Chapter 1685 The High Sin Archbishop (The Meowing State Cannot Be Lifted!)

There was a flash of light.

The next moment, Fangzheng appeared in an open space. Looking up, he could see the corpses of Witch Cultists wearing black robes similar to those of the FFF regiment, as well as the corpses of adventurers, and in the open space at this moment, only Blue Rose The masked girl and Ladis are still struggling, and the others are also seriously injured.

"Yo, it seems that your situation is very bad."

"Master Fangzheng!!"

Hearing Fangzheng's voice, the masked girl and Ladis hurriedly turned their heads and looked this way, both showing excited expressions. At the same time, the person who was fighting them seemed to have sensed Fang Zheng's presence and stopped fighting. The masked girl and Ladis also retreated quickly, hurriedly withdrew from the battlefield, and came to Fang Zheng's side.

"Be careful, Mr. Fangzheng, he is the Sin Archbishop of the Witch Cult!"

"Oh………"

Hearing Ladis' report, Fangzheng nodded, and then looked at the other party carefully. It was a man of indeterminate age, wearing a black robe, with green prairie-colored hair, and his expression looked very strange.

Basically... Isn't this similar to Roswaal!

Sure enough, that clown was also a member of the Witch Cult and did not run away!

"Go and take care of the others, leave this guy to me."

"OK."

Facing Fang Zheng's order, both of them nodded without the slightest hesitation. They are all aware of Fang Zheng's strength, and naturally have no doubts about whether he can defeat this culprit.

"what……………"

However, at this moment, Fangzheng saw the archbishop suddenly twist his upper body, turned around as if he was doing gymnastics, and looked at him in a very awkward posture. His eyes widened, as if he saw something incredible.

"I can't think of it...to be here, to meet someone who is so loved by the witch...Who are you?"

"When you ask someone's name, shouldn't you say your own name?"

"This is really rude, I forgot to say hello."

Maintaining the shape of a split horse, the Archbishop of Sin bent down and saluted.

"I am Petichius Romanee-Conti, the High Sin Bishop of the Witch Cult and the Sloth Bishop."

"Pech...forget it."

Fangzheng thought for a while, and gave up decisively, the name was too convoluted.

Anyway, he is going to die soon, so there is no need to worry about it.

"Then, answer my question, you who are loved by a witch...!"

However, at this moment, Laziness suddenly reached out to Fangzheng.

"Are you arrogant?!"

".........?"

"This breath, this strong witch's breath, ah, this is the proof that you are loved by the witch! However, I have never found such a believer. I am so lazy! Lazy! Lazy! Lazy! Witch, please Please forgive my laziness!!"

While talking, Fangzheng saw the man screaming, grabbing the stone beside him, and crazily bumping his head against it.

"........."

I don't need to do it, he committed suicide directly, right?

"wrong."

But at this moment, Laziness suddenly stopped, and stared at Fangzheng again with wide eyes.

"This smell, this witch smell...is this a witch? No, I think it's...not...why can't I tell? Who are you? Who are you? Why do you have Such a favor? More importantly, who is this favor from!!!”

"————!"

Accompanied by sharp shouts, Fangzheng suddenly saw dozens of pitch-black arms suddenly stretched out behind Laziness, and then rushed towards him like tentacles.

"Humph!"

Looking at these ugly arms, Fangzheng snorted coldly, and the next moment, the magical light around him flashed, and a sharp spatial fault unfolded, cutting all the black arms that rushed towards him into pieces.

Seeing this, the lazy expression became even more surprised.

"How is it possible? How is it possible for you to see my invisible hand? How is this possible? My power, the lazy power granted, will be seen by others! Unforgivable! Unforgivable! Unforgivable!"

The invisible hand? That's right, other people can't see it.

Fangzheng finally understood why those adventurers lost so badly. This is a bit similar to the mage's hand, but unlike the mage's hand that can only move objects, this invisible hand is obviously very aggressive. For those For adventurers who cannot see these arms, the enemy in front of them is indeed quite difficult to deal with.

"You are lazy! How can you be so lazy! Diligence, only diligence is the true meaning of love!"

The laziness at this moment is getting more and more crazy, and Fangzheng is too lazy to talk to him anymore. He originally thought about getting some information from this guy called Pei Han Han Han Han, but now it seems that he should forget it. Staying with the lunatic for too long, I'm afraid I'm going to become a lunatic.

Speaking of which, whether it's that clown or this guy, the Witch Cult is basically a mental hospital.

Mental illness should be locked up!

Thinking of this, Fangzheng swung his sword suddenly, and bright red flames burst out, and then Fangzheng raised his sword and swung it forward.

"boom!!!"

The fire dragon made of condensed flames whizzed out, and rushed towards Lazy with its teeth and claws. Facing the huge flame dragon in front of him, Lazy seemed to be fearless. He opened his hands, and stretched out his even bigger black arms. , and grabbed the fire dragon.

If it is an ordinary flame creation, maybe he can really succeed. But it is a pity that what condenses the body of the giant dragon is the first flame of heaven and earth.

first fire.

The moment the black arm touched the fire dragon's body, it immediately collapsed, as if a stick made of sand hit the steel. Immediately afterwards, Fire Dragon opened its mouth wide and swallowed Laziness into its stomach in one gulp.

"Hahahaha, it's so hot, so hot! This is hard work! This flame is really hardworking! But, I won't just die like this! I'm lazy!!!"

Accompanied by this neurotic scream, Fangzheng saw that Lazy's body was instantly burnt to charcoal, and at the same time, a wisp of black mist emerged from it, and rushed towards the sky suddenly. But at the next moment, the ruthless first fire followed like a shadow and hit the wisp of black mist. Immediately afterwards, the black mist burst like kerosene being ignited, forming a scene like a celestial girl scattering flowers , disappearing in the air.

"Do people in this world all take homes?"

Seeing the gradually dissipating fireworks, Fangzheng shook his head helplessly. Maine and Mai Lu are considered to be taking away. According to Beatrice, the previous Roswaal seems to have the ability to take away his own offspring. Where to go, maybe it will be a seizure again.

Is this world a world of seizing homes? If it doesn't move, it means that the soul can't be transferred through time travel?

Isn't this a fantasy world? Why does it make me feel like I went to Shushan?

However, at this moment, suddenly, a system prompt popped up in front of Fangzheng.

[Matching skills detected]

[Matching skill absorption]

[The user gets the special inherent skill "Invisible Hand"]

Match skills?

Seeing this, Fangzheng was taken aback for a moment.

How can I match up with that lunatic!

But having said that, what exactly is that witch's favor?

Thinking of this, Fangzheng lowered his head and smelled himself. If he remembers correctly, Laziness has been saying that he has the breath of a witch before... I have never seen a witch, how could there be a breath of a witch.

"You're right."

While stroking the little milk cat that crawled out of his arms, Fang Zheng said, while the little milk cat looked at Fang Zheng and meowed, then stretched out his head, rubbing against Fang Zheng's chin...

Oops, the little milk kitten is so cute!

By the way, wouldn't that idiot think that the smell of a cat is that of a witch? Or is it that witches are all cats?

This idea just passed through Fangzheng's mind.

Forget it, what are you serious about with a madman.

But having said that, what is the use of this invisible hand?

Back in the castle, Fangzheng was still thinking about this issue. In Fangzheng's view, this invisible hand is really useless. If you want to take things from a distance, you can use the hand of a mage. In battle, various spells and swordsmanship are no more reliable than this hand, and this thing is easy to use. It feels like a tentacle monster when it comes out, which is really scary.

Even if I really want to use tentacles, I can also use Isaac's black tentacles!

Why use this thing?

Having said that, is this thing really invisible?

At least Fangzheng himself can see it.

Thinking of this, Fangzheng glanced around, and happened to see Emilia and Huihui chatting on the balcony. Although he didn't know what they were talking about, seeing Huihui's excited dance and Emilia's expression was confused. Looking at the expression on her face, she knew that Huihui must be committing a second grade again.

Having said that, the voices of these two people are actually pretty similar, but Emilia is not as good as Hui Hui.

By the way, just try it out!

Seeing this, Fangzheng suddenly had a whim in his mind. Immediately afterwards, an "invisible hand" passed through the hall, stretched towards the balcony, and then came behind Huihui.

At the same time, Huihui was waving her arms, explaining excitedly to Emilia.

"So, I made up my mind that I will only love explosion magic in my life. Only explosion magic is the truth and justice! Mr. Fangzheng just doesn't understand this. If I learn other magic, then what about my love for explosion magic? It's not Yoyo, and Yoyo is also very stupid, although she is also a great magister, and she knows a lot more spells than me, but she loses to me every time! This means... ah!!"

However, before Huihui finished speaking, she suddenly screamed, jumped up, and looked back with her face flushed.

"What's wrong? Miss Huihui?"

Seeing Huihui's strange behavior, Emilia was taken aback.

"No... this..."

Huihui looked at the empty back with doubts.

"Just now I seemed to feel that someone was touching me..."

"No one?"

Emilia also glanced behind Hui Hui, and was very sure that there was no one behind her.

"Really? But how do I feel... 噫!"

However, before the words were finished, Hui Hui suddenly let out a strange cry,

"You, are you okay?"

"Wait, it's so itchy... Hahaha, wait, something is really touching me!"

"Difficult, is it a ghost?!"

Hearing this, Emilia's face suddenly turned pale, and Hui Hui's face was also pale.

"Wait, why is it a ghost? I didn't do anything that would be haunted by a ghost! Wow, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, help me!! My lord priest!!"

While shouting, Megumin ran towards the end of the corridor as if flying, and it seemed that she was looking for the priestess for help.

"Um………"

Taking his eyes away from Hui Hui who was running, Fang Zheng nodded in satisfaction.