Walking on the corpses all over the ground, the night left the Poltic Castle.

Before leaving, he saw a blue teleportation ring opening in the sky.

After several battles, the teleportation array in Star Fort had already been damaged by the aftermath of the attack, thus delaying the best time for rescue.

This mage's gate is finished, and I don't know how much manpower and material resources it will take to rebuild it, and the most important thing is time.

The battlefield of the Prometheus plane, where the war rages on, will not give the Baltic Fortress this time.

Shelley Frankenstein, a genius mage from the city of mages Dwight D. Eisenhaug, disappeared, mysteriously coming, mysteriously going, leaving no trace.

……

"This is the so-called 'Scourge' Hofz?"

In a remote alley, a tall bronze-armored warrior twisted a dead head from the corpses scattered on the ground, his eyes revealing doubt.

His companion, a female priest in a blood-colored sacrificial robe, half-crouched, and a red aura appeared in her outstretched palm.

Gradually, the aura faded, and the priest raised his head and said respectfully to the bronze-armored warrior:

"My lord, it is indeed him, who slaughtered 1,788 believers of our gods, 196 samurai of the Order, 18 priests, and 2 local bishops, and committed the most blasphemous 'disaster' Hofz."

"Boring!"

The samurai threw his head out and smashed it against the wall, red blood and white brains painted in a horrific graffiti of children.

"So far, there have been a total of nineteen blasphemous sinners who have been ambushed, and there is only one last one left before the share."

The priest is simply the best clerk beside the bronze armor warrior, and carefully reports the statistical report of all the results of the team's harvest since its departure, its own battle losses, and the balance of remaining resources.

One of the two major hidden bodies of the Church of the God of Blood and Killing, the Bloody Codex, is responsible for hunting down heretics, blasphemers, alien creatures, and hostile god followers, covering most of the multiverse, and there have even been crazy cases of small groups entering the abyss to hunt church defectors.

The Church of the God of Killing is a bunch of crazy people, and even the Bloody Law will feel fear from the bottom of their hearts even if they are crazy and murderers!

After the Prometheus Star Gate was opened, the Church sent twenty groups of hunters into the heretical land, and hunted indiscriminately according to the list.

Everyone on the hunt list has blasphemed Caligula's divine might, not about strength, but only about crime.

Among them, there are three hunting teams that hide among the mages, using all kinds of dirty and inferior methods to attract prey, and then the obvious net is closed.

In just a few days, at least nearly 100 prey animals died at the hands of this group of madmen, and the strange ways of death and the outrageous methods all showed the trembling 'justice' of the bloody law!

On another adjacent street, there was an extremely sad girl's scream, and then it stopped abruptly.

"Sure enough, the females of the Kraken clan are different from humans!"

A feminine laugh suddenly appeared, and a crack opened in the void, and a gray-haired man in a blood-colored monk's uniform with pale and transparent skin slowly walked out, with a thrilling smile on his face, and the female's indistinguishable cheeks flushed with an intoxicating flush.

The delicate man in front of him was standing like this, but this figure that was enough to make countless males crazy brought with him an invisible fear that enveloped him.

"Ripper, you're too indulgent!"

The female pastor scolded coldly.

"We're in the dirtiest, most chaotic sin of the multiverse, and if you do anything like that, you'll get the attention of those heretics sooner or later!"

"Is there any one living here who is not a heretic?"

The ripper pouted, and the priest's statement was dismissive.

"Alright, that's the end of the quarrel."

The bronze-armored warrior spoke just in time to stop a potentially imminent, endless quarrel.

"Ripper, you'd better give me a convergence point before you finish your share, and you can finish whatever you want after killing another one!"

"Yes, Lord Calamity!"

The man restrained his smile, his expression was a little more serious, his eyes shone with lustful light, and he seemed to see his wonderful life after the completion of the mission.

"It's not bad to end it early, I don't want to stay in this dirty heretical world for a long time!"

A scantily-clad black-lipped woman leaning against a wall complained, the head of a snake popping out from all corners of her body spitting scarlet letters, as if in agreement with the woman's words.

The priest's expression was as solemn as ever, and after receiving the information from the other two companions, she immediately reported to the bronze-armored warrior codenamed 'Calamity':

"My lord, the goshawk and vulture brothers guarding the city gate have sent back news that another sinner has entered the city."

"The sinner is from the ranch directly under the Killing God Kingdom, numbered on the 399th plane, and his name is Nights Dragon, suspected to be the destroyer of the 399th plane, with the killing mark of blasphemy on his body......"

Hearing this report, the ripper licked his lips and said:

"A wheat seed from a pasture is not even a son of God? How dare you blaspheme the Divine Seal, and give up an opportunity that could have been a heroic spirit? I'd love to talk to this guy about his betrayal, in bed, of course! ”

"Ripper, my sister will try to leave you a complete corpse."

The black-lipped woman walked with a sexy and bewitching catwalk, and her smiling expression was full of playful looks.

"It's nice to have a corpse, you say yes, Black Mamba!"

The ripper's expression is strangely identified.

"But ......"

The priest's expression was a little hesitant:

"The goshawk and vulture brothers said that the 'wild beast' is also eyeing the prey!"

The bronze armor warrior did not hesitate to order:

"All members of the fourth hunting team in Chapter 6 of the Bloody Law are ready, let the goshawk go and tell the beast, he doesn't even think about it!"

……

Back at Anna's tavern, the sleeping psychic had already woken up, his face not as decadent as before, and he looked radiant, and it seemed that he had had had a good night's sleep.

"Boy, you're finally back, give me something."

Before Cangye could reply, a mysterious power poured out of his mental world, and all the masks hanging in the room flew out automatically, superimposed a thick layer on his face.

It was as if the skin of his face was being torn off, and he saw a thin transparent mask floating in the air, flashing with colorful light.

"It's hard for you to run around wearing a half-finished one."

With a yawn, Anna threw out another bolt of telekinesis, and the flames of nothingness gradually calcined the entire mask.

"Just wait another twenty or thirty minutes."

Cangye left expressionlessly, and I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Cangye took out his wand and reverse scales.

Walking out of the door, the streets that were about to be on a daily basis are now filled with a lifeless atmosphere, and there is no sound coming out, which is an extremely abnormal state.

I couldn't take two or three steps, the light around me suddenly dimmed, and under the super dynamic visual scanning, some fine lines were diffused in each of the eight directions around me, flickering with faint energy fluctuations.

A shadow slowly rose from the ground 15 meters behind him, also holding a staff in his hand, and slammed it into the ground.

In an instant, countless light streaks intertwined with blood and murderous aura erupted like chains, sealing off the entire street, and outside, if anyone passed by, they would definitely not feel anything unusual.

Because people from outside look here, and they will never see anyone!

This is an assassination, an anomaly against oneself, capable and motivated, and the question of who the enemy is is on the rise.