"Are all the people in the consortium monsters?"

When Roland appeared, Bell spat out his thoughts with a blank face.

She knew very well how powerful the explosion of 60 kilograms of gunpowder was, and although it was not enough for that person to completely turn into scum, it was okay to let him scatter it all over the ground. The one who withstood that kind of explosion at close range and still jumped in front of her, wasn't it a monster?

"Only this sentence I don't want you to say that......"

Roland smiled softly and bitterly.

"Sister Bell, could you please let us go with Prince Charles? I am a pacifist, and it is my greatest wish for me to have things to a peaceful end. ”

"Brother, Roland, is your faith peace, whatever peace it is?"

The tone was still cold, and it sounded almost sarcastic.

"Peace is a good word, but it also includes a plural definition. The peace obtained by defeating the enemy is as delicious as fine wine, but the peace that is given by the enemy after defeat is more bitter than a medicinal soup. It's the same peace, but it has the opposite meaning, and I'm sure Brother Roland understands this too, right?"

Roland nodded silently, already understanding what Bell wanted to express, and felt a sense of anxiety from it.

"In that case—"

The voice became colder, and the six long blades that made up the Holy Cross became more and more aggressive.

"The peace made by heretics and heretics is absolutely unacceptable to us and other pure believers. ”

"How dare I say it. ”

The spider scoffed.

"The Church has reached many armistice agreements with the Duchy in the past, and no one has been seen to live or die. In the final analysis, I am still worried that the national church of Albion will become bigger and threaten its own interests. Faith or something is just a cheap excuse. ”

It is not without fanatics who fight for their faith in this world, and madmen who do not hesitate to sacrifice a qiē for the sake of the God of faith and for the sake of the "right idea" exist in any time and place. But in the spider's view, beliefs and ideas are just catalysts and excuses for promoting war, and only interests are the root cause of war.

Perhaps Bell was convinced of what she had just said, but in fact no one but herself would take such a statement seriously.

"If a pure believer is not satisfied, he must fight? Fight for the gods, and there must be a limit to what can be said stupidly. The kind of request to sacrifice a son. Deliberately let the brothers fight. Will the god who instigated the Holocaust allow peace?

While preaching, Spider Silk weaves several barriers to block the 6 key blades thrown with all its might.

Jump back and forth between ceilings and beams and columns. While avoiding spider silk. Bell pulled the key blade from his vestment.

Based on what has just been said. It was enough to convict this woman, not to mention that from the moment they met, both Bell and Spider were aware that they couldn't get along with each other. Or that they don't like each other.

It's probably like it's repellent.

Leaving this feeling, the spider gathered his full spirit, and each spider silk became an extension of his hands and feet, constantly spreading and dancing in the air, weaving a deadly web, and attacking the oncoming Bell.

The Inquisitioner's blade is a magical weapon that condenses Mana, and the hilt is made very small in order to combine swinging, throwing attacks, and portability. It is very difficult to use, and only a master with both talent and perseverance can use it handily, and there are very few of these masters who can use it to the extreme. Such a rare master is constantly avoiding various traps and approaching the spider at this moment.

Suddenly, Bell turned around suddenly, and the three key blades flew like boomerangs, but the trajectory was directed at Prince Shire lying on the ground and Roland who pounced on him.

With a snort, the spider's fingers swung at a dizzying high speed, and hundreds of spider silks twisted into a strand and were launched like bows and arrows.

It was a lightning action, but it was a step slower after all.

Just before the expression distorted with fear and surprise, sparks and gunfire erupted in the air, and the snipered key blade at the tip deviated sharply from its original trajectory and plunged deep into the straw stack.

A wisp of green smoke came out of the muzzle of the automatic pistol, and Roland held Charles firmly and ran towards the door, the three key blades that pierced his back were entangled in silk threads and stopped in mid-air.

"I'm sorry. ”

The moment he rushed out of the door, the young man's face turned sideways, with sad amethyst eyes, as if to see through the bottom of Bell's heart, like a girl who was attacked unprepared, and the actions of the heretical inquisitor stiffened for a moment.

The next moment, Bell, who had been calm, roared.

"Thou hast loved evil more than good, and thou hast loved to lie rather than to speak of righteousness!"

"O treacherous tongue, thou love to say a degrading word!" (Psalm 52:3546)

Leaving behind the words of the gods to express their indignation, Roland unleashed a tiny blade of wind to cut the ropes from Charles's body.

"Women's big brother!"

As soon as Charles opened his mouth, Roland almost fell to the ground.

At the same time as he almost hit the street, the door panel of the warehouse shattered with a loud bang, and the four appearances kicked through the door panel and rushed in.

(Are there any reinforcements yet!)

Roland immediately thought of Bell's words just now, which turned out to be not a rebuke to him by the words of the gods, but a code to summon the purge.

Before their feet hit the ground, the Cleaners have identified their target and turned to attack mode, and the matter will end the moment the pieces of wood hit the ground.

Four pairs of eyes locked on Roland who was about to strike in mid-air.

-- Confirm the designation of heresy E17 and begin purging.

The four killing machines did not make a sound, nor did they exchange glances, and their highly synchronized thoughts came to conclusions at the same time.

4 wheels burst out.

Perfectly attacking at the same time, the ring blade built a cage that closed Roland's front and back, left and right, and the four cleaners swung the remaining warwheels to get closer, no matter which direction Roland moved, there were warwheels waiting for him. Even if he could shoot down one or two wheels with that repeating pistol, he would be flawed by his scrambling, and he wouldn't have time to chant the technique now.

Shh

Pieces of cloth flutter in the air.

The handcrafted coat bounced the warwheels away, and Roland continued to whip the Cleansers in the abdomen with his whip-wielding knack. Caught off guard, the humanoid Shura was all knocked away and hit the wall.

As soon as they landed, the Cleaners bounced up, grabbed the wheels that flew back like boomerangs, and surrounded Roland.

You can't give a magician a chance to chant a spell, it's common sense in battle, on the other hand-

"Big brother, blood ......!!"

A frightened figure of a child was heard beside him, and the wound on the lower back and abdomen that had been urgently treated came with sharp pain again. It's as if a soldering iron tears flesh apart. The burning bones are like sharp enough to make people faint.

Blood had seeped through the bandage and smeared on the surface of the underwear.

The moment the bomb detonated, because the sensing frame was synchronized with the mind. When you sense the killing intent coming from afar. Naturally, the barrier was activated. However, the hastily completed technique was not enough to completely neutralize the power of the explosion. A piece of wood pierced into the flank. After taking advantage of the chaos caused by the explosion, he immediately took care of it.

It should be said that it was very fortunate that the debris did not spread to the internal organs. It is also very smooth to take out, seal the wound with a "barrier", and then bandage it, and barely be able to move. But it is absolutely impossible to rely on this injured body to drag down the purges.

"Purge. ”

The four voices overlapped, and the octopus-like synchronized hands and feet came up.

Suppressing the pain, Roland pulled out the hilt of his sword, wielded the beam sword to split the war wheel, and from time to time picked up Xia Er to move and dodge, but under the continuous blood loss, he couldn't completely dodge after all, the two war wheels grazed his cheeks and shoulders respectively, and after a second or two late, blood beads slowly emerged along the incision.

The situation is really unfavorable.

If he fights alone, Roland can still handle it even if he is injured, but the synchronous cooperation of these four people makes up for the lack of single combat power, and the exact movements make Roland scramble, as if he is not fighting against four people, but challenging an octopus with a sword.

“...... I've heard that in addition to the heretical inquisitor, the church has another assassination unit, but not only the actions are the same, but even the face is the same, which is really uncomfortable to watch. ”

I don't know if it was blood loss or emotion, Roland's voice was slightly weak.

In addition to the wound on his abdomen, there were already small knife wounds all over his body, but despite the continuous blood loss, his expression did not wither.

He has roughly grasped the mysteries of the foursome.

As long as the action pattern is consistent, it is easy to defend once you get used to it. In order to overcome this weakness, the appearance, height, dress, weapons, and skills are all unified, and the enemy is confused by continuous attacks, so that the opponent will fall into the illusion that he cannot distinguish how many enemies he is fighting, and finally collapse due to exhaustion.

It's a bit cumbersome, but it's an effective tactic.

Waving the war wheel, the church's killing machines chanted loudly, and the encirclement was formed again.

"The land is defiled by its inhabitants. ”

"Because they have broken the law, and have broken the statutes, and have broken the everlasting covenant. (Isaiah 24:5)

The solemn voices of the purges echoed, solemnly reading the oracle, and as soon as the words turned, the expressionless faces spat out a happy tone.

"We will not break our oaths, we will not break our promises, because faith is one, and faith is the only perfect bond. ”

In their minds, there is no such thing as a "companion".

They are each other's doppelgangers, each other's hands and feet, so they can act with the same strength, skills, and thinking without special communication and discussion, just as ordinary people do not need to observe the movements of their hands and feet.

That's exactly what it is—the bond of perfection.

Charles, who hugged Roland tightly, couldn't help but have such feelings, and envy followed, not his own envy.

Never stop connecting.

No betrayal, no loneliness, no despair, no doubt...... Believing in each other is as much as believing in yourself, I'm afraid there is no more perfect form of bond in this world.

In a trance, Charles exhaled as he gasped and stared intently at the Purges.

“...... That kind of thing can be considered a bond!"

Every movement brought a tearing pain, and the bright red on his waist and abdomen was stained all the way to his trouser legs, and it stands to reason that he must even have the strength to speak. Roland, however, retorted loudly.

"Indeed, your cooperation has been very good, and until now, I have not been able to find the space to counterattack...... But can that be considered a bond?"

Charles shuddered, but Roland didn't speak to him. But looking at the bloody side face, Roland's refutation hit his heart.

"Don't be kidding! You just stop thinking because you are afraid of being hurt and betrayed, and you use your faith to deny it!"

As if roaring at the arrogance of the church, against Bell's toughness, at the gloom brought about by the unreasonableness of a qiē, the boy roared like a beast.

The faces of the Cleansers remained lifeless, but for a moment, Charles felt their movements stiffen.

Roland slammed the ground and pounced on the nearest cleaner. Fear the power of the beam sword. The Cleanser stepped back at full speed, but it was too late.

With a swipe, the warwheel was split in two, and the reddened metal block was thrown away in a panic. Just as he was about to pull out the new war wheel from his arms. A heavy kick in the abdomen. The Cleanser flew upside down. Ping Pong slammed into the wall, let out a wail, and then stopped. The remaining three stared at the young man's defenseless back, and the war wheel in his hand was about to be thrown at Roland.

It's a win.

They were so sure. An incredible word crept into their ears at this moment.

"I'm sorry. ”

With his back to the words, Roland slammed into the ground with Charles in his arms.

What-

The three battle wheels were all in the air, and before they had time to react to the sudden situation, the sound of the girl chanting a spell fell from the sky.

"Resound in the sky, gather the light of destruction, show your power here, come here!

Columnar thunder fell from the sky, and in the next moment, the thunder light shone on the cleaners who were dancing strangely.

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"That reptile girl, can't you be a little more restrained?"

Opening the thermos cup and taking a sip of hot cocoa, Nona sighed in the direction of the falling thunder.

Human eyes can only see faint black dots in the sky, and most of them will be judged to be birds, but Nona clearly sees Valrhona flying with special MDS wings, and Gloria's bear bully hanging underneath, which has been painted orange like a training machine to hide people's eyes and ears.

The thunderbolt announced that the battle had ended, not sooner or later, and it happened that her side had also finished cleaning up.

Not far from Nona, there were 3 clumps of iron compressed into a clump, a large amount of blood dripping from the cracks in the steel, and a twisted human hand protruding from the largest clump of iron.

All three killers have been killed, and the murder weapon is their armor.

They were wearing old-fashioned magical armor, which was the prototype basis for MDS. The basic idea of magic armor is to fix a magic circuit or magic circle in the armor, and then make the armor have some kind of magical effect, which is the basic idea of magic armor, and the Ferguson brothers wear magic armor with "floating" and "strengthening limbs", and the armor on Santiana is closer to a mixture of MA and MDS.

"Once you see through it, it's just a boring trick. You don't wear the armor on your body, but you 'control it from the inside', just like we drive a chariot, and use various techniques to coordinate the movement of the armor, so that you can do things that humans can't do, and you can also disturb the other person's feelings and attack them unprepared. Well...... It's a pretty creative idea, but it's still in the realm of magic, right?"

Taking a sip of cocoa, Nona whispered into the twisted human hand, judging from the small arm that the owner of the armor was about the same size as a child, and it was not difficult to hide in the chest and abdomen at such a height, and it was not difficult to use the technique to make the armor move, and even make the fist shoot like a rocket.

The Santiana and Ferguson brothers, who were able to control the technique and armor freely, died miserably, and they didn't even have a chance to fight back.

"Let the mana be arranged into loops, this is the technique, different circuits create different effects, in other words, as long as you start from the circuit node, you can also change the type of technique. ”

"Honkai" is a technique developed along this line, but Nona is not using Honkai.

"Reversal" -

This is Nona's original technique.

Intervene in the circuit nodes, but instead of destroying them, they tamper with Mana's flow patterns and turn against the caster.

Induce the force field shrouded in the outside of the armor to go out of control, so that the force field that should control the action of the armor operates inward, squeezing the musculoskeletal, crushing the internal organs, and finally squeezing the blood and bone marrow of the whole body like an orange in a juicer.

"It's a bit too much to do this, but you're already innocent, and who told you to bully Roland? ”

One last glance at the avant-back's art-like piece of iron, Nona sighed, launched the Humvee, and quietly drove away from the scene with the hypnotized Venia. (To be continued......)