In the scorching afternoon sun, a tall figure stood on the top of a hill and looked down on the town not far away. It used to be bustling with activity, the sound of joy could be faintly heard even a few kilometers away from town, but now it was so quiet, so quiet that it made him feel eerie.

“………………………… Alas. Ashmida couldn't help but sigh lightly, his face was unbearable, he could feel that almost most of the people in the town were immersed in feelings of confusion, confusion, sadness, and panic, most of the old people fell into a confused situation, adults numbed themselves with alcohol, so that they could temporarily forget their troubles, and the young people turned this trouble into motivation, desperately doing things to divert their attention.

"What's the trouble with this, the old man is not from here, and sooner or later he will have to leave." Ashmida's expression looked a little bitter, he sighed again, put away his expression, showed the same indifferent smile as before, and said softly: "Only after leaving the old man can you be truly free, and a happy life should be created by yourself, you have to work hard......"

Ashmida smiled faintly, and a cool breeze blew his waist-high supple blonde hair, and the brilliant golden hair danced in the wind, and the light hair seemed to be draped in a gorgeous golden coat, bringing out his elegant smile with a unique charm.

He is full of confidence in the people in the town, he believes that everyone's downturn is only temporary, they will soon rely on themselves to get out of the shadow of his departure, full of enthusiasm for their own life path, after all, the people in the town are all the people he has lived and laughed together in the past ten years, so he believes that they will definitely not be confused by such a downturn.

"Huh?!" Just as he turned to leave, Ashmida suddenly felt a little more humidity in the dry air, frowned and took a closer look, and found that a large dark cloud was drifting in the distance.

'Is it going to rain?' Originally, this information had no effect on Ashmida, but then a fluctuation in the distance made his face change slightly.

"Fighting?" Ashmida muttered, he could clearly perceive that two forces were colliding fiercely in the distance, and the battle was so fierce that the aftermath could be clearly felt even by himself who was far away. With a distressed face, he covered his forehead with a little headache, and said helplessly: "I was actually found, and Xiao Remi was too uncalm, and he actually went out of the enchantment and fought with that Father Andrewson." ”

"No, we have to go and see it!"

With a flash of golden-red light, the figure of Ashmida was lost on the top of the mountain.

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The sky really said that change will change, and the originally cloudless sunny day was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the light of the sun was blocked by the dark clouds, and the earth under the dark clouds was dark.

On a mountainside, two figures, one large and one small, were colliding fiercely together, and the fluctuations emitted by each collision shook the flowers and trees nearby, and the aftermath even interfered with the trees not far away, but there was a place where it was shrouded in a golden shield, and the aftermath hit it without even a ripple. Defended by a shield, a chic log cabin and several fields inside were unharmed.

"Hah!! Go to hell!! The petite figure made a sound, the originally pleasing immature and cute voice was full of murderous aura at the moment, and when she looked closely, the little girl's originally delicate and lovely face was now full of frightening distortion and hatred, she let out bursts of roars, and waved the blood-colored spear in her hand in an orderly manner, but the little girl's terrifying physique, which was completely inconsistent with the appearance, made her shoot out countless afterimages and stab at the man in front of her.

"We are the agents of the Lord, the earthly agents of divine punishment..............." The burly middle-aged priest was almost stabbed at the end of the day, and flashed the stab with the smallest and most effortless movements, chanting a prayer in his mouth, looking very relaxed and freehand, completely ignoring the appearance of Remilia's attack.

"Damn, hateful, hateful!!" Remilia became even more angry when she saw this, and her spear-wielding hands became even harder, and she could almost only faintly see the afterimage of her arms waving, but it just couldn't stab Andrewson, which made Remilia more and more anxious.

"Our mission is to destroy the fools who rebelled against our lord, even if they are left with the last piece of flesh............" Suddenly, Remilia's movements were a little sluggish for a moment because of her anxiety, Andrewson's eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth curved into a sinister smile, two silver lights instantly slipped out of the wide sleeves, and he instantly attacked with both hands, and the two silver lights were cross-printed on Remilia's chest, a large amount of blood gushed out, and then a sharp side kick Remilia knocked away.

"Ugh!!" A terrifying scarlet scarlet flowed from the corner of Remilia's mouth, and the wound on her chest was a positive cross!

"Amen !!" The priest not far away also ended his prayer, but in the end, Amen was not so peaceful but full of frightening tyranny, only to see that the priest actually held a handful in each hand, ordinary people can only barely raise it with both hands, and the cross sword that could not be wielded at all was in the shape of a cross on his chest, such a strange image, as well as tyrannical eyes and a hideous smile made his image even more terrifying.

"Ahem, ahem!" Remilia coughed a few times, coughing up the blood from her throat, the wound on her chest slowly healing.

'Blessed Cross Sword!!' Remilia, who had been carried away by anger, gradually calmed down at this moment, and she understood that the priest in front of her was not a small role, and she had to be treated calmly. She began to notice how slowly her wound was healing! Although this wound is very terrifying in the eyes of ordinary people, it is not very strict for Remilia, with her recovery power, it should be restored in a few seconds, but the wound is actually recovering so slowly, now more than ten seconds have passed, and she is only one-fifth of the way away. The only thing that could have caused this was the two cross swords.

"It's really a good weather~ isn't it? Filthy monsters. Andrewson waved the two-handed crosssword with one hand, which could barely be lifted by ordinary hands, and slowly approached Remilia, sneering as he walked: "It's so good that you have the illusion that you can defeat me in this sunless weather." Five meters away from Remilia, he stopped and took a relaxed stance.

"Really, stupid." As soon as the words fell, Andrewson disappeared in an instant.

"What?" Remilia's pupils narrowed, and she felt a strong wind blow in her ears.

"Amen!!" The sound of frantic prayers reached Remilia's ears, but Remilia's surprised expression showed a sly smile on the success of the conspiracy: "Fool." ”

"Hmm!!" Andrewson's attack missed, and the attack that was supposed to pierce Remilia's heart and cut off her head missed, but Remilia didn't dodge, but Andrewson actually slipped and fell to the ground.

"W-What?!" Andrewson was confused by this oolong, how could he make such a low-level mistake?!

"Hahahaha!!" Remilia laughed and stabbed out, and Andrewson was momentarily distracted, and although his body reflexively dodged, he was still stabbed in the abdomen.

"Destiny Demon!?" Andrewson ignored the sharp pain in his abdomen, pulled out, and instantly retreated more than ten meters, away from Remilia, the blood gushing out of his abdomen soaked his clothes, but he didn't care, his attention was completely focused on Remilia, remembering the information about Remilia, he somewhat understood what had just happened: "Do you control fate......

"Looks a little tricky." The corners of Andrewson's mouth were completely eerie interactions, and his face showed a look of fanaticism, shouting, "Amen!! ”

Andrewson laughed and brandished his greatsword as he charged towards Remilia.

"Cut." Remilia pursed her lips in disdain, and with a sinister smile, she raised her spear to meet the oncoming priest.