It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

The dense metal flow pushed the black shadow back, and the dirty parchment full of oil began to burn violently. Victoria felt an inexplicable cold from her close-fitting pocket. Pull away from the surrounding temperature.

Victoria recalled what the woman Farmine had said was that the filthy parchment was a heretical spell called "defilement."

When the old seal was "tainted" and burned, the originally ordinary lead bullet was attached with a curse and severe mental pollution.

Swain fell heavily to the ground. He struggled to stand up, but the wound began to squirm violently and squeeze out a large amount of internal organs and pus. The deformed baby's arms broke free from his eyes, nose, and mouth. They tore Make bigger wounds on your own skin.

The curse originating from his own flesh and blood tore the squirming pieces of flesh from his body, flowing out a foul-smelling liquid that seemed to have rotted for more than a month.

After emptying another spare magazine, the repeating rifle has become a useless block of iron.Victoria pulled out the rapier from her waist, and started fighting with the alien monster in front of her.

Other parchments were burning in her close-fitting pocket, and a blue water curtain emerged around her body, stopping the other party's frantic struggle before she died completely.But even then, she couldn't avoid all the damage, with a broken finger bone piercing Victoria's ribs in the final impact.

Looking at the corpse that became silent in front of her, Victoria gasped and leaned against the wall. She pulled out the bone spur from her ribs, and blood gushed out along the wound.

......

Pain is a good thing, at least it can tell her that she is still alive.

-

The blood in the air still didn't dissipate, and someone appeared behind the dirty blood.It was a young man wearing a silver emblem on his chest.

His expression looked shocked.

"It's unbelievable...you killed this filthy blood? I'm the executor in charge of the Belleville area. Which team are you from?"

The young man who calls himself the Executor still retains the sunshine of a young man. After he discovered that the girl in front of him was injured, he began to fumble for potions and hemostatic bandages.

Victoria looked at the unsuspecting voice and said softly:

"You are the same... You, you are no different from the so-called dirty blood."

"What did you say—"

The young man raised his head suspiciously, but the voice stopped abruptly, because the sharp rapier had pierced his trachea.Blood froth rushed from the trachea to the throat, overflowing the throat and tongue, and the world in front of his eyes.

Chapter 64 Cage

Ella temporarily avoided the topic of Ulysses Philip, and asked with a frown:

"You said Victoria wasn't dead—did you see it, Fittilly?"

"Yes, she sneaked into my house...or should I say broke the door openly and broke in?"

Fittili's expression looked a little embarrassed. She had indeed been a little too loose recently. If she hadn't happened to meet Hyde who was locked outside last night, she still didn't know what would happen in the end.

Ella stood up from the seat, lowered her head and rested her index finger knuckles on her little chin.

"How could this be, I didn't hold back at that time, I was sure I nailed her to the tombstone with an obsidian spear, that magical property would directly destroy the heart and crystallize other vital organs... I don't know I understand why Victoria survived this kind of injury, she can't even be considered a wizard."

Ling replied.

"It's not surprising, if she really has that old Philip thing behind her back."

"He...Philip probably doesn't have the spare power. You don't know Kleist's current state. Even the strongest wizard recognized as human beings is dying under the curse of the Son of God...I don't think What else can you say that person can do now?"

With Hyde's identity and standpoint, he can reach a higher level, so he can see a more comprehensive situation.

"Then why didn't she die?"

Ling's two small eyebrows stood up. Speaking of it, it seemed that she hadn't bickered with Hyde for a long time, which made Ella feel a little nostalgic for no reason.

Ling seemed to feel that something was wrong, and changed his tone again.

"Or, what other possibilities do you think there are?"

Ling's identity is only an adopted daughter, and the magic knowledge she can get in touch with in the pure-blood family is still not as good as Hyde's.

On the other hand, this is also related to Mephisto's style. They don't respect the legacy of their predecessors. Some extreme patriarchs will even sell all the things of their parents after succeeding.Although Fred is relatively more sensible than his predecessors, most of the items he keeps tend to be his own preferences.Therefore, there are probably more swords and armor collected in Faust Manor than magic books.

Hyde thought for a moment and held up a finger.

"First of all, behind her is indeed a wizard who is in a cooperative relationship with her. I don't intend to deny this. I have experienced it myself. That level of illusion is indeed not something she can do. But I don't think it will be Ulysses Phillips, if he's done with the curse, there's no need to be so restrained in his style."

"According to Williams, the injury was almost fatal. Unless some kind of special alchemy props were used or a skilled wizard rescued her on the spot, it was possible to stabilize her state before she died on the spot."

Ella seemed to remember something,

"When I escaped with Fittili that night, the executor and the hunter started fighting, and the time for rescue should have been missed."

"Yes, this is the second point I want to make."

Hyde turned the ring, which was just a small habit of his, not to cast spells to make words more convincing, although Ling and Shadow often questioned this.

"I personally tend to think that it is Victoria Milusel's own power. This way things become reasonable. She didn't die on the spot, but just passed out. When the executor fought with the bloody hunter, gradually She woke up and left the scene quietly, or was rescued by the cooperating wizard."

"Own strength?"

Shadow, who had been dozing off all this time, regained his energy for the first time. She was only more profound than Hyde in terms of magic knowledge. This was an irreproducible advantage accumulated over hundreds or even thousands of years.

"You can save your life when your heart is destroyed by the obsidian spear...Let me think about it, there are not many alchemy items that can do this. I'm afraid there will be no more than three items with names, such as The 'Bell of Standstill' or 'The Praise of Life' I remember lying in Kraft's alchemy room now, I don't think that little girl could get something of this magnitude."

"Compared to alchemy props, there are other things that can do this. Before giant dragons and some high-level dragons are extinct, potions made from their dragon crystals can almost achieve the effect of bringing the dead back to life. But if there is That kind of thing has been preserved until now, and its value will not be lower than those few alchemy props."

Hearing this, Ella felt a little guilty for no reason.

"So the only remaining possibility is a special physique, a favored person or something else can do this."

Hyde was taken aback,

"You are saying that Victoria is the favored one of a certain god. How is this possible?"

"Who knows, it could be something else...you should be familiar with that, aren't you?"

The shadow showed a teasing smile, and squinted in a certain direction.

This made Fitilli shudder at Shadow's lifeless glass eyes.

"I've seen the profile of the little girl, a religious fanatic...if things turn out the way I think, it's probably going to turn out to be pretty interesting. I think I'm starting to understand the mind of the wizard behind her Now, maybe that's a guy who hit me up by accident."

-

In the underground of an unknown building, due to the bad taste of the original owner, there are some unusual things hidden in the space that appears to be an underground wine cellar.Handcuffs, shackles, and even a cage welded with thumb-thick iron bars.

A drop of water fell on the girl's forehead, waking her up from a coma.

She noticed the abnormality in her body and the unnatural sense of restraint in her hands and feet, and she struggled a few times. There was darkness in front of her eyes. According to the touch on her face, it should be some kind of opaque fabric.It wasn't rough, but soft and silky, at least much more advanced than Victoria's clothes.

This kind of thing that only the rich or noble can afford is now used to cover the eyes of prisoners.

Yes, the prisoner, the feel of metal on her wrists and ankles, the thick chains of a baby's arms shackle her freedom.

The memory was still a little confused, Victoria remembered that after she killed the two blasphemers, more filthy aura rose from the street and gradually approached.

Victoria originally thought that was her own ending, perhaps a person like her would not be able to reach the kingdom of heaven.

At that moment, she smelled the sweet and familiar smell of blood, and then she lost consciousness.

blood?

The familiar blood is still spreading in this space, is it her?Is that the person who brought himself to this kind of place?

She felt a strange emotion, annoyance, shame or something else that she couldn't understand.

The movement of his struggle was discovered, and the source of his blood was approaching him.The touch of fingers came from her head, it was just as she imagined, long and strong, with a strange fragrance.

She felt nervous for no reason and couldn't help shaking.

Chapter 65 Bloody Brothers and Sisters

The black silk cloth was untied, and the young man with long platinum hair sat on a high-backed chair with a half-smile.

"Looks like you're awake."

The young man has a pair of platinum-gold eyes, and his facial features are beautiful, which looks very similar to the Liberation's real appearance, Feitili Hajie, except that the outline is sharper.

But his Adam's apple and voice made it clear that this was a real man, not Fitili who had put on a rough disguise.

This made Victoria froze on the spot for a while, unable to say a word.

"You look surprised...yes, you use smell to identify yourself like us, which makes things a lot easier. Doesn't my smell look very similar to hers?"

Until now, Victoria could not tell the difference between the smells of the two.

"You smell much more bloody than she does, damned blasphemer."

The young man didn't get angry, but continued to talk to himself.

"This similar smell comes from deep in the blood. No matter what her name is now, it is my dear sister."

"Introduce yourself, dear allies, my name is Nils Cain, son of Abram, brother of Abigail."

She spat, but the saliva slipped down in front of the young man, as if hitting an invisible wall.

"Who is your ally, you damned blasphemer, bloody bastard!"

Niels frowned slightly, but that was all.

"It seems that you lack the education you deserve, and I am very sorry for that."

Having said that, a calm smile appeared on his face.If Ling saw this face, he might not be able to resist punching it, because it looked even worse than Hyde when he was a child.

"Whether you admit it or not, we should all be natural allies. You also shot my sister in the back a few nights ago and helped me and my companion out of a difficult situation."

"You should all be tied up and burned at the stake, it's just a matter of order."

Victoria sneered and sarcastically said.

"Burrowing is already an antique abandoned by the times, my lady."

Nils was playing with a cross of Lorraine, and the sacred object seemed unable to cause any harm to him through simple contact.

Victoria was struggling again, something that had accompanied her for more than ten years and had never left her body.

"To tell you the truth, I don't think your faith is pious enough."