Reject me, hateful woman

"Haha, then you are exaggerating."

Historia was completely immersed in the performance, while Elena listened to the gossips of the audience and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Is it possible, not an exaggeration.

As a magician and gifted with the ability to listen to the sounds of all things, Elena's perception is far beyond anyone's. She just felt the chairs in the row in front of her shake. Although the amplitude was small, it was indeed shaking. .

The girl thought she was too sensitive at first, but other people also said it. Wasn't it an illusion?

Elena suddenly sighed with relief, then shook her head, thinking that she must have been too worried about the status of Lin En and Xiao Ai these days, and she was a little distracted. All the equipment in the Rose Theater is maintained by dedicated personnel every day. Yes, how could there be damage and shaking?

The girl's eyes suddenly solidified.

When she thought of Lin En, she subconsciously glanced at the empty seat next to her that was specially reserved for Lin En. However, the seat that had always been empty was sunken, and a human face appeared? !

"Gollum!"

The girl swallowed, rubbed her eyes vigorously, and looked at the seat again.

The leather seats have been well maintained and are as bright and clean as new, without any signs of being pressed.

"Xiao Ai, what's the matter?"

Historia noticed something strange about her friend and turned around.

"No...it's okay..."

Elena said, but she shivered unconsciously, and silently moved closer to her friend.

This theater is said to have a history of hundreds of years, so there can't be ghosts, right?

Classmate Lin En, where are you?

Elena couldn't help but start to miss someone who was even afraid of ghosts.

........

"Damn, these girls are so cruel!"

At the same time, in the shadow world, Lin En was huddled behind a row of seats, with half of his head exposed. While watching the nuns and blasphemers who were already fighting in a group, Lin En was licking the head of the guy who just asked who he was. Knocked violently on the chair:

"Have you asked who your father is? Are you talking too much?"

"I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore, you are my father, I don't dare ask anymore!"

The blasphemer begged for mercy.

Lin En nodded with satisfaction, then frowned.

How sad would it be for Master Falao to lose the power of his only son if he had a good son?

Quinn knew that her son, who was grateful for the patronage, was also grateful for the patronage, and he was afraid that he would have to smile flatly.

"I'm not your father, you hear me?"

The blasphemer was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but think aggrievedly, didn't you just say you were my father's?

He hesitated for a moment and was about to speak: "Master..."

Lin En struck him on the neck with a palm, knocking him away.

"You actually show mercy?"

Lily clicked her tongue in surprise.

"This guy is terrible. He can fight and run faster than me. He doesn't have the smell of blood on him, and he doesn't know anything. He should be a man who sneaked in to make up for his numbers. It doesn't matter whether he kills or not. He really doesn't want his life and death."

Linn pointed in the direction of the battlefield beside the stage,

"There."

At this time, the war between the nuns and the blasphemers has reached a fever pitch. Facing the blasphemers who are as ferocious and violent as black beasts, the five nuns originally formed back-to-back defenses. The robe shines like a white lotus blooming in the dark night.

Now, the formation of the nuns has been completely scattered, and they are fighting on their own.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that the nuns were in a bitter fight. In fact, it was completely the opposite. The blasphemers who were crushed by their numbers, momentum, and trash talk before the war...were killed!

Both sides... No, it should be that the three parties have completely misjudged each other's combat power. When the blasphemers looked at the number of people, they found that they had the advantage in all the venues. The advantage is mine. Can I win without closing my eyes? !

So that the clergy of these churches know that they too will be hunted one day!

The nuns who played away games were also very cautious and serious, and formed a battle formation to deal with it.

But it wasn't until the two sides actually came into close combat that the nuns wielding cross daggers exploded with holy power, and the two-meter-long lightsaber directly chopped away at least six or seven blasphemers who were rushing faster. Something is wrong.

"Uh!"

"How is it possible? We have obviously gained so much power. Why are we not the opponents of these divine eagle dogs? How is it possible?!"

"Are all the nuns in the Earth Mother Church monsters?"

The seemingly menacing and murderous army of blasphemers was shattered by the shock wave, but on the contrary, the church nuns, who only had five people, fought more and more bravely.

Of course, Lin En, who started the war, would not betray these big sisters who were very kind to her and run away purely for fun.

He actually wanted to join the battle from behind at the critical moment, sell his favor to these nuns, form an alliance, clean up these miscellaneous fish, and take down the scoundrel Crown Prince, and then the nuns would complete the purification mission. , Linn went back to Hedwig to ask for benefits.

But he never expected that these big sisters who usually only go crazy against him would be so capable of beating him. He thought it was a soul-like game, but they turned him into a nun without a match!

This kind of one-sided violent situation is really a waste of the magnificent and shocking BGM.

Among the five people, except for the person wearing the Iron Maiden mask, Lin En was not sure of his identity. Lin En recognized the other four people.

The nun at the front is Natalie. She is usually a bit carefree and boyish. She likes to touch Linn's abdominal muscles and let Lin touch her abdominal muscles. Now she is rushing to the front alone, holding a handle in each hand. The two-meter-long light blade slashed wildly, looking like a berserker, but how could he look like a priest?

To be honest, if the two holy blade lightsabers in her hands were replaced with axes, Linn might feel more immersed...

The other people didn't give in too much. The one who was constantly chanting holy spells to strengthen her teammates was Lamina, who liked to discuss new pornographic novels with Linn most. Among the two people who were slightly behind, there was a man with a circle of potion bottles hanging around him. It's Bellamiya, who always wants to add strange things to Lynn's black tea. She has black cloth over her eyes. She wraps and whips her enemies with the tentacles of holy light she summons while apologizing to them. It's Candice, she's a A strange big sister who often hides in dark corners and peeks at Linn.

Although the formation has been scattered, the four people still echo each other and cover each other, making the blasphemers miserable, and it seems that only four people can wipe out the enemy.

However, what Lin En paid most attention to was the iron mask standing behind the four people, stretched out at the very back.

When the four teammates were killing demons, the Iron Mask Sister just put the flag in place and started to hang up. However, Linn's spiritual sense was frantically alerting him. Even the main reason why she hid behind the chair was to leave. The eldest sister, whose identity is temporarily unknown, is further away.

"Incredible, she actually opened up a field!"

Half of Lily's body appeared next to Lin En and she sighed.

"What is a realm?"

Lynn asked.

"Try using your magic perspective."

Lin En put herself into the state of magic perception according to what Lily said, and immediately discovered the wonder.

With the iron mask and the holy flag beside her as the core, a bright ring bloomed, and it constantly changed with the radius of activity of the remaining four nuns.

Wherever the ring envelopes them, all the nuns seem to have been strengthened in some way. Whether it is holy magic or physical strength, they have all been improved to a certain extent.

On the contrary, those blasphemers who invaded the realm, even some who were originally capable of fighting the nuns, would quickly become weak.

"To be able to use the Holy Power Domain so skillfully, at least a senior bishop-level cleric can do this. Linn, you have to be careful about this guy."

Lily reminded.

"What are you being careful about? Can't you see that there is almost no need for me to take action now?"

Linn spread his hands.

Helping someone in times of need is a huge deal. Even if he helps now, it is just the icing on the cake. He might even be questioned by the nuns about how he got in and how he knew about the Shadow Realm. Linn is not an idiot, so he will not take risks.

"Humph, do you still think I'm a fool? That look in your eyes is not one that makes you watch a show honestly."

Lily crossed her arms proudly and looked down at Linn.

"Yeah, you found out."

Lynn smiled.

After watching the battle for a while, Lin En gradually discovered some clues, perhaps because of the clarity of the bystander.

Those blasphemers were really confused when they were beaten.

The panic when I was running for my life was not as panic as I imagined.

Instead of panicking, they seemed to be running away in an organized way, luring the nuns to go somewhere.

Linn looked at the man in black robe who initially tried to negotiate with the Iron Mask.

At the beginning of the battle, the man in black robe still stood in the theater and watched the battle between the two sides for a while, but now, the man in black robe has left silently without anyone knowing.

In fact, the man in black robe also had something to say about the murder of the blasphemers by the nuns. If it were ordinary battle nuns, even if there were two or three more teams, the combat power in the theater would be enough to cope with it, but the situation in front of them was enough. Only a small team, something is obviously wrong!

At the beginning of the battle, he recognized who his opponent was. Ordinary battle nuns couldn't use the saint's dagger as an axe. Neither fighting skills nor holy power allowed it. Those guys were... ....Hound Sister!

There were actually five of those monsters called God's Razor, one of which could even expand the realm of God.

The man in black robe sneered. He didn't know whether he should lament the importance the church paid to his group or marvel at how terrifying the hounds were.

But after knowing who the opponent was, this defeat became more acceptable.

Look who she is, she is the hound nun known as the razor of the gods!

Then look at who is on your side, a stinky fish and shrimp that has been temporarily entangled.

Such a team wants to defeat the elite of the Inquisition head-on?

Can they fight?

Not that capable!

But fortunately, those stupid nuns seemed to be addicted to their current victory and somewhat forgot about themselves.

After delaying for so long, His Highness must have prepared his backup plan.

The man in black couldn't help but snorted.

The team that originally expected to eliminate at most two to three War Sisters or Guardian Knights did not expect to be able to eliminate an entire organization of Hound Sisters at once.

At this time, even the Holy Mother Goddess, the spirit in heaven, would be in pain and unable to breathe.

Thinking of this, the man in black robe's retreating steps became more and more precarious. He retreated all the way, left the theater, passed through the gray streets of the shadow world, and entered a certain building.

And a while later, as the cyan light flashed, another figure appeared in the corner of the building, gently rubbing his chin:

"It's not wrong. The crystals placed on the street saw many blasphemers entering this building, and all the crystals inside were lost. At first, I thought it was a coincidence caused by the distortion of the creation of the shadow world. Now it seems, It should be the hidden guy in black robe and that 'His Royal Highness' who left something behind."

"Do you want to go in? I object! The danger of killing five Hound Sisters is definitely not something you can handle!"

Lily retorted fiercely.

"Ah, of course I know."

Lynn nodded.

Although Lily also expressed her opposition when she broke into the shadow world before, compared with this time, the two states of opposition are completely different.

Breaking into the Shadow Realm was considered a possible success, and there was sufficient information. Lily just put forward some opinions from Linn's perspective.

And now, there is a crisis that may kill five "Hound Sisters". The source of the crisis is not even known. For Linn, it is very likely to be a matter of death. Even if Lily takes action by force, she will not look at it. He would die with his very potential offspring.

You must know that behind these cultists there is most likely the intervention of the Magic Clock Tower.

It would not be fun if Linn just sneaked into the warehouse and saw a level-level arcanist from the Magic Clock Tower holding his wand and sealing the exit with a "Pava" expression on his face.

This is a real soul wandering, and it's the kind that can't be restarted after death.

"Have you forgotten that I have an 'all-knowing' crystal matrix? Let's catch a lone guy first and ask."

Linn took out the crystal and waved his hand to adjust the viewing angle. Soon, a suitable target appeared in his field of vision.

.........

"Hoo, hoo!"

The skinny and hunched blasphemer strode away in the alley of the shadow world, not daring to look back for a moment.

Thinking of the companions who were still talking to each other before, and their flesh and blood flying everywhere in an instant like chopping melons and vegetables, the blasphemer couldn't help but shudder, looked back, and quickened his pace a little:

"Monsters, these women are monsters that are impossible to defeat!"

"Hahahaha, have you hidden yourself? I'm here to catch you~"

Excited cheers came from far behind, like an excited girl looking for a hiding friend in a hide-and-seek game. In the eyes of the blasphemer, this was simply the death-demanding sound of the God of Death!

It's...it's the nun with the double straight sword...No, no, it's the monster, it's the monster!