Pastor Bai's Journey to Another World

After approaching, the night ghost was still thinking about getting more information, after all, the organist was probably secretly contacting her master to report the situation.

"Little girl, you are an organist, right? Are you lost? Do you want me to take you back to your master?" The night hag in disguise quietly raised her paw, and immediately waited for the organist to tell her more. kill it.

"I have no master, and no one can control my destiny." The girl's originally gentle smile turned cold for some reason.

Feeling something was wrong, the night hag swung her sharp claws, "Then please die!"

Ghosts like ghosts are not weak mages. They have strong melee capabilities. Even a machine made of steel can be scrapped instantly with this blow.

Bang.

A dull voice sounded.

Before the hag's sharp claws slashed on the organ girl's body, the organ man punched the hag in the abdomen fiercely.

The terrifying force caused the hag's abdomen to sag instantly, and while she took several steps back to relieve the force, her stomach was overwhelmed.

The organ girl didn't pursue, but just looked at the hag coldly.

The night hags in the distance took out the casting materials one after another: "Heh, an organ man without a master is even rarer than a wild dog."

"Hags, I don't have time to argue with you. Where's Peggy? With her strength, she should be the grandma in your party now. Let her come out to see me."

The night hags whose identities had been exposed looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't know whether this organist was an enemy or a friend, and they didn't dare to expose the news that Peggy was dead.

But this young girl has already locked the spell book in the pocket of a night hag in the distance.

The black leather cover, the pattern matches the target, and it is judged to be Peggy's spell book "Dead Day Document".

However, the magic aura emitted by the night hag showed that her spellcasting ability was only three rings at most.

"Understood, it turns out that Peggy is dead," the girl organist nodded, and put on a serious face, "Then from now on, you are fully under my command."

"What are you again?" A hag taunted in a bitter voice, and this unknown organist took over as soon as he said he would take over?

The girl organist responded frankly: "I am Melissa Type 2 b12, you can also call me the execution port. In view of the change of the observation policy, we will change from passive observation to active intervention according to the apostle's instructions."

She paused and then emphasized: "If necessary, I will take all means to ensure the implementation of the plan."

What is an apostle?

"I don't understand what you're saying."

These night hags had no interest in bowing their heads and proclaiming their allegiance. They chanted incantations and cast magic to kill this organ immediately.

[The hag refuses to cooperate, and the other party is extremely hostile. In view of the hag's unique values, the use of limited force is allowed. 】

[Transfer protocol has been activated]

[Sentry-level floating cannons are about to arrive, please prepare to receive them]

【Single soldier repelling magic field is about to arrive...】

"Then I have to use force to persuade."

The organ girl's expression was flat, and the pupils in her eyes seemed to be turning with gears.

……

Tiefling gathering area.

The darkest place at night in Anda City.

In a basement in the tiefling gathering area, these hags came here following the organ girl in good order.

There's no other way, before the pastor cleans them up, this organist alone can kill them.

A short battle a few minutes ago had already made these night hags feel the difference in strength.

During this period, the night hag knew that the situation was not good, so she cast a spell secretly to escape, turning into a black mist and going away at a high speed.

As a result, the organist girl also disappeared in the same place immediately, and then there was a scream from a distance, and the organist came back shortly after, carrying the hag.

She threw the escaped hag beside the other hags like throwing garbage, and then the organist warned coldly: "Please don't make unnecessary struggles, the power given to us by the apostles is beyond your imagination."

After entering the basement, the hags saw other organ people here. These organ people performed their duties and were busy with work that the hags couldn't understand. Some hags realized that these organ people were imitating human factories and seemed to be producing something.

"Long story short, do you know about magnetic fields?"

The hags were taken aback by the sudden question of the girl who claimed to be the execution port.

"Know some."

"A little research."

"Not very interested, I'm only interested in how to torture humans."

The executive port explained patiently: "On Sunday next week, the magnetic field change of Salem will cause negative energy to be active for a long time, and many ritual magic related to negative energy can also benefit from it. I know that Peggy, the twisted worm, is the servant of the dead lady. Mastering the rituals of the plague and the recipe for making Netherhounds..."

Before the execution port was finished, the Night Hag interrupted:

"To tell you the truth, we are not the servants of the deceased lady. In fact, only Peggy is. Now that she is dead, we don't know any of the things you mentioned. She is very stingy and refuses to hand in anything."

"No, you will," the organ girl is very sure, "she can't let you do things for her without knowing anything. First of all, you need to tell me the details of the tasks you have been assigned during this period."

After the hags hesitated, they succumbed to the power of the warden girl and chose to cooperate, but there were still many things to hide. They were not sure whether the warden would kill them after gaining knowledge from here.

The execution port is not interested in all kinds of detailed data. After listening, she said: "You just need to continue doing what you used to do. As for you..."

She looked at the young hag among the hags.

"Based on your answer just now, it is obvious that you are Peggy's chosen successor. Your task is to study through Peggy's spell book within a week and master all the recorded ritual magic."

The young hag was overjoyed. Originally, it was difficult for her to compete with other hags for the opportunity to study spell books. Unexpectedly, these organists gave her this opportunity.

The organist girl warned coldly:

"If you refuse to execute it, we will force you to execute it through various violent means based on the broad personality traits of spirits. Please consider it carefully."

"Please consider it carefully."

All the girls around me said in unison.

Then the executive port continued on its own: "Since Peggy is dead, with your strength, you will soon be discovered and annihilated by the religious forces of this city. As for escaping, as far as I know, with the current city wall Strength, I'm afraid you are already hard to get close to."

The hags were silent. Once Peggy died, they had already thought about sneaking out of the city and flying away, and then slowly discussed the distribution of Peggy's inheritance.

However, as the authorities said, the city walls of Anda City have already possessed powerful power under the collective blessing of the priests. Religious facilities such as temples gather the power of faith, not only for undead creatures, but even for spirit monsters. Close to the city wall.

Naturally, it is also possible to force a breakthrough, but their disguise will definitely be exposed in a short period of time. If they are not careful, they will be easily besieged and killed. They are looking for an opportunity to break through.

The organ girl analyzed the facial expressions of the hags while talking: "You can continue the ceremony in exchange for our temporary shelter. After the event is over, you can also use the chaos to leave the city. This is a win-win situation. If you maintain a positive attitude and cooperate, I can also gift you a valuable magic item in my personal name."

Under coercion and temptation, these night hags have no other way out.

"Then do as you wish."

Chapter 135 Chapter 132 Wei Fengxian

In the early hours of the next day.

The soft light of dawn is far from coming, and the earth is still shrouded in darkness.

In Anda City, however, light is still limited against the enveloping darkness. The light yellow light of kerosene lamps on the street is protected by glass, and it is not afraid of the morning wind, bringing stability and stability to the silent street without people. bright.

Because of the silence, some movements are more obvious.

There were clear footsteps on the street, and a man in a black windbreaker and black hat carried a suitcase and turned into a secluded alley.

Behind him are two men in hardcover, both of whom are wearing masks to hide their true faces. There is also a long sword on the waist of the man. This kind of military weapon is strictly controlled, even in the chaotic area of ​​the city. rare.

And in the dark alley, there were actually two goblins waiting for them.

With the light of the kerosene lamp outside the alley, he could barely see the appearance of the goblin.

Green skin, childish figure, pointed ears and fangs, cloudy yellow eyes, typical goblin appearance.

The two goblins were wearing leather armor and had daggers around their waists. Their seemingly idle but full of vigilance also showed that these two goblins were not just for nothing.

"What about the goods?"

The man in the windbreaker kept a distance from the goblin, and the man behind him touched the long sword at his waist.

The goblin spit, turned his head to the side, and the man followed the goblin's movements to see that there were also several animal skin parcels piled up in the corner of the alley.

The man in the windbreaker waved his hand, and a man approached the packages on guard, and then opened them one by one to check. Inside was a pile of fine white powder. As the package was opened, an indescribable strange fragrance came out.

The man carefully dipped a little powder with his finger, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it carefully, his face suddenly showed a little intoxication and struggle.

This look made the goblin face a very ironic smile.

After a while, the man resisted the urge to take a deep breath, closed the package silently, faced the goblins and retreated to his companion step by step.

"It's even purer than last time, I'm almost addicted..." The man whispered the results of his examination.

The man in the windbreaker nodded in satisfaction, put the box in his hand on the ground and took a few steps back, and the goblin also came over and began to check the contents of the box.

The box is not gold coins, it is full of various documents.

The goblin looked through everything, including access cards, purchase permits, and even district appointment certificates...

All of these documents bear the stamp of the Meshko Corporation.

"Why is there no construction permit for the factory in the suburbs?" The goblin asked in a shrill voice, frowning after searching for a while.

The man in the windbreaker replied with a deep voice: "Because our people haven't taken the manager's position yet, but with this batch of goods, the joints on the rigid wrist will be opened soon, and it will be much easier to do things by then."

The goblin shook his head very dissatisfied: "...You humans are always sneaky and sneaky when you trade. I don't care about that much. I just ask you, can you get the permission before next week's Sunday?"

"Two days? Heh, why are you in such a hurry, I might as well tell you, it's not that I can't do it, you have to know that there are many eyeliners from the Earl's Mansion in the Myshko Company, and almost all the officials in the city have been abducted Running away, this is not a trivial matter..." The man in the windbreaker suppressed his hat and smiled, with a hint of temptation in his tone.

The goblin responded coldly: "There is no need to bargain. If you don't have this ability, then don't talk about it. Don't contact me again in the future."

Seeing that the goblin was so determined, the man in the windbreaker frowned and thought for a while, and finally agreed.

"I'll try my best."

"You'd better really try your best. I'll be here waiting for you on Sunday night this week."

The goblin took the box, and together with his companions they stepped over the low wall at the end of the alley, dropping all the packages in the corner.

The dawn still had not risen, and the secret meeting was over.

……

In the early morning, there was a gentle song of birds outside the window, and under the influence of the ambient sound and temperature, Weiwei woke up with a moist and itchy feeling on her face.

She felt something warm and slippery licking her face, from her neck to the base of her ears; from her cheeks to her forehead; from the tip of her nose to her chin.

She thought it was the monastery's cats who came to lick her again, which was a common occurrence after the awakening of the blood.

Sometimes I can even see several cats sitting on my bed as soon as I open my eyes.

But this time I didn't feel the rough feeling of a cat's tongue.

In contrast, it is softer and has a hint of citrus sweetness, which makes people want to stick out their tongues and touch this beauty.

Weiwei opened her eyes, and what she saw was Shanela's beautiful face.

"..."

Silently looking at the beautiful face close at hand, there is not a single pore on the smooth and delicate face, the elves are humanoid creatures with sparse body hair, and even elf men don't grow beards.

Feeling the meticulous and unique face washing service, Weiwei feels that this elf girl is really like a cat sometimes.

Maverick, its own way, but has a different kind of charm.

At this time, the blue eyes and green eyes suddenly looked at each other, like the light reflected by two gemstones colliding with each other.

"Eh...you're awake, um...good morning."

Shanella's eyes shifted sideways, she didn't dare to look at Weiwei, she poked her fingers awkwardly at each other, she was a little embarrassed when she originally planned to secretly touch her mouth.

"Good morning, Sister Shanella."

Weiwei didn't care about this level of offense, she carefully looked at the appearance of this elf girl.

At this moment, Ollie's spell has expired, and Shanela has changed back to the appearance of a big ocean horse. The little pajamas she was wearing originally looked half-dressed because they didn't fit well. The brink of bursting.

She sat on Weiwei's waist through the quilt, and Weiwei could feel the light weight of the other party.

"I thought it was a cat. I have to say, Sister Shanela's style of washing people's faces is really special." Weiwei whispered, with a smile on her face.

Sanella reminisced about the wonderful touch of the tip of her tongue, and the smile on her face showed some satisfaction: "Hehehe, I saw your sleeping face just after waking up, and I couldn't control myself."