A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

"The sixth skill..."

Finally, Carlosson completed the transformation of Shanna's veins, and now there is almost no trace of the curse overflowing, and a certain delicate balance is maintained in a short period of time.

The number "seven" contains a special mystery, and it implies perfection and harmony in many fields. Therefore, in addition to the symbol of the spiritual vein, the extraordinary person's skills often fit six is ​​the limit. At this moment, skills and spiritual veins The combination of mystical qualities possessed by the symbol is balanced by a more transcendent force.

In the future, one must either seek to improve the skill level, or pray for divinity and have a divine endowment.

"Did the operation succeed?" Cloris asked uncertainly.

"I don't know..."

As soon as Carlosson opened his mouth, his eyes widened suddenly. Through the [Eye of Reality], he saw that the erosion like an abyss was gushing out of Shanna's spiritual veins. The previous spiritual vein skills were instantly corrupted, vicious, forest The cold curse of all sins and desires is about to break through the shackles of this body and bring disaster to the world.

Carlosson's eyes were bleeding, and he immediately said, "Inject the inhibitor directly!"

Injecting inhibitors, in Shanna's current state, would inevitably recrystallize her spiritual veins and spread them all over her body.

Even though it was a pity, Cloris didn't hesitate at all. The sense of corruption was stronger than all the previous curses. With her strength, even Touch of the Void would be hard to resist.

Eight needles pierced the end of the symbol of Shanna's vein, and the rotting ooze was rapidly melting the needle barrel.

Cloris used the thread as a guide to directly transfer the inhibitor liquid into Shanna's spiritual vein.

"Ahhhhhhh-"

Shanna let out a miserable scream, but the sound did not come from her, but from every intact and corrupted flesh and blood.

"Shaqima, let me use your spirit veins as a symbol!"

Carlosson said, the secret vine came out of the body, one of its main mysterious characteristics is "replication" and "echo", which can reproduce other mysterious things that have happened.

In an instant, his roots lost their color, but at the same time, they were colored by shadowy phantoms. The secret vines were on the verge of being wiped out. At this moment, Carloson, who experienced it personally, understood the touch of the void better than Clori With a little effort, he implanted strands of roots into Shanna's corrupted spiritual veins. The visible corruption was quickly offset by the roots, and Carloson's entire existence was gradually blurred.

The corruption was suppressed, and the crystals diffused again. Carlosson waved the scalpel, and Shanna's origami-like opened body overlapped again, and healed layer by layer. However, the crystals had grown from the healed wounds, and Shanna The body of the body is completely integrated.

The surrounding mycelium plants withered gradually, and Sanna was placed on the bed by Carlosson. The breath of the sick girl changed from rush to calm, and she slowly opened her eyes, which were unprecedentedly clear.

It seemed to be cured, but Cloris understood that the scene in front of her was just a flashback.

Shanna is "freezing".

"I'm sorry..." Carlosson, who had already planned for Shanna's death at the beginning, apologized instead. He sat on the ground in a state of collapse, as if something important was missing in his soul, and the man said, "I failed."

270. Omen

Failed……

Cloris, who was determined to save Shanna at first, immediately accepted the result without much fluctuation in her mood.

For Shanna, the girl is more responsible for the responsibility she promised, and at the same time, because the feelings of the old camel fish really touched her memory.

And Carlosson, even though he has long ceased to practice medicine, has always had a feeling of compassion for those suffering from illness. Even if he has never met someone before, he will feel sad because of the familiar life and death.

Shanna's lips twitched, Carlosson listened, and heard the voice: Thank you, and, it's okay.

"Is there any last wish?" Cloris asked, "I will try my best to help you realize it."

Shanna's voice was slightly weak: "Please buy my body and let Dad... live a good life..."

"..."

Seeing that Cloris and Carlosson were silent, the girl forced a smile and said, "I still have... value... right?"

Cloris looked at the man: "Carolson?"

Carolson held Shanna's skeleton-like palm and nodded solemnly: "You are a priceless treasure."

"I hope I can get some happiness..." Shanna didn't even have the strength to cough, she rested for a while, and looked at Cloris, "Sister, I want to see you again, Dad..."

"I'll help you find him."

Cloris nodded, and then left the basement.

Wenk was sitting in the living room talking with Veronica, when he saw the girl walk in, he got up and asked, "How is Shanna?"

Cloris calmly took off her gloves and said, "She wants to see the old humpfish one last time."

"Oh..." Wink sighed, "I don't know where the old camelfish is either."

"I will send people to search, and I hope Shanna can persist until then," Cloris said, and then asked Veronica, "What did you find?"

The girl's voice was very cold, and Veronica knew that it was Cloris' usual tone when suppressing her emotions. The succubus replied: "Those troops went to the Tower of Light, I think it might be..."

Veronica's thoughts spread to the surface of Cloris's consciousness——

Luentia wants to contract a miracle.

Cloris brought the succubus out of the clinic. She looked at the incandescent lights on the side of the street and said, "Isn't Luentia afraid of Maxi? Where does he have the guts to contract a spectacle at such a time? He also stationed in the commercial port The army is transferred back, what does he want to..."

Just as she was speaking, Cloris' pupils gradually dilated, she was shaking, and the pupils in her orbit seemed to be undergoing a violent earthquake——

"Lu, En, Ti, Ya!"

……

Thanks to the policies and appeasement of the Gospel Correctional Institute, the people of Shanggang stayed at home obediently and did not go out.

Cloris specially arranged for a group of city guards with a sense of justice to distribute supplies door-to-door. At the same time, she also took this opportunity to observe the daily health and mental status of the residents. The evil curse, and once a living corpse is found, it can be killed immediately in the cradle to prevent the disaster from spreading.

"What are those lackeys of the pro-guard army doing? Why even the 'heavy cavalry' drove away!"

In the vacuum area where no one was stationed in the commercial port, a few city guards who noticed the abnormality during the patrol walked along the street to inspect.

"Who knows, they are the Duke's guards, so it's not up to others to decide what to do?"

"Why the fuck is this window still open? Hey, is there anyone? Inside!" A city guard knocked on the door of a house. After receiving no response, he said to his companion, "Be careful."

With the help of the Church of the Sun, Cloris equipped each team of city guards with large-caliber hand cannons and shotguns, and some teams also arranged flamethrowers with solar attributes. Can be blasted to pieces.

Under the cover of their companions, the city guard kicked the door open——

"anyone there?!"

No answer.

No one, and no ghouls.

"Captain, there is no one in this household!"

The city guards finally noticed something strange.

The question is, how long have these residents disappeared?

"jingle!"

From the next block came the sound of bells.

The city guards looked at each other, arranged for the youngest companion to report back, and then walked towards the source of the sound together.

"jingle!"

It was a bright street, crowded with people, and they all looked up at the raised arm of the slender priest in the front: "Dingling!"

The city guards approaching the front suddenly had dull eyes.

The last city guard who was still awake shook his companion: "Captain, speak up, Captain! Aita, Potato, Daba!"

However, no matter how he yelled, his companions did not respond, but joined the crowd with longing in their eyes.

The city guards squeezed into the crowd, trying to force their companions out. At this moment, the people around them began to fall——

It may not be appropriate to just say that they fell, because they did fall, and they were indeed still walking. The people split into two, one corpse remained in place coldly, and the other turned into a ghost looking for Taoyuan.

"jingle!"

There was another sound, and the companions of the city guard also suddenly fell down.

He looked at the raised arm in front of him, his eyes were red and his canthus were tearing apart, and he raised his gun.

"boom."

"jingle!"

There was only a clear sound, and the bullet drifted to nowhere.

The crowd kept going.

"Evil, stop!" Perhaps it was the grief of his companion's death that overwhelmed his reason, or perhaps he was ashamed of being ignored, and the city guards chased after him with guns.

He shoots, shoots, and shoots again, the muzzle of the gun turns into a dazzling flow of color, and colorful clouds rise in the world of clear springs.

The priest stopped.

He has a purple robe with black stripes and only one arm.

He is very tall, so tall that the city guards feel like a dwarf goblin; he has an easy-going expression, so easy-going that just a smile makes the city guards feel like a spring breeze:

"Do you want to burn too?"

The city guard seemed to be in a dream. He seemed to have come to the most beautiful heaven, worshiped the saint holding the bell, and begged him to allow him to enter the Taoyuan.

In the dream, the saint stretched out a hand that seemed to exist but also did not exist: "Come with me to lay down the cornerstone of the Lord's kingdom."

The city guard also stretched out his hand towards the opponent. He felt himself getting smaller and smaller, and then fell down.

"He" is still walking forward.

Behind the vast crowd, there are thousands of corpses, and under the robes of the corpses, strange shapes are rising, melting and merging.

"It's not enough, the Lord's kingdom needs more firewood." The priest named Qifa walked in the joy of "exhorting", the flesh shell under his robe was rotting, he murmured to himself, the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily, "Archbishop, is this the result you are most looking forward to?"

Qifa looked at the very far away, the glowing tower that never goes out all day long, if it is fully lit, the city that never sleeps will usher in a real "nightless".

"Moxiu..." Qifa laughed, "I wish you and Luentia a happy time together under the abyss."

271. Omen of Disaster ([-])

The colossal crawling thing is like a fat centipede with thick or thin limbs, with rough or delicate or dark or pale arms entwined into one foot, and every few body segments, there are swollen sacs breathing under the cover of flesh and armor— —

The first end is flaring, and the flaps are turned to reveal buds, which are bright red like blood.When it opened, the egg case, which was as dense as an ant's nest, trembled in the wind. When it closed, the clattering sound fell silent immediately, and dark nightmares spit out into the sky, hatching despair.

Just looking at it for the first time is enough to make ordinary people lose their defenses, and their souls and flesh are stripped away in extreme desire.The spirit goes with the magic, aimlessly pursuing the dreamland filled with consciousness, just like the lamb under the shepherd's rule; Mourning howled in mutual warming embraces.

"jingle!"

At some point, Qifa became slender and tall, he stood out from the crowd, and also like a lighthouse in a storm, he walked proudly in the eyes of everyone, ferrying his soul to another world.

The dreams and wishes of the believers are the cornerstone of the merciful Father to build the kingdom of heaven, but from the point of view of the power and punishment system, the believers do not necessarily need to live and live in reality.The promise of the kingdom of heaven is enough for every clergyman to wield the awe-inspiring butcher knife, send the world an endless trial, and allow those chosen by fate to go to the final kingdom.

It is true that living and devout believers can continuously provide vow power, but how can careful cultivation be as fast and efficient as this rough harvest?There are countless sheep in the world, and it is a matter of course for some sheep to burn light and heat for the great cause.

"It's not enough..." Qifa's illusory figure overlapped, his eyes crossed the block blocked by heavy buildings, he heard the footsteps of Yan Ri's heavy equipment smashing the road, and whispered, "The timing is also very unfortunate..."

The dream suppressor covering the commercial port has been activated, but the defective product, which has been built for less than a month, is difficult to truly suppress Qifa except for detecting enemies.

In an instant, golden secret scripts ignited under Qifa's feet, and Lucas Reinhardt, who was a hundred meters away, held forward, the metal gauntlets shone with dazzling luster, and the rising floating light cast a golden awn to frighten him. Lock.

This is imprisonment, but also positioning.

Without any hesitation, streams of flames dragged their flaming tail feathers up into the dark red sky reflected by the lights, and the sound of air friction was ear-piercing, piercing through Qifa's body.

Qifa's expression remained the same, most of the vows and soul of "Xinhuo" would become the cornerstone of the Holy Father's Kingdom of Heaven, but some of them would remain in his spiritual vein symbol, [Taoyuan].

They are the best substitutes.

Qifa stepped out, leaving a silkworm-like shell in place, which was never bound by Lucas Reinhardt's lock.

The flames fell, and the radiance was overwhelming. In an instant, Qifa had stepped on the illusory stream under his feet. The peaceful village and the warm sunlight shone on Lucas Reinhardt's mask, and the house looked like——

Overwhelmed.

In an instant, Lucas Reinhardt felt that he was bearing the weight of a mountain. Although he knew that it was only an illusion, the muscles of his whole body were also tensed with the resistance of the heavy equipment. His blood surged, his face flushed, The seven orifices bleed.

The turbine on Yanri's heavy equipment chest was galloping, and the holy brilliance of Lieyang was pouring down, freeing Lucas Reinhardt from the current predicament. The knight commander reached out and slapped Qifa on the forehead, and the latter seemed to be strolling He leaned back, and another phantom of a fleshy shell was shed.

"Shh!"

The roaring blazing sun followed closely behind.

Qifa shed another layer of flesh like a ghost, ignoring the shackles of gravity, and passing by the huge arms of Yanri's heavy equipment, his feet were suspended several meters in the air, and his face was already attached to the mechanical visor .

Lucas Reinhardt saw a corrupt and depraved hand stretched out from under the empty sleeve of the other party, and he immediately confirmed the identity of the enemy——

Grace House, Qifa.