The woman who was charging at Ronald aside.

Behind him, the man who throws a stone to cover up already meets the definition of 'rape' in his behavior.

Officially in battle.

Ronald never had the idea of showing mercy to his enemies.

Silently commanding the power of 'rape', the black mist that had just been dodged by the enemy immediately bounced off the wall again, and then simply pounced on the man.

Zizizi——

This time, the man who was throwing the stone couldn't dodge.

The black mist of the 'rape' power pounced on his body, and his body immediately made a very obvious steaming sound.

The power of the Hell Blood River is working.

Festering patches appeared, and the trajectory immediately spread along the swollen arm, barely willing to give up any position that could be attacked.

Such a result.

It is the man's body type, which has been out of control, has become more hideous on the basis of the original.

From the cracked wound, green blood could even be seen flowing directly from it.

However, even so.

The seriously injured man also showed no signs of pain.

He just frowned and scattered the black mist on his arm.

The stone in his hand continued to be hurled, and he continued to cover for his companion there.

“……”

Looking at this scene, Ronald instantly understood everything.

The warden was a traitor, and now it was proven in front of his eyes.

Green blood, swollen body, and a mental state that is not afraid of pain.

This distinctive technique was undoubtedly the one used by the cult warlocks who were causing trouble in Brenwich at the time.

Exactly the same spell characteristics, the same school can hardly go wrong.

Such a person appears in the warden's dungeon.

Meaning is needless to say.

“......”

While dodging the rocks thrown by the man, Ronald kept his eyes on the woman who jumped over.

After the lower half of his body was deformed, this guy moved much faster than ordinary people.

In just a few breaths, the woman had made three jumps, and it seemed that she had come to a position very close to Ronald.

Whoosh –

Raising her thick thighs, the woman aimed at Ronald's head and kicked it.

Accompanied by exaggerated momentum.

There's even the sound of breaking air!

If you are kicked directly......

Ronald has no doubt that he will at least end up half-paralyzed.

Immediately trying to turn sideways to avoid the other party's kick, he raised his hand at the same time and smashed it into the woman's side.

Boom!

The punch hit hard.

Almost confident in her body, the woman barely dodges.

However, it is at the same time as the physical contact between the two parties.

The black mist wrapped around Ronald's hand instantly followed the position where the two sides were in contact, and immediately wrapped the woman's whole body in it.

In an instant, the attack that was far better than the man's steaming before befell her.

"Ahh

Screams rang out in the dungeon.

Unlike men, who are not afraid of pain at all, women react like ordinary people when they are attacked. Feeling her body being completely cooked and destroyed, she fell to the ground as soon as her body went limp, and then she couldn't stop trembling and convulsing.

"Uh... Ho... Ahhh ”

“……”

At this moment, Ronald was thoughtful.

He seemed to understand how these cult warlocks could ward off their pain.

The man who only injured his arm could completely ignore the pain of the wound and continue to attack, while the woman whose upper body was also attacked could not contain the pain, and could only lie on the ground and wail and scream at the moment.

The huge gap between the reactions of the two sides has proved what is going on.

This is also supposed to be the result of the Cult Warlock's spells.

While changing the shape of the human body, this ability will also destroy their pain nerves, shielding the perception of distortion parts to a certain extent, which is why they are in this situation.

- The same is true.

At the winery on the outskirts of Bronwich, the reaction of the cultists was in line with this conjecture.

After all, the group of people at that time were all distorted from head to toe.

So it makes sense to ignore the pain altogether.

And for Ronald.

The only pity now is that the attacks of the two people in front of them are not strong enough.

In the case that the level of 'rape' is not enough, the black fog can only cause damage to them, and cannot directly take their lives.

Shook his head imperceptibly.

With a wave of one hand, Ronald was about to continue his attack on the man.

Now the woman was lying on the ground, and she could only convulse and wail in place.

On the enemy's side, the only one who can form combat power is the male cult warlock in the distance.

And so again.

The black mist in the corner of the wall rushed towards the man.

Without the interference of the woman in front of him, Ronald can also boldly attack.

Smack-

Hidden in the underground cell, a loud slap echoed through the passage where they were.

Facing the black fog that hits again.

The man didn't dodge, he didn't retreat.

Instead, he met the attack, clasping his hands together and slamming it on the black mist.

The attack that was originally a fog structure was immediately completely scattered by his blow.

That's not to say that the Divine Comedy can't hurt each other.

The man's already festering hands were indeed burned by the black mist.

But further damage only made the cooking more festering, and could not bring him damage that was absolutely impossible to ignore.

In this way, the wound on the other.

The man is barely able to cope with the current pace of attack.

So, the choice went back to Ronald.

Either summon a large amount of black mist and drown it in a scale that exceeds the opponent's defenses, which will definitely defeat the enemy.

Or just summon the two souls that have been imprisoned by yourself.

Against this kind of cult warlock who seems to be flesh strengthened and specialized, the attack against the soul must also have a good effect.

The difference is only in which Ronald wants to use now.

Or in front of the two companions behind him, what kind of ability he intends to show.

At this moment, the voice of the investigator girl sounded behind Ronald:

"Ronald, if you're not good at it."

"Just leave this guy to me."

Almost in response to the girl's voice, three bullets in a row shot out silently from behind Ronald.

The speed of the bullet in the face.

Even though this male cult warlock is now in pretty good physical condition.

This level of responsiveness is still insufficient.

Caught off guard, his shoulder, under his chest, and his left shoulder were all accurately hit by Nicole's bullets.

A penetrating wound with obvious effect appeared on the body, and green blood also flowed down the wound at the same time.

Puff –

As soon as his feet were weak, the man fell to one knee uncontrollably.

A normal bullet, according to common sense, should not be able to cause such an obvious effect on this man.

For this kind of result.

Ronald is more inclined to have Nicole do the tricks on the bullets.

Turning her head to look over, the investigator girl really withdrew her pistol with a sneer.

From Nicole's rare look, Ronald could see the girl's undisguised contempt for the cult warlock.

And in the later position.

Swift was alone, dragging the two priests out of their cells.

Compared to Nicole's chic.

Mr. Detective, who is a coolie, is obviously not very happy.