The Riddler Get Out of Terra

——This is no longer something carbon-based organisms can do.

Just when Miss Lapland was gritting her teeth and preparing to continue to curse and observe the terrain, the priest reached out his hand to the nun's back. He did not touch her, but hung his hand in the air, pinching it with his middle finger and thumb.

Snapped--

After a snap of her fingers, Miss Lapland returned to normal.

But she can't do anything now - the new personality is extremely obedient and has removed all the dangerous items she can use. She also specially used a nun's uniform to further limit the possibility of Ms. Killer's violent movements. Lapland even felt a little wet. sticky!

asshole!

Seeing that the originally well-behaved nun continued to have a ferocious smile on her face, Macaron pressed her cheek against the side of Laplande's face. ,

But Lapland did not refuse - or in other words, she was completely attracted by what the priest said.

"I thought you could use your abilities to resist me, but you obediently obeyed my orders and did everything I asked you to do - you were so perfect that you even threw away the guy you finally settled on."

It’s not because of you bastard!

"Seeing that someone from the Saluzzo family wanted to use their spirit to destroy them, I couldn't help but do some testing." Macaron hugged him a little tighter - he was not worried about Laplande's sharp nails tearing him, because The newly born nun had just cut her nails and some hair for an unknown purpose, and now the white wolf only had its teeth.

The action of biting often requires the movement of the head - the macaron and lapland are now tightly attached.

"It doesn't look like it's working out well."

Lapland noticed that the priest's shoulders shook.

"The stupid gangster thinking made those old guys only train your attacks and skills, but you can use them more delicately..."

Macaron leaned close to Lapland's dewy plush ears: "It seems that I didn't teach you much."

!

"Haha, this is not a secret thing."

Macaron no longer hugged Lapland tightly, and led Lapland, who started to think about things again after hearing his words, to the seat next to him, and let Miss White Wolf, who was thinking about things, sit next to him.

"Look at my appearance, let go of your tense body, and feel it carefully."

"I'm going to have a meeting soon, and you should go and attend it."

Macaron looked at Lapland who raised his head again, staring at the deep anger and cruelty hidden in the iron-gray pupils:

"You can't hide it from me, and you can't refuse me. The nun just now must really want to see the world again."

asshole!

Chapter 30 Blood of Desire

I remember this grudge!

Lapland gave Macaron a big cross in his heart.

But she had no choice but to tighten the loosened lock again, trying to nip any risk of exposure in the cradle.

"Well done, Miss Labland."

Macaron discovered Lapland's secret movements.

But the priest who had just hugged Labland like a lover and carefully appreciated Miss White Wolf's well-trained body was now as clear as a baby's eyes.

It made Lapland shudder just looking at it.

"Although I still want to sit in a chair with you and talk about the Origin Stone skills of the Saluzzo family while drinking afternoon tea, but who told me to have other things?"

Macaron did not continue to do anything. He very skillfully instructed Miss White Wolf to put the equipment in the corresponding position. During this period, he casually exchanged his understanding of mental destruction with Miss Lapland:

"Spiritual Source Stone skills are very rare on the continent of Terra. Individuals or families with such Source Stone skills often have many wonderful records."

"But in the final analysis, this is a kind of magic, a research on Origin Stone technology that needs to be studied and expanded. But the Saluzzo family..."

Miss Lapland paused after hearing this, but said nothing. She continued to rearrange the chair and sweep away the dust on the floor.

"The mafia family...hoo~hoo~"

The priest whistled harshly, "Where can we delve into the in-depth development of Origin Stone skills? The most common one is nothing more than more efficient lethality training."

"The person I raised is just like you now."

"And deep development... just like me, can make you like you are now."

Lapland's body was shaking with anger, but she couldn't rely on her superior force to rush to the table and smash the priest's mouth and his face into the rough tabletop.

——She can't beat this man who talks nonsense.

"Then what kind of abilities do you have?"

After a while, she found that the priest had no intention of continuing. Lapland, who was just instructing her to clean up, spoke,

"How far can you go?"

The priest did not show off impatiently, but asked Lapland to look at him - the deep black lines on his open fingers made Lapland's eyes widen in shock.

The priest had no intention of hiding it. The black silk thread appeared in front of Lapland very quickly, allowing Miss White Wolf to directly observe every detail on the thread:

This black thread is definitely not a physical source stone weapon, Lapland

When De touched it with his hand, he didn't put any force at all. Instead, it was connected to the black silk thread.

What followed were some fragmented memories:

From the main perspective, there is a pair of white and flawless arms, calmly inserting a needle filled with bright red blood into the body of Lapland, who is unconscious on the square table.

With the infusion of liquid, Lapland's face, which was troubled by pain even in a coma, regained its composure, and once again immersed himself in the dreamless sweet land like a snoozing baby.

This is?

Lapland was horrified.

She could detect that the black thread had the smell of spiritual destruction, but she didn't expect that this rough and crazy Origin Stone technique could be so delicate!

In Lapland's hands, mental destruction is just a matter of killing people. She uses this cold-blooded and ruthless tool to kill all enemies that stand in front of her.

But in the hands of the priest, the spiritual destruction was as important a body organ as the hands and feet. He used this powerful arm as naturally as breathing to complete operations that even the legends of the Saluzzo family could not imagine.

"What did you inject me with?"

Lapland is no longer obsessed with the priest's Origin Stone skills.

Of course she knew that if she wanted to have a good relationship with the priest, she should continue to ask along the topic. On the one hand, she could obtain information and on the other hand, she could let the priest relax his vigilance.

She even used everything he could provide in exchange for the priest to give her guidance, so that this terrifying Originium skill could shine in Lapland's hands.

But Lapland just didn't want to do this. A certain emotion was wandering in her body, which made Lapland, who was so shocked that she was a little confused, choose another topic to disturb the priest's performance.

"This is the ultimate secret of Yharnam, the panacea that connects the residents of Yharnam."

The priest took out the test tube filled with red liquid that was passed to Lapland's memory from his pocket.

He didn't open his mouth, but a deep voice suddenly appeared in Lapland's mind.

Miss White Wolf calmly glanced at the black line connected to her finger.

"You injected it, which means you are already a member of Yanan. From then on, Yanan will be your permanent hometown. Just like the Saluzzo family residence in Sicily."

The priest continued to communicate with Lapland inside her mind,

"Just like the current spiritual communication, there are many things that can be done after the spiritual destruction is refined. Precise and superficial use is the way you and I communicate now."

"Delicate use is Miss Nun."

"I carefully tore your mind apart, separated some memories and emotions from your total memory, and then cut some of my mental fragments into your body."

"Yes, Miss Nun's raw material is your memory. When you were a child, you were innocent, childish, and liked to look at beautiful things. Your well-behaved and obedient self was combined with some fragments of me to become what I hoped it would be."

Macaron didn't care at all that Lapland could escape his control and said:

"A new loyal family member has appeared who can't live without me and regards me as everything - your current pain, madness and alienation are even more unparalleled ingredients for her."

"Rough application is large-scale fluctuations and small-scale stinging lines. Just like this."

The priest shook his body, and a black, continuous water pattern spread from within him, spreading to Lapland's side and making the determined Lapland stunned for a while.

Then he flicked his index finger, and in an instant a black line pierced Lapland's collarbone, causing no pain, but Lapland's head went blank.

When he returned to normal, he saw the priest retracting his index finger.

There is no doubt about how powerful spiritual destruction is in the hands of this person.

……

"Aren't you worried that I will find a way to get rid of you after knowing the principle?"

After a long silence, Lapland sneered at Macaron, seemingly not worried about this person deepening his control over her.

"Worried?" The priest glanced at Lapland in surprise, "Do you know how much effort I put into developing this Origin Stone technology and how much danger I suffered?"

"If I hadn't met some powerful partners, I would have died directly from mental exhaustion during the first development."

The priest stopped talking. He stood on the table and looked at the chairs in each row and column. He found that they were all neatly arranged like small trees that had just been planted. Then he continued to communicate with the abnormally calm Miss Lapland:

"I guess you are still thinking about what I am injecting you. Don't worry. The limitations of the panacea are not news that need to be hidden. Miss Lapland, just tonight, in the church you work so hard to take care of. , I will introduce the benefits and price of this thing to every Yanan resident."

"As for a more in-depth understanding, wait until evening. I will exchange some more profound stories with you, but before that, remember my evaluation of the panacea."

"This is the blood of thirst, the blood of life, the blood of desire. Only the wise and the brave can use it."

Chapter 31 Arrangements

This priest must have some hidden secret that he is not telling.

Lapland thought to himself.

This is not an unthinking guess, this is a bold argument made by Lapland based on his own situation.

In the world of flesh and blood, Miss White Wolf regards the labor pain caused by the Source Stone infection as the standard to distinguish reality from illusion - it is this familiar pain that reminds her that she is not in a dream.

But until Lapland woke up, Miss White Wolf had not felt any pain at all.

The painful pain coming from the infected area.

When she used her fingers to twist her thigh, which was not covered by any silk fabric, the pain reminded her that she was definitely not living or dying in some illusion.

In the end, she could only associate this wonderful situation with the blood of thirst that the priest injected into her, guessing that the bright red blood-like liquid had incredible power.

As for the deeper ones, Lapland didn't dare to think about it.

Once many things are related to the Origin Stone, the greed and counterattack malice aroused will destroy all good hopes.

Lapland knew that as long as he escaped and sold the magic medicine to eliminate the pain caused by the Origin Stone infection as intelligence, the priest and the Yharnan in his mouth would be destroyed.

However, Miss White Wolf was even more frightened because of this.

This man didn't care that Miss Killer ran out and made everything public, which proved that he must have some way to make Lapland unable to resist.

When the unknown is connected with a huge threat, some people are curious and some are afraid.

And Lapland wanted to overcome all of this, draw nutrients from the crushing suffering, and make his new self stronger.

So Miss Lapland stopped trying to make small moves and listened to the priest's instructions to wipe the tables and chairs and clean the hall. She occasionally fetched water and looked at the outside world through the open window. She might take a few glances, but she would still go back to the church and continue working.

Yes, work.

The priest very straightforwardly told Miss Lapland that everyone must contribute their part in the early days of the founding of Yharnam.

If Miss Lapland wanted to have dinner with him, she had to do something, and what she could do at the moment was to follow the priest's orders to clean up the already clean church.

——It’s as clean as if it’s unpopular, but there’s no dust at all. This place is completely out of touch with time, with bright windows, clean units, a modern feel, and a rough-and-tumble primitiveness.

Yanan, a strange place.

Miss Lapland finished her work and took her share from the black suit who had brought the food for the priest, thinking as she ate.

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"My dear friends! My dear residents! Today is the first time we are all here together. Sit here and listen to me, the unquestionable leader of Yharnan, Macaron Brando is here Be open and honest.”

"Yes, the first time. Those who came first and those who came later; those who obeyed orders and those who did not; those who participated in the construction, those who were injured and doubted the medicine and had to rest... Everyone has come here to listen to what I am telling you. ideal."

"I think each of you has discovered what is different about Yanan. This town is unprecedentedly peaceful, and the frequent natural disasters seem to have forgotten this promised land."

"I still remember that many of you learned that there would be a natural disaster nearby, packed your luggage anxiously, were stopped by black suits, yelled at each other, and even fought with each other. In the end, my loyal guards used even greater violence to stay in Asia. Nan.”

There were a few low laughs from below the crowd, not out of fear or forcing laughter, but out of the narrowness of recalling the dark history.

The people in black used their labor and help over the past two weeks to prove their reliability and integrity to the refugees who came to Yanan.

Even the residents who were knocked to the ground by three punches and two kicks were conquered by their strength and order. They are the guardians and defenders of the wolf pack.