Becoming a Villain from the Bishop of Sin

Under normal circumstances, being surrounded by hundreds of beautiful girls like this would be too fake to say that she was depressed—but!There is no normal person here!

Looking at the girls who didn't participate in the fight nearby, but obviously just killed one side, the girls with more or less blood on their bodies gave him freshly "picked" or long-hoarded heads, which is enough to bear. The exaggerated Luo Mo is still messed up right now.

"—Meow meow meow~?"

The appearance of many younger sisters not only made Luo Mo messy in the wind, but also made Azrael vigilant, let go of Jibril and hugged Luo Mo.

After lying on Luo Mo's body like an octopus, she yelled at her many sisters like a cat intimidating her opponent:

"Hiss——ha~~! Xiao Luo is mine~! You all back down meow! Don't compete with meow!"

"Hehehe~! Senior Azrael! Do you think you win if you hug first?" The liberated Jibril patted the skirt around her waist, and then looked at Azrael with contemptuous eyes. Lil, and showed a fighting smile:

"The title of sister! It's not as easy to get as you think!! Everyone! Let's get rid of the most annoying thing first!"

"That's right! Fight with us if you have the ability!"

"Master Azrael! Don't say we bully you! Let's get 200 people! Only [-] people will fight you one-on-one!"

"Yeah~ That's right! In short, beat Lady Azrael into a child first, so that we have a chance!"

"Come on! Lady Azrael! We have suffered a bit and let you make the first move!"

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The Flügel are not stupid.

Of course, they can't go one-on-one against their own leaders, and they don't pursue one-on-one fights themselves. Since they often challenge the upper races, they are naturally very used to group hunting.

Now one by one is also shameless, clamoring for two hundred heads-up, and even talking about one-on-one heads-up with confidence.

However, they have challenged the gods over the years. Basically, there are 200 people plus a high-ranking individual made on the basis of a feather on the eighteen wings of the god of war. The eighteen wings members lead the challenge.

Although everyone had challenged, only the team led by Azrael won the victory, but this group of 200 people can also be called a god-killing lineup.

This is directly related to her situation in the god-killing lineup, and Azrael was so angry with these sisters who were merciless to her that she couldn't speak, so she just hugged Luo Mo and wiped tears on his chest, One side really burst into tears:

"——Little Luo Meow! Meow has been bullied by them! Hurry up and comfort Meow~ Otherwise Meow will really cry~!"

"No, are you already crying?"

"That meow will die~~! The kind that no one can stop!" Azrael buried her head in tears.

(Ah...so troublesome...this guy is so troublesome...why...things will become like this...)

Luo Mo was depressed, Azrael was crying, and the other Flügel was directly beside them, pulling the two of them together.

The farce gradually intensified, and the number of people increased. It was not until the appearance of Raphael, a single-winged Flügel girl and one of the eighteen wings, that the situation was stabilized.

After all, on the bright side, Raphael bears the title of God Slayer, and enjoys the highest level of majesty among the Flügel. Compared with Azrael who has no majesty, it can be said to be two extreme existences.

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Relying on Raphael's majesty, the situation was stabilized, and Azrael was also grabbed and thrown aside. Finally, Luo Mo was liberated and was taken to his room in Avant Heimne.

To be precise, it should be a room carefully arranged by the Flügel.

"There is our collection inside! For the only younger brother meow~! A specially prepared treasure room! There is also a masterpiece of my awakened love for Xiaoluo meow~!"

After being thrown out, Azrael, who was lying behind him, flapped her wings excitedly and pointed to the room with a closed door not far away.

....I just don’t know why, but the shape of the door is a heart, and it is specially painted pink, which makes a girl’s heart burst when she looks at it.

Needless to say, this must be Azrael's masterpiece.

If it was a man facing this room that was too girly, he probably would not be able to adapt for a while. However, it was not the style of the gate that surprised Luo Mo, but the huge headless keel adorning the gate.

The heart of the girl below is bursting, and the headless keel above is inexplicably terrifying. The two diametrically opposed styles really make him feel so awkward.

But even though he really didn't want to go to that strange room, he was forced to be pushed by everyone.

Although considered from a normal point of view, as the treasure room of these monsters that are so powerful that they can overwhelm the planet and even the devil can't bear to look directly at it, people will inexplicably expect that there are some unheard of rare treasures inside.

But... Luo Mo, who understands the habits of the Flügel species, understands that most likely it will not be gold, silver, treasures or weapons. You can guess it without going in. The door of love is most likely a house of horrors.

However, when the door was opened and he was pushed in amidst the cheers of the girls... he didn't need to glance at it, but he found it at first glance. The Flügel lived up to his expectations, and even far exceeded his "expectations" .

Not to mention that there are no beds inside, there is not even a place to stay, and the heads are full, covering the four walls, floors, and ceilings.

That's right, 360 degrees without dead ends, all of them are heads!

There are all kinds of races, and every head is sealed by magic, not only is it not corrupt, but also maintains the posture before death.

Various expressions of near-death, such as fear or hatred, or pleading and despair, can be described as everything in this room, and even the blood has not been wiped, maintaining the original dead state.

Even the furniture is made up of heads, at most, metal pipes are inserted into the middle so that these heads can be pieced together.

The huge bath at the end of the room was also made by hollowing out the head of a giant beast.

If you stand in the middle of the room, no matter which way you look, you will be able to see the heads of the deceased. If you lie in the middle and open your eyes, you will be able to see the heads full of heads at the first glance.

No matter how highly simulated the haunted house is, there is no way to piece together such a restored dead face... After all, each one is a real head, and it is still preserved in the same way as the original state.

If an ordinary person came here by accident, they would probably faint from fright. After all, entering this room made entirely of brains is no different from entering hell to some extent.

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Luo Mo, who was pushed into the room, lowered his head and glanced at the two monster heads that were accidentally stepped on under his feet. If it was an ordinary person, he would probably scream, and even he, who is quite exaggerated, couldn't bear it. Holding his forehead with one hand, he repeatedly shook his head:

"What kind of punishment game is this... If I am guilty, at least let the law punish me..."

Although there is no fear or anything, when he meets the head of the humanoid monster below, his mood is not much different from that of stepping on dog shit.

He feels that he is being pranked by someone, but the other party...there are too many people to beat them, and they are more "bloody" than one. Bullying the young man really made him feel helpless.

Even because they really didn't have any malice at all, it wasn't a prank or trick at all, but they wanted to make him happy from the bottom of their hearts, so they didn't even know how to get angry when they were angry.

These guys are obviously beautiful, so why do they have such big personality problems?Pushed into this room, he really couldn't figure this out.

Even in this room, there is a feeling of coming home.

That's right, going home—to be exact, it's the same feeling as returning to the Witch Cult.

The difference is that the Witch Cult is a pure lunatic, and the Flügel is a pure executioner. One kills selectively and purposefully, and the other was created for indiscriminate killing.

But these Flügel girls filed in one by one, visiting the room instead of him.

Azrael was even very proud, pointing to the giant dragon skull in the middle of this huge, overly spacious room that looked like a museum hall, and said:

"Xiao Luo! Look at meow! This is specially prepared by my sister for you! My sister is full of love for you and kills the dragon essence~~ You can lie in it when you want to rest! This way you can fully replenish your sister's body. I love meow~!"

"Thank you! But lying in this thing, let alone love, I can only feel like pork belly on the chopping board!"

"You don't have to be so polite meow~ah~ If you feel too lonely alone, why don't you sleep with my sister? My sister has been waiting for you~! Or it's okay if my sister moves here and sleeps with you~!"

Azrael couldn't hear the sarcasm in his words at all, or... just ignored the sarcasm, poked her head into his ear from behind, and habitually rubbed her cheek against his face again.

This excited look made Luo Mo wonder if this guy deliberately made the room like this, so that he could force himself to go to her in this way?

"Hmph~ What kind of love can there be in this room, it's just a pile of spoils! My room is just fine!"

Jibril snorted disdainfully at the side, as if she looked down on this at all, Azrael led everyone to the carefully decorated room.

This made Luo Mo feel a little anticipation, and asked cautiously: "Let me ask, what is your room like?"

"Of course it's a room full of nobility and style! One wall displays trophies, and the rest are books brought from the elves' capital, right? Ah~ the bath is also brought from the elves' side, a very good rare item! Yes Are you interested? Are you interested! Why don’t you come to me and try it now??”

With a sweet smile, Jibril made a weird and over-the-top introduction. When Luo Mo heard half of the corners of his mouth twitching slightly and wanted to escape, she grabbed his hand and pressed her face directly to his. Guang stared at him, hoping that he would give the answer he was expecting.

Now, the two Flügel, the oldest and the youngest girl, are directly squeezed on his left and right sides... If it wasn't for the Flügel who is now in full form, his head would probably fall from a tall building Watermelon on the go - a grand pop.

"No, no, no! I'd better stay here, I appreciate your kindness, please come back soon!"

Trying his best to push away these two obviously abnormal girls, he just pushed the rest of the Flügel with all his strength, expelled them from his room one by one, and then quickly closed the door of love to avoid the group of perverts break in.

...Although he is not afraid of this room, he does not want to stay in this too weird room for a moment, but now he obviously has no choice.

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At the beginning, I was somewhat looking forward to it. These guys might be able to enlighten me. Luo Mo, who really got something good for himself, looked at the heads that couldn't be counted. At this moment, he only felt regret for his own stupidity.

"I shouldn't have any expectations of these abnormal guys..."

While muttering, even though the door was closed, he could still feel the chirping voices of the girls outside.

Although they were all expelled, they had no intention of leaving at all, which made it impossible for him to go out.

"——What did I do wrong! Why am I stuck in such a strange place?? You don't even play punishment games like this!"

He leaned against the door of love, squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, thinking about how many bad things he has done in his life, why did he meet these strange guys?Isn't God being a little too unfair to him?

...But the more he recalled what he did in the past, the more he felt that it might be fair, and he only deserved what he deserved, which made him even more depressed unconsciously.

Although my body is full of energy, my heart is inexplicably tired.

This made him just want to find a place to lie down, but... even if he could sleep peacefully in the pile of corpses, he still couldn't accept lying on top of a bunch of heads.

It doesn't matter to him if he can turn his head down, but these heads are all facing up, and lying down basically makes close contact with these faces.

The feeling of being kissed by a dead man's head on his buttocks and thighs, even he would feel bad.

He really had no choice but to go to the "bed" that Azrael made for himself, and lay in the mouth of the dragon to seek a resting place...Although it is inexplicably a bit like sleeping on the gallows, but In this way, he will not kiss the ass of strangers anyway.

"It's a good thing that the dragon spirit will only leave bones after death, otherwise it would be quite torture to lie on it..."

Just like this in Longkou, he couldn't sleep because he didn't need to sleep, because there were too many heads nearby, he felt countless eyes staring at him after closing his eyes for a while, and he couldn't close his eyes at ease.

But tossing and turning, no matter where he looked, he had a dead face, which inexplicably made him a little sick...and the more he looked at it, the more nauseated.

If it weren't for the fact that these are all Flügel's collections, if he was worried that he would destroy them, he would probably cry together, or even fight with himself, and he would definitely become a child when he was outnumbered—if he didn't need to worry about these, he would directly I want to destroy all the ghost things here.

In this inexplicable torment, he didn't get up quietly until five days had passed when the sounds outside finally quieted down, and he went to the door of love and listened with his ears.

After confirming that there was no sound outside, and that they should have finally left, he carefully opened the door of love, and when he probed to observe the outside world - Azrael's head popped up from the side without any warning:

"I'm finally going out, meow? Sister, can you introduce me to Mr. Abang!?"

"—Are you a wraith from somewhere?"

Azrael, who was approaching in front of him from the side in an instant, made him jump. He couldn't help but pulled out the fly swatter and hit her on the head.

"Meow~??" Azrael tilted her head, staring at the fly swatter in his hand, and didn't understand what it was for a while.

But as the light wheel on her head spun rapidly, Azrael seemed to have thought of some good idea, immediately pretended to be in pain, squatted on the ground covering her head, and shouted tearfully:

"—Okay, it hurts! It hurts meow! Meow was beaten!?"