Reject me, hateful woman

He can't die, he must not die. If he dies, his friend's sacrifice will be in vain!

The blasphemer was about to turn around and continue running away, but was suddenly frightened by the scene in front of him and his mind went blank.

He saw Sister Natalie of the Double Swords coming to him out of nowhere, her face very close, staring at him with dissatisfaction, hands on her hips, and saying coquettishly in her hands:

"You guy, you are so slow that it would be pointless to catch you."

In the alley, there are slim nuns and wretched and dark men. This combination can make up a sexy story, but it makes the blasphemer almost lose his mind.

Because the two swords on Sister Natalie's waist were still dripping with his brother's blood!

"I...I will fight with you!!"

The blasphemer roared angrily, drew his sword, and charged forward.

With a "clang", Natalie just waved her hand gently to deflect the stabbing sword, and stabbed out the short sword in her other hand, piercing the clothes on the blasphemer's shoulders and nailing him to the wall. .

"Hum hum,"

The nun smiled sweetly,

"There is only one man who can pierce others, but it's a pity that it's not you~"

Her expression instantly faded, and she approached the blasphemer who was nailed to the wall and unable to move. She suddenly stretched out her hand to grab the opponent's neck:

"Hey, you are trying to lure us somewhere. What is your purpose? Now tell me I can give you a good time."

That's the only way!That's the only way!

The blasphemer recited several times silently in his heart, and finally shouted in despair:

"Damn priests, should we blasphemers deserve to die? You have already killed my brother, and you won't even let me go?!"

"Ha, who is your brother... Oh, that unlucky guy just now, wait, I wanted to stab you in the arm, but your brother was fine at all. It wasn't because you pushed him to block the knife. Did his head hit my sword?"

Natalie was caught off guard by the blasphemer's question. Although her mouth was nonchalant, her body still took a step back subconsciously.

She basically held back her first attack, as long as the target lost mobility. Only a few unlucky ones died due to accidents or excessive resistance, so she was deeply impressed by every one of them.

There are flaws!

The blasphemer's eyes flashed.

Sure enough, for these believers of the Holy Mother God, as long as their souls are tortured, they will reveal their flaws!

Gritting his teeth, the blasphemer grabbed the dagger that Natalie had used to stab out his clothes. Ignoring the pain of the holy object burning in his palm, he slashed across it fiercely. There was a sound of skin being cut, and blood splattered on his palm. !

"You stinky woman, try this trick and blind your eyes with blood!"

The blasphemer roared loudly, sprinkled the sword and the blood on his palm at the nun who had not finished preparing, and then ran away!

Natalie's eyes were busy following the dagger. A blasphemer is small, but the loss of a sacred object cannot be too big. She reached out to catch the dagger. When she looked at the wall, she found that only a broken corner of the clothes remained in place. , the blasphemer nailed to the wall has long disappeared.

"Damn it, he escaped."

Natalie cursed unwillingly.

This is probably the last lone blasphemer.

.......

On the other side, after getting rid of Sister Natalie, the blasphemer continued to run wildly in the alley.

Phew... Phew!

The blasphemer felt that his breathing was getting heavier and heavier, his lungs were as thick as glue, and his consciousness had become blurred. Now there was only one belief that supported him, and that was to live!

I can't live up to everyone's death, so I absolutely can't die! ! !

Three blocks to go...two...one!

Just after turning the corner...

As long as you can get there! ! !

The blasphemer suddenly stopped, and his originally chaotic mind became clear again due to the shock.

Because before the last corner, he saw a man.

He was a very handsome man, with dazzling blond hair, a decent suit and elegant manners, all exuding an aura of nobility.

Those blue eyes that seem to be able to see through people's hearts are so charming and approachable that people can't help but fall in love with them. If they are women, they will be instantly attracted to this guy, and men will also be attracted to him.

But at this moment the blasphemer saw only one thing.

In his palm, there was a surging white light.

That's...the holy power of God!

So rich, so pure, so noble, so shiny, so... disgusting! ! !

This guy, he's from the church!

And just by meeting each other, the blasphemer had a hunch that the man in front of him was much more dangerous than the woman just now!

"Oh, someone is coming."

The man squinted his eyes, as if he was about to make some move.

There was no time to hesitate, the blasphemer directly used the trick to press the bottom of the box!

"Damn it, do we blasphemers deserve to die..."

Lin En waved his hand directly, and a sharp wind blade passed by. The mottled wall was stained with blood. In the dark reflection, the blood rose into the sky together with the round head, and finally fell to the ground with a clang, with the treacherous plot still on the head. excited expression.

"Idiot, if you don't die, will I die?"

Lin En shook his hand, and then looked at the other blasphemer who was stepped on by him:

"Now, are you interested in talking?"

The blasphemer's face turned pale, and he was completely stunned when he looked at his tragically dead companion and the righteous eyes of the man in front of him.

At this time, there was only one thought in his mind:

He has the Holy Light of Mother Earth, and he is our enemy. He should be a good person...

But why is this man even more of a blasphemer than me? ! ! !

.......

Although I rarely post hanging pictures, this one is really...

ps: I recommend a book that, like me, is an original Western fantasy:

Chapter 183: White mask boy Lin En will not meet the stubborn heroine nun 6k

If it were from Linn's perspective, he might clearly experience the despair of the blasphemer who was trampled under his feet, but if he felt the other person's experience, he would immediately understand what a frightening experience it was.

You are an unknown little blasphemer. Because you are too weak, you are not even qualified to be on the church's wanted list, and you never dare to call yourself a blasphemer outside.

Recently, your city has been under severe attack for no apparent reason, and your fair-weather brothers have recommended you to join a new group of blasphemers.

But if you betray, you will be severely punished.

In order to save your life, you reluctantly choose to join.

The leader recognizes you very much.

You all also expressed your stance: Just two words, loyalty!

The leader was very pleased and even distributed a robe that can enhance magic power to each of you. Now you feel that it is not impossible for you to fight against a second-level professional.

You feel that you are already a qualified blasphemer after getting the starter set.

Then the leader assigned you a novice mission: fight against the elite Hound Sisters of the Inquisition, who claim to be able to judge even evil gods.

As expected, when your stinky team was defeated as expected, you decisively abandoned your struggling teammates and ran away in embarrassment. However, in the dark alley, you were crushed by the mysterious man's strength. Caught on the spot.

Seeing him holding the Holy Light, you judge that he is also a member of the church. As a last resort, you plan to use the last stunt-moral kidnapping of your opponents, awaken the conscience of these good people, and then take the opportunity to run away.

At this time, you see a teammate of yours run over and use the unique skill of morally kidnapping the opponent before you can.

Your liver and gallbladder are split, and you curse in your mind that this damn bastard took away your chance to live.

Then his skull was blown off in front of you.

Unfortunately, the enemy seems to have no morals and the kidnapping fails.

Now you have two choices.

The first one, Zhong!Sincerity!

Fight to the end for the newly joined organization. Believe in the words of the leader, you have a complete battle plan. The defeat is only temporary. Any enemy will definitely come back!

When they return from the victory, those unscrupulous hawks and dogs and the guy in front of them will definitely be subjected to the ultimate humiliation!

Second, wisdom!Wisdom!

The enemy cannot be trusted, not to mention that this guy doesn't even have a conscience. He tells him false information, makes false promises, and then waits for an opportunity to escape or seduce his teammates to surround him. After all, the leader said that if he really betrays, he will pay a serious price.

The blasphemer at Linn's feet was still hesitating between the first and second options, but after seeing the beautiful parabola drawn by his teammate's skull as it flew up, his body automatically reacted without even having time to think:

"Lord Judge, this way!"

The blasphemer knelt in front of Linn and trotted to lead the way. He pointed at the building in front and said sternly:

"Those bastards are all hiding here. I've known for a long time that they are not good people. The leader... No, it was the black-robed culprit who instructed us to disperse and flee here when we retreat!"

Lin En looked at the dusty building in front of him under the influence of the shadow world. When he used the omniscient perspective in this world, Lin En also had an impression of it. It seemed to be an abandoned warehouse.

It is very obvious that the blasphemers are fleeing here. The key is why they are gathering here.

A rotten eggplant is a rotten eggplant. It is no match for the Hound Sisters in the theater, and it will be beaten just as well on another map.

"Didn't your leader say why you want to move closer here?"

Lynn asked.

The blasphemer immediately shook his head:

"No, we just knew we wanted to escape here, but the black-robed culprit didn't tell us the reason."

Linn nodded. This blasphemer had just joined the gang, so it was normal for him not to be trusted.

Through the surviving crystals, Linn could see that the scattered hunting nuns had regrouped beside the flag of the Iron Maiden Mask, and in order to prevent an ambush, their advancement speed was also very steady, which meant that he still had Time to investigate the situation inside the warehouse.

It's risky, but maybe you can try sneaking in.

"Sir, I suddenly remembered something!"

The blasphemer slapped his head:

"The friend who invited me to join the organization seemed to have mentioned that they moved a batch of strange supply boxes into a certain place under the arrangement of the leader, and it is very likely that this is here!"

"Supply box?"

Linn suddenly frowned,

"Did he tell you what he was carrying?"

"He doesn't know either, but there are some strange arcane patterns on the box. I will draw them for you to see."

As he spoke, the blasphemer spat on his fingertips and drew some crooked patterns on the wall.

Lin En wanted to continue summoning Lily, but unexpectedly discovered that he actually knew these things.

"It's actually an alchemical spell bomb."

Although the drawing skills of the Blasphemer were poor and very abstract, Linn still recognized at a glance that those red marks were the patterns of the alchemical spell bomb.

During the Cup of Spring competition, Linn used fixed-point explosions and spell bombs to directly blow up the fifth-level boss carefully prepared by Dean Soljana, as well as the castle where the boss lived.

This is a very cheap arcane explosive, but it is powerful and not difficult to make. Therefore, it was loved by Lin En at a low level. It feels a bit like C4 from another world.

However, the disadvantage is that it requires special arcane magic energy to detonate, and the distance cannot be too far. Therefore, excessive superposition may injure the detonator himself. The arrangement is also quite time-consuming, which is equivalent to a power limit, so it is not widely used.

"Wait, did your friend tell you how many boxes of what kind of goods they prepared?"

Linn suddenly asked.

"I'm not sure about that,"

The blasphemer scratched his head,

"But it is said that when he left, most of the warehouse was filled, and people were still transporting it in."