Fist of Imagination

The electric drill mercilessly pierced the back of the Gothic girl's head, and the drill head exposed to the air was like a layer of ketchup.

At this time, Liang De suddenly remembered that he had not told the evil-faced maid why he wanted to kill her.

To punish without teaching is called cruelty, which seems to damage the morality of men.

Liang De saw that the soul of the evil-faced maid had not yet dissipated from her body, and immediately used a mouthful of highly concentrated natural power to nurse her back.

The Gothic girl who escaped death immediately released the revengeful evil face bound in the embroidery on her skirt. Eight pure black resentful ghost faces howled and pounced on Liang De. She suddenly tore off the collar that Liang De was holding, and fled to the back with her hands and feet.

Mr. Liang's end-of-life education speech was choked in his throat. He sighed as he looked at the attacking black resentful spirits, waved his hand and threw out a few half-red and half-white hollow balls, accurately hitting the eight black ghost faces with resentful expressions.

As soon as the red and white balls touched the vengeful spirits in the air, they immediately split apart and sucked in the eight black vengeful evil faces that had completed the final ritual.

These soul-catching balls were made by him based on the principle of the Odman Soul Storage Bottle in the True Essence Dream. They were specially used to capture the spirits carrying these vengeful evil faces, so as not to accidentally kill them in battle.

After all, they were all poor people who had no choice.

Poor people may indeed be hateful, but where can we find a perfect poor person?

If the evil face sect's blood for blood was simply to help the weak because of pity for their misfortune and anger at their lack of struggle, it would be fine, but their main purpose was to obtain youth and beauty through the ritual of bathing in the blood of the weak, and the revenge of exterminating the whole family was just to enhance the power of the evil face vengeful spirits.

Those women who were abused by their families, the students who were bullied, the small vendors who were blackmailed, the disabled beggars who were controlled... They were just victims of their rituals to obtain youth and beauty and extraordinary power.

When Liang De used the electric drill to drill through the Gothic girl's forehead, he used the two-phase communication method to search her memory. The information he got made him feel extremely disgusted.

I wanted to scold you first...

To punish without teaching is called cruelty?

I think you can't teach well, so let's abuse.

Liang De extended his innate divine power of internal energy tentacles to pull back the "resurrected" evil-faced maid. The blue decoration electric drill outputted steadily, and blood and flesh flew, just like a hawthorn thrown into a wall-breaking machine.

The delicate white skin of the evil-faced maid collapsed and fell off under the high-speed rotating drill bit, revealing an ugly face full of scars and old age.

There was a bang in the air, and the artillery technique released by more than a dozen evil-faced maids had been chanted. A thick black and red artillery shot across the air and shot towards Liang De.

Liang De tilted his head to avoid the black and red artillery beam from the front, then threw the Gothic girl in his hand, and stuffed a set of specially made and powerful steel sand bombs of the Marine Department into her skirt when he let go.

The Gothic girl, who was curled up after being pierced through the forehead, was like a black bowling ball, whistling over more than a dozen dining tables, and exploded after knocking down more than a dozen companions who were chanting in the back row.

The dazzling fire and the splashing steel sand made three or four evil-looking maids who had no time to defend and dodge into the shape of dark chocolate wafers, crisp and fluffy.

Liang De adjusted his black tie with his left hand and walked forward slowly with the decoration electric drill in his right hand. The evil-looking maids in the dark red sunglasses raised their skirts in panic, and hundreds of screaming black ghost faces flew out from the embroidery on the skirts, forming a ghost face shield wall.

The black-red artillery beam did not dissipate after being avoided by Liang De, but instead squirmed and circled in the air like a living thing.

The black-red beam was like a mutated bloated roundworm, twitching and shrinking, with deep flesh wrinkles on the skin, and highly corrosive sticky juices slid down from the flesh folds in large clumps.

After a short period of charging, the black-red bloated roundworm ejected and pounced on Liang De at a faster speed than before.

Liang De jumped into the air to dodge the attack of the black-red bloated roundworm. The strength of the extraordinary power was just so-so, but the problem was that it was too disgusting.

Today, I finally wore a formal suit and tie to dress up as a thug gentleman. If I was drenched by the juice of this fat worm, I would never be a delicate boy again.

I am Nicholas Liang De, don't do this.

He vibrated his surface muscles to manipulate the airflow to float in the air, thinking about the next tactic, and glanced at his partner Li Zhixian in another war zone.

The collar of her white shirt under her air lieutenant uniform was already stained with blood, and the blood rain in the air was still dripping.

Li Zhixian grabbed the ankle of a beautiful boy in black dungarees and smashed him from one end of the tea party to the other without blinking. A pair of thick-soled military boots left footprints on the obsidian floor, and stone chips flew.

Those delicate and handsome evil god servants were picked up by Li Zhixian one by one and blasted upwards with a volley hammer. The remaining ceiling of the basement seemed to be stained with more than a dozen clumps of durian-shaped mosquito blood.

She swung the weak and beautiful boy in black knee-high socks in her hand and smashed it down at the champagne tower in the center of the tea party, smashing the five-layer crystal goblet that had not yet been filled with champagne.

The head of the evil god's servant smashed the long table covered with a white tablecloth, and the magic arrays used for buffering and defense were instantly destroyed by the fierce violence. The beautiful boy with a feminine face collapsed to the ground, barely breathing.

"I'll make you wear a fake one!"

Li Zhixian rolled up his sleeves and was about to go up to finish the job when he heard the weak, half-dead young man on the ground struggling and saying:

"The ugly men's clothing... I designed it myself. I am not a copycat..."

Li Zhixian looked at the blood-red figure on the ground through his sunglasses, and kicked him up to the ceiling, making him look like the same shape as the previous church members who had gone up to heaven.

"I let you drink such damn good champagne, how can a pretty boy get so much money!"

The black-red bloated roundworm once again passed by Liang De. It hit the black ghost-faced shield wall in front of the remaining seven or eight evil maidens, absorbing more dark magic and resentment from it, and then bounced back. Liang De in the air.

Liang De has used the Innate Gangqi Moon Style to cut off this roundworm four or five times, but every time a large amount of black energy quickly emerges from the facial features densely covered on the ghost-faced shield wall to repair the bloated roundworm's injuries.

Good guy, it's a disgusting thing that can regenerate at super speed.

The key is to destroy the ghost-faced shield wall that continuously provides dark magic power, but doing so will inevitably make the spirits of the vengeful demons that make up the shield wall fly away, so Liang De has not taken action yet.

Li Zhixian took out the heart-shaped vanity mirror case from his hunting suit pocket, opened it and held it up high.

"Give me power, He-Man!"

I told you not to shout out your famous lines when you transform!

I'm going to call the police in disguise next time you do this!

Li Zhixian raised her head in the pure white magic. Wearing a magical girl's dress, she raised her ax gun, which was two feet tall. Nine pure white magic arrays lit up from the beginning to the end of the gun, and contained the terrifying bombardment of light balls in the ax gun. Front-end convergence.

She pointed her axe-gun magic weapon straight ahead, and the target of the bombardment was the ghost-faced shield wall blocking the evil maid.

Li Zhixian, the first-class captain of the Evil Disaster Bureau, has never been a soft-hearted woman.

The ghost face, the incarnation of the vengeful evil, trembled under the huge pressure of magic power.

This may not be a necessary sacrifice, but her eyes did not waver in the slightest.

Article 7 of the Combat Discipline of the Evil God and Magical Disaster Management Bureau Magical Girls Unit:

Under no circumstances will any hostage threats be accepted.

The pure white light ball at the front of Li Zhixian's ax gun became brighter and brighter, as if something extremely dazzling was about to break out of the light ball.

Liang De stood between the upcoming bombardment magic and the revenge evil.

He turned his back to Li Zhixian and lit a menthol cigarette in his lungs.

"Just wait a moment and let me try."

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