Becoming a Villain from the Bishop of Sin

Seeing Xin Ke's attitude of wanting to kill or kill, but ignoring others, Azrael gritted her teeth angrily:

"This guy... dares to ignore me meow!"

Normally, she would just kill the opponent directly, and then according to the Flügel tradition, cut off the head as a trophy.

But Luo Mo accidentally slapped her, and the Flügel itself is very powerful, but it can only kill people... After all, if you are injured, you can only go back to your hometown and use repairing techniques to treat it. Conventional healing magic is meaningless. So now she has to let Xin Ke to heal her wounds.

But...Xinke was unexpectedly bloody, and she didn't intend to let her get what she wanted.

However, Luo Mo, who was injured, didn't care about the problem of treatment. He just poked the other party from time to time to arouse Xin Ke's killing intent towards him, and he himself enjoyed the strong killing intent and hatred very much, so he said casually:

"Don't worry too much, anyway, I won't die for the time being, and it's not a big problem if I don't get treatment, and... I feel like she needs treatment more than me."

"It's okay, meow! I didn't fight at all in order to keep my hand. Now she is more exhausted from using magic power! It will definitely recover after a while! But you are now..."

"I'm fine, so don't worry about it. Compared with this, let's hurry up and explore here?"

"Is it really okay, meow?"

"It's fine."

"Then cut off her head."

"Huh? Why?"

"Collect it? It's okay~ As the first trophy, I will patiently cut her off completely, and use magic to save it and place it next to your bed~! In this way, you will definitely feel my sister's full love when you come together every day." ~~~!"

Azrael was immersed in her self-movement, and the force of rubbing against his face from behind became much stronger unconsciously.

But he just wanted to think about it. With a head on his bed, he couldn't feel love at all, but he felt quite scary... What kind of ghost movie scene would this be?

Even if it was the head of a beautiful girl, he really couldn't bear it, so he quickly refused:

"No, no, don't cut off the head. I prefer to collect the whole person rather than the head."

"What a waste of space?"

"It's a waste to just cut off the head?!"

"Well, since Xiao Mo likes it, it's okay to meow, then kill her first..."

Seeing that he just refused, Azrael was annoyed for a moment, but still chose to respect his idea, and raised her hand to kill the captive.

But Luo Mo, who didn't want to hate the source of hatred, just gave up like this, quickly suppressed her hand:

"Don't slaughter it! What I want to collect is alive!"

"Why meow?! Don't you just need my sister alone?"

"I haven't said that!"

"I said so!"

"Please don't fish in troubled waters, please? In short, she is my captive. You have said it yourself, so don't try to snatch her."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Xiaomo can only have a sister meow~!"

Hearing the unwilling whispers in his ears, Luo Mo, who could clearly feel the loli behind him dancing and throwing a temper, felt a little bit weird about this character, and the sick and delicate Loli had nothing to do with it, so he could only endure it with a blushing old face. He himself thought that he should not be ashamed, and tried to squeeze out his voice:

"She is useful to me, please save her life, sister... cough... sister..."

"——Oh oh oh oh oh!!! Elder sister?! I'm finally being treated as an older sister!!! Meow... already dead without regrets!!!!"

Azrael cheered excitedly, and flew up behind him, flying around him at high speed in the air.

However....her exaggerated behavior made Xin Ke speechless. Thinking that such a person defeated him, he felt as if he had eaten a fly.

But being unable to resist this cruel fate, she could only close her eyes in grief, hoping that someone could kill herself quickly.

Although she didn't want to die yet,...she didn't want to be insulted anymore.

But Luo Mo, who put down his integrity, called the loli who had no brains, and hugged the loli's thigh, looked into the distance with melancholy and empty eyes.

He felt as if he had lost something, something dispensable but very important.

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Just called my sister once, and everything becomes easy to talk about...or there is no need to talk about it at all.

Azrael let him do everything, no matter what Luo Moti asked, she could agree to it, it seemed that she had reached the pinnacle of her life and could die without regret.

And Luo Mo also rested for a while, and deliberately provoked the captives for a while to attract hatred, and made himself happy by making others suffer, diverting the depression in his heart of being forced to compromise with Azrael.

But after changing her mood, she found that Azrael actually had wings, and a round of light wheel with complex geometric pattern was suspended above her head... This was the symbol of Flügel.

He stared at the light wheel on Azrael's head and couldn't help but lost his mind. In various senses, he wondered if he expected too much from the Flügel?

But it is said that they are all races of royal sister-like beautiful girls, how could it be like this...that orc lied to him?God of War is actually a loli.. Control?

"...I always feel quite disillusioned."

"What meow?" Azrael looked blank, but he didn't intend to explain and pulled her over, patted his thigh:

"It's okay, come and sit here."

"Meow~?" Azrael sat on it without any hesitation, but twisted her body a little uneasy, and whispered:

"...Little Mo, don't you hate the Flügel?"

"It's nothing to hate or not to hate, it's normal."

"Is that so?"

"Compared to this, your wings look pretty cute."

"--Meow?!"

Luo Mo sighed and grabbed Azrael's white wings, and rubbed them carefully to fully feel the texture of the wings, which made Azrael tremble slightly for some reason, and let out a strange exclamation.

"What's wrong? Will it hurt?"

"No, nothing..."

"It doesn't look like it's okay at all, but... it doesn't look like it's painful?"

"Don't...don't care."

"Really okay?"

Because the feathers of Azrael's wings felt unexpectedly good, so when she said it was fine, Luo Mo couldn't help touching it again.

But Azrael subconsciously tightened her legs and pursed her mouth because of his actions, shaking her head slowly with her body trembling, and said with difficulty:

"Really...it's okay..."

Even with her weird personality, she couldn't tell the truth to her younger brother.

...Wings are her sensitive zone or something, she has no way to speak at all, and it is the first time that she realizes that it is so difficult to speak, or...it is difficult to speak because she is the younger brother.

If you have to describe it, maybe it is similar, explaining to your own children the feeling that children are made in this way is really hard to say.

No... Now Luo Mo is still touching her wings full of curiosity, so it may be more difficult to speak to a certain extent.

Although she does not reject this kind of behavior, and she often harassed her younger sisters, it was the first time she was harassed in reverse, and she was completely unresponsive.

But... this feeling seems to be great too?

While enduring the feeling of numbness all over her body, Azrael went from worrying about how to explain to the end, but gradually thought that perhaps it would be better not to explain.

Chapter 8 Void Zeroth Protection·Real "Angel" Appears?

Under Azrael's deliberate indulgence, Luo Mo fully realized the special experience that special wings brought him.

Obviously it looks like just wings, but for some reason it is surprisingly comfortable to touch. It can be said that the feel is so good that he can't understand it, and he can't help but want to keep touching it.

Because normal people can't touch the wings of the Flügel even if they want to, after all, the wings can become "light state" in the combat state. Under normal circumstances, this energy composition seems to be a circuit connecting the elven corridor, so it can also be hidden. Touched only with permission.

Because of the rare relationship...to avoid leaving here in the future, he continued to work until Azrael, who kept moaning, was exhausted and couldn't help but begging for mercy.

And looking at the girl lying limply on top of her with an abnormal blush on her face, Luo Mo always felt as if she had done something she shouldn't have done.

But he really only touched the wings, and he didn't touch any unhealthy parts. He was so healthy that he himself wondered why he wanted to indulge in such serious things.

(Could it be...the wings...)

Looking at Azrael's unusual expression, he had a vague guess about the actual situation of the wings. It was either an itchy place like the creaking nest, or a very bad position.

At first, he felt that he had done something terrible to Azrael, but after careful analysis, he found that he seemed to be more excited than he could hold back?

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After exhausting Azrael, Luo Mo relied on the ability of the Ex-Machina...to be precise, a performance that the Ex-Machina could not match.

It is impossible to imitate the attack of a normal Ex-Machina single-machine encounter. It needs a considerable number to be connected in series to obtain enough computing power for analysis, but it does not need to be so troublesome with the help of the spirit.

Although it is also impossible to completely reproduce it, Xinke's previous record of binding magic, incidentally relying on killing blood-bad orcs, and playing with Xinke, the strongest elf in history, has gained a lot of negative emotions, and finally added The savings saved in the past were still exchanged for the golden energy chain worth up to [-].

He closed his eyes and sorted out the information in his mind. After a few experiments, he made sure that there would be no mistakes before reaching out and aiming at the elf girl on the ground who was still waiting to die with her eyes closed.

"Diankai." A golden magic circle appeared in the palm of your hand, and then...

"—Pseudo-code · Xusuo!"

The moment the voice fell, two small magic circles appeared beside Xin Ke's hands and feet, and the golden energy chains that were almost the same as before came out immediately, and bound his whole body while materializing.

Xusuo, in essence, is a sealing technique, but it has been improved by Xin Ke. It can be regarded as a by-product of the "Huahua Project" when developing the spirit damage technique. It is itself used to capture fantasy species on the battleship.

That's right, if the output is large enough, even the fantasy species that are stronger than the dragon spirit species can be captured.

However, with his output, at most, he can trap ordinary monsters or unsuspecting blood-destroyed orcs... Of course, with their super-sensory intuition, there is probably no way to sneak attack.

But for people who have no resistance at all and are in an extremely weak state, no matter how strong this bondage was, they have to be honest.

The virtual lock is not only strong in itself, but the most important thing is that it can seal the opponent's energy and absorb all the energy in the bound person's body, including physical strength, which is enough to ensure that the opponent is tied up. There is no way to get out of trouble at all... This is also the reason why phantom species can be captured.

"It's a really good technique. It can even absorb other people's energy, maintain the formation of the technique and feed back the surplus to the caster...The person who invented this technique is really a genius!"

Carefully observing the composition of the spell, Luo Mo, who didn't understand that the editor of the spell was actually the elf girl who was tied up in front of him, couldn't help nodding and sighing at the ingenuity of the spell.

For Xinke, such praise is the greatest irony in her life...because this virtual lock is the sealing technique she developed.

My spell was used on me, and I tied myself to death by relying on the incomplete version, so I was praised by others?