Blood flowed out like a fountain, and Alda looked at him sneeringly: "It's all your hall master who is saying, what kind of fart have you let go from beginning to end?"

Byron's face turned blue for a moment, then he returned to normal, and said proudly: "There will always be a day when it will be my turn to speak!"

Al Weisun, gasping for breath and asked, "I guess I can't wait for that day." What are you going to do with me?"

Byron shook his sword and said, "It's none of my business, I'm only responsible for arresting people." However, I think the Penal Temple will step in and cut off your limbs so that you can stay in the Temple of the Word in peace. But you don't have to worry, the whole process won't hurt, well, I guess. ”

Listening to Byron talking indifferently about Alda, while the insignificant wound in his mouth was bleeding there, and the blood stained the hem of his robe more and more red, the fury and anxiety in Yang Yi's heart soared more and more.

I have never seen a man who has such a disregard for life and liberty, and lives as he speaks of a dead man rather than a living man.

This is called the Church of Light? So, where is the light?

Yang Yi lowered his head and raised it again, his pupils were already slightly red.

Hanging his head, the movement to get rid of the restraint paused. But after only stopping for a moment, Yang Yi's action to break the shackles became more and more violent.

It's just that the enchantment under Aldab is extraordinary, and no matter how Yang Yi exerts his strength, he can't break free. Yang Yi struggled with it hard, and his pupils became redder and redder, turning from light red to deep red.

In front of the door, the knights have already made their moves. Byron swooped up like the wind, raising his sword and slashing at Arda. With a wave of his hand, Alda's most familiar restraint energy burst out. Behind Byron, an Torture Chamberman rushed forward, took the spell for Byron and immediately froze. Eight of the knights of the Torture Hall leapt off their mounts and lunged into the air, pinning Alda to the ground. Byron, on the other hand, had already rushed in, and the long sword stirred up several rays of light, and four swords came out in a row, breaking Alda's tendons.

Alda let out a long scream, but the sound stopped abruptly, and Byron had already reversed the hilt of his sword and slammed it into Alda's mouth, successfully blocking him from making a sound.

"Shhhh ”

He quickly pulled out the hilt of his sword, immediately stuffed the glove into Alda's mouth, and smiled: "That's why I said that once the legal profession is approached, it is a waste." Am I right, the strongest priest of the Word in the temple?"

Alda glared at Byron angrily and anxiously, but had to admit that what he said was the truth. My type of profession becomes a waste once it is gagged. He was only worried about binding Yang Yi in the enchantment now, and if he could, he even hoped to follow them quickly and prevent them from discovering Yang Yi.

It's just that it backfired, and Byron was looking at his loot with satisfaction, not caring about the bleeding from Alda's limbs, nor noticing the urgent compromise in Alda's eyes.

But Alda noticed that there was an increasingly powerful force behind him that was condensing, evil and depressing, just like the hand oppressing that chaotic black fog, the more compressed, the greater the rebound, until it broke out!

This force is getting bigger and bigger, and immediately after, Byron also felt it, and drew his sword and flew back in shock. The other eight knights, aware of this strange feeling of oppression, retreated after Byron. The knight is not so afraid of death as the legend suggests.

The power of the evil was still expanding, and with the cabin as the center, the space began to slowly distort, showing a chaotic ripple of water. As it expanded further, the other knights, although not as capable as Byron, also sensed this evil intent that could not be ignored.

Byron's sword pointed at Alda: "Say! What's behind the door!"

As soon as the words fell, the entire wooden house made a loud noise and exploded into flying pieces. Yang Yi strode out of the scattered fragments, ripped off the gloves in Alda's mouth with one hand, slowly raised his head, and stared at the knight in front of him with a pair of blood-red eyes.

A pair of evil eyes! Those pupils, like soaked in blood, were bright red and thick in color, with an indescribable evil meaning. Yang Yi's originally sunny and healthy face was now stained with an extremely discordant yin and evil taste, very handsome, but also completely evil.

Including Byron, the eighteen knights retreated again and again, stared at by those bloody eyes, and all of them had a feeling of coldness all over their bodies.

And Yang Yi, who was panting hard, twitched his nose rapidly, trying to suppress his more and more powerful killing machine. There was still a glimmer of clarity in his heart, and he wanted to hear Alda's exhortation, exhorting him to stop and teach him what to do and what not to do in the kindest words.

Arda lay on the ground, turned his head to look directly into Yang Yi's red eyes, and said, "Angry? My child, that's for sure." Because you love me, you can't be indifferent when you see someone mutilating my body. But can they see it? Light and darkness are not distinguished as everyone thinks. Some people should be saved, like the villagers. There are people who deserve to be killed, such as the ones in front of them. ”

Yang Yi nodded, his eyes becoming more and more red! There was an evil qi like essence flowing out of his body and dispersing in all directions.

Byron was stunned, and looked at Yang Yi fixedly: "Demon?" Then he raised his sword and pointed at Al Dazi, and shouted angrily: "Arda Sothkern! You dare to raise demons?! Rumors say that you have taken in a demon grandson, but it is true?!"

Afaida reached for the staff, and the blood on his hand immediately stained it red. He just lay on the ground and laughed, "Fuck you! He's my grandson, not a demon." You are! You are demons in human skin! You have chased all the way to me, just for me, how many so-called purifications have you carried out? How many people will be left after each purification?"

"Presumptuous! No one dares to dishonor the Church!"

"You're long gone!"

Byron raised his sword over his forehead, pressed it to his eyebrows, and quietly recited a few words, "Alda, I don't want to kill you." But if you nurture dissent, the church will never tolerate it. ”

Alda tilted her head with difficulty to look at the wounds on her limbs, and a mocking smile appeared on her face: "The church will only tolerate your indiscriminate killing, and exclude all dissidents who are not the Church of Light. Everything that is different from the Church of Light is different. No, no—all disgusting stuff. Fuck you! I've already heard calluses in my ears! If I'm afraid, dare to stand here? Miscellaneous, give me your hypocritical education!"

Byron's sword slashed at Lu and shouted, "Purify!"

Seventeen knights raised their weapons and began to press forward slowly.

"Look, it's always like this. Alda turned his head to Yang Yi and said, "Let me teach you one more point, the so-called purification of the church is actually murder! It's ridiculous that the world still thinks that they are washing away the evil in the world. What is evil? If it deviates from humanity, it is evil!" He smiled coldly, tried to prop up his staff and stretched it to the sky, and said in a rambling voice: "Good grandson, look at it, grandpa taught you to kill!"

Yang Yi shuddered suddenly, but heard Alda laugh loudly: "It's not a good means to stop killing by killing. It's just that sometimes people have to do this in order to protect themselves. Good grandson, grandpa told you that when someone dares to hurt you, you must not show mercy, you will do to them what they do to you. They don't treat you as a human being, and you don't need to treat them as human beings!

A killing word spewed out, just like pressing the last switch in Yang Yi's brain, and endless killing intent gushed out in an instant! Yang Yi squinted, squinted again, and the pupils of his two eyes were endlessly thick blood red!

Yang Yi squinted his eyes like this, licked his lower lip, and four sharp canine teeth stretched out silently. Alda heard Yang Yi laugh in a mixed voice that he had never heard before: "Killing? I like it!"

Then, from the angle of lying on the ground, Alda saw the sharp blades of Yang Yi's fingers pop out, the elbow bone blade stretched out, and the sharp blade on the tip of his toes directly shattered his shoes, and the whole person turned into a beast with sharp teeth and claws in an instant!

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