Even if you become a witch, you have to eat oranges

The illusory bloody hands spread out and he was let go.All of a sudden he was lying on the ground, retching desperately.

But the nauseating feeling lingered in his throat and never subsided.

Suddenly, a stream of cold air rushed from my stomach straight into my mind.He suddenly woke up and felt that the world was different.

The power of the Holy Light, which was originally difficult to control, has become docile, and the bottleneck that has been broken like a stone for a long time is now loose.

"This! What is this! Is there more? Give me more!"

He became excited and rushed towards the red-haired woman, but was easily avoided.

"I said, as long as you do something trivial, it will naturally help you."

Xi Wensen struggled in his heart. The identity of the other party was already obvious in his eyes, and what he was going to do was definitely not a good thing.

"Okay! I do!"

He accepted it faster than he expected.

"very good."

After recalling these, Shivenson put on his robes and dressed them neatly with the help of his wife.

"I am going out……"

He looked deeply at his wife, turned back resolutely and walked out of the door.

Along the way, the neighbors took the initiative to say hello to him. Pastor Shivenson was famous for his friendliness.

He nodded in response, a friendly smile on his face.

The direction we walked was not to the North Branch Church, but to the Rhine City Headquarters Church.

He was going there to report the cultists' actions.

ps: There is only one update today, I will make it up tomorrow.

Volume 78, third coffin: [-]. Attack and sneak attack

It was late at night, a moonlit night.There was silence everywhere, and the few sounds of insects and running water were particularly clear.

On the edge of the logging village, there is a dense forest, but now that autumn is approaching, most of the trees have turned yellow.

Click.

The sound of branches breaking was heard, and dozens of people were walking through the dense forest, looking towards the village not far away.

The old man walked in the front, followed by a majestic figure like an iron tower. The strong bald man's eyes occasionally flashed with bloodthirsty like a beast.

"Sir, when do we start taking action?"

A cult leader wearing black gloves asked the old man in front. Because the strong man behind him was too oppressive, the cult members unknowingly distanced themselves.

"Don't be anxious, wait for the signal from the adults."

Old Cade turned his head and glanced at them.He knew that most of these guys were eager to kill and plunder next.

Although the main purpose is to offer sacrifices to the God of Hades, while bringing disaster to people, the top leaders of the cult also let these subordinates wreak havoc.

Many of them are actually villagers who were born nearby. They joined the cult because they couldn't afford food, committed crimes, offended big shots and other reasons.There are even people from the victimized villages who tend to pursue power more, vent their pain, and double down on persecuting other ordinary villagers.

The cadre suddenly boldly asked in a low voice:

"Sir, will the God Envoy come here this time too?"

"It's not something you should know."

A few years ago, the divine envoy didn't mind appearing in front of the members. She often used terrifying oppression and tortured the cultists who didn't like her at every turn.

In the eyes of many members, she is more terrifying than the God of Hades they believe in.

But in recent years, she has rarely appeared, and all instructions are issued through senior cadres.

Among the lower-level members, rumors gradually spread that the envoy had offended the God of Hades and was punished.Some even think that the God Envoys are now in the old sect, and they were deceived by a few high-level officials to become independent.

Old Cade didn't give any more answers.But he knew in his heart that every time a sacrifice was made, the God Envoy would be present.

"Look over there, that flame!"

The cult members suddenly started making noise, and one of them shouted that a black flame appeared in the center of the village and spread quickly to all sides.

"It's the god of Hades, the flame of Lord Hades."

"Lord Hades! Bless your devout believers..."

The cultists became agitated one after another. Some looked at the burning village with a fierce look, some sat down and prayed on the spot, and some stood there with expressions of fear and excitement.

Old Cade just watched quietly, counting in his mind.When the appointed moment came, he cried:

"Everyone take action! Remember your mission!"

"Yes, my lord!"

The cultists were all ready to go. They all took out a small crystal ball and rushed towards the village.

……

In the other two directions, there were the same two teams, led by 'Prisoners' and 'Assassins'.

The prisoner was a man with his upper body naked and shackles wrapped around his body. He had many sparse black scales on his body, a ferocious black mesh pattern on his face, and his eyes were red.

"Come on, little ones! Let these mortals see our terror!"

Some kind of crazy aura he exuded seemed to infect the cultists behind him, making them also go crazy.

"Oh oh oh! Come on!"

“Have a merry feast!”

The chains on this monster-like man suddenly emitted a faint light, and then went out.

His whole body became excited, and he dropped the chains on his body, saliva overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

"The time has come! Let me make a scene!"

"Sir, our mission is not to kill..."

A black-gloved cadre barely managed to stay awake. He looked at his companions around him and felt chills all over, and he forced himself to remind them.

The cadre code-named "Prisoner" was originally a failure in the baptism of Hades. He was very bloodthirsty and easily lost his mind.Usually special magic chains are needed to suppress it.It can be said that they were released entirely due to lack of combat power.

"Ha-what did you say?"

The prisoner looked at the cadre, his eyes red and cold.

The cadre's body stiffened, and his whole body was wrapped in black and red airflow. His body became dry, as if his blood was constantly being lost.

"Ah ah ah, sir, I was wrong, please let me go!"

In just a short time, he became a cadre as skinny as dry wood.Begging for mercy in pain and fear.

The power of Hades that resided in him went berserk, and he was only glanced at by the prisoner.

"What a waste! How can a waste like you understand the greatness of Hades! You are not worthy of bearing his power!"

The prisoner spat and walked away with his crazy subordinates.

He ran in long strides, leaving deep footprints with his bare feet. His body was covered in black scales, and a short sharp horn emerged from the top of his head.

"Who! Who's over there!"

The prisoner who had completely turned into a monster suddenly turned his head. It seemed to be as sensitive as a beast, and its bloodshot eyes stared at the woods on one side.

call out!

No one responded, only a huge fireball flew out, with red flames burning on the surface.

In the pupils of the one-horned monster, the reflected fireball suddenly expanded.As soon as it took a step, explosive power erupted from its feet, and it had already left the spot.

boom!

The fireball exploded, erupting into a huge impact and fire wave, covering some of the cultists who had no time to dodge.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, a shallow, charred pit tens of meters wide appeared on the spot, with some black wreckage smoking and smelling inside.

With this blow, one-third of the group of cultists were killed before the enemy even saw them.

Standing on the trunk of the tree, its claws dug deeply into the wood. It looked in the direction of the attack and roared:

"Get out of here!"

……

Old Cade was also heading towards the village. The huge explosion in the distance startled him and he squinted his eyes.

The subordinates behind him were not as chaotic as the prisoners.They kept a certain distance and queue, looking around vigilantly.

"Stop first and move forward slowly!"

They noticed movement in the distance, looked over there with anger and fear, and at the same time were alert to their surroundings.

wow!

The attack came as expected, but this time it was not an explosion, but a huge water flow.

The raging torrent came from all directions, and it was difficult to see where it was coming from.This attack may not seem as terrifying as flames, but it carries tremendous power.

The trees on the way were broken in an unstoppable manner, the water carrying sharp rocks and branches was rolled over forcefully, and a torrent taller than a human was coming from all directions.

Bang!

"Ah!"

"Well……"

The team was instantly dispersed, and most of the lower-level members were submerged without a word. After a while, blood rose from the water there.

The tall butcher suddenly rushed towards Old Cade who was standing next to him and hugged him tightly.

Volume 79, Third Coffin: [-]. Multiple Actions

The water flow gradually dispersed, and only a few strong trees remained in this forest. When the attack came, a few cadres quickly hid behind a few trees to avoid the most ferocious first wave.

"Who, who is it?"

"Where is your lord? Is he still there?"

The three surviving cadres all used the power of Hades and turned into powerful black and red monsters.They leaned against the trees and looked around in panic.

boom!

Not far away, a tower-like butcher descended from the sky, leaving a deep pit in the muddy pond.Water splashed everywhere.

He put down Old Cade in his arms, but still stayed behind him.

"Sir! Hurry! Let the butcher find that enemy!"

Some cadres saw them and immediately shouted loudly.These people are obviously not opponents, and they are not at the same level as the enemy who has not shown up.

And old Cade is not good at fighting either.Only the cold killing machine of the Butcher can resist that enemy.This is the only way to save their lives.

"Shut up and remember your identities. I don't need your orders."

Old Cade cursed angrily. He knew that he was different from other cadres in that he did not have a strong fighting capacity. These subordinates often dared to question him face to face.

"Sir, please ask the butcher to take action. We really can't stop him. If this continues, we will all die here!"

The cadre had a look of fear on his face, and there was deep pleading and pain in his tone.

"Don't you understand? This old guy is extremely afraid of death."

Next to him, the cadre who was most seriously injured had his abdomen cut open by something unknown. His flesh and blood were a mess, and even the monster-like vitality could not heal in a short time.

There was only despair on his monster face, and he said coldly:

"This old guy obviously has mastered such a powerful person. But he will only use it to protect himself. If he lets the butcher move, we won't lose so much."

"It's like this every time. He is the only one alive and intact."

"Huh, it's just the wail of the dead." Old Cade glanced at them, still making no move, and just let the butcher continue to stand behind him.

The next wave of attacks came soon, and the remaining cadres were desperate and could only stare into the distance.

Although the night was pitch black, the nearby obstacles had been swept away just now, and their enhanced vision could barely see a blurry figure.