A crow landed on the roof of a house not far from the black pigeon hotel.

Its red pupils were staring at the figure whispering in the dark alley below.

"Chata, we have no time to delay any more if we want to defeat your dream devil now."

The heretic judge looked at the young judge in front of him. After returning to the church, the prayer chanted by the priests and nuns in the church had no effect at all.

In the face of such a bad situation, the chief justice of heresy also considered returning to the holy city and receiving the blessing of the choir before coming to deal with the devil.

Unfortunately, there is a time gap between the opening of NORAN's portal. The next portal to a neighboring country will open in a week.

Until then, they had to kill the demon at the risk of a judge losing control.

"It It's all over my head. Can you hear me? There's something sticky crawling in my body. "

"Shut up! Chata, stop describing it! I really want to throw you into the magma. "

Another judge tried to suppress the murmur in his mind, but he had just delivered a message of complaint.

He felt that some danger was coming, but most of his consciousness was used to resist those crazy whispers. When he realized the danger, it was a little late.

An arrow, a silent arrow, was infinitely magnified in his pupil. He did not know where the arrow came from. What he saw in his sight was the magic inscription attached to the front end of the arrow.

The arrow pierced the judge's forehead and nailed him to the wall behind him. The surface of the wall could not bear the huge force and there were a lot of cracks.

The chief justice of heresy instantly entered the state of battle. His eyes began to search in the shadow of the alley. Three identical arrows were fired at him. The chief justice of heresy drew out a long sword with a wave of his hand and blocked the three arrows with the blade of the sword.

His other hand took out a staff from his black robe. The top of the staff was inlaid with the pupil of an unknown creature.

When he waved his staff, there was no inscription. A force from the source of soul was released from the front of his staff, forming a sword like impact on the roof beside the alley.

The impact broke the bricks and tiles on the roof, and several black feathers also scattered along with the residue of the bricks and tiles A dark figure fell from the roof into the lane.

The figure gradually came out of the corner of the lane. When she came to the moonlight, the heretic judge widened his pupil.

"It's you This traitor His voice was full of shock, and his figure in the moonlight was a dark elf.

"Traitor? You cheated me!! Hide the truth of killing my people, and let me work for you for so many years. Now It's up to you monsters to pay off their blood debts! "

This dark elf is the leader of the black pigeon. She didn't expect to meet such a big one after she took over the task of monitoring Qiao Xiu from her master Gifts.

"We've been looking for you for a long time! Betrayers... "

The chief justice of heresy did not show any respect. He raised his staff, which was almost a man high, and hit the ground heavily. At this moment, the shrill sound of some creature was faintly heard on the ground paved with stones.

The dark elf's ground began to vibrate slightly, and a tentacle of unknown energy broke through the ground and seized her legs.

The pupil of the creature inlaid on the top of the staff also opened slightly. A shock that could not be caught by the naked eye attacked the dark spirit at a very fast speed. Her body was divided into countless pieces by this impact, but these fragments soon became dark feathers and slowly fell down.

"Have you forgotten who taught you your fighting skills?"

A cold voice came from behind the heretic judge. A dagger with dark green light pierced his back, and the shadow of the dark elf appeared behind him.

But it didn't take long for the dark elf to realize that it was not the flesh and blood of a human being that her dagger had penetrated, and It's like some kind of soft organism.

"Our skill and wisdom are given by God..."

He turned his head, almost impossible for human neck. The dark elf raised his head and looked at the changing face in disbelief.

"You once had the opportunity to share endless wisdom with God, but you chose the most stupid betrayal, and Such a humble group like you can never understand how great the wisdom of the gods is, but you should thank me Because I'm going to give you another glimpse of what God has before you die Endless knowledge. "

At the moment when the dark elf's eyes met with him, her head was like a huge clock on the tower of a clock tower, and the pain that was about to be torn poured into her consciousness. The next second she saw some illusions and heard some crazy murmur.

Once a member of the heresy court, she immediately looked away from her eyes, pulled out her dagger and stepped back several steps, but her confused consciousness made her unable to think calmly."That's why you are humble..." He held up his staff again, but before he could knock it down

The sound of a bell, which was a symbol of disaster, suddenly reverberated throughout the alley, and his hand holding the staff withered in an instant and became a dead thing without any breath of life.

The breath of death quietly pervaded the whole lane. The dark elf looked up in disbelief and found a figure covered in a worn-out cloak in front of her. Judging from the gap between the damaged cloak, the figure was not flesh and blood Only bones are left.

Soul snatcher!

The dark elves recognized the almost nightmarish undead.

The sweet soul in the eye of the Dementor gazed at the heretic judge, whose mouth had become a skeleton and made a harsh but gloomy voice.

"Put your souls To the Duke. "

Once again, it rang the bell of disaster in his hands. The heretic judge wanted to repair his dead arm, but a large number of complaining souls attacked them with a howling voice.

If in the past, the mental attacks caused by these evil spirits were not worth mentioning, but now they do not need these attacks. His own mental state is close to collapse because of those crazy whispers.

When the heretic judge is engulfed by the torrent of resentment, it means that he can no longer maintain his reason.

At this moment, the dark elf also took out his bow and arrow, aimed at the two judges, forced down his mental pain, opened the bow string, and shot through their forehead with the arrow.

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