Reject me, hateful woman

At the last moment when the flag gun penetrated his shoulder, Bai Mask miraculously turned around and held the flagpole with one hand. The huge impact brought by inertia only scratched his palm, and blood dripped on it. A bright red blood stain flowed on the pure white goddess battle flag.

Other than that, the white mask remained unscathed. The emotionless ice blue eyes collided with the angry gaze behind the iron mask, and sparks seemed to burst out in the air.

Under the Iron Maiden mask, those beautiful eyes seemed to be burning.

She originally thought that Lin En might be ignorant of the nature of cultists, just a passerby academic mage who was impatient and meddlesome.

But just after Linn easily defused the offensive of those blasphemers, she knew that she was wrong.

How could a guy with so much combat experience be an idiot who doesn't understand anything? !

In other words, he was still going against the church even though he knew exactly what kind of people he was protecting!

"You guy, why, why do you want to protect those bastards!"

The nun asked angrily,

"Do you know how many innocent people will die tragically because of your stupidity tonight? Do you know what this city will become if you let those guys continue to develop?"

However, what responded to him was the cold and almost emotionless tone of the white mask:

"Asylum? Foolishness? I don't understand what you are saying."

"Still pretending to be stupid, if it weren't for you, my sisters and I would definitely be able to capture them all and bring them back to the trial court tonight!"

The nun growled lowly, and the strength in her hand increased again.

"I don't know what you misunderstood, but this is where we disagree. I won't let you take them back to the trial court,"

The nun sneered. As expected, this guy is just a disgusting saint who goes his own way...

A burst of laughter suddenly interrupted the nun's thoughts.

"I see. Do you think I'm ridiculous? Sister Sister, do you think I'm a laughingstock who knows evil and protects evil, and doesn't distinguish between black and white?"

White Mask looked at her with compassion and sympathy in his eyes, as if he were looking at a clown in a circus.

The nun's pupils suddenly contracted.

At this time, the man in front of her was full of flaws. She could either take the opportunity to pierce the opponent's shoulder and deprive him of his ability to move, or she could release the domain and suppress all the opponent's arcane magic. However, the nun's followers raised a huge alarm at this time. The hood seemed to be driving her, urging her to run away immediately.

"Priest, sister, hurry up and stay away from that warehouse!"

Behind the two of them, Sister Candice's hoarse voice suddenly came.

......

At the same time, inside the warehouse, the blasphemers had become a quarrel.

Continuous defeats caused the blasphemers, who were already in despair, to completely collapse. The order originally established for survival finally collapsed.

Some people roared and wanted to fight for the last time, some people covered their heads and huddled in the corner, not wanting to face the monster, and some people even started fighting among themselves.

A desperate blasphemer was kneeling on the ground, painting strange patterns devoutly.

Suddenly, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes:

"Demon, thank you for your revelation."

"Already, there is nothing to be afraid of."

The blasphemer showed a look of relief. At the same time, at the bottom of the warehouse, the fuse of a box of alchemical bombs had reached its end.

Boom! ! !

Starting from the deepest part of the warehouse, it was just a small black spot and an inconspicuous roar at first, and then, there was a roar that was enough to shake the world.

In the nun's field of vision, a dozen reinforced magic circles were shining brightly, as if they wanted to keep the explosion inside the building, but they all failed. The huge warehouse swelled, and the solid steel structure and skeleton looked like a child. The plasticine in his hand twisted and deformed. In an instant, the solid brick wall twisted and deformed, and the wall skin fell off, exposing the internal steel bars.

But after only a brief stalemate, the fiery torrent broke free and gushes out from it.

Like the wrath of God, like the roar of a dragon, infinite light, infinite fire, the earth falls and the sky collapses!

The scalding heat and torrents soared into the sky, and the endless roar made all the nuns desperately cover their ears to prevent their eardrums from being shattered by the sound waves of the explosion.

Only that figure, with his back to the heart-stopping explosion, the white mask spread out his hands, raised his head and closed his eyes.

The impact and high temperature seemed to be intolerable to him. He raised his arms high, as if he was enjoying it, as if the salute that resounded throughout the world was fired for him.

The iron-masked nun held the battle flag tightly with one hand and covered her ears with the other. She endured the aftermath of the explosion without taking a step back, staring at the man in front of her with subtle eyes.

She was wrong, she was wrong, she finally knew she was wrong.

She made the mistake of empiricism, believing that the Virgin was the one who came out to protect the weaker side during the battle and tried to stop the war.

But this bastard white mask!

He wasn't trying to stop the fight at all, he wasn't in the first place,

He is the one who really doesn't want to let any blasphemer survive,

How is he a living Holy Mother? He is a living...living King of Hell? !

This guy,

The nun frowned and looked at the white mask with more vigilance.

Isn't he a bit too extreme?

.........

At the same time, in this world, inside the theater.

The expression on Elena's face was almost crying:

"Xia, why don't we go back first? The whole theater just shook again, and there was a faint sound of explosion. Did you hear it?"

"Calm down, calm down,"

Historia comforted her friend,

"Didn't Mr. Olar, the manager of the theater, explain it just now? It's the special effects."

Saying that, Historia returned her gaze to the stage.

Suddenly, a dagger suddenly appeared in mid-air on the stage and landed on the stage.

Although Mr. Olar, who played the temporary role of the big tree on the stage, reacted quickly and kicked the dagger off the stage, most people were focused on the actors, and almost no one noticed that the dagger suddenly appeared and disappeared. dagger, but thanks to Elena's distraction, Historia, who has excellent eyesight, still accurately captured it.

She subconsciously rubbed her red eyes and looked at the stage again, seeming a little unsure:

"What did you do just now?"

Chapter 185: The Holy Mother x is the Living King of Hell √ 6k

For arcane professionals, there is a consensus that everyone knows, that is, the "Magic Network" is unknowable.

After tens of thousands of years of accumulation and development, the results of intelligent life's exploration of the magic network woven on the world are nothing short of amazing. There are thousands of arcane sequences that have been formed, among which they can be remembered in history. Famous geniuses are like sand and sea.

If you ask who is the one who has made the greatest contribution among the arcanists, then the devout arcanists will be so loud that they smash each other's heads with their wands. Some people will say it is Isaac who discovered the gravity magic, and some people will say it is Isaac. Albert, who proposed the theory of magic fusion.

But if you ask which is the most noble arcane type, among the thousands of known arcane subcategories, you will get a unanimous answer: fusion arcana!

By harmonizing the magical properties of the complex technique, the effect of one plus one is far better than two.

Whether it is in terms of power, magic utilization efficiency, or coolness, fusion arcana is the pinnacle of all arcane fields.

Therefore, the believers of the Blasphemers have only three words for the white mask to prevent the nuns from throwing scriptures and preventing themselves from directly merging with each other as a sign of friendship:

It's messed up.

"Go back quickly!"

"Close the door, close the door!"

"Geneva, I haven't gone in yet!"

Before the violent fire storm completely swept through and engulfed everyone, the heavy door of the warehouse slammed shut. In order to prevent the nuns from trying to break out after discovering the abnormality in the warehouse, the door was also solidified, blocking Lin En's first release. , and the somewhat jerky four-ring fusion arcana spell is not a problem, it’s just that a few unlucky ones who ran too far ahead were burned into black coals.

As for the nuns on the other side of the boundary, cold sweat broke out on their backs after seeing White Mask's hand.

The blasphemers could think that Bai Mian was probably playing tricks, and the nuns naturally had such doubts. However, with Lin En's fusion of arcane magic, this possibility was eliminated.

While fusion arcana has numerous benefits, it is far more difficult to learn than other arcana. Therefore, arcanists who can master fusion arcana will generally assume that the opponent's strength will be increased by two levels.

In other words, White Mask, who can single-handedly release four-ring fusion arcana, is at least six-ring strong? !

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at the iron mask standing in the center of the crowd.

Even if all the members of the Hound Sisters team are the elite of the Tribunal, the only one among them who can compare with the sixth-level transcendent in terms of individual strength is probably the "Priest" among them.

"Do you want to continue?"

The storm dissipated and the evil wind stalked them. The white mask turned around. In the hollow of the mask, the emotionless ice-blue pupils stared at the nuns and asked softly.

The Iron Mask Sister took a deep breath and expressed her decision without much hesitation:

"continue!"

Of course we must continue!

"It's just like the sixth level of combat power. We have conquered heretics more terrifying than this."

"The dean is right!"

Natalie took the lead and nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with excitement.

"Only powerful prey is worthy of our bite!"

"Natalie, you really make us look like puppies..."

Sister Lamina covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't think about it that much!"

Natalie immediately scratched her head, and the nuns shook their heads and chuckled.

With the encouragement of the battlefield atmosphere group, the nuns regained their strength and their eyes became sharp again.

If you say you've failed before you even fight, that's the real end.

"Right, that is it."

Iron Mask said calmly.

However, although he was determined to continue hunting, now that he knew that the opponent might be a sixth-level transcendent, the battle plan had to be changed.

Moreover, judging from the performance of the blasphemers just now, this white mask does not seem to be on the side of the blasphemers.

Then there is only one possibility...

The Iron Maiden Mask clicked in displeasure.

This guy is most likely the kind of nosy, holy lady who talks about benevolence, morality and peace!

This kind of guy is the most troublesome. The weak ones are okay. At most, they can say a few words of joy when meeting on the street, or hold up a sign on the street and shout "The lives of blasphemers also matter" and "Oppose the cruel atrocities of the church". "some type of.

But when they have the strength and can even really intervene in the battle, it is simply...a disaster.

If you come to protect them, aren't those people who were killed, defiled, plundered and destroyed by them innocent? !

The unknown fire in his heart gradually rose, and Iron Maiden Mask finally made up his mind not to hold back anymore.

"Natalie, go and get the white mask."

The Iron Maiden Mask ordered softly.

"Okay! Look at me..."

Natalie, who had already picked up her swords and took a step forward, suddenly made a move, looked at the Iron Mask Sister, and was shocked:

"What? Master, do you want me to take down the White Mask alone?"

"idiot!"

The Iron Maiden Mask's other hand that wasn't holding the flag gently held her forehead.

And her voice also sounded again in the nuns’ spiritual belief network:

"Among us, I am responsible for stabilizing the field. Only you are the best vanguard candidate. Everyone will protect you. Of course we will not watch you die in vain."

"Oh okay......."

Natalie, who knew she might have misunderstood, scratched her head in embarrassment.

After a pause, Iron Maiden Mask decided to encourage the other party again: