What is Ryan's specialty?

Homicide!

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As the leader of the 'Greenstone', the largest killer organization in Navia City, Ryan has long been considered the 'King of Killers' in Navia City.

Especially after today, the reputation of the 'King of Killers' will become even more worthy of the name.

Those who once held only skepticism will obediently shut up.

Unless they want to personally experience the strength of the 'King of Killers' with one enemy and one hundred enemies.

As long as you are a person with a normal brain, you will not do this.

And with such strength, if you make a move against the priests and deacons of the Temple of Wealth......

No one will be able to escape!

What if it leads to the high priest and chief priest of the Temple of Wealth?

That's the best thing to do, with their cooperation, it's enough to kill those bastards!

The high priest, the chief priest, and the elder priest figured out the key almost instantly.

The high priest, the elder priest, smiled.

The younger chief priest slapped Qin Ran's shoulder with a slight loss of identity.

But at this time, the main priest didn't care at all.

What could be more exciting for this priest than to weaken the Temple of Fortune?

Even if it is to directly kill the priests and deacons of the other party, it is worth doing.

As for the despicable and cruel means?

What's the matter with him!

Whatever the way the Temple of Wealth is weakened, it is a good, commendable way as long as it serves its purpose.

"Ryan, it's okay to take a shot at the people of the Temple of Fortune, but not against the ordinary believers of the Lady of Fortune."

The high priest obviously thought more and told Qin Ran.

"Can't you make a move on ordinary believers?"

"I had intended to bloodied the entire city of Navia's Lady of Fortune's followers."

Qin Ran raised his eyebrows, as if jokingly.

Looking at Qin Ran's appearance, the elderly priest felt a chill in his heart.

Although the time of contact with Qin Ran was compensated, Edson decided that Qin Ran was not joking at this time, and such a joke, to other people, naturally had nothing to say from Qin Ran's mouth, but it was enough to send chills down the back.

Because, someone else's joke is a joke.

But from the mouth of Qin Ran, the 'king of killers', it was the passage of countless lives.

The chief priest admired Qin Ran's attitude.

"Ordinary believers can't move, that's the rule between temples, but the rest of the guys ......"

"No mercy!"

Without waiting for the main priest to finish speaking, Qin Ran said coldly.

Woo!

As soon as the three words came out, it was as if a cold wind was blowing in the hall.

The cold wind howled, like the wail of an unjust soul, which made people shudder.

The older priest shuddered.

The celebrant laughed.

At this moment, the chief priest looked at Qin Ran in front of him, and inexplicably felt more and more pleasing to the eye.

"Good!"

"Ryan, let it go!"

"I'll stand behind you!"

The priest said loudly.

Unreservedly, the priest made his attitude clear.

This made the high priest frown, wanting to say something, but in the end chose to remain silent.

After discussing in detail for a while, Qin Ran boarded the carriage and began to leave the Temple of Thorns.

Looking at the carriage in the distance, the chief priest was smiling, but the high priest frowned.

"Barry, we shouldn't ......"

"Shouldn't it be?"

"What we shouldn't do, other temples are doing, and we, who obey the ancient rules, are seen as outliers!"

"Lady Vanessa's godhead has fallen, and a clown-like woman is standing on the lady's head!"

"Moreover, they are aggressive and want more from us!"

"I can't take it anymore!"

"I can endure my own suffering, but I can't bear any more insults to Lady Vanessa - before, now, in the future, anyone who dares to insult Lady Vanessa, I must make them pay the price of blood, only blood can wash away the insult!"

"Even if it's a god!"

"I'm going to drag them off the altar too!"

The priest interrupted the high priest's words and spoke loudly.

The sonorous and powerful voice echoed in the ears of the high priest, looking at the old friend whose face shone in the light of the hall, the high priest seemed to know each other for the first time.

Call!

The high priest stared at the presiding priest.

The latter did not budge

The two looked at each other for ten seconds.

Then the high priest laughed.

"Old friend, you became the main priest ten years ago, and you have been conformist for the past ten years, maintaining a steady posture, and helping me deal with everything in an orderly manner."

"But now it seems that you have been cooperating with me, and you are worried about the face of my old fellow!"

The High Priest turned his head as he spoke, looking at the statue of Lady Vanessa beside him.

"It's not just you, it's Lady Vanessa too!"

"Kind lady, you can't bear to embarrass me, a poor ......"

"But how can my poor creature's self-esteem be as important as Lady Vanessa?"

The high priest let out a long sigh.

The old countenance began to become more resolute than ever.

"Slottu, you?"

The priest was stunned.

"We need to change!"

"We who are conformists have already paid the price of blood, and change is imminent!"

"Although it will have many difficulties, what is it for us who regard tribulations as the test of fate?"

"I only now realize that I have forgotten the doctrine of 'thorns'!"

The high priest paused, and looked at the priest.

The two long-time friends almost said in unison: "The tribulations of fate are like thorns, but we need to ...... Slash the thorns! ”

The voice is loud.

And, unstoppable.

There is no more fanaticism on the faces of the two, but there is a persistence that is impossible to ignore!

That's letting go of everything, leaving only one attachment!

Such attachment is terrifying.

Because, with such persistence, they will be desperate!

Such a person is called a hero among mortals.

But in churches, temples, people prefer to call them ...... Martyrs.

……

As the high priest and chief priest of the Temple of Thorns.

There is no doubt about the faith of the Thorn Lady.

Therefore, Lady Thorn is willing to focus her leisure eyes on the two of them.

So, Lady Thorn saw everything.

She saw a change in believers.

Unconsciously, such a change will also affect her.

Although it is a slow process.

But, change has already come.

……

In the void chaos, Tichy, who was crawling in front of a gate, slowly opened his eyes.

"I'm tired."

"It's ...... that the stinky boy dares to suspect me of detaining him"

Titch let out a long sigh of grumbling.

But suddenly, Titch, who thought of something, laughed.

The fat cat's face showed a slightly treacherous smile.

"I have already told you that cats do not hold grudges, because all revenge is avenged at the moment."

The laughter resounded in the corpse-strewn chaos, and it seemed extraordinarily permeating.

Ke Tiqi was completely unconscious, and when he thought of a happy place, he couldn't help but roll back and forth on the ground, and even writhed to expose his belly.

But moments of happiness were short-lived, and when sensing distant fluctuations, Titch rolled over and stood up, his fat belly immediately dragging to the ground.

"Again?"

"Faster than expected!"

"I really think I'm the easiest point to break!"

A frown appeared on Titch's fat cat's face.

But it was immediately replaced by hideousness.

Then, Titch lifted his claw, and a sharp tip popped out of his palm

Then, the cat's paw fell.

Rumble!

A thousand-meter-long, earth-shattering aura cut through the void chaos in front of him.

The already unstable Void Chaos immediately formed a Void Turbulence.

In the distance, an army of millions, numbering just appeared, and it was reduced to dust in the void turbulence.

Sensing the vanishing fluctuations, Titch yawned lazily, crawled on the ground again, closed his eyes, and flicked his tail.

"It's hard ground."

"I miss my cat litter so much."

"Damn, I really want to eat small dried fish."

"And Ki Tianjiao's fried skewers."

"Bastard, how long will this last?"

"I want to go back to the West Coast!"

"Didn't anyone find my recipe?"

"I put it within easy reach!"

……

A dream-like murmur loomed over the wilderness.