The same word of liberation as Yamon, but what Ruzius liberates is the highest order of magnitude. The still-rich light elements around him have become his most powerful backing, allowing his power to recover much faster than Arecio. This holy spear that lives in his soul and relies on his own strength is born when it debuts. Appears to be particularly splendid.
The saint holding the gun hovered in the air, the tip of the gun pointed at the hunter on the ground. Yamon felt as if he was locked by a blazing sun. No matter where he fled, he couldn't avoid this intense flame. After judging the situation clearly, Yamon gritted his teeth, and he had to confront him head-on.
"[I will kill]!"
He activated the holy sword for the second time, and the wound on his shoulder that was bitten by the werewolf was still aching. And Yamon, who has been trained accordingly, also clearly knows that the hunters who are his enemies will definitely not let him go because of this. for the ultimate victory.
The more powerful, the more indifferent, this is the hunter of the temple.
The holy sword opened, and a strong wind pressure also erupted. Yamon injected all his strength in one breath, and he had to fight against the backwater. The excessive pressure caused his skin to crack, and blood flowed on the temple-style white cloak, and all over his face, he heard himself roaring, and he was fighting this rebellious hunter 10,000 years ago with all his strength. !
traitor! traitor! traitor! ! !
He was so embarrassed, and the saint in the sky was still neatly dressed and indifferent. Ruzius even freed up a hand to brush a little dust off his shoulders.
traitor! Fall to the traitor of the blood race! Obviously he was destined, but he fell to the blood clan!
traitor! ! !
"...Huh?" The saint in the sky made a puzzled monophonic voice, "What's your expression like?"
What does he look like? What expression could he have? See clearly! He is spit! He is hating!
"It's like it's going to burn, it's ugly, you've lost the dignity of a hunter."
Who is the loser? !
"It is estimated that you won't listen to what I say now." The saint said slowly, and then he showed an expression that was almost suddenly enlightened, but his eyes were filled with ice.
"By the way, I know you can listen to what you say now."
Shut up... Shut up! ! !
Yamon listened to the saint in the light speak slowly, and the voice fell from the air, completely tearing all his cover up.
"My destiny...isn't it great?"
Yamon let out a roar, he raised his bloodshot eyes, and swung the holy sword with those bloody arms. The sword light that contained all of his power rushed to the sky, and the abominable voice was still drooping down, all the way to his ears.
"I'm sorry, I forgot."
"You are too weak to have destiny."
The last sentence was settled, Luzius let go, the holy spear fell and collided with the sword light. At that moment, the dazzling light covered the sight of everyone in the field. Arecio raised his cloak to cover it. After a while, he loosened his cloak and looked in the direction of the neurosis. There was no one in the sky, he frowned slightly and stroked the head of Helgodon, who was rapidly learning and growing on the battlefield, as a notification that he teleported directly to that area.
He looked around, and there were strong elements of light everywhere, and the location of the neurosis seemed to be on the ground. He immediately retracted the bat wings and fell, and through the intense light, he saw the figure of the neurotic. The neuropathy was leaning over and speaking in the ear of the hunter who didn't know his name.
"Nerve... Ruzius!" Arecio called out, "Why did you make such a big noise?"
Hearing his voice, the neuropathy slowly got up and was about to say something when Arecio keenly noticed that the hunter who had fallen to the ground seemed to be moving. He moved in an instant, teleported directly to the neurotic's side, then grabbed the other party, and quickly opened the distance with space magic.
His judgment was very accurate, and in the next second, a violent explosion broke out near the hunter!
"cough cough..."
The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and Arecio let go of the neuropathy's hand and looked at the position just now, with some lingering fears. He originally thought he would see a bloody corpse, but there was nothing there. Ruzius walked over to check, and touched the faintly patterned places on the ground.
"The scroll is the same as Theo used at the time." He said, not much annoyed, "And this time, the other party did not leave a teleportation array, even I can't track it."
Arecio "tsk", the temple's endless means is really troublesome.
"But..." The neuropathy smiled lightly at him, "I don't think there is any need to worry, he was seriously injured, and I also destroyed his will."
Arecio blinked, true or false? Destroying the will is really powerful. Does the temple also have a psychology course? If so, why didn't the neuropathy cure itself first
Seeing that he didn't believe it, Luzius just smiled faintly, and then extended his hand to him.
"Come on, let's go to the battlefield over there."
Arecio looked at his hand, pondered for a moment, took the cat out of his arms and put it in his hand.
"… "
"I want to name him."
"… "
"Don't be unhappy, why are you unhappy again? I hugged the cat for you."
Ruzius took a deep breath, and sometimes, he was no better than Alessi.
"What are you going to name him?"
"[U]... how about it? The [U] of the letter."
"…Why is it called such a name?"
"Because I was lying in the pile of corpses before, that's the shape." Arecio also bent over, trying to imitate it. Ruzius hugged the cat and couldn't hold back, but still laughed.
"what ever."
"That's it!" Arecio was elated, and suddenly, he remembered a question.
"What did you say to the hunter just now? It was so exciting that he exploded."
"It's nothing special, maybe..." Ruzius thought for a while and wasn't sure. "Maybe he's mentally fragile? I beat him to tears just now."
"… "
Letters are ghosts! Not to mention pull down!
Arecio snatched the cat back and walked away angrily. Ruzius looked at his back and smiled for a while, then gradually restrained his smile.
His pupils showed an unusually cold sky color.
[No matter how jealous you are, that is my destiny.]
As he was talking just now, he bit the word "me".
[Just mine, nothing to do with you.]
*****
Yamon was transported back to the temple as a complete loser. He was tired on the carpet and found some chaotic pieces of porcelain around him, as if someone had vented their anger here, and he smelled something that didn't belong to him. bloody smell.
"You wasted a scroll." A voice said softly, the curtains suddenly opened, Theo leaned against the light in front of the window, the collar and cuffs were untied, obviously, the chaos here has a direct relationship with him .
Amon barely supported his body. He wanted to kneel on one knee to Theo, but he failed and could only lie on the ground.
"You performed so well at Nightmare's Farm. I thought I could promote you, so I entrusted you with such an important task, and what about the report you gave me?" Theo smiled slightly and spread his hands, "Almost all The annihilated Judgment Corps? The mines that fell into the hands of the military? And... this puddle of muddy honor?"
The hunter lying on the ground trembled slightly.
"After discovering that Arecio has left the military camp, why don't you go after him immediately? If you go after him, you'll just catch up with the time when he was at his weakest in the mine. Why... why not go?!"
Theo's voice suddenly rose, and the only remaining cup shattered beside the hunter. Theo took a deep breath to calm himself down.
"You want more merit, you want to be in a higher position, there's nothing wrong with that."
"But you broke my plan!"
The surroundings were silent for a while, and Theo seemed to have calmed down and calmed down again.
"If it wasn't for the good news I just sent, I'd kill you now, useless thing."
"Extremely... sorry..."
Yamon heard the door open, and several people walked in, accompanied by a few weak baby hums. He slowly raised his head and saw several researchers wearing lab coats coming to Theo's side. The one at the head couldn't hide his excitement and said:
"We brought the child to you."
He carefully handed the baby over, Theo smiled, he took the baby in his hand with rare kindness, hugged and coaxed, and the baby twitched softly.
"Has it been tested?"
"Yes! It is a heritable trait!" The leading researchers trembled with excitement, "How many years! We have spent countless days and nights on this research, and now we finally figure out the amount of dark power to inject. Healthy The mother gave birth to this healthy child again, and we will no longer need dark creatures from generation to generation!"
Theo laughed too, and he stroked the top of the crying child's head, not at all angry.
"Dark creatures can stay for a while, don't many people like to watch their live broadcasts? Just let them live, and live with more resources than now, I think about it... How about building a huge zoo in the location of the conservation center? "
The lead researchers immediately touted it.
"This is also considered to protect species diversity. Your mind is really amazing!"
Theo's mood was better, he returned the child to the researcher, and at the same time ordered:
"Not only the mother of human beings, but also the mother of light creatures. The goal of the temple is the liberation of all beings on the earth. We will adapt to this world full of light, and we are walking on the road to paradise."
Tears welled up in the researcher's eyes, and devoutly folded his hands on his chest.
"Praise my God... Praise my God... The true paradise will come in our generation..."
Theo smiled at him. Since waking up, he has adapted to the atmosphere of the entire temple as quickly as possible, and has once again held the power that Theo once held in his hands. This is not difficult for him, what's more, he has also obtained the favor of the gods, and the spiritual domain is too easy to use. It can be said that the entire temple is now revolving around him.
Theo didn't find it unacceptable for him to be the leader of the Temple, because he now had power, a power that was intoxicating, power that had never been diluted by Arecio... He was finally at the top of power again ! His camp is neither light nor darkness, his camp is only himself.
As long as all his own desires are satisfied.
Thinking of the experience of being seized by Arecio, Theo's smile faded. He carefully wiped the hand that had touched the baby, and told the researcher to back off. He glanced at the hunter who was still on the ground, walked over, and asked him to look up at him.
"This time, I will forgive you, but you have to promise that there will be no next time."
"I..." The hunter's voice trembled as he tried to respond, but Theo interrupted him.
"I don't need your answer." He smiled faintly, and the words he spit out were already tinged with [slanderous] purple, "From now on, you don't have to think about achievements other than Arecio, you want to Remember-"
"He is the only target you should pay attention to, the enemy you want to kill, the dream of your life..."
"You want to kill him, kill him unscrupulously!"
[Slander] took effect, Theo straightened up, stopped looking at the empty-eyed hunter on the ground, and signaled the researchers to drag him away.
"Cure him, all feasible transformations can be used on him," he ordered, and then smiled at what he had just done.
It's really interesting, he has such an ability, it can take many years to cultivate a hunter in the temple quickly.
The researcher dragged the hunter away, and the last black-haired researcher closed the door intimately, leaving Theo alone in the room. Theo came to the window again and looked at the roses blooming in the sun outside the window. There was a communicator that was originally used to communicate with Rutius on the windowsill. Now, Rutius showed a betrayal face, and Theo admitted that he had overturned twice in the same place.
He picked up the communicator and planned to destroy it directly.
[Ruzius: Alessi asked me to send you a message while swearing.]
Theoton stopped, staring at the screen, wondering what Arecio would say to him.
[Ruzius: He asked me to send—]
The communication paused, as if the other side was taking a deep breath, and then—
[Ruzius:,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,]
"… "
sick!