-- I have been feeding with tears day and night, and they have not ceased to say to me, "Where is your God?" (Old Testament. Psalm 42:3)

Before you know it, the wind becomes very soft.

In my memory, the wind was cold, always full of rust and gutter mud, but now it brings bursts of cool pleasure on the face, and the nose is also full of a slightly sweet fragrance, and the forehead, neck, and armpits are drenched in sweat.

-- It's even worse.

Holding on to the corner of the wall, Bell barely stood still, holding back his breath, confirmed the reality that his body was close to his limit.

The effect of the medicine that penetrates the body is stronger than expected. In general, many drugs can have an effect on the emotion, but the impulse "that side" seems to be the product of a very complex mechanism, so it is almost impossible to manipulate. Usually the so-called kitsch drugs are actually mostly stimulants or hallucinogens, and the effects are good and bad, and most of the feelings produced are not real demand impulses.

What is surging in my body is by no means the excitement brought by stimulants, and my consciousness is extremely clear, and at the same time, "that impulse" is also very clear. Obviously, this is a real flattery. Even the body that has tried various trace poisons and cultivated a toxin-resistant body cannot resist it.

(I want to...... I want to fill the emptiness in my stomach. ）

If you want it so much, why don't you just do it?, find a man, let him hug himself-

The voice of extreme hunger crawled under the skull, and out of the anxious, empty hole in the abdomen seemed to crawl out of another self - ignoring doctrine, morality, ethics, and the temptation of magic whispered in the ear.

The hand holding the wall was clenched tightly, and the step was almost empty.

(As a heretical inquisitor, I actually have shameless thoughts......!!)

The intense shame and pleasure were mixed together, and the burning lust was further amplified, so that even the pain of the bite and bleeding of the lower lip was almost gone.

Taking a deep breath, Bell took another step.

"You must do your best to tell Her Highness the Holy Maiden. In this special zone, there are such monsters lurking ......!"

"It's really rude to say that we are monsters. But I would say that fanatics who reject the instinct and duty to reproduce and reduce the divine law of nature to shame are more like monsters. ”

A flirtatious interjection floated in, and a small, rabbit-like demon emerged from the empty darkness in the corner.

"Lust is ugly, union is depraved, and there is expectation. Only when there is a desire to exist will there be the impetus to move forward, so that life will continue, and the world will progress accordingly. Don't you think that naked lust and fidelity to instinct bring happiness more than empty moral preaching?"

With a solemn salute, a hideous smile appeared on De Kir's face as he re-raised.

"Good evening, Miss Inquisition. This form will be good again. It took a lot of hard work to find hope, but then immediately despaired...... It's so risky, the game almost ends just before it reaches the climax. If it turns out to be like that. It's too boring. ”

Bell didn't reply—he had nothing to say to the demon, and took out three short handles in each hand, clipped them between his fingers, and glared at each other coldly.

"Do people in the church have stones in their heads, do you think that kind of thing will work for me now?"

With a sneer, De Kir shook his head.

Although it is the Q version of the clone that is facing Bell now, and his height and strength have shrunk a lot, it is still more than enough to clean up a weak kitten.

Ignoring De Kiel's provocation, the short handle in Bell's hand turned into 6 sharp swords. Throw it all at once.

Under the control of the additional technique "magic bullet", the key blade turns into a bullet. Tear through the darkness and prepare to pierce the arrogant enemy.

DeKir sneered, and the tentacles stretched out behind his back and waved, and all the key blades were lightly shattered like glass crafts.

The twisting tentacles emitted inorganic reflections, and the strange mixture of slime-stained vines and octopus tentacles was replaced by a dark lens binder, as if to breathe life into the hedrons.

In the blink of an eye, the Q version of Dekyll flew over like a cannonball.

Bell's breathing flickered slightly.

Not an exaggeration. The other party really rushed over like a cannonball, and the sense of intimidation brought by it was even higher than that of a real cannonball.

It's just a shrunken version of the doppelganger, what an overwhelming force, this is the power of the person you are the enemy with!

But I have long been aware of this.

For the sake of the world that God loves, for the purity of faith for all. In a world without pain and tears, she has lived a life full of blood and sweat so far.

Therefore, there is no fear, and there is no regret.

Drawing a new keyblade, Bell did not hesitate to throw the three keyblades in his right hand, guided by the "magic bullet", and the longsword traced a sinuous trajectory, pounced on Dekyll's back, chest, and lower abdomen.

And that's not all.

The keyblade thrown by his left hand followed up with the attack, targeting the black tentacles that were spinning like windmills and shattering an approaching object.

Almost at the same time, the three keyblades were re-fastened in the right hand, and at the same time as they were thrown with the left hand, they were thrown together to further block the space for the target to dodge and defend, and the total nine keyblades were like demons coming straight in.

This can only contain him a little, and after the previous fight, Bell knows that this alone is not enough to take out the other party. However, in the face of such a dense and ferocious offensive, there will inevitably be a moment of scramble, and what Bale is aiming at is the gap when De Kiel has no time to react.

That's what she intended, but—

Rushing towards the Forest of Key Blades, DeKir, who should be avoidable, seemed to be pulled by something, and his body posture did not change without any change, pulling vertically upwards, and 9 key blades led from below.

What is holding Dekyll is the tentacles behind it. Incredibly, in addition to being tough and sharp, those tentacles also retain elasticity and flexibility. Shoot into the ceiling or wall and then shrink at full speed to achieve a three-dimensional maneuver that is out of the norm during flight.

Originally, it was the Q version, which was small and difficult to aim, and with this maneuverability, it was even more difficult to deal with.

De Kiel, who had turned into a bladed cannonball, began to accelerate in the final stages, and the distance between him and Bell was already less than a meter. The tentacles of the blades spin like drills, and if you are hit by such a thing, you will be churned into pieces of meat in the blink of an eye.

"Try my Skyrim drill!!"

De Kiel shouted.

Bell threw the keyblade again. Maybe it's the persistent personality shaped by faith, or maybe it's the dying struggle that has been spiritually surrendered and persists knowing that it will be useless. The move only drew ridicule from De Kiel and made him even more sure of his victory.

However,

"What-?!"

De Kiel couldn't help but scream.

Pierce ceilings and walls. The tentacles that were about to pull the body for a three-dimensional maneuver did not move, but twisted in the air, with a whole piece of stone that had been ripped out attached to the end.

"Admittedly, your tentacles are strong, but the support points are not so strong. ”

The nun said coldly, her beautiful face like a mask on her face. At her feet was a circular magic array that had been assembled to form a triangle, and the magic array that had been given the "activation" command bloomed with blue-white flowing light.

It was only then that Dekyll noticed that the sound of the nine keys falling to the ground had not been heard. And at this moment, Mana's reaction appeared in the ground, walls, and ceilings.

"You cunning she-fox, ahhh!!!!h

"The lurking blade, in the name of the Mother Goddess, pierces the enemy in front of me, the thorn and spear forest!!"

The magic array glowed with dazzling light, and Mana's whirlwind pierced the entire corridor, and more than 500 keyblades erupted, leaving no dead ends, and rushed towards Dekir in all directions from 360 degrees.

"Woohoo Woo !!!"

The tentacles swung at full speed, forming a pitch-black tornado. Clashing head-on with the keyblade tsunami that covered the entire corridor, the sound of metal shattering "clanging". All the flying white blades were shattered, and there was not a single one left.

What a ridiculous and terrifying power.

The power and magic of humanity were like a breeze in front of him, and with a light flick, they turned to powder and disappeared without a trace.

And this is just a doppelganger with deterioration in size and strength, if it is Dekyll's body standing in front of Bell. The winner has already been revealed.

All he could do with all his strength in this way was to delay his pace and create a stagnation of a few tenths of a second.

For Bell, the gap was enough.

The nun swung her body and flashed a tentacle. He lowered his body and rushed towards Dekyll.

It's too late to move the other tentacles to intercept.

The slender arm passed through the tentacle gap like a snake and attached it to Dekyll, the power of which was equivalent to a heavy cannonball.

Boom -

A dull pop echoed through the corridor, the smoke cleared, and a charred black pit appeared on the wall at the end of the corridor with a diameter of more than half a meter and a depth of 30 meters. Judging by the amount of blood that had stopped spasmodically twitching his limbs and the amount of blood dripping down the walls, he wouldn't move anymore.

Experiencing the touch of death coming from his fist, Bell let out a long breath and fell to his knees.

"Add the 'Magic Bullet Control Zhì Key Blade to sneak into the ground, instantly activate more than 500 key blades, use 'Instant Enhancement of Body Functions, and finally concentrate the Enhanced Fire Technique on the fist to form a directional explosion...... No wonder a woman can become a heretical inquisitor at this age, and there is indeed a set. ”

Calm analysis drifted over from the dark cuisine.

"Interlocking traps, accurate judgment, rich practical experience, excellent physical and magical skills. No matter how you evaluate it, you are an extremely good talent, and it is understandable that De Kiel has been deflated by your hands twice in a row. Uh-huh, especially the 'instantaneous, improvisational control of the whole body' is quite difficult to operate, and will cause the effect of looking like disappearing. But what impressed me more than this visual effect was the transformation of the nerve-stimulating effect of the sweat into an aid to increase reaction speed, and the trap that De Kiel fell for. This perseverance and adaptability are really amazing for a human being, too powerful. ”

The three-headed figure in a black dress, black boots, and black tie floated in the air, his expression and tone were full of appreciation, and people couldn't help but feel that if it wasn't the occasion to fight each other at this moment, he would probably applaud and congratulate.

"It's a shame to ruin a talent like you. How about it? Do you want to betray the church now to serve us? It's good to go to the battlefield as a foreign volunteer of the Guard. ”

Throwing three times in a row, instead of words, rushed to the demon who blasphemed his beliefs behind his back.

Judging from the content and tone of the other party's speech, he is probably a stronger enemy, and this kind of Cheng Dù's attack is not taken into account at all. But for Bale, the man's words were more of a breach of his own boundaries than De Kiel's actions.

The blasphemer is the only one who dies.

Blasphemers who put blasphemous teachings don't matter, what kind of heretical inquisitors, what kind of Iscariot?

Facing the sharp blade that carried out the killing intent, the other party's smile deepened even more.

With a crisp sound, nine key blades shattered in midair, glowing mana particles drifting away in the wind.

"'Honkai ......"

Bell's eyes widened.

The trick of smashing the structure of the technique, decomposing and reducing the mana that makes up the circuit, the stunt of Brother Roland.

"No, it's not. ”

The Q version of the man in black shook his head.

"There are many ways to stop Mana and destroy magic, such as Honkai, spinning wheels, shielding brain quantum waves, and releasing interference. In addition to this, there is a less commonly used method - 'entropy reduction.' ”

With the black-clothed figure as the center, all objects within a radius of 5 meters were covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and a blooming flower fell to the ground, shattering like glass.

"If you deprive the molecules of their motion energy like this and lower the temperature to near absolute zero, the mana will become inert and will no longer be able to form a circuit. By the way—"

Ignoring the explanation, Bell took a step forward and threw his knife, the metal blade deflecting off course and stabbing into the wall just as it was about to touch his target.

“...... The object that has been robbed of heat will enter a superconducting state, which will be repelled by the magnet according to the Meissner effect. In short, neither Mana nor physical weapons can touch me. ”

Saying this, the man in black burst out laughing.

"Ahh ”

Whether he wants to admit it or not, what he says is the truth. It didn't even take much effort, as long as he moved as fast as Dekyll did just now, magic, swords, and even Bell himself would be swallowed by the Extreme Cold Enchantment.

A qiē is over.

The hand that had been pressing the left side of his face was slowly lowered, and the eyes of the black-clothed villain were revealed.

“......！！”

The red pupils that flashed in the darkness made Bell groan as well, and the ruby clear pupils contained a bright red light. It was redder than blood, like the wings of an immortal bird reborn from the ashes. The light released from the depths of her left eye carried an invisible pressure that made her unable to move.

The man in black said quietly:

"In return for your wonderful watch, I have a special gift for you. ”

In the blink of an eye, the world was rewritten.

The moment of reality collapsed with a bang, and the theorems and logic turned into ridiculous bizarre.

All the contradictions disappeared with the wind, and the rhythm of the music box echoed in the dead space, and even the extraordinary sacredness that even I couldn't help but want to bend my knees and beg for salvation was constantly expanding.

"In the name of Siegfried Otto Lilin, you hereby order, you—"

With the sense of disobedience brought by rewriting the world, the man in black commanded, and the bright red light was like a firebird flapping its wings, injecting into Bell's eyes. (To be continued......)