messenger from the wasteland

Chapter 156 Mr. What?

The land of nothing, this is a place passed down among the demons. It is said that there was a church of God earlier, a huge church, its bell reaches the sky, and its foundation covers the earth .

Until the god died, the church collapsed, and there was nothing but a wasteland.

Later, it was rumored that the will left by the gods did something there, and as for what it did, the demons were not so clear.

Just listening to Lucifer who is still in communication with God's will, it seems to be picking a messenger, using a way that is more cruel than the devil.

There were corpses everywhere, more like hell than hell.

At that time, the demons still laughed at the will left by the gods for doing their demonic deeds.

And now, Mammon finally saw this messenger born from hell.

"You are, Sunday..."

Mammon said in a low voice, looking deeply at Chu.

"Why are you in this world?"

Chu raised a palm, held it in the void, and a pitch-black cane appeared in her hand.

Flicking a few stick flowers casually, standing the cane beside him, Chu raised his head and said.

"Come on order."

But in fact, it was the first time I heard that she had such a name as Sunday.It can't be blamed that she doesn't know, it's just a name spread among demons.

In the distance, Lorna and the others nervously watched the confrontation between Chu and Mammon. They still thought that Chu was just a high-level magician, and of course it might be higher. No need to bother to explain what unscientific abilities.

"Heh." Mammon smiled heavily and narrowed her eyes: "I came here on orders, why don't you face me with your true face?"

"Believe it or not, this is what I really look like." Chu said lightly, but he didn't stop, and walked towards Mammon.

When her words fell, her figure had already appeared in front of Mammon, and the cane in her hand was lifted heavily, striking Mammon's jaw.

Just like the giant who trained the eagle in the myth, he smashed the eagle's beak to make the flying eagle obey him.

"boom!"

Under Chu's unexpected gaze, Mammon took the cane in his hand.

Mammon squatted on the ground, holding Chu's cane in his hand, raised its dark red eyes, and there was undisguised anger in them.

"No matter where you were born, on Sunday, I want you to know who it is that stands before you."

"I am an angel who has stood by God's side since the beginning of God's creation. Even if I become a demon later, I am one of the most noble existences in the world. How dare you humiliate me like this, you..."

"boom!"

Before Mammon could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a cane that hit it in the face. It flew sideways, rolled a few times on the ground, and then crashed into the wall of the secret room.

Standing at the beginning, holding a cane in his hand and waving, with some blank looks in his eyes.

To be honest, she didn't hear what Mamen said clearly, she just talked so much once when she saw someone fighting.

"call!"

The strong wind blew up and swept away the smoke and dust. Mammon walked out with its wings raised. Its complexion was extremely cold, and its red pupils reflected Chu's figure.

"You, prepare to die."

It didn't stay for a moment, opened its hands with sharp claws, and tore Xiang Chu's neck.

It was as fast as a gust of wind, and ordinary people's eyes couldn't even keep up with its speed, but in the blink of an eye, its sharp claws were already attached to Chu's neck.

But the sharp claws didn't hit Chu, they just scratched in the air, leaving a trace.

Chu Ze appeared behind Mammon at the next moment, hooked its neck with a cane, stepped on its leg, and kneeled it on the ground.

Mammon knelt down suddenly, her knees cracked the floor, but a sneer curled up at the corner of her mouth.

It crossed its eyes, looked at Chu behind him, didn't care about its own situation, and said unhurriedly.

"You know, I have many names, mammon, greed, and the false god, the false false god of fraud."

In front of Chu, the mammon shattered into a puff of mist, and another mammon appeared beside her, with his palm pierced into her chest, holding her heart.

"You have made an unforgivable mistake." Mamen curled her lips and looked at Chu playfully, as if the anger just now was fake.

"Confess to me."

Its palm clenched suddenly, crushing Chu's heart into pieces, like a fatal blow.

The merchants couldn't help but wanted to scream, but before they could yell out, Chu had already taken a step back.

A tangle of black silk thread emerged from her chest, re-sewing her heart and chest together without leaving a scar from the wound.

Marchel, who watched all this, became even more excited. The messenger of immortality, he can't be wrong, immortal, he hurriedly found his notes from the workbench, opened them to confirm.

Mammon's grin froze on his face.

I touched my chest for the first time, and the feeling of my heart being crushed was not good.

"Sorry, you can't kill me."

As she spoke, she looked indifferently at Mamen, who was still maintaining the previous movement.

"So I will send you away in as gentle a way as possible, honorable Mr. What."

There are too many names of the other party, she can't remember, and she doesn't bother to remember.

She just said and held Mammon's face with her hands.

"boom!"

Mammon didn't have time to dodge, only felt the world spinning for a while, and its side face was pressed into the ground.

Then it's just lifting and dropping again and again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The ground shook, and the corners of the people on both sides watched twitchingly, watching Chu bend down, smashing Mamen's head into the floor again and again.

In the first few times, Mammon still struggled, but later Mammon's body stopped moving, and continued to smash until the ground was smashed into a deep hole, and the cracks spread to the corners. Both of Mamen's heads were smashed to a bloody mess, Chu Cai gradually stopped.

Although her memory has been recovered, Chu is not the ignorant woman she used to be, but being killed in front of the summoner, this kind of embarrassing thing still makes her a little angry.

Fortunately, the way she expresses her anger is very tactful, there will be no such bloody and violent things as ace air battles or muscular beatings, just smashing something shyly, so Mamen walks peacefully.

Throwing Mammon, who was almost unconscious, on the ground, Chu stood up and looked at the culprit of this incident, Marchel by the workbench.

Just when she was thinking about how to deal with the other party, Mammon who fell on the ground made a sound.

"It's no use begging me for mercy now, Sunday."

(End of this chapter)