It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Just like if he had not been facing a strong man who could easily crush him to death, and still dared to threaten and make conditions, he would not be where he is today.

"Oh, that's fine, hehe."

Xia Kai plucked up the courage and rushed forward.

Of course, he didn't get too close, intending to see the situation first.

At least you have to know the moves of the charred orcs first. You are about to take off by holding on to their thighs. If you die from an unknown AOE, you will never be able to swallow this anger even if you drink Meng Po soup.

"Lady Andrina, do you need our help?"

The Hunter Captain inquired.

"No, just be on guard."

Andrina shook her head.

She was also very curious about how capable the remnants of the Church of Pain were.

The helmeted man leaped over the gate of Old Ater, raised his arms together, and smashed at the charred orc like a mallet.

The charred orc also stood up and raised his arms to smash up like the helmeted man.

"Ow!"

After a dull crash, the charred orc let out a strange cry and retreated.

Its two long thin arms kept shaking, but the helmeted man landed as if nothing had happened.

Obviously, the charred orcs suffered a loss in the fight just now.

The helmeted man turned around and pounded his chest towards Liu Zheng. Although he couldn't speak, his pride was still evident in his words.

"You are so proud of yourself."

Liu Zheng cursed.

"clang?"

The helmeted man knocked his head in confusion.

"You have torn my skin. If Napoleon comes to trouble me, I will peel off your skin first."

He said, pointing at the charred orc's arm.

The charred skin there was cut by the hard claws, revealing the dead wood-like flesh inside.

The helmeted man lowered his head in frustration, like a child being scolded by his parents.

However, he grew up in the Church of Suffering and had almost no contact with outsiders except those in the Church of Suffering. His character was indeed that of a child.

Although sometimes he is a naughty kid.

"Hit it in the head, and try to kill it with one blow, understand? This isn't a competition, why are you trying to score a few points here?"

Liu Zheng said unhappily.

"If you don't do a good job, I won't take you to Karkarens College."

he threatened.

"Clang!"

The helmeted man shook his head wildly, then hit his head hard. The noise was so loud that the onlookers were afraid that he would knock himself unconscious.

"Are you scared? If you are, then behave yourself. You are here to work, not to have fun."

Liu Zheng said.

The helmeted man nodded quickly, then turned around abruptly and crossed his arms to block.

The charred orc's claws grabbed his gauntlet directly, causing sparks to fly.

The helmeted man bent down, raised his leg, and kicked the charred orc's chin with an upward kick.

Despite his seemingly cumbersome and bizarre outfit, his body was surprisingly flexible.

The iron boot hit the charred orc's chin solidly, with such a powerful force that it staggered back involuntarily.

However, faced with this good opportunity, the Douma people did not pursue the victory, but retreated quickly behind them.

A cloud of black ash floated down from the sky and landed on the ground, just like the embers of the fire forty years ago.

The helmeted man looked at his arms and chest. Several large holes had been burned on his cloth robe without him noticing, revealing the armor plates underneath.

The scales were slightly red, and the high temperature they carried fried the flesh inside, just like teppanyaki.

It was just covered with a little black ash, as if it had been baked in a furnace for a long time.

This kind of pain is simply...

It makes his heart beat fast!

Although Doubo Ren has tried burning himself, how can the pain of self-abuse compare to the pleasure of being abused by others?

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The helmeted man raised his hands, tapped his head excitedly, and pounced on the charred orc like a fanatical star-chaser.

(End of this chapter)

297. Chapter 296 If this degree of perversion is magnified, it will be considered perversion

297.

Faced with the mad-looking helmeted man, the charred orc was stunned for a moment.

With the remaining brain capacity, it had never encountered such an enemy before, so naturally it didn't know how to deal with it.

So it made an instinctive choice.

The charred orc jumped to the side on all fours, avoiding the attack of the helmeted man.

Then, the man and the beast started circling around the city gate, like they were playing "Eagle Catches Chicken".

"Can anyone tell me what they are doing?"

Liu Zheng said with a dark face.

This guy Lao Dou looked mysterious, cool and handsome in the church, but he turned into a fool as soon as he went out.

So under the helmet is actually the face of a husky, right?

"I don't know. It's running away from him, and he's chasing it. It can't fly away even if it has wings?"

Xia Kai said while holding back a laugh.

"Okay, stop playing tricks. I know you are a netizen from northern China."

Liu Zheng glared at him.

"hey-hey."

Xia Kai scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Old Dou, stop playing, kill it and get to the next game."

Liu Zheng shouted at the helmeted man.

The helmeted man who was happily chasing the beast slammed on the brakes upon hearing this, while the charred orc who was happily escaping also grabbed the ground with his four claws and stopped.

It even looked back at the helmeted man, as if wondering why he stopped chasing it.

The Dou-helmeted man really wanted to play, but he was more worried that Liu Zheng would not take him to find the Twisted Saint.

So he thought about it, raised his hand and slapped the thumbtack on his shoulder, his hand was so fast that the hunters could only see a shadow.

Every time a bullet was hit, the Doumao would tremble. Obviously, this kind of pain was not easy for the Doumao man.

But as the thumbtacks were hammered into his body one by one, something down there began to bulge.

When he had finished pinning all the pins on his upper body, his flag had risen to a height that was almost at a right angle to the ground.

"Hiss, now I believe he really masturbated towards the statue of the Twisted Saint."

Liu Zheng took a breath of cold air.

Given this level of perversion, if it were magnified, it would be considered quite perverted.

If nothing else, Britain must like such subordinates.

"Boss, if he attacks me, you must protect me."

Xia Kai said in horror.

If he saw correctly, the statue of the twisted saint should be a man.

"I will try my best."

Liu Zheng said perfunctorily.

"That's good, that's good. Yeah?"

Xia Kai clamped Pi Yan Zi tightly.

The helmeted man didn't know what they were thinking. The extreme pain brought him extreme pleasure. The two extreme feelings made his head swell and his soul seemed to be torn apart.

“I need to vent!”

He shouted in his mind, his eyes fixed on the charred orc.

Inexplicably, the charred orcs who had been rampant in Old Atreus felt a hint of fear.

But immediately, it felt annoyed by this slight fear.

So, it decided to end the chasing game and teach the little thing a lesson.

The charred orc kicked his hind legs, exerted force with his waist, and turned his slender body in a circle on the spot. Using the momentum of the circle, his right claw hit the helmeted man's head.

After mutating for unknown reasons, it also gained a certain degree of intelligence and knew that hitting the upper body of the helmeted man might not be effective.

The helmeted man was breathing heavily, and even though the sound was blocked by the helmet, it was still audible.

He raised his left arm and blocked the attack of the charred orc with just one hand.

The beast's claws and the human's hands collided again, and this time neither of them retreated.

"Ow!"

The charred orc's claws broke on the spot and fell into the mud.

It let out a painful howl, and a ball of black ash spurted out of its throat, hitting the helmet of the helmeted man and immediately turning into a raging flame.

The flames shot up into the sky, and the pointed helmet looked like a torch.

Looking at the helmet that was burned red by the flames, everyone could imagine how miserable the head inside had become.

After suffering such inhuman harm, the Dou-Mortal finally spoke.

However, he was not trying to wail, but to pray quietly.

“We are justified by pain, and by suffering we are justified by faith.”

"Glory to my Lord, the source of pain."

The helmeted man grabbed the beast's claw with his backhand, and the powerful force made it impossible for the charred orc to break free.

Then, the red cloak behind him moved automatically without wind and covered the charred orc's head.

The helmeted man raised his fist and smashed it down hard.

"boom!"

The huge noise made all the onlookers tremble.

The charred orc's body instantly stiffened, like a robot that had lost power.

Of course, the body strengthened by the sacred blood would not be so fragile.

After a brief moment of stiffness, the charred orc twitched, and his body regained vitality, struggling even more violently than before.

But the helmeted man remained unmoved and continued to raise his fist and hit again.

Once, twice, three times.

After being hit for more than twenty times, the charred orc finally stopped struggling.