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"Beelzebub is worthy of being a satan-level existence, the parish of Cord has fallen, and it is still expanding, and those demons have finally begun to attack the servants of God, they want to rob the believers of God, I will never allow it!"

"My dear Doctor Cold, you are the angel whom God has guided me..."

"When the corpse was resurrected, I realized that he was a necromancy, but unfortunately I didn't find a holy medicine against Beelzebub in the end, maybe the one they gave me was fake from the beginning to the end!"

"At this point, I have to believe it's true..."

"Oh my God! How did you become a lump, Amak..."

Silently flipped through the end of the note, which recorded the heart of San Sondy every day, this is an old man who tried his best to make up for his mistakes after discovering them, but unfortunately he was not a qualified tailor.

"Is there anything else of value?" After reading the book, he asked Little Red Riding Hood.

"There isn't a single copper plate, I think we can leave." Little Red Riding Hood said.

When they walked out of the church gate, they were greeted by the guards, and the Earl of Hilton, who was in the rear, saw that they had calmly walked out and hurried forward, and Hilton handed him the notebook, and Hilton opened it and read it roughly, and the whole person was not good.

"How can this damn guy do this!" Angry, Hilton only felt his eyes burning, and he wanted to tear it up on the spot.

"At least we know who is responsible." "I think the archdiocese should be able to make up for our losses. ”

"That's right! If they still want face. Hilton calmed down and said, "I'll send them a copy of this transcript." ”

Tusew nodded and stopped talking, and Little Red Riding Hood began to report on the process of cleaning up the church, and when he learned of the danger inside, Hilton took out his saber and canonized Little Red Riding Hood and the guards and guards on the spot.

"I would like to express my sincere gratitude for your courage, as well as for all of you." Hilton looked at everyone in the square, "I'll add a reward to the compensation that the church is asking for!"

"Long live the Earl!"

"Long live the Hilton!"

Together, Tusee and Little Red Riding Hood rode back to his neighborhood, and the city began to lift the lockdown, and people came out of their houses to discuss what was going on.

The teacher's priest began to appear in the streets, announcing that the Sage had dealt with the demonic incident today, and under the sky that was about to turn black, the residents noticed that black smoke was beginning to rise from the parishion.

The carriage stopped in front of the house, and he and Little Red Riding Hood got out of the carriage and went back to their respective homes exhausted.

"Why don't you have some noodles in the evening?" The wild man who was following him asked.

"It's enough to eat every day." He shook his head, "You can settle your dinner by yourself, give me the priest's robe." ”

Hearing this, the savage hurriedly handed over the priest's robe, took the priest's robe and walked to the second floor, and then lit a dozen candles.

He sat cross-legged, read the druid's weeding technique, put it aside after making sure he memorized it, and began to comprehend the magic.

"Body structure, choose the arm of the demon flower, this is more in line with your own share."

"In the past, spiritual magic was to act on the target, and the spiritual power was to walk directly in a straight line until it touched the target or disappeared after more than two hundred meters, this time it was a precise position grab..."

"The space driven by the compression of mental power is compressed, but at the beginning, it may only be possible to compress air..."

As the magic came to mind, the penultimate leaf beneath the skill tree began to change in his mind, and an icon of a demonic arm wrapped in dark energy slowly formed, and it stretched out its fingers with sharp nails, as if to grasp something.

The icon formed in his mind, and he slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the furnishings in the room, and then reached for the cupboard.

"Bang!" A looming demonic arm instantly crushed the cabinet, and sawdust and ceramics flew all over the house in an instant.

"Wow~" The wild man appeared in the house almost instantly, he grabbed the one-handed sword in his hand, first looked at the broken furniture, and then began to look around.

There was another rush of footsteps, and Little Red Riding Hood and the Sage guards guarding downstairs rushed up, and they watched as the wild men who were looking for enemies and bleeding from the Seven Orifices also came to help, and Little Red Riding Hood looked at the bottom of the eyes and asked nervously, "How are you?" ”

"I've learned new magic." Yang Se looked at Little Red Riding Hood and said slowly, "The mental power is not enough, and the upper limit is not enough." ”

"Ah, that's a great job." Little Red Riding Hood looked at the difficult way he spoke, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from his face for him.

"Phew~ I thought there were assassins." Hearing this, the savage on the side withdrew his one-handed sword, and with a wave of his hand, he led several guards downstairs.

"You are so pitiful, as a saint, you still have to think about improving your mystical power every day." After the savages had gone, Little Red Riding Hood put away the blood-red handkerchief, and then helped him to lie down slowly, and then, like a child, "Go to bed obediently, and bring you something to eat tomorrow." ”

"Thank you." Teaser said slowly, the deformed voice a little better.

Little Red Riding Hood nodded, she turned to walk but suddenly stopped, then reached out and touched one of the pockets of the Sage, and when she took out the Sage Stone, she put it directly on the pillow of the Sage, and then went downstairs.

After they left, he slowly stretched out his hand and picked up the Sage Stone and put it on the door of his head, feeling a cold touch that was not too irritating on his head, and his severe headache was relieved a little.

He felt that this was the legendary magic backlash, and it was even very likely to cause damage to his brain cells, otherwise his head would never feel like drinking twenty bottles of fake wine.

Now he didn't dare to think about these problems, it seemed that he felt dizzy as soon as he used his brain, and he thought it was his true color when the icon of the skill was not so bright before, but now he thinks that there is no silver light, which means that his mental power is insufficient.

A feeling of dizziness and nausea hit, and he hurriedly defended his thoughts, and I don't know how long it took, and the sound of calm breathing came from the roof.

The next day, he slowly opened his eyes, and it was already dark, and the wild man came over with a plate of baked potatoes and said to him, "Make up for it." ”

The headache had subsided a lot, and he sat up slowly, looked at the potatoes that had been burned into black charcoal, and asked, "Are you sure this thing has an effect on mental damage?" ”

"We used to eat what we used to eat, but Sage, you don't like to eat heads, and I feel that this potato is very similar to the head, so I'll take this similar one to make it up for you." The wild man said, "You see that I picked the big ones. ”

"Bothered." He picked up a potato and ate it, "It tastes good." ”

"What kind of magic did the Sage comprehend yesterday?" The wild man was very happy to see that he recognized his cooking skills, so he asked in passing.

"It's called the Grip of Death." Hearing this, he looked at the broken cupboard and said slowly.

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