Aura Hunter

After a few seconds of thinking, Ye Chen immediately confirmed to Ding Moruo:

"So, you chose to betray the church from the time before the honest believer was promoted to the holy believer, right?"

Ding Moro sneered, admitted with disdain.

"Yes."

"If I ignorantly and blindly succumbed to the holy light at that time, I might now be an Archbishop under the Pope in the Central Church. I'm done."

"After all, back in the day, my reputation in the local church was very good..."

"Excellent in character and study, high in morals, The people are full of praise, and the kind of talent that the elders have high hopes for..."

"However, even if it really becomes an Archbishop, what's the point?"

"In the end, they're nothing but worker bees with a higher reputation."

"Everyone who is loyal to the church, whether Knight or priest, is a group of self-satisfied people living in falsehood The insects."

"Since ancient times, it has always been like this, it has always been like this————!" When the voice fell, Ding Moruo's breath became heavier and heavier. , like a wild beast about to get out of the cage, exuding a soul-stirring resentment and murderous aura.

However, this negative sentiment is not directed at Ye Chen, but directed at the holy light and the church far behind the scenes.

It seems that, compared to the Aura hunter and the Aura hunting group, this clown obviously hates the Holy Spirit Anglinoander, and hates all the servants in his name from the bottom of his heart.

Ye Chen naturally doesn't know what Ding Moruo has experienced in the church in the past, so that the appearance of this pair of hair stands up in anger now seems to have some kind of deep hatred with holy light. ......

However, with the development of this conversation to this point, Ye Chen has been able to fully believe that the crazy clown standing in front of him now really belongs to the Pleasure Theater. A very extraordinary existence.

Whether it is strength, background, experience, or the knowledge and concepts hidden in the brain, even if it is placed in this group of eccentric organizations, Ding Moluo is indeed an outlier. King.

His power was not caused by the wind.

Ding Moro has experienced a lot.

Ding Moruo also knows a lot.

Although I am not sure how much of the clown's previous speech is true and how much is false...

But now Ye Chen has to admit it , the backbone clown standing in front of him now is indeed far different from the other clowns he has encountered in the past.

This devout cleric who once served holy light has now become a cruel devil with blood on his hands.

Too unusual...

Even in the eyes of Ye Chen, who is used to seeing winds and waves...

The existence of Ding Moruo is really abnormal enough to make him feel hairy on his back!

(This guy is far more dangerous than the three major abyss body species.)

Clearly understood this fact, Ye Chen's muscles immediately stopped. Constantly tense up.

This conversation did not let him dig directly into the opening of "Spirit World", but let him further understand the terrifying and weirdness of Ding Mo Luo.

At the same time, Ding Moruo ignored the soaring vigilance in Ye Chen's line of sight, and lowered his head to watch his hands silently.

I saw that pair of pale and slender palms, first tightly held by him, and then slowly released by him.

It's like someone with mental disorder trying to grasp something illusory that doesn't exist.

Such bizarre behavior was repeated several times in succession by Ding Moro.

Then, as if returning to reality from fantasy, Ding Moruo finally put down his hands, raised his pale face, took a deep breath, and moved towards Ye Chen in a cold tone. The voice asked:

"Boy, what do you think..."

"For a clergyman who serves the gods for a living..."

"What kind of ending is the most ironic, the most ridiculous, and the most tragic?"

Ye Chen chose to remain silent.

"..."

Then, with a hoarse and low voice, Ding Moruo started a question and answer word by word:

"Is it painful to meet death?"

"No."

"It's too ordinary."

"It's my own Betrayed by the faith?"

"No."

"If such a thing really happened, it only means that the vision of this person who serves the gods is not good enough, and he is not qualified to go Resenting others."

"So, is it the god that he swore to follow his whole life was slaughtered by the Ability God, and then his existence was completely destroyed and obliterated?"

"No."

"Although this ending is very tragic, it is far from the realm that I have experienced..."

With the step-by-step progress of self-questioning and self-answering , The hideous folds on Ding Moruo's face became more and more deep, and the protruding blue veins filled his skin, like a pile of densely packed pale maggots.

At the same time, the air surrounding Ding Moruo also became heavier and more oppressive, like an ancient well exuding a sense of resentment, filled with the desire to kill and revenge.

Ye Chen continued to keep his silence, quietly waiting for Ding Moruo's next sentence.

"It's not... neither..."

Then, Ding Moruo's eyes flickered, his teeth and lips trembled, his voice was blurred, his body swayed, and his The image and temperament have changed from the original insane clown to a stray dog who seems to be tortured and played by reality.

"For a clergyman..."

"The most tragic fate in the world..."

" Nothing is more than his god was slaughtered by the Ability God... and he returned to the dust with full of grief..."

"As a result, he was removed from Yellow Springs by the Ability God. It has been pulled back and given a new and false life!"

"And then..."

"Through childhood! He was constantly instilled by the people around him. The slave thought that he wants to live for Ability God and die for Ability God!"

"Suffering all kinds of hypocritical praise!"

"Suffering all kinds of disgust His expectations!"

"Even he himself is happy and satisfied with it day and night!"

Talking to himself to this point, Ding Moro After all, he was completely out of control emotionally, and immediately raised his head and roared hysterically:

"Holy light polluted my bloodline ——————!"

"holy light tampered with my life experience ——————!"

"holy light made me completely forget my true master ——————!"

"Not 'holy light' ——————!"

"It's 'Netherworld' ——————!"

"His existence—— ———!”

“His traces ——————!”

“His all ——————!”

"Under the enslavement of holy light, I forgot about him and betrayed him————!"

"As the Pope who should be dead to the Nether Allah... I was deceived! I was toyed with! I was forced to become a loyal servant of the mortal enemy holy light! I wasted my youth and time for decades, and committed decades of taboos and sins————!”

"Ugh ——————!"

"Anglianoander ——————!"

"I Dingmore Luo hates your Evil God from the bottom of his heart ————!"

"A hundred years of days and nights after the memory is revived! I am eager to tear down your hypocritical veil all the time! That filthy flesh! Trample your despicable dive might ——————!"

"Aura hunting group! Holy light church! Even the whole holy light pure land!"

"Everything about you makes me so sick and so resentful!"

"How much I want to destroy it all aaa hhhh —————————————————————! "