The Missionary of the Second Dimension

Shock and smile, these two feelings that should be opposite are gathered on the same face.

Zhai Nan felt that Berteluggius was both pathetic and hateful.

"If you see it, it's almost _ more."

Apart from using invisible hands and transferring to "fingers", the Sin Archbishop of the Witch Cult has no other basic combat abilities.

His physical strength and combat quality are not much different from ordinary soldiers.

If his invisible hand is erased, an ordinary guard knight can suppress him.

"I don't know what your Witch Cult is doing, but since you are so disobedient, don't blame me." Di Nan's interest was lacking. If you want to get in touch, that's the way it is.

Being able to ignore Bertrugius' crazy eyes and crazy words and keep his inner peace, it's much easier to pay him more.

But the madness of Petelgius is not just talking to himself, the language spoken from his mouth has a special magical power, which can confuse people's hearts.

If a normal, rational person was preached by Petrugius, he would probably go completely crazy within an hour.

According to legend, among the seven great bishops, there is also a lust bishop, her existence is even more crazy, she can tell people to death just by her own language.

However, the human brain will automatically turn on the protection mode after being under a certain pressure, but what can really cause harm to the body is the power contained in the language.

It is worth mentioning here that this may be another usage of the word spirit.

Under Zhai Nan's persecution, Petrugius backed back again and again, and didn't stop until his back touched the cold rock.

He turned his head and stared at the few people angrily, and then yelled out with calm and crazy eyes.

"Om-!"

This time, it was no longer an invisible hand, but a real, countless magic hand that covered the sky and the sun.

"Ahhhhh... my brain is trembling | trembling trembling——!"

Like a waterfall, pitch-black colors fell from the sky, accompanied by Petelgius' roar, forcibly tore the air in two.

Bombard everything, crush everything.

"Is it the last struggle before dying? No matter who it is, everyone likes to do this. I take back my previous evaluation of you. You still seem to have a little bit of strength."

After speaking, Zhai Nan raised the sword in his hand and swung it upwards.

"Zheng-!"

"Huh? Where's Miss Est?" At this moment, Emilia noticed that the little silver-haired girl who had been standing by her side had disappeared.

"Probably go to the battle."

Ram looked at the holy sword that suddenly appeared from Zhai Nan's hand and said.

When they were dealing with the forest monsters, she and Emilia had seen a girl who could transform herself into a holy sword.

At that time, the shock that brought them could be said to be immeasurable.

Even some elves who are good at changing, they just change their appearance. If they really turn into swords and slash at others, they will definitely be injured.

"Why did you come running over all of a sudden?"

The golden lightsaber in his hand dissipated in a blink of an eye. Although the familiar Holy Sword of Steel appeared, Zhai Nan was taken aback for a moment.

"Buzz--!"

Sensing Zhai Nan's question, the sword trembled uncontrollably.

The next second, he who signed the contract with Esther felt the dissatisfaction from the girl's heart.

He once promised Esther, and made an agreement with her, that he was not allowed to use weapons other than hers during the battle.

However, Zhai Nan used the sword formed by magic power at this time. Even if he used his own magic power, it still aroused Este's strong dissatisfaction.

"Okay, does the master want to go back on his word?"

A voice from the depths of the soul came in.

"I'm sorry, but I don't think this kind of person is worth your shot." Zhai Nan said apologetically while stroking|stroking the blade. "Will pay attention next time."

For the angry little girl, he could only comfort him in this way.

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Besides, this was also the agreement that he violated first.

Esther can even resist her shyness and take off her stockings to show herself, but all she needs is to be "needed" by him.

"lazy!"

Even though the distance between Lian and the magic hand was less than one meter, he still stood there talking to himself.

Seeing all the situation in his eyes, Petelgius couldn't help roaring angrily.

The witch's container was taken away, which represented that the witch's favor|love for herself was taken away.

For the attitude of fighting yourself, that is laziness.

Countless witches gathered into a huge net at this moment, as if covering the entire sky, they smashed down fiercely.

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