A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

Qifa snorted coldly, this time he used all his strength, the roots and vines in the Taoyuan merged into reality, and a sinister towering giant tree rose from the ground, and the giant tree fused human faces and human faces like ghouls. The torso, which overlooks the castle, wields a wrathful wand, releasing the poisonous mist of laziness and the pollen of lust, as if to devour and defile everything.

Cloris fled into the shadows again.

At this time, daylight suddenly descended on the city that never sleeps.

The girl was forced to sacrifice herself from the shadows, and she was almost pumped to a pulp by the roots, when Walsh Culler appeared in front of her in time to hold her hand.

In one moment, the world was spinning, and in the next moment, Walsh Kahler almost lost his strength and fell to the ground. The two of them changed positions with the stone pier 30 meters away, which almost drained the goblin's source of strength.

The greater the mass, volume, and distance between marked objects, the greater the consumption of Walsh Caller.

"What's that?" Walsh Caller screamed.

"Luentia is contracting the spectacle!" Cloris replied.

"He succeeded?"

"Otherwise why is there such a bright light!"

During the quick conversation between the two, Qifa held his palms like claws, and those roots bent into hooks like his movements: "Is your shadow still useful now? Be at ease, and lose to Qiangyun is yours." Glory..."

The roots stabbed at the girl and the goblin from all directions, and there was no way to avoid it.

"It's you who should be punished!"

Veronica didn't stop anymore, she expanded the territory of the hellfire, and put one hand on the ghoul's ever-proliferating forehead, trying to burn it up quickly, but the short distance of tens of meters cannot be achieved within a breath. To cross the obstacle, even if you travel through the dreamland from the "spirit" left in the souls of the two, you still need to prepare a few seconds in advance.

Roots come with original sin.

Qifa didn't intend to kill Cloris, it was not in his interest, if the girl died on the spot, her demon companion might entangle her forever and delay the plan.

However, the roots do not advance or retreat.

A mini puppet appeared in front of the roots, and it emerged a smooth round mirror, which reflected on all the roots, turning the evil breath into a spring-like holiness.

Qifa couldn't hide his anger in astonishment: "Mirror of Twins! The third-party killer in Yixing that day was you!!"

290. Strong Luck ([-])

Qifa has calculated thousands of times, but he has not counted this point——Sachima of Grace House is not only Cloris of the Evangelical Correctional Institute, but also the cruel butcher of that bloody night.

He always thought that the original intention of the three guys in front of him to fight against him was to save the young succubus. After all, it was reasonable for the two sides to form a relationship by buying the other party's compatriots.

Walsh Culler stole his "firewood", and Qifa could also see that the goblin was holding a promotion ceremony, and the conflict of interest between the two parties was actually not deep.

If it were any other time, Qifa would not particularly care about Walsh Culler stealing thousands of people's beliefs to be promoted, but now he needs enough souls, and Walsh Culler is looking for death and bumping into him. Just the muzzle.

However, this girl had intentionally killed the white-clothed priest of the Mercy Academy a few months ago. It had nothing to do with the succubus, and she didn't need to kill to help the goblin get promoted. What was she planning?

"You have long been the ghost of the Church of the Sun in the Grace House? No... The Church of the Sun will not cooperate with demons!" Qifa was shocked to find that there was a hidden force that he had never been aware of was targeting the Grace House!

Qifa calculated: "After the apocrypha appeared in your and Walsh Calle's jurisdiction, Walsh Calle went to Pingfeng Town to find Pavaro, and shifted the responsibility for the apocrypha to Pavaro's missionary jurisdiction …Shortly after this incident, Meistek led people to slaughter my congregants, and the Church of the Sun decided to attack the Grace House after that!" Qifa's expression was distorted, and his foggy face floated faintly, "You establish the Gospel education The one who joins the Church of the Sun is definitely not sincerely loyal, you are the one who reaps the benefits, who do you...represent?" The more he thought about it, the more terrifying he felt, "Okay, it's a good plan, you must have planned this matter for a long time , I made a mistake, very well, I remember you, Shaqima, no, Cloris... I don’t think people like you have a real name, do you?”

After listening to Qifa's analysis, Veronica suddenly realized.

Her little wild cat is a disciple of the Void, which must represent a certain branch of the Void. Of course, the succubus doesn't care about the grievances between the Disciple of the Void and the Grace House. Veronica only thought that her vision was right, and she praised it silently I have done it myself.

Qifa has not yet thought about the disciples of the Void. Although the Phayana woman mentioned the Void when the unclean ghost died, she has always talked crazily. More than once, so Qifa never cared.

Objectively speaking, he himself has not dealt with disciples of the void.

Cloris watched the round mirror suddenly shattered after excessive use, without any distress.

The shadow puppet made using the symbol of the spiritual vein itself is weaker than the main body, and its personality is far lower than that of Taoyuan of Qifa. At this moment, it is extraordinary to be able to block the blow of the roots as a consumable.

The girl led the goblin back to Veronica's direction, and said in her mouth, "Aren't you a lucky person, you must be lucky, and you will die in a place with good geomantic omen."

The mysterious nature of flow interferes with and transforms the environment, and can even produce wonders in the natural world, so this world is also said to be a treasured land of geomantic omen.

"My strong fortune is in the place I predicted, and you..." Qifa clapped his hands, "It's hidden deep, beyond my calculation."

"But you..." At this time, Cloris' voice suddenly sounded not far from Qifa's side, "Lieyang" was loaded and roared on Qifa's face, "In my calculation."

The "Cloris" who originally talked to Qifa turned into silk threads entwined with phantoms and spread out, while the deity wearing [Hide and Seek] went around when Qifa's attention was diverted.

"Difficult to deal with." Qifa said.

His conversation with Cloris was not just to waste time, but to find a gap to escape from the wall of hell.

Qifa did not expect Cloris' attack to be so unprepared, but he was already prepared to escape, and he was naturally vigilant to the extreme. When the "scorching sun" roared, a strong wind blew up under the night, he walked away with the wind, and the flames burned Entering the corner of Taoyuan, countless cottages are left in ruins.

Even if the [toy gun] hits every shot, Cloris' substantial damage to Qifa is still minimal.

But on the other side, Veronica waited countless times, and it was impossible to miss Qifa's chance to dodge. The wall of hell she had already raised dyed the local sky red——

"Crack!"

A chain spewed out from the giant human head in the wall, and ran through Qifa's left shoulder blade. Even though he was wearing the night of Taoyuan, even if he turned into a nightmare, he still couldn't escape the sanction from hell.

"Crack!"

Another chain passed through the knees, and the erratic figure like a strange dust haze suddenly solidified.

"Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha!"

Riddled with holes.

At the same time, the boiling oil burning with the fire of hell drilled into Qifa's soul along the chain, and countless wailing voices sounded, and Qifa's face was calm.

However, no matter how calm he looked on the surface, the fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead still betrayed him.

After all, Qifa is not as good as Moxiu. Even if he fights Veronica with his death will, he can only barely be suppressed, not to mention, he always wants to escape.

"Is the strong luck still on you, my lord bishop?" Cloris sneered.

"Hey..." Qifa opened his mouth wide, but the chain sealed his throat, and he could only make the sound of gurgling blood. He stretched out his hand towards the girl not far away, but he couldn't make any movement——

This man prevented the Diru family from annexing the Indigull Club.

This person turned Luntia against Mercy House.

This man caused the Church of the Sun to wage war.

It was also her who extinguished the fire that should have been burning, so that her Taoyuan could not be reborn.

Where did I lose?Qifa still can't figure it out.

Where did this person come from, why did she oppose the holy religion, what exactly did she want, how long did she and the forces behind her plan for this moment?

Qifa knew that he had already lost half of the game, and the situation in the city that never sleeps had already been defeated.

At this moment, it has nothing to do with Luntia whether he becomes a demigod or whether Moxiu dies.

"It's going, ho ho ho," Qifa's voice was filled with blood, "you..."

The night suddenly shrunk, and tens of thousands of souls in Taoyuan suddenly burst into mournful wailing. Those souls rushed towards Cloris, and the premonition of death approached the girl's intuition. Ka immediately countered, and the chains carried the fire of hell to the souls of the dead, making it difficult for them to cross the burning moat.

It was also at this time that Qifa's body was torn apart, and he was torn apart, and he broke free from the shackles of the chain!

"Don't let him run away!" Cloris yelled, "I'm going to kill this bastard!!"

In the Grace House, Cloris hated Qifa very much.She knew that there were too many villains in the jungle where the strong preyed on the weak, but Qifa's deeds were a million times more vicious than those people.What's more vicious is that he did this kind of thing with his own hands, not only did he not have any regrets or guilt, but he took it for granted and packaged it as glory.

Since she was an enemy of this kind of person, it was impossible for Cloris to let him live.

As for Ying 21, the girl will hold back appropriately, but Qifa, she only feels that a thousand cuts to death is not enough.

"Strong wind, trip him up for me!"

Walsh Kahler got up, and at the moment when Qifa fled, he suddenly discovered (appeared) earth-shaking changes in the perception field. While the illusory pictures overlapped with the reality, there was a slight offset, showing Adjacent Possibilities -

【Gear of Destiny】.

He immediately chose one of the ones he saw and cast a prophecy.

The strong wind of the wind season suddenly became stronger, and it blew on Qifa with a whistling sound, causing the bishop who was desperately injured to escape the bondage of hell to fall to pieces, but the next moment, Qifa got up without any delay, and he Dragging pools of blood, he drilled into the depths of the city...

291. Strong Luck ([-])

Qifa was heading towards the commercial port, and the city was in a mess. Survivors who hadn’t evacuated in time were lying under the bed boards at home or hiding in the cellar, and wandering ghouls were everywhere in the streets.

Ghouls are relatively common dark creatures. Although there are many classifications, they can generally be regarded as dead flesh shells that have been revived with the remaining "spirit" and are living pieces of flesh.

These "spirits" bring them chaotic memories and simple thinking. The strongest emotions during their lifetime often become the main source of motivation for ghouls besides predation. The memories and emotions in it still won't dissipate, it gathers pieces of meat together, melts thousands of ghouls, and then becomes the crawling giant that Cloris saw.

Now, the dangerous ghouls are mostly cleared out, but the wandering low-level ghouls will not be solved for a while.

The streets were a mess and empty.

Cloris followed the bloodstains on the street, she didn't dare to chase too fast, and kept vigilant at all times, while thinking about the purpose of Qifa's choice of this escape route.

Does he still want to strengthen himself by creating death?

Suffering such serious injuries, and being hunted down by himself and Veronica, not to mention that Shanggang still has a garrison of the Flame Knight Guards, if Qifa dares to expand as before, it is tantamount to seeking his own death.

The girl has never underestimated strange methods, she is always worried that the other party has some hidden tricks, and she wants to catch herself off guard.

However, nothing happened.

"I saw traces of Qifa on that road." Veronica appeared next to Cloris, reminding her gently.

"Is there blood?"

"No, I recalled the memory of a ghoul that saw Qifa passing by 5 minutes ago."

For the dream walker, the streets are full of ectoplasm that has been metabolized by the soul, and these ectoplasm form the incomplete "spirit", which contains the memory of a period of time.

Cloris asked, "Have you seen Qifa's spirit?"

Veronica shook her head: "No matter how you say it, Chifa is also a high-ranking nightmare. Even with ectoplasm metabolism, he can prevent the loss of memory."

"Go and see," said Cloris.

The two walked through an alley, and found bloodstains again, standing at the end of the alley in purple robes, with their backs to them.

"Qifa!"

no respond.

Veronica snapped her fingers, and the flames of hell burned towards the purple robe, but the other party still didn't respond.

The succubus frowned.

At this moment, the purple robe turned around slowly, a heart was exposed, beating thumpingly.

"Ghoul? That bastard..." Cloris scolded, "You've been fooled!"

"That's at least a part of Qifa," Veronica said with an ugly face, "he fed the heart to the ghoul."

At this time, the ghoul spoke: "I admit my failure this time, Shaqima. But, no one will keep losing, strong luck... Hehe, you are the real strong luck, when we meet next time , I will not pay any price to fate again... Kaka Kaka Kaka Kaka!"

Before it finished speaking, the ghoul's tyrannical instinct took over the fleshy shell, and rushed towards the two menacingly.

Veronica snapped her fingers again, and the hellfire on the ghoul became more intense, burning upwards from childhood.Every time it took a step, its body would become shorter, and when it crawled in front of the succubus, only the corpse oil was still burning.

"Ugh-"

Suddenly, the Tower of Light shone with purple and pink light.

The light is ambiguous, dangerous, sinister, alluring and hallucinogenic.

"Is this the power of spectacle?" Cloris asked with a frown.

That picture has nothing to do with the sun in any way.

"It's Bernice..." Veronica finally became cautious, "This is a sign that her spiritual veins are out of control."

"What level?"

"..." Veronica was silent for a moment, and said, "The final form is calamity, of course, it has not fully diffused, and it is actually lower."

Well, misfortune.

Cloris didn't have an accurate concept of disasters, so she asked, "How about rating the curse of 'Requesting Dream Corpse'?"

"Let me evaluate it, it's a third-level catastrophe, not to mention it's about to be suppressed now," Veronica looked at the girl and sighed, "Cloris, you don't understand, every disaster-level skill is Equivalent to the embodiment of theocracy, he can directly descend to the realm of gods, and can continue to regenerate and spread... Can you imagine me desperately releasing hell to connect him with this world? Carson Knorris wants to destroy The Radiance Tower, my original proposal was to make Bernice lose control."

"Perhaps Carson Knorris had already planned to do so when he chose Bernice." Cloris did not blame the problem on the succubus, she asked, "Can it be stopped?"

"It's hard, I can only try to pray to the dreamland for great power, or attract hell, and interfere with Bernice's calamity, but..."

"Led the wolf into the house, right?" Cloris shook her head.

Isn't it easy to solve a small city that never sleeps?