The Missionary of the Second Dimension

Emilia tried hard to recognize her current direction, but found that she still couldn't do anything.

"in the end..."

"Hey hey hey... oh oh oh oh...!"

The girl's question was interrupted, reminiscent of crazy laughter filling the eardrums.

Then, Emilia saw it.

A cheek that looked too small was less than half a meter away from him.

The deep-set eye sockets and dark green hair looked particularly terrifying against the firelight, and the black pupils flickered with a look of madness.

There is no emotion involved, just madness.

"Oh?"

A dull voice came out of the slightly opened mouth|mouth.

"You... are really interesting."

After that, the man completely prostrated himself on the ground as if worshiping, and slowly crawled over like a twisted snake.

The black robe with an unknown pattern on his body was stained with dust, on his pale cheeks, the pair of green eyes stared, and both eyeballs seemed to protrude.

"You... who are you?!"

Emilia felt the fear from this lunatic man, and her body shrank back involuntarily, but she only touched the cold rock wall.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. .It must be love|love|love|love|love|love|love——!"

"..."

The girl's heart became even more frightened.

"In the end...in the end, let me see it! My witch! The witch I admire! The witch I yearn for! The witch I hope for! This is the witch's favor|love for me!"

Standing up from the ground like a ghost.

The thin cheeks were morbidly pale, but at this moment they revealed a bit of blush.

"A member of the Witch Cult! Where are you taking Rem and Ram?"

Emilia suppressed the fear in her heart and yelled at the strange man in front of her.

The mana in the air and Ode in the body seemed to be sealed and unable to activate at all. Even if she put in her best strength at this moment, she could only release a tiny ice cube at most.

In this case, it does nothing at all.

"Ahhhhhhh...you are so beautiful! You are so beautiful! You are as beautiful as a witch, as bright as a witch, and you are so beautiful! "

Such crazy laughter, but the weirdo stopped abruptly in the next second, straightening his body as if pressing the pause button.

Then, the strange man leaned his body backwards, his entire upper body bent almost ninety degrees towards the rear.

The weirdo suddenly recovered at an extremely fast speed, and then put the index finger of his right hand into his mouth as if in deep thought.

"Pfft—!"

Chewing, the teeth cut deeply into the pale fingers, and the next second, scarlet blood dripped down the strange man's arm.

Moreover, in Emilia's horrified sight, the weirdo didn't just bite his fingers, but completely crushed them, and swallowed those minced meat and broken finger bones into his stomach.

For a moment, the girl had the urge to vomit.

People usually say that the ten fingers are connected to the heart, even if the skin of the fingertips is bitten, it will make ordinary people suffer for a long time, but this madman not only did not show a painful expression, but a happy expression emerged.

"It seems that the girl's question must be answered."

The voice turned into a steady tone again, and the weirdo scratched his dark green hair with the index finger that had lost the top, and the blood flowed down his forehead, adding a bit of ferocity to him.

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"It seems that I haven't greeted you before, alas...Look at what I did, it's my dereliction of duty to be so rude to you as a guest."

The weirdo really straightened his back this time, with his left hand close to the left side of his trouser waist, his right hand slanted on his chest, and then he bowed to Emilia in a very respectful manner.

"I am the Witch Cult, and I am responsible for the Sin Archbishop's sloth. My name is Petrugius Romanee-Conti."

The man who continued to put his hand deep into his mouth and refused said his name to Emilia.

"Phew... is it really the Sin Archbishop of the Witch Cult?"

At this time, Emilia could only force herself to calm down, and panic would not have any beneficial effect on the current situation.

... .......

The girl shifted her gaze to another direction, and found Rem and Ram.

It's just that they are already in a coma at this moment, and their bodies are even suspended in mid-air by thick|thick iron chains.

"Rem! Ram!"

Emilia cried out in worry.

"The two of them are fine, but after a while, I won't know." The madman said slowly with a smile, and then used the severed finger to keep drawing on the rock wall beside him.

Pointless, graffiti without any qualifications.