My Evil Girlfriend Freya

Chapter 170 The Responsibilities of the Holy Maiden

Eve looked expectant. At this time, who else can help me besides this man in front of me?Eve gradually became dependent on Chris.

The clansmen were at an absolute disadvantage, and the divine bird died at such a critical moment, who else could Eve turn to for help?

"Please,"

The girl's eyes were full of tears, and she clasped her hands on her chest and began to pray.

"Please, help me..."

Chris nodded,

"I will do it."

"Shh..."

Black tentacles appeared from the feet of each werewolf... Chris stood not far from Eve's body, quietly watching the changes on the battlefield, as if all these changes had nothing to do with him.

However, the situation on the battlefield has changed in an instant.

The black tentacles bind the proud legs of werewolves, limiting their speed, so that they can only attack the black tentacles under their feet in panic, but the black tentacles seem to be composed of a cloud of mist, no matter how they attack, Can't make the black tentacles collapse...

As time progressed, the werewolf's legs seemed to be tied with heavy weights, and they were completely unable to move. Some even felt that their legs had been broken... They lost the sensation of their legs.

As a result, some werewolves began to howl.

When the werewolf was struggling hoarsely, these black tentacles bound them even tighter.

The werewolf, the leader of the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, is not feeling well,
"Is this the disappearing tentacle family?"

High-level werewolves obviously need to be more knowledgeable, and their strength is stronger than that of ordinary demons.Facing the cold binding of the black tentacles, he tried to break free from the shackles inside.

"Do you think this little trick can trap us?"

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Eve and her people have never seen such a strange side. It seems that Chris is more terrifying than the current devil. Is such a strong man really human?
For the first time, Eve began to believe that maybe Chris is not a god, but the god in his mouth?
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On the battlefield, only Chris is not in a hurry.

Werewolves have strong willpower and will not give up lightly in any difficult situation. This allows individual werewolves to have the ability to break through the talent value, which is all exposed in the emerald eyes.

Chris thought of a better way to use such a race, so since there is no look of fear yet, it is better to play some games with them.

Chris pointed his finger at one of the werewolves...

The black tentacles began to climb from the werewolf's feet little by little, gradually plundering the werewolf's perception and vision, allowing the darkness to completely envelop him and plunge him into the cold.

soon.

This werewolf clan couldn't resist. When these black tentacles gave more black power back to Chris, this brother werewolf clan had become a nourishment.

A living werewolf disappeared out of thin air.

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Then came the Twelve Knights of the Round Table...the elites of the werewolf clan.

Werewolves have strong spiritual power and will not easily generate negative emotions such as fear.But once their spirits are defeated by Chris, they will generate a lot of negative energy for Chris.

Thus began the unusually long battle.

One by one, one by one... Chris began to eliminate the werewolves on the field.

No one stopped Chris, because none of the werewolves could move.But as this fear gradually spread, it was meaningless to deal with a werewolf alone.

Seeing the defeat of their companions, the werewolves have begun to have negative emotions as a whole.

At the end, it was time for Chris to harvest this dark ability.

In the end, the battle is clear.

Perhaps the werewolves will become the history of the demons from today.

The Black Wings took Eve to the side carefully, and looked at Chris very vigilantly.

"You are human, why do you want to save us?"

Chris looked at Eve,
"Okay, now I ask a question, do you want to follow me, or stay here..."

Eve's eyes were full of reluctance,
"Why do I have to leave here?"

Chris said,

"For them...to live?"

The Black Wing tribe not far away thought that Chris was threatening Eve, and had already surrounded Eve, but Eve knew that Chris was not threatening herself, but telling herself how to get out of the current predicament.

She took a deep breath, her slightly flat chest rising and falling.

As long as the current Demon King is still in power for a day, it is impossible for Eve to stay in her hometown, and she is destined to start wandering endlessly.Rather than wandering alone, it would be better to have this human being by my side.

"Everyone, please trust me, and please trust this human being, after all, he saved our lives."

Eve walked out from among the Black Wing tribe, came to Chris, and took the initiative to hold Chris's hand.

"Sorry everyone, I'm leaving again now."

"When I return to the Demon Race, I won't be separated from everyone..."

Eve clenched her little hand into a fist and followed Chris out of her own town.

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Chris and Eve walked towards the distance, and there were no members of the Black Wing clan here.

Suddenly Eve asked,

"Are you really the God of Darkness?"

"If it's a fake replacement."

Eve seemed to remember something, and stopped in front of Chris,
"Does the failure of the divine bird's last blessing have anything to do with that saint?"

Chris nodded,

"To be precise, it's like this... I preemptively made you my saint, so that strange big bird couldn't use you as nourishment for rebirth... It looks like I saved you again."

"Ah, so..."

Eve seems to be trying to distinguish the truth from what Chris said, but Chris has been helping her until now, making Eve trust Chris more.

Becoming a saint also partially changed Eve's physical fitness.Eve doesn't want to pay attention to so much anymore, what she wants to know most now is...

"So where are we going now?"

Chris suddenly stopped on the stump in front of him,
"I'm going to kill a human, but before that, I need to help with something."

"help me?"

Eve vaguely had a bad premonition.

"That's right, to help you, now, Eve, I let you come here in the name of the God of Darkness..."

Eve clasped her hands together, looking very nervous.

Chris pulled her gently to his side, and then helped Eve to sit on his lap.Chris touched the pair of black wings with his hands, and Eve suddenly made a nervous voice, ah.

"Don't be nervous, these are the duties of the saint..."

"Saint, me?"

Eve seemed to understand something.

"Do you really want to do this?"

Eve's face is flushed like a tomato on a tree~
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(End of this chapter)