Stand beside Spencer.

In the face of the investigator's actions, both Ronald and Patricia can understand his approach.

Investigator Kate and Nicole are completely incapacitated, Patricia's long sword pierces the demon, and the priest is dedicated to sealing the demon, which is not much different from Kate, who cast a spell together to defend before.

As for Ronald......

Spencer wasn't in the habit of pinning his hopes on a temporary worker.

So now he can still fight on the field, and he is the only one left.

In the investigator's opinion, he alone could not handle this flesh-and-blood monster.

Therefore, what can be done is to sacrifice your weapons to buy time for everyone to escape.

Then everyone ran apart.

That's pretty much the right thing to do right now.

At least there is a possibility that someone will escape and return to Brunwich to report what is happening here.

If you bite the bullet and continue to push on here......

This cultist warlock doesn't look like a merciless character.

What everyone ushered in was just the end of all death.

Spencer's choice to think about his identity as an investigator is theoretically perfectly fine.

But realistically......

In the journey of life, there will always be something unexpected.

For Spencer.

It's like, right now.

Ronald is walking towards the flesh monster.

Faced with the enemy under control, the temporary worker of the Investigation Bureau in Spencer's eyes did not run away immediately, but stepped on the grapevines and stood on the wall of the plant labyrinth, and came to the front of everyone generously.

The investigators probably had some speculation in mind.

But an instinctive reluctance to believe such a reality.

A temporary worker of the Bureau of Investigation could be a master of the mysterious side?

And also be able to solve the cult warlock in front of you?

The probability is too small.

At the same time, the metal staff that Spencer had just thrown into the air had already disintegrated itself in the constant violent vibrations.

The original length of a few tens of centimeters has shrunk and disappeared little by little over time, and in the end there is no residue left.

- The wear and tear of the metal staff.

— It means that Spencer's operation to press the bottom of the box is over.

Finally, the tremors were gone.

“.......”

"Hybrid investigator!"

After a roar of rage.

Recovering his mobility from the suppression of Spencer's spells, the first thing the cultist warlock leader among the flesh stitch monsters noticed was Ronald standing on the vine wall walking towards him.

Look at this man with no fear in his eyes at all.

The leader of the cult warlocks smiled fiercely:

"How?"

"It's all like this, do you still want to use your ability to manipulate emotions to control me?"

"Stupid, stupid!"

"Die!"

The stitched monster composed of flesh and blood is not far from the investigator's side.

With the tyrannical clamor of the leader of the cult warlocks.

This monster immediately pulled out a thick tentacle made of human bodies, and immediately smashed it down on the top of Ronald's head!

Sa –

The tentacles were so cold and mighty that even the wind around them wailed as it whipped them.

However, it was this imposing nidal blow.

But it stopped in mid-air!

Ronald quietly looked at the flesh tentacles that were close at hand, and the indifference in his eyes remained motionless.

With the cold winter wind, he smelled the disgusting fishy stench on his tentacles.

Ronald wrinkled his nose and said in the same cold tone:

“......”

"Remember why you failed."

"It is absolutely forbidden to inflict violent attacks on me."

Immediately, it begins with the tentacles that Ronald is facing directly.

Flesh and pus suddenly burst apart!

This crack spread rapidly along the body of the Flesh Stitch Monster, and soon spread all over the Flesh Stitch Monster's body.

In the next second, the monster's body completely disintegrated.

Bang Bang Bang -

The corpses and pus that fell to the ground rained down on the ground, and even a thick 'pool' of water had accumulated in this maze of plants.

Standing among the corpses.

The leader of the cult warlocks was looking around blankly.

This......

What's going on?

In just an instant, all the corpses under his control were completely destroyed.

The technique is completely erased, and at the same time, there is no room for manipulation.

Whew-

Suddenly, a winter night breeze blew over his sparse head.

With a glance, the leader of the cult warlocks saw the black fog that was surging towards him.

A scarlet mist faintly revealed in the darkness, and it drowned him like this.

"Wait!"

"I ......"

"Ahh

There was no time to say a word more.

The power of the Hell Blood River began to be infused into the body of this cult warlock.

This guy's previous behavior all fits the definition of 'rape'.

Immersed in the black mist, all the blood, bones, muscles, everything in his body was steamed and festered by the power of the boiling river of blood.

Just a few seconds passed.

The leader of the cult warlocks fell weakly.

The figure drowned in the pool of rotting corpses around it, and then silently blended into it.

- He's dead.

Under the merciless ravages of the river of blood.

Another sinful soul who deserves it is included in the hell of the Divine Comedy.

Meanwhile.

Standing in place, his eyes were a little glazed, and Spencer, who had witnessed everything, gradually came back to his senses.

He couldn't help but subconsciously mutter:

"The temp workers in Bronwich are all of this calibre?"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to think that his words were very funny, and then shook his head as if laughing at himself:

"How can it be ......?"

Patricia, on the side, noticed the bitterness in the investigator's tone.

The girl who lost her long sword was in a leisurely manner, and just told the other party in a quiet tone:

"Ronald's words are actually my good friend."

"I have always recognized and trusted him very much."

Spencer shook his head with a wry smile:

"Is that so......"

"It's a bit of a gaffe for me to be your recognized friend."

While the two were talking, Ronald also jumped off the trellis and returned to them.

The black mist that spread out swirled back to him, and Ronald pointed in the direction behind him at the same time:

"This guy is completely solved."

"But in the back of the line, there are three more cult warlocks who left their team before, and they haven't seen them yet."

"I'll leave this to me."

At this time, Spencer took the initiative to speak:

"The two of you are here to protect Mr. Priest and seal the demon, and I can still handle this little work."

After saying that, Spencer burrowed into the plant maze behind Ronald without looking back.

Like he said.

With just three ordinary cult warlocks, he is still safe against them.