Chapter 509 CXLIII Punishing the Succubus

Chapter 509 CXLIII. Punishing the Succubus

Boneyard, southeast.

Leaving the center of this restricted area, the desert area gradually disappeared, replaced by vast Gobi and tumbleweeds, and the weeds that grew tenaciously in the shade between the rock layers also had a faint green.

We were about to leave the boneyard.

The spell of the Dark Scripture was completely branded on Micah, and a strip of spell bands spread along the right half of his face from the center of his right eye to his forehead.

Micah tried everything, even cutting off his flesh was useless, and he was completely entangled.

And the nightmare Carrie had been imprisoned by Micah.

These spells have strange uses, similar to the cage of torture instruments, which can be extended from the spell and confine life to the spell characters.

"Husband..."

Carrie's extremely strange address came from the "ribbon" of words overflowing from Micah's shoulder.

But Micah was not interested in Carrie, who killed his savior.

Three days ago

In the underground caves of the ancient ruins, Micah wanted to verify whether he had lost anything as a living sacrifice of Carilabos.

But...

The extreme pain that burns the soul can't make people feel happy at all. The ultimate pain can completely extinguish any desire and turn it into rage.

But Micah is such a person. He doesn't accept his fate. In the end, he completed it with extreme violence and difficulty.

And Carrie herself has not fought for such a long time in 900 years. She has been honest and begged for mercy.

And Micah, no longer wants to connect, he can't bear such pain anymore.

I can't help but start thinking about the essence of this matter.

In the clinical experiments of the Northern Prison, there is a concept of genetic genes, but it is used in political practice and has evolved into a theory to build momentum for the nobles.

And many doctors understand the nature of genes themselves.

In fact, it is meaningless. No matter how hearty the connection is, it is essentially controlled by genes. Genetic material encourages such behavior, which will extend pleasure.

Even if ten trillion people are connected, it is useless. After all, they are puppets controlled by genes.

People are just agents of this potential substance, mouthpieces, actions, desires, dreams, and the genes of mammals are as gorgeous and useless.

Micah, who once held Suezana inviolable, has completely figured it out after becoming a monster.

This is his life. He has embarked on the wrong path and has ridden away in the darkness. There is no way back. Such a sacred existence is contrary to himself.

And this sinful behavior, even if it is wrong, can only continue.

The next time, it can only be left to that woman before death.

Beautiful.

By then, I will bet my life and dreams to deal with her.

This is Micah, the only way to fight against this cruel world and the devil, Kalilabos.

"Don't talk, you are in a miserable situation now. We are now dealing with the Eternal Cult, and you are a good evidence."

There are two reasons why Micah didn't kill Carrie. One is that Heywood must be taken care of, and Carrie is infinitely useful. Second, the dark history of the Eternal Sect. Her existence can provide evidence. It is said that the current Pope can subvert time and space, has supreme majesty, and can compete with the emperor. God knows what is sitting on the Pope's throne.

"None of that matters..."

Carrie lost her mind, plus the racial bonus.

Micah is now affected by the Dark Magic Scripture. Carilabos is fooling him. He must be as still as a mountain and don't let desire penetrate your will.

Just quit the yellow card and return to the Pure Kingdom. Pure power is the power of healing.

Micah naturally does not believe in the Holy Spirit Church.

"The Holy Spirit of the Oath is above."

Micah closed his eyes and meditated, drawing the characters of the ancient ancestors Sidis on his chest.

The Holy Spirit of Beauty and Oath is one of the thirteen Holy Spirits. When Caruso presided over the wedding for Claude, he needed the blessing of this goddess. It is also the guardian of love and marriage.

However, there is no such thing as the opposition between gods and demons in this world. Who cares about you, there is no attribute restraint at all, and the physical engine is so fucking real.

"I am the Holy Spirit, XWO."

Carrie actually despised the Holy Spirit and said such blasphemous words.

The Immortal Emperor and the Demon Lord were at the edge of the universe, and the way of heaven was wiped out.

Micah opened his eyes.

The power of the Dark Magic Scripture, these spells can restrain life into characters. If there are no side effects, it would be great. It is simply a dungeon that you can carry with you to punish succubus.

But the joke that Carilabos made was too bad.

"You must shut up."

Micah couldn't listen to this, otherwise the desire would be ignited and the spell would start to burn himself again. He could only use the spell to become an iron tool in the cage to punish the succubus!

Flesh and blood are weak, and the machine ascends.

Carrie finally calmed down, knowing that she had to keep her voice down. She sobbed and moaned slightly, trying to restrain herself and cover her mouth. Tears flowed down from the corners of her mouth, otherwise Micah would not give her any more.

Micah continued to walk in the Bone Burial Wasteland.

On the way, they encountered a monster, a giant millipede that could only be defeated by an honor-level adventure group. It was seven or eight meters long and extremely creepy. Each of its appendages was twisted and evil, and it spewed acid from its mouth.

But now Micah was too powerful. The iron weapon of killing that was cursed, the iron chain knife roll pierced and strangled from a distance of five or six feet, splitting the belly, breaking and shattering, the gallbladder exploded, and the torso was directly squeezed into green blood.

Finn was an understanding brother, he might have a way to remove the curse.

No...

Fin was born in Pedan, which is the birthplace of the magic energy industrial revolution. People there don't like religion at all. Fin is the same. He disdains to understand religion and thinks that gods are fake and difficult to disprove. He really fell into his evil trick.

It seems that the only way is to find Caruso or find Heywood and let Brother Heywood find a way to lift the curse.

Micah knows that Heywood has become a peacemaker sister-in-law in Black Sails and has no intention of betraying him. It's just that by chance, the Thieves Guild is too dark, and he has his own difficulties, so he has to defect.

Another two days passed.

Micah buried the leader and his group in the ancient ruins before, and brought food supplies, windproof magic energy tents, maps of the bone wasteland, and sextants for measuring coordinates.

But he is not an adventurer. He used to sail with astronomy and geography experts like Finn, so it is impossible for him to get lost.

He only has a map of the bone wasteland, not Muron's, and just walks southeast, the approximate location of the Drifting City.

Finally left the wasteland and the no-man's land.

"Where did your mother take us? Is it still in China?"

Micah stood on a wind-eroded rock, where the vegetation was already lush.

Looking down.

There were several Alans carrying surveying instruments and writing data in notebooks. They should be doing some geological work.

They were dressed in exquisite clothes, wearing sun hats, and had set up a simple camp. The boiler was burning coffee, and the aroma was wafting over.

That's why Micah identified them as Alans at a glance. They were so exquisite.

There was also a team of soldiers in army uniforms protecting their safety.

It was almost certain that they were the people who built the railway in Alan.

Micah smiled bitterly. Now he could hold his sister in his arms and kill her.