Re, Gu Aotian Slaughtered Me

Compared with today’s human beings who are still being slaughtered in the paradise that they have finally won, some cannibal races are now called grievances——

The original good food popped out of a few "brave men" to liberate the food and give the food the power to kill itself. What the **** is this?

"The smell of blood is the heaviest over there, go and take a look over there." Winkaworth pointed to a building whose doors and windows were nailed to a wooden board from the inside. It seemed to be a relatively sturdy building in the village.

The exterior of the building resembles a church. Such a village of hundreds of families also has churches. Is the religious institution of the country too bloated?

But this is not within Winkaworth's consideration.

Could it be that this church is the last battlefield? But the blood was too unnatural, Winkaworth couldn't think of what was going on, but just thinking it was unnatural was worth taking a look, anyway, being idle was also being idle.

"Boom!" She flew up and kicked the door that was holding various things inside.

"Woo..." The messy sight of the hall made Winkaworth's face a little wrinkled.

"Does the secret room kill people? I'm not good at this."

"It's not a secret room murder, it was deliberately made like this." Alphan said lightly, who followed up.

"What's the meaning?"

"It has a bit of overlap with humans, so guess a little bit. You know, my former race is very popular with humans-drugs that can relieve all abnormal states except death. Until I attach to Pisi and ask for myself Before the insurance, the last time I was'cut off' was twenty years ago."

"so what?"

"The humans who can come to my neighborhood have a lot of powerful beasts to avoid, and they often conceal their existence by getting the monsters' dislike or similar smells on themselves." Alphan said braggingly.

"So that's it, that means there might be important human beings here?"

"I don't know, it's just possible."

"Then, look over here." Winkaworth took a few steps and kicked the door of the confessional.

"No one, keep looking inside."

Go through the hall, walk through the inner aisle, and hold the door handle of the inner room. It took a little bit of effort here. Although there were no roadblocks, the plugs inside were buckled.

"The breath and movement of many creatures."

Just after opening a seam, there was the sound of drawing swords, the frightened cry of women and girls, and the sound of encouragement that seemed to belong to the mother. Hey, don't you think it's weird to have encouragement at this time?

The door opened, and almost all were civilians inside. A few men casually copied some guys who seemed to be able to beat people, and two people dressed as monks.

"Elves! You guys-demons!"

The monk raised the sword in his hand and rushed over, and the men behind were also shouting boldly to themselves.

The distance is less than five meters, which seems to be detrimental to Winkawoz who is holding the giant bow of the ballista, but the human beings who don't seem to have a heroic domain are really five meters far away.

"I want to ask you a question, put down Wu...Wait, you--" Wenkawozi, who was already full of ballistas, said before he finished speaking, a sharp sword had entered the sword path of slashing and pointed directly at her neck.

"Boom!" The huge arrow entwined from the vines instantly smashed the leading monk soldier, setting off an explosive shock in the room.

Another monk was thrown on the wall by the shock wave, and the room had become **** and bloodied. Vaguely heard the painful low groans of a few people and the crying of children.

"——Aren't you just listening to people finishing the words?" Winkawoz let out what he was just about to say.

"Mom! Help me!"

"Never let the child! Dirty elf!"

"brute!"

People with strength are making these kinds of sounds, as well as all kinds of vomiting sounds.

Winkworth scratched his head in a nerve-wracking situation. It didn't feel good to get into the topic. These people are too noisy, and the feeling of vomiting means that the spirit is not tense enough?

Killing so many can't calm them down, what should I do?

At this time, the monk who was blown away got up, and rushed up again with a roar!

"Boom!" The ballista exploded in the room for the second time, and the room finally became completely silent, because there were no more living people.

"Alfin, is it so difficult for the human race to talk? I admire Pith and the others a little bit." Walking out of the room, Winkaworth complained to Alfin who was waiting outside the door.

"That's it, humans cannot understand demihumans, and fairies cannot understand humans. What about the next time you give it to me?"

Alfin knew that it could be solved with mental magic, but Winkaworth and Cirno were almost of the physical communicator, and her mainstream magic happened to be non-spiritual, so the following consciousness was ignored.

Soon, the two found another room hiding a group of people. In addition to a group of civilians, there are three monks and soldiers and a priest-like figure here.

"[Dominate]!" At the moment when the door was opened, Alfin stretched out his hand and aimed at a monk who was about to attack involuntarily and started magic.

The monk stopped like a wooden man, waiting for the next order.

However, the others still attacked.

"[Dominate], [dominate]!" Alphan kept casting spells like a machine gun, stopping the monks from acting, but—

"The devil who takes the mind, you must die!" The priest behind shouted out with a sad expression, and the magic circle appeared on the ground.

"Hmph, are you so?" Winkawoz heard the sad voice of the priest, and he was immediately unhappy. "You obviously don't listen to you directly, don't you? It's a shame to talk slowly if you don't hurt you. "

But ignoring her words, a white figure in the magic circle rose from it.

Equipped with a shiny breastplate and holding a flame sword in hand, it is a third-order flame archangel~www.readwn.com~ Angels are monsters summoned from other worlds. Many people believe that they are messengers of gods. Especially in Slane State.

These people have very firm beliefs. Now they have avoided the demihuman capture and killing by various methods, and are ready to wait until dark before moving. Since they have been discovered by the "elves" who are also enemies, they can only fight to the death.

The flame archangel, with a holy posture taller than anyone else, ignited the light of hope in the eyes of the people in the house.

For the time being, the monks have bought time for the priests, but the current situation of the monks makes the priests feel more angry than seeing death, but they are also a little grateful that they can be rescued as long as they kill the caster.

The flame archangel rushed towards Alfin.

Alfin is now at level 30. It stands to reason that it is easy to kill the Flame Archangel at this level, but her parameters are piled up on the backup and auxiliary classes, and there is almost no attack ability.

The sword of Chi Yan penetrated her body!

(to be continued)

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