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

He seemed to have suffered some great humiliation. When he used the blood ritual to pray to a certain existence, he gritted his teeth and said word by word:

"The end of your bloodline rests here,

I... pray to you and offer my dignity and soul! "

Nils chanted in a low voice. At this moment, he seemed to have some kind of resonance with the crimson blood moon. The blood-falling moonlight was like a curtain falling from heaven, wrapping him up layer by layer.

"Hallelujah—"

At this time, the chorus of hymns in the church had reached its climax, and the monster under the moon curled up in front of the cross, constructing a weird religious picture.

Chapter 79 The Neverending Thunder

The crimson moonlight condensed, and Nils' body became illusory and transparent.

He straightened up, as if all the pain from his body disappeared.

Niels stepped on the ground, and the huge impact spread to all directions, and the stained glass of the church was shattered!

The wound on his chest began to heal rapidly, as did the fingers that had been swarmed by magic.

A steady stream of power was pouring into his body, but signs of loss of control were revealed again, and cracks like ceramic cracks spread all over his body.He exchanged powerful power from the blood ritual, but his increasingly fragile body could not fully accommodate them.

Tepesh's spear flew out of his hand and rolled down to the bottom of the church.

Nils' right hand was burned by the holy object he held, and the scorched marks fell off in an instant and turned pink, and then there was no trace.

The Spear of Tepesh has very weird characteristics. As a sacred object left by a certain believer, any dirty blood who voluntarily performed the ancestor ritual cannot pick up this cross spear.

Only a few people in Enoch could use it, and it was almost a status symbol for Nils for a long time, but the latter no longer needs it now.

Nils' figure suddenly disappeared in place, leaving only a few wisps of crimson mist.

Fittili's pupils dilated, and she couldn't capture Niels' movement trajectory at all, but the extremely dangerous premonition had already made her hairs stand on end!

She stabbed her five fingers forward without hesitation, but nothing happened.

Stinging pain came from the throat, and the cool wind poured in from the throat, and in just an instant, Fitili's throat was cut open!

Nils' speed had already exceeded the limit of a high-ranking filthy blood. He was like a disembodied ghost. After casually slitting Fittili's throat, he casually dodged the latter's five fingers stabbing at his chest.

At the same time, Nils began to count the remaining time.

With his magic power and body, he can afford this ceremony for less than ten seconds at most.

In the tenth second, Nils let go of Fitili's counterattack, allowing the blade made of blood to pass by his side face, and Nils took advantage of the situation and twisted off the opponent's right hand.

Fittili once again used the spell "burning blood" to ignite the right arm that had been separated from her body, and the bloody flames that exploded in the air blocked his attack, buying her two seconds of breathing time.

In the seventh second, Nils bypassed the blood flame with an unbelievable trajectory, resolved more than ten counterattacks by Fitili in two seconds, and kicked the latter's left leg.

She lost her balance and fell to the ground, rolling down the dome.

The moonlight rushed to Nils' body, causing the thin young man to swell up. He jumped down, chasing Fittili who fell to the ground, and the crimson moonlight connected to the sky was pulled into dozens of meter long light wings.

Bloody arcs exploded in all directions, dragging long and deep slashes on the ground. The rain of light penetrated Fetili's body and eliminated her remaining ability to resist.

The accumulating injuries caused the latter's body to start to collapse, and his self-healing ability gradually failed. Blood oozed from the wound and floated upward due to weightlessness.

Three seconds left.

It only took half a second, enough for Nils to catch up with the falling Fittilly, but a figure that she didn't expect was blocked between the two.

That's Victoria Milusel!

Her body was covered with black crystals, and they continued to peel off with the girl's movements, at least taking away a quarter of her body weight.

A brief lucidity flashed through Victoria's eyes, and her voice sounded slurred due to damage to her vocal chords.

"Only I... can, kill her!"

Nils pinched off her crystallized arms, inserted his five fingers into her left breast and pulled out the crown inlaid with fine white crystals!

Victoria's body was thrown more than ten meters away like a broken kite, but it took Niels another second.

The crimson moonlight disappeared, and dark clouds and rain curtains once again enveloped the Sacred Heart Church and the surrounding streets.

A bright spot emerged from the sky, which was brewing a lightning that was about to take shape.

Fittili fell heavily to the ground, and the momentum brought by the height of tens of meters transmitted the shock to her whole body's bones, and the dense sound of bone cracks occupied her entire consciousness.

In the last half a second, Nils rode on her body and raised his right hand high. Fitili couldn't bear to beheaded again, as long as his palm fell, it would declare the end of the battle.

Time is over.

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Blood gushed out from the cracks all over Nils' body, and his palm touched the side of Fittili's neck, but he only tapped there lightly, without the power to cut it down.

A narrow flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by rumbling thunder.

The rain covered the two people under the high wall of the church, and the blood mixed with the rainwater spread along the brick joints.

Nils moved slowly with trembling arms, covering Fittilly's ears with his palms.This is a habitual action. Many years ago in the city of Enoch, a young boy would cover his ears for his timid sister when the thunder thundered.

He snorted and laughed, not the kind of aristocratic calm smile, but a clean and sunny smile that fits a teenager.This expression appeared on Nils' face again after a long time.

Blood mixed with pieces of internal organs kept oozing from between his teeth, dripping onto Fitili's front.

"That way... you won't be able to hear the thunder, sister... I forgive you, so that's the end of revenge, right?"

"Nils..."

The bones in Fitili's arm began to grow again. She raised her hand with difficulty, pressed her five fingers against the young man's head, and combed the long messy hair back, revealing a clean forehead.This was also a habitual action many years ago.

"sorry Sorry......"

Niels shook his head,

"I don't have so much time to listen to your apology, not to mention that I'm already damned...I've already sent everything to your manor in this city."

He coughed up another mouthful of black blood, and the hideous faces under his skin began to move again. Nils waved his hand, causing the Tepesh spear that hit the ground to spin and fly, but he could no longer use it. This holy thing.

"Kill me with it, at least in the end...I want a human death."

Fittili gripped the spear wrapped with dirty cloth strips tightly, and the rain slid down his cheeks.This is an extremely cruel reality. In a moment, Nils will be alienated into an ugly monster because of the irrepressible curse.

She choked up, her hand shaking on the spear.

Noticing Fittili's hesitation, Nils smiled and returned to his usual demeanor.

He stretched out his hand and grasped the spear point tightly, making a teeth-stinging sound like grasping a red-hot iron.

"Take it as... your punishment."

Nils lowered his left hand and stabbed the spear into his heart.

Chapter 80 Pointing to one’s own honorable name

Shadow glanced at Fitili who was holding the youth's body in his arms, and rationally chose to ignore them.

In her view, humans are undoubtedly a stupid race.

At this point, it is the same whether it is ordinary people, wizards, or dirty blood.Since you can let go of everything at the end of your life, why must you wait until this time?

In her opinion, Nils is like a stray dog ​​abandoned by its owner. It has searched for ten years by smell and traveled through countless cities and countries, just to bite its owner in revenge at the end of its life? ?

Nils closed his eyes in his sister's arms, with a relaxed expression, as if he had unloaded the burden he had carried for a long time.

No matter how you look at it, this is his real wish, right?

This humanoid puppet glanced at him for the last time, and said silently:

"Ah... how stupid."

Victoria was lying on her back on the steps going up the church, looking up at the sky blankly.More than one-third of her body's tissues were mutated into black crystals, smashed into hard stone slabs.The self-healing ability of Dirty Blood seemed to be suppressed to the point of invisibility with the separation of the holy object, and it was impossible for her to stand up again in a short time.

If it wasn't for the slight heaving of the other's chest, she even thought Victoria was dead.

Why on earth did this person resist his own magic, and then stand between the two of them.

Looking at the girl lying on the ground, the shadow suddenly had a strange idea. She wanted to know what was in the direction of Victoria's gaze, the cross and relief above the church, or something else?

It was already evening, and the light behind the dark clouds gradually disappeared, but the rain showed no sign of letting up, so the sky became darker and darker.

She quickly put this irrelevant thought away, because at this time, a huge magic wave was coming from the neighborhood not far from the Sacred Heart Church.

Suddenly, a pale ball of light danced from the ground to the sky, lighting up the black sky.

Shadow's complexion became a little ugly, and she sighed helplessly:

"I really convinced you, I can't rest for a moment."

As he spoke, the puppet shook the umbrella with only the ribs left, and the black smoke condensed into a new umbrella.

She took a few steps forward, her black high-heeled boots first hitting the water and causing ripples, and then gradually stepped into the air.The wind blew up Shadow's skirt and black umbrella. She was as light as a feather, blown into the rain and the night sky.

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Ayla hovered in the pale sun, looking down at the enemies on the ground.

Granted, Midas Crest, the clones, and Michele Hebrew are all very powerful.They are arguably the strongest force concentrated in Paris by the Executor.

Meadows has absolutely rich experience, and he is consuming Ella's magic power in the safest way.

Even though the replica has many flaws, it still has a bit of the charm of the copied object after all.

And Michelle possesses unbelievably huge magic power. In the spirit vision, she is almost a mass of incandescent pure magic power!

But even so, Ella didn't think she would lose to them in a short time.

In the dreamland, she has experienced wars that the executors of the material world could not imagine, and has mastered multiple alchemical tools and an almost perfect alchemical body.

A whole nine heads of gigantic Byakhees fluttered under the pale white sun, and this was not even the limit of her control. Their filthy aura counteracted the holy sword created by Michele, and the magic that kept attacking the sky It was also resolved one by one by Ella's barrier.

Ella already understood the flaws of the memory maze.

What users can copy is only the objects in their own memory, and their understanding of these powerful people is itself limited.

She couldn't help thinking that if she was a real teacher, she could easily make the sun created by Siegel's spell fall by using the "Brand of the Unclean".