Chapter 173 Sorry, I'm an Undercover Agent (Two Chapters in One)

Sister Pads, who survived the suicide attacks of the nuns on the battlefield and was still standing, seemed to be frozen in time. Following the words of the witcher, she fell to the ground with a bang, and all five limbs were cut off, as if she had been killed. The dismantled building blocks are general.

Just like when he came, the demon hunter took his long sword and bag and walked into the distance. He felt a little uneasy in his heart. Could it be that the followers of Slaanesh would expose all their power so easily? This is obviously a delay of time, what exactly are they covering up?

This trace of uneasiness made Xu Yichen a little anxious. After thinking about it, he felt that the only possible problem was the witches. At the center of the storm, or the witch who directly caused the storm, Effilar, what kind of secret is hidden in her body? To make the Witch King and the evil god in the chaos pay attention to her at the same time?

As a former nun, Effilar's psychic power was obviously acquired, and the nuns seemed to come up with something that surprised even the Witch King. As a four-good youth of the new era who was deeply educated by imperialism, Xu Yichen has the essence of New China. If someone wants something, it proves that it is valuable, so grab it first and then study it slowly.

After confirming that this bluffing chaotic monster does not have the perverted recovery ability of Misar, the witcher made a hasty confession and set off for the witch's location.

It took twenty-two seconds from Xu Yichen's appearance, to the elimination of the monster transformed by Sister Pads, to his departure. Pretentious like the wind, always with you.

Until the figure of the witcher disappeared into the ruins, the ranger still held the package with his hands, but the empty embrace made him wonder if he was hallucinating due to too much pressure, just now it seemed that the hunter Has the witcher come?

The ranger looked around, and subconsciously skipped over the victims who were performing the Eighteen Forbidden plot, and then couldn't help looking back, and found that the clerical nuns, who were not good at physique, were almost exhausted at this time. The lights are out.

With the idea of ​​saving one's life and building a seven-level pagoda, the ranger quickly came to the monster who was supposed to be the "enemy" but now became a human pillar: "Are you ready to die? Monster? What did you do for you?" Make atonement for it!"

Although Sister Padres was not the murderer who directly killed the militia, those nuns who believed in Slaanesh became part of her. The ranger stepped on the opponent's collarbone, and stretched the longbow in his hand to the maximum extent at the face-to-face distance, and the long arrow on the bowstring aimed at the opponent's eyes.

Sister Pads's eyes were calm, facing the inevitable death, she seemed to have become the devout head nun holding the banner again. After getting rid of Slaanesh's never-ending whispers in her ears, Pads finally regained her sanity. She murmured: "What a farce, the whole battle has no honor at all. My poor sisters, you They were all deceived by the Witch King..."

The ranger's arrow directly penetrated Sister Pads' right eye, pierced through the eye socket, penetrated the brain, and nailed it to the road behind her head. The arrow wound carried flames that symbolized anger, and fixed the monster's head on the ground.

Sister Pads looked at the fighting nuns who were dragged out of the battlefield one by one by the ranger not far away with her remaining eye, and then tried hard to look in the direction of those clerical nuns, but limited by the angle, she couldn't complete this task .

"Kill me, don't let me go too fast, my sin is unforgivable, and my hands are covered with the blood of my sisters." Sister Pads said calmly, as if she was completely punctured after the brain was punctured. It didn't affect her consciousness: "My soul is imprisoned in this cage, and I can never be freed. Burn me to death, dissolve me, and leave nothing behind."

A cold arrow pierced through the other eye socket, penetrating her brain, and before Pads lost her ability to think, the last words she heard were: "As you wish."

This monster, whose body was a fallen nun, guided by the soul of the head nun, and whom Misar placed great expectations on, was killed by the ranger with one arrow at a time.

In order to ensure that there would be no future troubles, the ranger almost nailed the opponent's head into a hornet's nest before giving up. I don't know when it started, the imaginative voice behind him stopped, and after Pades died, the effect of the spell disappeared.

A few unlucky clerical nuns almost lost consciousness immediately after the spell expired. Only one who was in relatively good shape said in a trembling voice: "Water..."

Seeing the naked nuns, the unconscious nuns, the muddy nuns, and the dismembered ex-nuns, the ranger remembered what the witcher said before he left: "The rest is up to you." is you."

The black line on the ranger's face, between life and death, the hand that was still able to stabilize the bow and aim, was trembling at this time. For the sake of his own reputation, he was a little entangled, should he pass by, or... should he pass with restraint?

"Nanmo Gatling... Ma, even if I breathe 3,600 times, my six senses are not clean! Here I come!" The ranger, who has been single for more than 20 years, turned on his water bottle with great curiosity. Heart, walked over with vigor and power.

On the other side, Sister Silence was leading the clerk in red through the ruins, and the teenager Karl who had been with them before was nowhere to be seen.

At that time, after hearing the sound of Rick detonating the alchemy bomb, the witcher disappeared in front of the three of them in the blink of an eye. Even Celestine, who reacted the fastest, only caught a figure from behind. Losing the bonus of [Faith Armed Forces] and breaking the oath of tranquility, the strength of the nun of silence plummeted, and she could only lead two people to chase after her.

The sonorous and powerful speech about punishing traitors before, in the face of absolute strength, is like farting. Of course, the young Karl didn't understand this kind of thing, but the nun in red wisely kept silent and didn't mention it again. But in Celestine's heart, it was like an overwhelming situation.

The words "Black Ship Sister" have been rampant in the world for nearly a hundred years. Among people in the know, it is almost a nightmare that cannot be mentioned. Even the power of the church has maintained restraint under the coercion of the Witch King. However, in recent years, in more and more places, the actions of the nuns have encountered resistance, not from other large forces, but one after another lone wolf like the previous witcher.

In the village and in the taverns at the port, the number of times the nuns have been attacked in the past four years has almost exceeded the sum of the previous hundred years! Especially two years ago, the ancient Siris Empire brazenly and officially sank the black ship-the Cinnabar Hand, because they attacked a coastal village of the Siris unannounced.

The sisters of Vermilion Mobile found an awakened Calamity Child in that small village. According to the custom, the Battle Sisters would wipe out all the people who might have come into contact with Chaos. As a result, a group of passing Siris ventured Those who found out and stopped their actions. The sturdy Siris adventurer almost crushed the formation of the nuns.

Under the leadership of the nun holding the banner, less than half of the remaining nuns temporarily extinguished the anger in their hearts, and retreated all the way to the place where the cinnabar hand signal was parked. But like stabbing a hornet's nest, adventurers who appeared from all directions along the way surrounded the group of nuns. In the end, no one successfully boarded the cinnabar mobile phone. Most of them died in battle, and only a few wounded remained. were detained and arrested.

The silent nun on the boat held the sacred banner of the Witch King and negotiated with the traditional forces of Seris. As a result, she was knocked unconscious by a mysterious person of unknown origin just after getting off the boat and within two kilometers.

Under such circumstances, the captain of the Cinnabar Hand suppressed the anger of the nuns forcibly, and sailed the black ship away from the port, trying to report to the Witch King what had happened here, but was directly sunk by the Serese navy. Less than 50 nautical miles from the shore, there was no warning shot, and it sank directly without rescue.

Three days later, Sister Silence was publicly executed and beheaded at Caishikou. That's not all, the Sirisians acted even more angrily than the nuns, as if they were the ones who were offended! Nearly eighty magical battleships larger than the black ship suddenly sailed out of the Serisian dock, starting from the South Seris Sea to the Japanese Bay of Yingzhou, like a comb, within three weeks, Sink all the Glorious Tears and Eternal Candle in this area!

Only the Fearless Heart, relying on its superb driving skills, escaped by chance and returned to the New World. Facing Siris' provocation, Celestine remembered that the two great witch kings, Dianchi? Edison and Magnetic Storm? Tesla, responded quickly and turned into lightning to go to that evil land.

But unexpectedly, three days later, Siris and the Witch Kings signed a non-aggression agreement, and the two Witch Kings, Sister Silence, had not heard from their colleagues for a long time. Although the Silent Sisters don't speak, they are not stupid. As the Witch King's guards, they understand the Witch Kings better than others.

Although the Witch Kings are great and noble, they are still mortals, and they will conflict with each other, get hurt, get angry, and rejoice. Celestine knew very well that in this conflict, the emperor of the Sirians was the final victor.

Now, it was another unscrupulous Serisian who trampled to death one by one the enemies of Chaos that the nuns could hardly face head-on. As the youngest nun of silence, Celeste can feel that the world is undergoing great changes, and she wants to participate in it to find out what happened. In her eyes, the mysterious and powerful Siris is the best Target.

"Lord Celestine, I feel a faint void vibration coming from the east." The nun in red stopped suddenly, facing east and said: "I am afraid it is one of the traitors we are looking for, I can feel it. The mark of the blasphemed holy word."

Sister Silence glanced at Karl, then turned around and led the nun in red to another direction. A mortal, if he had been in close contact with Chaos in normal times, would probably be burned to death by the nuns in the square, but for now, it is better not to offend that Sirisian.

And the young Karl has a beast-like intuition. Even though he didn't know what these women were doing, he sensed a hint of danger immediately after the witcher left. Taking advantage of the sudden stop of the two women, the vigilant young man sped up without looking back, and disappeared into the ruins.

Ignoring the mortal, the clerical nun beside Celeste soon discovered that the psychic fluctuation was deliberately luring the two of them. Whenever they lost their target, the shock would appear in front of them in due course Give directions.

"My lord, shall we continue to move forward?" The nun in red asked a little uneasy. The humiliation and setbacks she encountered today made this proud nun learn to be cautious: "Perhaps those traitors are lying in ambush ahead, waiting for us to fall into the trap." .”

"Nun, pay attention to your words and deeds." Celestine gave her a sideways glance: "Prudence is a virtue, but excessive caution means cowardice! Be prepared to cast spells, even if I lose the power of the oath, I will still be a A qualified fighter!"

Sister Catherine, the clerk, was sitting on Misar's living chair. She could feel the warm blood under the body, with the beating of the heart, passing through the blood vessels with difficulty; The rhythm of breathing pressed against her back one after another; the blood soaked through her robe, and the slippery touch made Catherine feel nauseated.

This is not the most troublesome thing for her. In her body, the chaotic eggs left by Misar are brewing. As long as Misar has a thought, he will be completely absorbed by this thing as nutrients, even his soul will be sucked in, and then he will be reborn in his old body as a pure chaotic creature.

Behind Catherine's ear, a long tongue was licking her earlobe. This is a fallen nun whose human form can no longer be seen at all. It is a victim left by Missar to guard her, or to cooperate with her in acting.

Missar didn't turn her into a fallen person, but hoped that she would be a survivor and return to the camp with the rescuers. Mithar promised that someone would find this place to save his poor sister.

"From now on, you are still the Witch King's loyal nun, I will not ask you to provide me with any information, I have had enough of the Witch King and the nun!" Misar was digging out Catherine's kidney with a smile. It came out: "My target is the witch, the witch we transported all the way! Don't worry, this kind of small injury will not be fatal, and it can prevent someone from finding out that you have a problem."

"The thing in your body is called a chaotic egg. You may not understand it, but it doesn't matter. You just need to know that the thing will bear fruit in four hours." Misar carefully tasted the organs in his hand: "The taste Not bad. You should understand our style, if the Chaos Egg hatches in your body, it will end badly."

The severe pain made Catherine unable to answer Misar's words, and the heavy bleeding made her feel that her heartbeat had become weak.

"Your only chance is to transfer this thing to Effilar." Misar stretched out his hand and smoothed the wound on Catherine's lower abdomen. The flesh and blood in her hands are like plasticine, and they can be rubbed at will Bian Nieyuan: "You just need to kiss her like me when others are not paying attention. It's a very simple task, but it can save your life."

Before leaving, Missar blew a kiss to Catherine: "The decision is up to you, to save yourself or to save that witch? May the Witch King bless you, Catherine."

Catherine, who was bound by the blood vessels and intestines on the seat, estimated the time in her heart, suddenly opened her eyes, and her hands turned into sharp blades, cutting off what bound her in an instant!

The fallen person behind her was pierced through the chest by Catherine almost without resistance, the blade slashed, and the part above the nose was instantly separated from the body.

Cleanly shaking the blood on the weapon, Sister Catherine's hands returned to the shape of slender hands again. Looking at the fighting nun who was made into a chair, the head inserted into the top of the back was looking at her with wide eyes, as if nothing she had experienced was more surprising than what she saw.

"I'm sorry, I'm a witch." Catherine whispered these words in the head's ear, and under the disbelieving eyes of the nun, she pierced her brain with her right hand that turned into a steel awl, ending her death pain.

PS: I have been talking about the PPT for a day, and I have a headache~ The chapter after 12 o’clock will still be posted tomorrow during the day, forgive me~

PS: By the way, today’s collection finally broke through 10,000~~~