Chapter 168

Miguel's head was broken like a huge block of strength, which had been called the crushing strength of the giant block.

But now she is the darling of lust sin. Pain and torture are her soul, her antidote, and the truth she seeks! Misar got up from the ground in confusion and straightened his head with his claws. Ignoring the broken bones, he cut off his nose with his sharp claws.

"Ah, that's a lot easier to breathe!" Mishal shook his head, as if feeling a little crooked, but what about him! I have been out of the aesthetic of low-grade species, she is infatuated with looking at her pink skin, like the most brilliant diamond!

"Come again! I'm not happy enough! " Misar roared, throwing the little monsters transformed by the fallen nuns far away. The demon hunter sees these things like excavators, using their extra limbs to dig towards the surface.

"Well, pervert, it seems that you will not give up the chance to disgust me The demon hunter scratched his head. For a moment, he was really a bit big.

On the other side, the nuns in the Ranger's team followed the Rangers in silence, without saying a word. The Ranger followed the feeling in the dark, all the way to pursue the murderer who killed the militia. He vaguely felt that he had circled a big circle and wanted to return to the position where the witches were.

The Ranger suddenly stopped, knelt on one knee, stretched out his hand, and clenched his five fingers into fists. After a simple communication, the nuns understood the meaning of the gesture: quiet and hidden, so they stopped one after another. A representative responsible for communication walked cautiously to the Ranger.

Not far ahead, a single nun seems to be kneeling and praying. In front of her is a statue made of flesh and blood. The pink smoke maintains the shape of the statue, which seems to be modified from time to time. Looking at the scattered weapons and equipment, it is not difficult for the Ranger to guess what the material of the statue is.

Most of them are the corpses of nuns, mixed with the flesh and blood of militiamen, forming the image of a man sitting on a throne, dressed in robes and hooded. The knight errant subconsciously looked at the nun's breastplate. The decorative pattern engraved on it looks similar to that of the statue. The only difference is that the statue below is naked under the robe. Three pairs of plump pairs are arranged from the chest to the abdomen, which makes people feel very hot.

Sure enough, the nun who came to him took a breath of cold air: "Wu King, how dare you so blasphemy!"

Then there was zhutu, who had no tactics or formation to speak of. The fighting nuns seemed to be crazy, howling and rushing down. They were stimulated enough today, but compared with this thing in front of them, they were not worth mentioning.

The rebel, who had been kneeling and praying, just looked at them with a smile, and then put a crystal dagger into his chest! Without hesitation, she cut downward, just like opening the zipper of a dress. The organs of the fallen nun were scattered all over the ground. She put her internal organs into different categories at the foot of the statue, and then stabbed the bloody dagger on the leg of the statue.

As if the whole ceremony had been completed, the fallen nuns shrank into a mass, without breathing.

But the trouble is just beginning. The statue seems to be activated, absorbing the pink mist around the surrounding area, and quickly fusing the debris that was originally roughly stitched together! From the nuns to charge, within a short distance of 50 meters, this thing is in front of Rangers. From a statue piled up and sewn up by corpses, it turns into a real and fantastic creature!

It has a huge body size of four meters, two long and thin anti joint legs, one of which is covered with red sharp corners; the same slender arm, the left hand is like the most beautiful dancer, with a smooth curve, exquisite clavicle, and an amazing size of lactation organ; on the other side, the strong chest muscle, solid shoulder, driving two right arms, muscle line The article is clear, which reminds rangers of Mr. bodybuilding.

As the monster rose from the throne, he took off the robe and hood made of human skin. Under the long silver hair, it was a face familiar to nuns.

"Lord Padres?" The leading fighting nun screamed unconsciously: "no! It's impossible! "

The ranger was stunned to see the naked monster flaunting the nameless Fifth Branch, and unconsciously murmured to himself, "mlgb, is there GM online? I want to complain! "

"Keep the formation! You fools "This is a trap, nuns!" cried the monster with the appearance of Padres, the flag holding nun! This is a land of depravity. You can only free yourself by going to death generously! "

While scolding the nuns, the monster did not hesitate to cut off a nun who did not know whether to attack or retreat with a long bone knife: "is this the result of your training for many years? No wonder the glory of the king of sorcery is disgraced and extinguished in your hands

In the face of the former officers and the other party's words, the nuns' morale almost collapsed for a moment: "we don't have it, Lord Padres!"

Pooh hee, the nun talking is penetrated by a two meter long bone knife, and her armor is useless as decoration. Padres held the nun hanging from the weapon up in front of her: "don't you? How to prove it? Where's your captain? Why do I only see a bunch of dogs howling hereWithout waiting for the nun to answer, Padres opened her mouth to the limit and chewed the nun's head. She seemed to be tasting the taste, chewing and saying, "ha ha, even the scarlet shroud has been taken away. What a mess! Instead of living without glory, why not join me in the search for eternal truth

With Padres's words, on the shoulder of the monster, a small head that looked like the nun who had just been devoured, came out and said, "yes, come on, join us! Be one with Lord Padres! Come on! We will be with our sisters forever, and we will never part with each other again... "

Bang! The nun's head was blasted by a long arrow that cut through the air! The knight errant standing high, stepping on a stone, has another long arrow on the bow string in his hand. His sharp eyes almost make nuns in the chaos dare not look directly at him.

"It seems that the killer I'm looking for has become a part of you." The Ranger's hand is as stable as steel: "in this case, it's blood debt and blood payment."

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