I Created The Salvation Organization

"The examiner?" John didn't let go of his plans, and still asked enthusiastically, "That's it, to become an official witcher, you have to go through the most severe tests, etc. I remember one of them. , is set to imitate the so-called 'love robbery' on the land of Kyushu, is it..."

Warren's emotions and expressions, which had been forcibly restored, suddenly became ugly.

"Well, that's what it is all about." Instead, Berkeley seemed to feel bored, took another puff of his pipe, and with the smoke he exhaled, said slowly in a voice full of unique charm, "Love has a certain meaning. It's a war, and the loser will even lose his will, and I, the powerhouse on this battlefield, besides the witcher, there are many other professions in the world who come to me Sharpen the disciples."

"Your reputation has reached an incredible level." Warren seemed to be relieved by Berkeley's change, but it was even more difficult to look away from her, and said in a low tone, "These hundreds of years In the meantime, I have heard your name more than once, the **** of love, Mrs. Berkeley, I heard that you can achieve your sexual goals perfectly... To a certain extent, you are just like those evil gods."

When it came to the end, he involuntarily became vigilant again.

Not even just him.

The rest of the people who were just silently watching, the breath at this time has gradually become solid.

I hadn't thought of this before.

However, they suddenly felt Berkeley's charm, which was indeed a bit strange. In the previous month's confrontation experiment, the indescribable power also possessed such characteristics. Even if they knew that there was an abyss that could not be returned, it was Still uncontrolled fall.

But Berkeley laughed lightly, the laughter gradually increased, and even the flower branches trembled, and the charm that bloomed in that moment, even a pervert like John couldn't help but breathe faster.

"It seems that you are not mature enough, little Warren." Berkeley seemed to have finally laughed enough, raised his slender fingers and gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, then shook his head, "That's why you suffer Trapped in the fifth rank, and unable to become a true legendary witcher, do you think I used some kind of magic to charm you up to this day?"

"Isn't it?" Warren narrowed his eyes slightly.

For Berkeley, in fact, within a certain circle, the reputation is very large.

There are countless rumors and speculations.

But the most unified of them is that she is the inheritor of a special inheritance.

Suspected to be from Kyushu, the main attack is spiritual charm.

"As I said, love is a war of the soul." Berkeley breathed out the smoke slowly, and his voice seemed to become misty with the smoke, "Since it is a war, strength and strategy are indispensable, and in this On the battlefield, the latter is more important, how much do you think I know about you before starting a war against you?"

"..." Warren said nothing.

For him, that experience was indeed extremely painful, and it is still fresh in his memory.

Even when the witcher gets the exclusive title, the elimination rate is the highest.

Many witchers who have endured both physical and mental torment have finally fallen on this link, and their hearts have also been broken.

"Birth, experience, character, these are not mentioned, but the most important thing is the defect." Berkeley's eyes became sharp, "I won't tell you more about your tragic childhood, but it The pain brought to you has become a defect in your heart and will. Do you still remember my last evaluation of you? The seemingly indestructible heart actually has an imperceptible switch. Press it, and it will shatter in an instant, this is what I do - but the existence of the evil **** does not care about defects or will, it will only completely distort your will with irresistible power."

This sentence made the other four present in a trance.

They recalled that feeling during last month's training session.

Have to admit, these words are true.

Berkeley's charm was approaching the limit of his spells, but even so, except for Warren, who once left a shadow, the rest of the people present were able to bear it. This was because of the lack of targeted "strategies", but the evil **** The power is different, it has exceeded the category of "skills", and it is completely forced to distort everything from their thinking and essence.

Warren and the others were also slightly relieved.

Ever since they knew about the existence of the Heretic God and the people of the Heretic God, their vigilance in this regard has actually reached the level of being a soldier.

A little carelessness can distort even the will, which is the biggest fear in this war.

"Speaking of which, you would actually join it." Warren once again put his eyes on Berkeley, just a little curious, "Do you also have any wishes that must be fulfilled? This is really hard to imagine."

"Is it hard to imagine?" Berkeley's flaming red lips curled slightly, "However, my wish has come true."

"What?" Warren was taken aback.

"It's okay to say it." Berkeley's eyes at the moment were a little blurry, as if covered with a layer of water mist. "I can't count how many 'war' victories I have won, and I don't know when it started. I, who regard love as a war and wantonly play with my heart, want to lose once..."

"Did you lose?" John, who was still curious, asked impatiently.

"I lost, and I lost fiercely." Berkeley shrugged.

"Hey, who is it? Wait—" John suddenly took a deep breath, "It can't be that man, right?"

Although he didn't say it outright, everyone here knew who he was referring to.

Even the other two people who had been silent for a while, couldn't help but look at them at this time.

For them, the emperor who bears the "only life" in this desperate reality is undoubtedly the most mysterious and powerful existence among all human beings - but even if they can hypnotize themselves and give hope to that man, but, However, he still couldn't stop questioning. In the face of an indescribably terrifying evil god, can that man really bring a ray of life to mankind?

This kind of psychology, this kind of unease, makes them a little eager to learn more.

However, Berkeley shook his head.

"If it was him, maybe I would also lose." Her voice was filled with fascination, and she said dully, "But I lost to his subordinates... .An alchemy doll called Wen Chi."

"Alchemy puppet?" It was John who exclaimed, "Is it the instructor? Your instructor? Wait, you even shot the instructor? Damn it, you must teach me this skill!"