A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

It's just, how could Meistek let him go so easily?The general of the Duke's Mansion clasped his palms together, large and small vortexes quickly converged, and the entire room was completely out of physical order, sweeping towards the strange method above with a huge attraction!

224. Symphony

In the castle, Cloris could feel the shaking under her feet all the time.The flower window was shattered in the aftermath of the explosion, the eyes looked out, and the dazzling wings formed by the stretching of thousands of vesicles undulated and contracted in the living breath.

After Qifa left, the black priest Layson did not have the unruffled coordination ability of the Bishop in purple clothes. He sped up the dispatch, and most of the staff of the Grace House had evacuated, and only the Walsh Kahler team was left. There are only five teams.

During the long suffering and waiting, Cloris and Veronica in the body of the boarding nun frequently looked at each other and exchanged glances.

This look implies apprehension, consultation and vague anticipation.

Cloris: Now is the best chance, it's time for you to perform.

Veronica: And then what and then what?With such a big fight, the follow-up plan will definitely surprise everyone!

The current environment is not chaotic enough, and both of them hope that the other party can do some tricks, otherwise they can only stand still.

"Fuck-"

A group of sun priests fell from the sky and crashed into the meeting hall through the flower window. The leader wore a sun brooch, and his whole body was like a scorching sun with infinite power.

Leysen's heart skipped a beat—since the enemy can break through here, it means that the cultivator responsible for the defense of this area is exhausted. If no one else blocks the gap in a short period of time, it will easily lead to a complete defeat.

The church robes of the Church of the Sun are somewhat similar to those of the Holy Church of Mercy. The most basic clergyman, the "Prayer of the Morning Sun", is dressed in light gold, and the "Deacon of the Sun" who is in charge of the first district is pure white. As for Mark Xi, the robes worn by the "twilight bishop" who governs a place tend to be dark gold.

However, with the split between Dawn and Dusk, the Church of the Sun also abolished these two priesthood titles. Only the "Deacons of Lieyang" have remained the same for a hundred years.

The head deacon Lie Yang didn't give Leisen any chance to greet him. He pulled out the platinum blunderbuss that looked like a double-barreled shotgun on his back, and declared with enthusiasm and indifference: "Long live the sun."

The whistling white light suddenly engulfed everyone in the meeting hall, and a round incandescent sun gradually rose. At this moment, a baby with a huge brain and short wings flew over, and it bit down the round sun. Then the torso suddenly swelled like a ball.

"Hey—"

Amidst the ear-piercing cry, Yingtong spit out flames like a dragon's breath towards Deacon Lieyang, and returned all the power of that shot.

Deacon Lie Yang looked solemn, and a knight behind him blocked his breath and erected a golden shield to block the infant's counterattack.

Shadow 21 in the corner stood out, and his body was covered with sacred and filthy, handsome and deformed, dignified and profligate, pure white and dark black blended human-shaped objects, these strange existences appeared under the scorching sun.

Cloris finally saw clearly what was entangled with Shadow 21 all the time, and she couldn't say whether it was the protection of the Holy Spirit or the entanglement of resentful spirits.

The long-necked girl hangs high above her head, like a lamp shining, and the cold boy squats under his knees, his arms like shackles, and the spider-like rash spreads from under the skin, giving birth to a gentle and stern woman's face.

The skinny old man hugged the shadowy man, his face was solemn and kind, like a kind wise man peeking at the direction of the future, but behind his head was a gloomy and evil face, snickering frivolously from time to time.

Countless distorted things made Ying 21's body overwhelmed, and made him like a towering mountain.

"Wow, yell, cripple my brother, kill my brother, I will die with you, the hateful Sun Church, Holy Father—" Walsh Culler prayed loudly, his sub-brain was overloaded, He drew the blessing of the benevolent Holy Father with false piety, he hid behind Leysen, and pointed at Deacon Lieyang with the spine of the scriptures, "Please punish this villain!"

A bolt of holy light hit the shield as fast as a thunderbolt, and cracks like spider webs suddenly appeared on the golden light.

Layson didn't expect this little goblin to have such a backbone. Moreover, it took only a few months for Kale to become a clergyman, and he was able to perform decent magic through prayers. His talent and piety are worthy Approved by every clergyman in Grace House.

He glanced at the remaining personnel, estimating the time it would take for the dream receiver to stop, feeling a little heavy.

If you can't keep the succubus, then leave some more potential seeds for the Holy Cult...

Thinking of this, Leysen said to the remaining groups: "You evacuate from the secret passage according to the previous schedule. Now is an extraordinary time. You must know how to protect yourself and don't make fearless sacrifices."

After finishing speaking, he cast a deep glance at Walsh Calle and nodded.

Finally you can slip!Walsh Caller jumped up excitedly, he shouted: "I'm not going anywhere, according to Bishop Qifa's order, I should go the last one, I, Walsh Caller, will live and die with the Grace House !"

"This……"

The enemy is now, and Shadow 21 is blocking the invading priest of the sun. At this moment of life and death, the goblin's heartfelt words really moved everyone present. Several pure and emotional nuns were crying, and the fear of death in their hearts was no longer so strong .

A sense of pride and honor arises spontaneously: it is because of such heroic figures that the Holy Church can forge ahead in the wind and rain.

"Kaler, you have to take care of the overall situation, your life should have a greater destination!" Cloris stopped the goblin and advised sharply.

She is not a clergyman, but as a student of Moxiu, she can have an equal conversation with Leysen, so this obstructive wording is not considered presumptuous.

Walsh Caller screamed: "Shaqima let me go, 21 needs my help!"

He had just struggled half a step forward when a ray of light rubbed his toes and melted the bricks on the ground. The goblin flinched quickly and cursed at the girl while crawling into her arms: "Despicable and shameless Church of the Sun, Sachima, let go, don't let me go!" Stop me, you guys leave first!"

After the side of the meeting hall lost its defense, more and more soldiers invaded from above via airships. The petty goblin had never fought against the army in his life, nor did he have the idea of ​​fighting with guns and guns. He is a practical person who likes to perform. So he changed his mind and said: "Pastor Layson, if it weren't for the heavy responsibility, I wish I could stop the enemy with you! But now, I still have so many colleagues to take care of, don't worry, with me here, I will not let these suns The bastard will bully everyone with one more finger!"

After finishing his speech, Walsh Calle immediately felt the eyes of his gaze cast admiration, and in these adorations, there was even a faint desire for faith mixed in.

Laysen nodded solemnly: "I'll leave it to you."

Walsh Kahler looked at the remaining [-] monks and nuns in the conference hall, and piously praised: "Holy Father, be merciful!"

"Holy Father's Grace!" The unyielding cry broke out from the suppressed people in the scorching sun atmosphere.

The leading Deacon Lieyang heard the shouts in the distance, and his eyes were also full of fanaticism: "Heretics and cults should be purified by the supreme Lieyang!"

Ying 21 said indifferently: "The lost lamb should repent at the knee of the Holy Father."

Gray-green vesicles suddenly sprouted from his half body, and countless fine feathers of dreams stretched out on his face, and the many monsters on his body transformed into sacred and terrifying afterimages, compared to Mo Xiu's spiritual veins. As a symbol, Ying 21 is particularly gloomy and gray.

Seeing the situation intensified, Cloris didn't look any further, and hurriedly dragged Walsh Calle away.

Under the protection of the guards, everyone moved around the ruined ruins of the castle to the lower level. The castle was carried by a mountain of corpses more than ten meters high. The enemy had to step on the activated corpses to climb to the first floor of the castle.

The secret path is located in the spiral corridor made of squirming flesh and blood in the center of the corpse mountain. Normally, these corpses are just ordinary sculptures, but now they come alive, shocking the accompanying monks and nuns.

"This is in line with the teachings of the "Bible of Grace". You must know that we are the ones who bear our sins and are also burdened by our sins. The more you fear it, the more it will come to you," Cloris explained to some terrified nuns , "The existence of sin does not make us afraid, but reminds us to go further - we step on the shoulders of others, and one day, we will let others step on our shoulders to reach the kingdom of the Holy Father. "

The monks and nuns were thoughtful. They saw Miss Shaqima devoutly touching the wall of flesh and blood built by the guilty, and heard her pray softly: "Your burning will make the people of the world go further. Father has mercy on you at the end of the kingdom..."

Her voice was clear and pure, as if these flesh and blood were not abominable monsters, but martyrs who sacrificed for the great cause, and the strange touch infected everyone's silent thoughts——

"Father's mercy."

225. Symphony ([-])

In the downward corridor, each floor is connected with corridors extending in all directions. The downward path is obviously not only a dozen meters above the surface of the corpse mountain, but deeper and farther.

The flesh and blood are mixed with metal pipes and needles, like a huge biological machine.

Veronica suddenly pulled Cloris back, unwilling to go any further.

"What's the matter?" Cloris just asked, and realized it from the other party's eyes.

The succubus she was looking for was probably here.

When Veronica was in the Grace House, she had already felt the castle up and down. She could only tell that Moyi was trapped in a deep dream through vague perception, but she never imagined that Moyi was trapped in such a deeper dream. hidden place.

"Calle..." Cloris called the goblin to a stop.

Walsh Kahler was in a very relaxed mood. He didn't care how terrible the wall of the guilty was. He was only thankful that the little fox, Sakima, didn't drag him into trouble in the Grace House.

Of course, it is also possible that the big things have already been done - anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Grace House is about to be abolished by the Church of the Sun, and Walsh Calle also has a hard work to sow dissension to this extent.

It is also necessary to report to the Grace House. Walsh Kahler made up his mind that after the Church of the Sun’s crackdown ceased for a while, he would organize a group of believers to preach. After completing the promotion ceremony, he would immediately leave the Grace House and go to the Golden Silk The bird business went to the brothers.

His previous performances were not aimless. The worship of these monks and nuns can also be transformed into a part of faith. Although they actually believe in the merciful Father, as long as Walsh Calle packs himself into the role of a saint, You can turn into a fuel rat of the Holy Cult of Mercy, and secretly use a batch of vows for your own use.

He squeezed through the crowd happily, walked up to Cloris, pulled the girl aside and whispered: "I have perfectly fulfilled your commission, it's time for you to fulfill your promise to me!"

"Promise, what promise?" Veronica came over.

"Navilit, keep up with everyone. Sakima and I are discussing important matters." As soon as Walsh Kale finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that the nun was staring at him with a strange look.

Veronica praised in a low voice: "You even instigated a priest."

This sound was like a thunderbolt from the blue, and the hairs on Walsh Calle's ears immediately stood up in horror.

On the surface, he still asked calmly, "What exactly are you going to do?"

"Do you know that there is a succubus hidden in the Grace House?" Cloris asked.

Walsh Kahler shook his head blankly and asked, "Could it be that your goal is to find that succubus?"

"Yes."

"Then you go and look for it. What do you want me to do? I have to take everyone to evacuate!" The goblin was in a hurry. Now that he didn't get any benefits, he didn't want to take risks with Cloris again.

"I originally thought that the succubus was hidden in a secret room in the castle, and your ability is very suitable for stealing..." Cloris said, pointing to the outlines of some closed "doors" on the wall of the guilty , "Actually, it's not too bad now. I had a hunch when I touched the wall just now. If I forcibly destroy it, I will definitely be counterattacked by these corpses, so..."

"Let me try?" Walsh Culler looked at the entangled human torso on the wall, staring at him with silent eyes, making the goblin's scalp tingle, he whispered, "How do I know I'm right? It won't be backlashed after using its ability? I can't open the embedded layer on the living thing!"

"boom--"

There was an explosion from above the spiral corridor, as if an intruder had entered.

Everyone heard this terrible movement, and the monks and nuns saw Walsh Carr leaning over the steps above, and said to them: "The sun beast is coming, everyone run away, I will stop them—"

"Priest Caller!"

The dust settled down, amidst the sound of gunfire, fire, and prayers, Walsh Kahler said: "I'm fine, everyone don't care about me, for a greater ambition!"

No one could clearly see what happened above, but Walsh Kahler's heart touched all the believers of the Holy Father, with tears in their eyes, they walked further down unwillingly.

"No no no no no!!!"

At this moment, Cloris let go of Walsh Calle and pulled out the teaching robe stuffed into his mouth.

"You immoral little bastard!" The goblin jumped, "How dare you use phantoms to frame me!"

"I'll make it up to you later," Cloris said sternly, "I promise!"

At this point, Walsh Caller knew that he was still in the thief's car, he grumbled and said reluctantly: "There will be no next time!"

Veronica looked at Walsh Calle with great interest, and found that the girl she was looking at could always do all kinds of unexpected tricks.

Instigated against a sober priest?

This is something she can't even do!

If it is hypnosis, it is barely feasible, but it is easy to reveal the truth.

"Bitch, is this here?"

"I feel a stronger dream spilling out, which is very conspicuous in the negative emotions of these guilty people." Veronica looked at a door wrapped by arms and sharp claws, and said softly.

Walsh Kahler pretended to be calm and walked over, his little hairy hand touched the slippery and bloody door.

He tremblingly opened a corner of the flesh and blood, exposing the bones and capillaries underneath. Seeing that the guilty had not launched an attack, he took the courage to open two inlays on the entire wall, one in and one out. .

Behind the inlay, it was still pitch black.

"Bitch, are you sure you've found the right place?" Cloris asked.

"No," Walsh Caller shook his head and said, "There will be more later."

The goblin continued to open the inlay, walked through about four or five doors, and finally saw a light.

The three of them walked into the skeleton hall with a different style, and there were peaceful faces sleeping on the blood beds.Those faces seem to grow out of the bed, without any torso, their faces may be sad or angry or resentful, and there are pipes connected at the end of the bed.

"Tsk, isn't this a follower of Qifa who died in the baptism?" Walsh Culler was frightened, but at the same time couldn't help but wonder.

"Filter." Veronica frowned.

"what?"

"Their incomplete souls are collected to accommodate excessive desires and negative emotions, and power the entire mage tower. Look at the top," Veronica pointed to, and some pure solution flowed up the pipe. "Those are precipitated No matter how sinful people are, they will not be without a little bit of goodness, their desires will be burned as fuel, and virtues and wishes will be collected..."

"What's the use of that?" Walsh Caller asked curiously.

"I don't know..." Veronica shook her head.

"Heaven." Cloris said suddenly, "According to the scriptures of the Grace House, sinners will sink into the abyss, and those who redeem their sins will be happy forever in the kingdom of heaven."

Veronica looked at the goblin with a blank face, and the latter nodded thoughtfully: "This is indeed in line with the scriptures of the Grace House, but how can ordinary people not have those so-called 'sins'?"

"That's easy, you just tear up the soul, the good go to heaven, and the evil sink to the abyss." Cloris teased.

"Abyss..." Veronica murmured and repeated the word. Although she didn't understand religion, she also had her own perspective. She said, "Holy Father Mercy probably has some authority over the abyss."

Cloris asked suddenly: "Which supreme beings are there in the abyss?"

"There are quite a few evil gods who hold authority. It is an evil place full of lust and filth. The abyss under the lost kingdom is just one of his portals."

"Is the abyss a god?"

"It's the same as hell, the nether world, and the dreamland. It operates according to the rules of instinct and has no self-awareness." Veronica laughed triumphantly. "You should read more books, little wild cat. This knowledge is common sense in hell!"

Veronica is only one holy baptism away from the realm of human demigods, and she is not so shy about gods. As long as she doesn't take the initiative to provoke her, it is not easy for gods to walk in the world.

hell.