She Is Not a Witch

Diocese of Isolas in the western mountains.

　　 Outside a remote and deserted valley, four people dressed in dark robes stood on the mountain, overlooking the group of people performing the ceremony below.

　　 These people are old and young, and most of the supernatural sequences they practice are angel sequences, and their breath is disordered. At this moment, an old man who is surrounding the open space in the center seems to be listening to his teachings.

　　 His eye sockets are sunken, his face is withered, his finger bones are jagged, he is holding a crooked wooden staff in his hand, and wearing a white robe, he is depicting a completely different new world like the people below.

　　 Then there were cheers from the surrounding crowd. Those crazy eyes all showed that they were already insane at the moment. And the whole scene was filled with a twisted and strange atmosphere.

　　 "This seems to be an important stronghold."'Black Bull' said in a low voice, urnly.

　　 "Yes, it seems we caught a big fish this time." The'Red Hat' pressed the brim of his head and said.

There was another commotion in the venue below 　　, and a group of people with their wrists escorted up. They were panicked at the moment, struggling to look around, but a group of people around them looked at them miserably.

This group of people was taken to the center of the venue, and then several masked religious figures stepped forward, and a twisted chaotic phantom appeared in their hands. Although it was small and weak, it was enough for ordinary people. It's deadly.

　　 These people are going to corrupt the group of people on board, and then choose the lucky ones who survived as their companions.

　　 Seeing this scene in the distance, ‘Red Hat’ puts white gloves on his hands and slowly said.

　　 "Kill them all."

　　 "There is no reason for salvation."

After 　　 finished speaking, the four separated and approached the valley below from four directions. They will surround this stronghold of hundreds of people.

　　 In the valley, they shouted and praised the gods, surrounded by the bonfire, waving their arms along the weird beat, their facial expressions were frantic and excited, and they shouted judgment and transcendence, there was a kind of strange satisfaction and madness.

　　 At the same time, among these gathered transcendents, the transcendent core in the body is also undergoing certain changes, and there is a kind of morbidly exuberant feeling.

　　 Lorrain Hill slowly fell silently from the hillside, standing in the shadow, watching the scene ahead. A sense of nausea arose in my heart, as if facing something dirty.

　　 I still don’t like this kind of twisted things.

　　 She sighed in her heart, put the doll in her arms aside, and then took out a huge silver sickle from the ring.

　　 This was recently redeemed by the ‘Red Hat’ with the contribution of the team at the headquarters. The quality is a rare pearl. It is a special weapon specially designed for Chaos and Phantom, with special effects of purification and soul-killing.

　　【Scythe of Pure Moon】: The blade of the sickle is made of the essence of pure silver, and the handle of the rod is made of wood for praying. It can purify impurity and evil, and has special damage to the soul and spiritual body. In addition, the sickle is also engraved with an inscription of the angel sequence, which can perform special moves when activated.

　　Although the contribution required for this sickle is expensive, "Red Hat" considers that Luo Xier rescued the "makeup artist" and "black cow" and gave it to her.

　　‘As a captain, you must be rewarded and punished. He said that at the time.

　　 So, Lorrain Hill had to accept the other's kindness, but now this sickle is really easy to use.

　　 There was a roar from the mountain col on the west side, and then a pale sword light swept across the night sky, and a howling and fighting sound came.

　　 The battle on the opposite side seems to have begun, and the sound is probably a black cow. Lorrain Hill clenched the handle of the sickle in one hand, and touched the black cloth on her face with the other hand. After calming the emotions in her heart, she walked out slowly.

　　 Gray boots stepped on the dead branches on the ground, making a slight noise, stepping forward, revealing a little indigo skirt from the dark robe. The sickle like a silver moon reflected the brilliance of water in the fire.

A dozen nearby "backlighters" heard the faint sound and turned around and saw the stranger who appeared suddenly. Although they didn't know who this girl was, the iconic black robe was no longer needed. Talk more.

　　 "This... here too!"

　　 Seeing this sudden appearance of the judgement staff, the original fanatical mood seemed to be poured with a hearty cold water. Although they were enthusiastically pursuing the gods, they gradually learned during the confrontation during this period that once this group of black-robed men appeared, it would mean killing and death.

　　 As an organization that cleans up worms within the church, the Adjudication Department generally does not take action, but once they show up, it also means that the killing of evildoers begins.

　　"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

　　 The irrational person did not choose to escape after the sudden emotional fluctuations, but rushed up directly. The other party is just a person, so what is there to be afraid of.

Some of them are holding swords, some holding knives, and some holding large axes, with blood red eyes, leaning across the ground and running over, the extraordinary core that has been fully stimulated brings immense power, stepping on the ground, like a boulder scroll.

　　 The mud kicked up behind his feet splashed, and the weapon in his hand screamed sharply under the night sky, carrying a mass of several hundred kilograms, and rushed directly to this seemingly fragile and slender body, as if sweeping tissue paper with a hammer.

　　 Lorrain Hill closed his eyes slightly, exhaled, adjusted his magic power and balance, and then—

The azure blue eyes suddenly opened, and a tiny trace of light flashed through, and the space seemed to be fragmented. The figure from the previous charge was directly cut open, and the filthy and rich blood sprayed out like a waterfall~www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The mutilated limb fell on the dark red flowing ground, making a dull sound, and the silver blade fell on the ground and bounced slightly, making a metallic trembling sound.

　　 Carrying the huge scythe that the blood drops, she moved forward slowly, stepping across the corpses lying on the ground, leaving behind a drop of blood wrapped in dust.

　　 "No, no, don't kill me, I was deceived, I was coerced, I am really a good person!"

　　 A pastor sat slumped on the ground, shrinking back in fear, his eyes were horrified, his hands and feet were constantly trembling.

　　 "Sorry, it's too late."

　　 The girl's voice was ethereal and cold. She looked at the man in front and analyzed the soul and extraordinary core in his body. It was deeply polluted and distorted and couldn't turn around. Even if she didn't do it, the other party would not live for half a year.

The corrosion of 　　 Chaos Phantom will not be merciful just because you are its believer. It does not have this kind of consciousness and will, and being familiar with its characteristics can only be delayed at best. Even the witch of Sequence 9, under the long-term influence of her, will have extreme temperament and gradually vanish, not to mention the person in front of her.

　　 Let him live, I'm afraid it will bring more tragedies.

　　 The sickle handle in his hand turned, and another silver light flashed, and the man in front of him was directly divided into three parts, and even the soul was torn and purified during the cutting.

Under the dim and dark sky, this girl in a black robe fluttered in the flames, her figure swaying, and the sickle in her hand was like a crescent moon. She drew arcs of icy light one after another, cutting through the bodies of one enemy after another, bright red. The blood bead dyed the robe a dark red color.

　　 Its sound is like screaming blood, cold moon bathing with red inflammation.