Little Tyrant Doesn’t Want to Meet with a Bad End - Chapter 81

Inside the monastery, Brother Crow was tremblingly holding his sword that had never seen blood since it was pierced, shivering in the small fortress built with wooden boards and furniture by the bed.

Although Brother Crow is nearly middle-aged and has extensive experience, he is a full-fledged literati. He spends most of his life in the monastery, teaching his children literacy and arithmetic, and telling nearby residents about the original goddess. The story taught is all of his life.

When he joined the logistic unit of the Royal Women’s Army a while ago, Crow felt that this was the most thrilling moment in his life. The wounded and dead were brought back every day on the front battlefield. The blood he had seen in just a few days was more **** than he had seen in his life. There are too many. When he returned to the monastery, although he was lost because of being left behind, he felt relieved and felt that he was finally able to return to a familiar life.

But he never imagined that he would encounter Shia’s messenger in this familiar monastery, and then even a vicious cultist! Outside the gate of the monastery, the furious Peter had completely released his curse power, countless. The lonely soul and ghost wandered in the nearby fog. The evil aura and the sad images of the portraits sounded like a prayer full of profanity in Clau's ears. Clau stared at the tight door and gasped heavily, Dou Da Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he looked back at the girl who was sleeping on the bed, showing a complex and timid expression.

Lord Son, are you fighting?

The middle-aged Xiu Tu thought so, and Faith told him what to do, but the reality was that he was shaking and could not do anything.

After all, in his opinion, those evil transcendents can only be punished by the saints who have descended here. Roja and Noelle are the same as ordinary people in Claude's eyes. That is not only the difference in strength, but also the character. Waiting for the differences on all sides to be strong and not arrogant, polite and approachable, brave and fearless, and able to choose to fight without hesitation in the face of terrible enemies. This is by no means something ordinary people can do. It is better to say that ordinary people face it. It is a completely different state when being a believer.

It is hard to talk about the courage to cringe fear, but only promise, and resist the existence of evil. This is not a case in this world, but the universal response of most people.

w Noelle’s courage to face cultists comes from family heritage and blood pride. Roja’s courage to face cultists comes from his heart’s righteousness and guardianship. Although the reasons are different, they are all already Unconsciously crossed the threshold in my heart.

The surrender of power is not terrible, the terrible thing is the surrender of the soul. The special feeling that Crow felt from two people is the unyielding spirit of high responsibility. He has only felt this feeling in a few people in the past. It is the contemporary Holy See and Queen Victoria and others.

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"May Shia bless you sincerely praying for the two of you. Brother Crow muttered to himself as he looked at the female sacred in front of him.

Peter never thought that one day he would be so rich by a source-level 6 kid that he had to defend himself.

Now that the lady with the dog was sent directly to the sky by the dagger of the saint, the only paintings Peter can direct are the Virgin Mary and some miscellaneous things that cannot be on the table.

Obese businessman, stereotyped soldier, crying maid,-Peter’s early paintings were released by him. Most of these paintings are limited and useless. They belong to the bad works that Peter is ashamed to see, but now He can no longer manage so much.

In an environment where the visibility is less than ten meters, the mysteriously disappearing enemy is obviously the dagger, the sharp weapon of the magic weapon, and everything is gathered together, and turned into a murderous opportunity that scared Peter in the dark night.

The pale man gasped, trying his best to calm his heart.

Don't panic!-It's just a kid of source level 6, what can you do if you have treasures? His actual combat experience and psychological endurance are definitely not as good as mine! I am a hunter, and 1t is the prey!

Peter yelled loudly while thinking about one, trying to make Roja out, but there was no movement in the mist of Friends night except for the screams of the unjust souls. The man's dim eyes widened and became angry, but he suddenly felt the two behind him. Ten meters away, the defensive net of the paintings has been found! The moment he heard the message from the paintings, the red light in Peter's hands slammed behind him, and the vicious curse that can turn people into **** silt across the night , Slammed on a figure wearing red gauze

"Hahahaha! I found you! Now I know the gap between us, kid! There are a few good things that you think can defeat me? It's a fantasy! He was overjoyed when he found out that the attack hit Peter, and his face showed a big presumptuous Laughing stepped closer, decided to watch Roya's body turn to **** pain before his death

Bitter expression.

However, what he didn't expect was that he did see Roja's expression, but it was not painful, but a ridiculous ridicule.

At this time, Luo Ya was lying on the ground. His hand was an amethyst pendant that could not be activated in the space of [Personal Studio]. A hard barrier was pressed against his body in the shining light and enveloped him completely, leaving him in the mist. His paintings were unscathed no matter how they beat.

At the moment when he saw that Roja was okay, Peter opened his mouth and lost his words, but Roja's eyes lit up like stars, full of murderous intent!

"I saw you."

The young man’s voice was like an invitation letter from the **** of death. In an instant, Roja’s figure disappeared out of thin air, and a strong wind was blowing behind Peter. A silver dagger pierced the statue of Our Lady before the man had time to react. All the way forward, the momentum is like a broken bamboo. "

Puff!.

The sound of the blade piercing the human body sounded, and Peter lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the short sword pierced from his chest and spewing a mouthful of blood. It was at this moment that he finally realized that he had counted.

I was so suddenly splattered by the blood of a little devil that the man’s consciousness was temporarily blurred. Peter Carter seemed to have a revolving lantern drifting past his eyes, impoverished when he was young.

Downfall, the deaths of lovers and family members, the unrecognized talents of my own painters drifted past my eyes one by one. In the end, the scene was led by a cultist on a path of transcendence.

In that picture, the young painter is full of determination, and his decision is not to be swayed by the rules of the world. That was Peter Carter’s dream of becoming a transcendent at first, but as time went on, he gradually fell and became a tool of organization. Fragmented, and now it is even more deadly in the hands of his own target.

So, is this the reason why I have been so late in getting promoted? Lost my original intention, the man who had already spitted out blood in the mist, and the memory of life and death emerged so that Peter understood what he lacked, this man full of evil. At this moment, there was comprehension, and at the same time the magic element in the body began to erupt in an explosive manner.

In Roja's surprised gaze, Peter reached out and grabbed the dagger in his chest. He looked back and his dim eyes had turned blood red at this time.

°Cough! Little devil, I didn’t expect me to be forced to this point by you. I underestimated you. I have to admit that you are indeed a character, but do you think this can kill me? Peter roars Aloud, the beast-like eyes are the will to die, Roja's hair stands at this moment, and for the first time since coming to this world, he has seen the tenacity and horror of the extraordinary. "

You underestimate the Transcendent! You underestimate Source Level 4 too! Do you think you pierced my heart? See what your sword penetrates?!"

Roja stared at the wound pierced by the winged dagger. I don’t know when the blood splattered wound was gone. It was replaced by a twisted human body painting.

[Immersive Realm], this is my biggest trump card. This part of my body has now turned into a painting. You can't kill me anymore!

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"You are really amazing, Roya Akat, but it's not enough, the strength and the understanding of the extraordinary are not enough! So I won! Thank you for reminding me a lot of the past, then, goodbye!"

Peter Carter firmly grasped the sword on his chest, and at the same moment the statue of Our Lady of the Guardian returned to his side, with **** hands that were about to tear the boy’s throat. Roja looked at the ugly paintings that approached, as if time was slow. Peter was right. After all, Roja was not truly extraordinary. The monsters with these unpredictable methods still don’t understand, but Peter can erupt when he is in danger, why can’t Roja? On the will, in absolute terms. The moment the inferior boy picked up the sword, it was impossible to lose to a dirty and selfish murderer.

The desperate boy gritted his teeth and gave instructions. At the core of his body, the flame of life turned blue and began to burn crazily.

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"Gurandal's Agreement"

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The violent magic element burned every nerve. The black-haired boy roared loudly. The huge increase in power made his arm muscles swell and blood burst, but he could not feel it, because at this time his body had lost the pain. The attack of the Madonna came, and the blow penetrated his chest and caused fatal injuries, but Roja didn't care anymore, he just poured all his power into the short sword!

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Damn! What, what's going on! How is your strength, maybe better than the Virgin! Kill him soon! Peter found something wrong at this moment, he was holding the tip of the sword and began to be unable to grasp it, seeing that he was about to be caught by Roya Breaking through the range of [Immersive Realm], he loudly ordered the painting to start, but found that it was useless for Roja.

At this time, the young man seemed like an unyielding war ghost, his face covered with injuries but his face remained unchanged, and his combat effectiveness had not diminished at all.

This immortality?! Why? wh Peter looked at the blood-stained boy’s face with surprise and incomprehension. In the dimness, he seemed to see-a huge phantom standing behind the boy,-Shuang did not know where it came from. The gaze that came was squinting at him, as if looking at an ant.

Peter's expression suddenly changed at this moment, and his uncontrollable fear and panic began to blow out, but this was his last feeling. "

Thanks for your advice, goodbye, Peter Carter!

"Surrounded by the mist and ghostly paintings, the young man hissed and screamed. The full burst of power to push the dagger, the sword light flashed, and the figure split into two.

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