The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

"Hamel, you **** son!" Hal, who was in Darwin's arms, was so angry that he could not speak. His son with an abnormal head simply existed to embarrass him.

"Character, it seems to be a bit strange..." Darwin gave his own evaluation as he looked at Hamel with his back to him, one hand up to the sky and a huge violin on the other, laughing.

"Hahahaha, this is to congratulate the old man on being put into your own bottle for the nineteenth time. Don’t you think this is one of the best news in this world? For the love and peace of this world, old man you should Stay in that bottle for the rest of your life! Praise the great Supreme God, and finally you don’t need to see your face that is uglier than a goblin for the time being." Hal’s son Hamel turned around and laughed. road.

Under the last gleam of the sun, Darwin finally saw Hamel's appearance clearly. Compared to his father, Hal, who always stayed in the dark research room, Hamel was obviously much stronger. . Tall body, toned muscles, and angular face. It would be a little weird if it weren't for dressing, he should even be regarded as a handsome man. If you only look at his appearance, it's hard to associate him with the ghastly Hal.

"You! You! You unfilial fellow!" Hal, who was ridiculed by his son, couldn't bear it. He was so angry that he even jumped out of Darwin's arms and flew in the air. However, with only one bottle of life left, he looked somewhat funny.

"How can you take me with only one bottle left? Old man, don't think I would be afraid of a bottle. Now there are no ghosts that you made." Facing the angry Hal, Hamel was kind of arrogant The incomparable attitude seems to increase unabated.

Soon, the sun fell completely below the horizon, and under the moonlight, Hamel, who stood alone on the peak, looked particularly eye-catching. It felt like he was looking down on the world alone.

Isn't this guy going to that kind of place deliberately for this kind of effect? Looking at Hamel standing on the peak, Darwin began to think that Hal's words might make some sense.

"In order to celebrate the dead old man you were locked in the bottle again, I will come to a personal performance. The beauty over there, come and listen to my passionate music!"

"Beauty?" Darwin looked around suspiciously. Apart from Hamel, who ran to the top of a peak that was hundreds of meters high and had no grass, could there be other people lurking around him? When did his perception ability become weak to this level?

"Listen well! This crazy voice, this voice from the depths of my soul! This is the voice of my Hamel, ahhhhh! Black-haired girl, you really make me impulsive! By the way, That's it, this passion! This flame!" The extremely excited Hamel tore off his black trench coat with one hand, revealing his naked upper body, and then began what he called playing.

Only for the first time, Darwin confirmed that he had mistaken what Hamel was holding at the beginning. It wouldn't be a violin, absolutely not! In this world, no violin can make that crazy sound. In his opinion, who had received a good priestly education, that kind of voice was simply a veritable devil's roar.

Different from the serious and sacred ensemble sound in the church, and also different from the elegant and smooth dance music in the noble ball, the sound from the musical instrument in Hamel's hand is completely crazy, bursting, just like when a powerful flame magic explodes. The madness that overflowed from there, the kind of unscrupulousness that seemed to destroy everything, was close to true madness, just like thunder and lightning raging in a storm.

Obviously, this kind of music is simply a torture to the ears for Darwin, who was used to hearing sacred hymns in the Supreme Church. However, the greater torture is yet to come.

After a storm of playing, Hamel took a deep breath and let out an earth-shattering roar:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! .

"Idiot idiots who pass by day by day don’t know what fear is and what power is! Look, it’s this, it’s this power! Kill all the power and die for me! Go die, why don’t you Don't be afraid if you know! This is death, and I am death..." A roar with no logic at all came out of Hamel's mouth. Is this a song? ? How can there be lyrics that are completely illogical on this continent. Generally speaking, the so-called singing is not about praising the gods or reciting the stories of those heroes. There is no such nonsense lyrics. There is no reason at all.

"Enough! Go!" For Darwin, who is used to listening to hymns, listening to this frantic music is simply a sin. Unbearable, he threw a few black **** of light, directly blowing up the top of the mountain where Hamel was.

"Huh?" Hamel, who was playing to the climax, was bombed off the top of the mountain without any precautions. Then he was buried tightly by the falling rocks on the top of the mountain, and he couldn't even see a shadow.

"That kid, you're going crazy again!" Hal, who didn't know when he hid in Darwin's arms, flew out, and shouted angrily.

"Hal, is this guy really your son?" It is impossible to kill a seventh-level strong with an attack of this level, so Darwin was not at all worried about the idiot who was buried in the boulder.

"Although I really don't want to admit it, I have done countless experiments and drawn countless blood from him, and the result is still the same. This guy with an abnormal head is indeed my son." There is only one bottle left for the body. Er seems to be very dissatisfied with this result.

"Forget it, anyway, all I need is his treasure. It doesn't matter what his character is. Hurry up and get the blood from the two Silver Wolf tribes and go to Sophia's King Capital to join the others. Right." Although there was a headache for this obviously abnormal Hamel, Darwin decided to continue according to the original plan.

"I think so too. If it wasn't for your plan to need his treasure, I would never call him over. In fact, I would have thought that his son didn't exist anymore." Hal walked around Darwin twice. Circle, replied affirmatively.

"Boom!" The huge boulder that buried Hamel exploded completely, and his **** figure appeared in front of Darwin again. At this distance, you can clearly see the instrument in his hand. It is indeed not a violin. Compared with the elegant curve of the violin, this instrument has very sharp edges and corners. Both the center and the end of the instrument are inlaid with a huge skull, full of It feels weird and unscrupulous.

"Hey! Why interrupt my wonderful performance, I haven't been so passionate in a long time. Music has no borders. Don't you like my passionate performance, lovely lady? It doesn't make sense, when you are with the orcs. , Those bear women warriors and lion women warriors all like it so much. This is the music that men should have, don’t you think so?” Although he fell from the top of a mountain that was hundreds of meters away, Hame You can't even see a wound on your body, and you can't even find a trace of injury on his naked upper body.

"The reason is simple. I didn't come to listen to your crazy music. Besides, I'm not a woman." Darwin snapped his fingers, and a huge black claw was placed on Hamel's left shoulder.

"Huh? Isn't this the worm you are studying recently, the old man? It's done?" Although he could feel the huge pressure on his shoulders, Hamel didn't seem to be a little disturbed, and he didn't even move.

"No, Hal hasn't finished yet. I hatched these cute little guys. Don't underestimate them. Any one of them has the power to easily tear the body of a seventh-level strong. I I advise you not to provoke..." Before Darwin was finished, he saw the scene that made him stunned-Hamel actually took the initiative to shoot the giant black claw that even he thought was a little dangerous. I complained to myself:

"Hi! Brother, what do you think of the song I just had? It's passionate enough! It's my favorite song, but unfortunately your master doesn't like it... Sure enough, women need some more to understand this kind of soul-derived music. Time! Do they listen to those soft aristocratic music too much? I really don’t understand what is good about that kind of music. It has no power at all. It can’t be compared to the cry of my soul."

"Roar!" Darwin couldn't believe that he should only listen to the Killing Alien ordered by him. He actually let go of the giant claw pressing on Hamel's shoulder, as if he really agreed with his opinion.

"Sure enough, you can understand it! Brother, this kind of passionate feeling, this is the music that men should listen to! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! The instrument is ready to start a new round of passionate performance.

"Enough, Hamel! I am looking for you for important things, and I don't have time to listen to your performance."

"No way, your lovely master doesn't seem to be used to the music from the soul. Brother, come and listen to my performance later..."