What should I do if my girls are all Chaos Witches?

If, that thing can be considered a mouse...

The body is hunched, but the height is still close to three meters, covered with gray-black long hair, standing up like steel needles, with a slender head, with three pairs of round scarlet eyes, although there are no ears on the head, But you can see the moth-eaten earholes, and the mouth has been torn under the earholes, exposing blood-red gums and sharp teeth of different lengths embedded in the gums, especially The two extraordinarily huge incisors couldn't be closed in the mouth because of their too long size, so they had to be exposed outside the mouth, with a hint of burnt yellow color, dangerous and sharp like a razor, behind the long and narrow head, there seemed to be no There is no obvious neck, the monster's head is roughly connected with the body that is so dry that its ribs are exposed, and on both sides of the towering shoulder blades are slender and dry arms, which look like bamboo poles at first glance , but under the elbow, the forearm is indeed getting thicker and thicker, connected to the pair of ferocious and deformed giant claws, and hangs down to the ground. Under the body, there is a slender waist, so slender that it seems to have no internal organs , there is only a layer of skin covering the slender lumbar spine, and under the lumbar spine is the lower body of the monster, two curled legs with anti-joints, although slender but full of muscles, and the bare blood-red long The tail is also very explosive.

The black magic circle turned into black mist, drifting away from the air little by little, leaving only the strange monster that looked like a mouse but was not a mouse, lowered its head, looked at Li Yexing, and reflected in the six scarlet eyes. Looking at Li Yexing's figure, after a while, the monster opened its mouth slightly, spit out a black mist with a breath of death, and made a strange sound. The sound was like being squeezed out of the throat by a female ghost with a broken neck. Same.

Raising his head, Li Yexing's eyes gradually brightened as he stared at the extremely vicious monster in front of him just by looking at it.

Is this the mouse messenger Moskaven summoned by Parakris after she regained her true strength?It is indeed a monster that can embarrass human warlocks!The sense of security has skyrocketed exponentially!

At this moment, after witnessing the ferocious mouse monster in front of him, Li Yexing finally recognized Parakris's genius idea that day. He turned his head, wanting to ask the person who has wreaked havoc in Europe for centuries in the name of the great demon Beelzebub. The Great Witch of Chaos paid her respects, but unexpectedly, Parakris stood there with her mouth slightly open, staring blankly at the familiar she had summoned by herself, her purple eyes were dull.

Cherry lips trembled slightly, and her brows twitched slightly. After a while, facing her familiar, Paracles finally spoke...

"What is this?!"

The expression instantly became hysterical, and under Li Yexing's subtle gaze, Parakris hurriedly said to the ferocious mouse monster: "No! No! This ugly monster is not my Skaven! My Skaven What?! Was it eaten by you! Damn it! Quickly return that little, cute Skaven to this seat!"

Facing his hysterical summoner, the mouse monster tilted his head slightly, and he didn't know whether he was expressing his incomprehension of his master's words, or his helplessness towards his master's mental retardation.

"Beelzebub..." Li Yexing said in a deep voice, "This is very good, it looks very strong."

"Of course it's strong! This guy's magic power doesn't look like a familiar?! It's clearly a monster in myths and legends, right?! Let alone a human warlock, I'm afraid even a low-level witch can't deal with this guy?! Misty water was about to come out of her cyanotic eyes, and she was about to cry at any time. Paracles shook her head and said with a broken face, "But, this is not my Skaven! It's not my Skaven." Little, lovely Skaven!"

Chapter-68. Personality gap

In the end, Paracles accepted the fact that her familiar has changed from a cute little mouse to a big monster, because there is nothing she can do if she doesn’t accept it. Although the appearance has changed, the connection from the soul still exists, even the information The sharing is also the same as before. There is no doubt that the monster in front of her, which has become oversized because of eating something, is her familiar, Skaven.

"Then...Skaven...stay here and protect the mortals..." One hand held the huge bone scythe, and the other hand stroked his forehead, letting his fingertips pass through the silver hair on his forehead , Paracles said helplessly: "Now, I am going to deal with that angel."

Glancing at the mighty mouse monster beside him, Li Yexing turned his head and silently gave Paracles a thumbs up.

Seeing that Li Yexing seemed to be hideous and ugly to this head, but the new version of Skaven, which was made by Xiaoer Yexi, was particularly fond of it, Paracles opened her mouth slightly and wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into a helpless sigh and turned around. Looking at the almost razed mound not far away, two beams of black flames suddenly spewed out from the girl's back, like wings.

"Mortal, wait for me obediently, don't run around, don't be brave!" After frowning slightly like an old lady and telling Li Yexing, the wings transformed from black flames trembled slightly, holding a huge bone The silver-haired girl with the scythe rose into the air, and with a strong airflow that blew away the raindrops, she went straight to the layers of green trees outside the road, leaving only Li Yexing and Skaven standing on the broken road .

Although the sky was still gloomy, the rain seemed to be getting smaller. Li Yexing raised his hand, wiped the blood on his face, turned his head silently, and looked at Skaven standing beside him. On the other side, The slender and tall deformed mouse monster also lowered its head, staring straight at Li Yexing with those three pairs of scarlet eyes.

He still had that dead face, but there was a hint of excitement in his black eyes. Li Yexing nodded in satisfaction as he stared at the monster in front of him who looked like he could kill at first glance.

............................

It is not difficult for Paracles to find Azir who was beaten by herself. After flying a few hundred meters, she saw the golden holy light faintly shining through the forest. On the mound, Ah Zill knelt under the tree, raised her head, frowned and folded her hands in front of her chest, and the holy light constantly overflowing from her body was constantly filling up her spiritual armor. cracks.

As if sensing the gaze from Paracles, Azir stood up before completely repairing the spiritual attire, raised his head, and looked at the black Lolita floating in the air through the gap between the leaves. Then, the corner of her mouth suddenly opened a ferocious and crazy arc, turning her resistance to reality, fear and unwillingness to Beelzebub, and the humiliation of being almost smashed into pieces by a punch into anger, and raised her hand Gritting his teeth, Azir yelled with a voice that trembled with anger, "Chaos-miscellaneous-broken!"

"What a gaffe, Azir..." Looking down at Azir who was standing in the forest, furious, Paracles curled the corners of her mouth slightly, showing a malicious smile, facing the burning Looking at her, she said softly: "Thinking about it, it's really strange. You, who obviously only waved the flag behind Gabriel to cheer, why did you dare to show your saliva-stained canine teeth to me? It's because I finally remembered your mad dog. essence?"

As she said that, Paracles narrowed her cyanotic pupils slightly, and slightly raised the corners of her mouth and said, "In other words, it was the bad breath from when you beat me up just now, which made you feel that you can compete with me." What about the illusion?"

"Don't-see-bu-!" Accompanied by the roar full of lungs and lungs, a large piece of soil exploded on the mound full of trees in an instant, holding the golden rune long sword in one hand, Azir bit Fang, flapping the six pairs of wings, came straight to Paracles, and on the other side, facing the furious Azir and the long sword in her hand that was shining with holy light and piercing towards her, Paracles just waved the scythe in her hand lightly, and in the next second, accompanied by a gust of wind that scattered the rain and the sound of metal and iron colliding, she lightly swung away Azir's fierce attack.

The body subconsciously leaned back, almost lost its balance, and the hand holding the long sword was numb from the shock. When the astonishment flashed past the golden eyes burning with holy light, it was replaced by more vigorous madness and excitement. Furious, he regained his posture in an instant. Azir roared and swung the long sword in his hand, and slashed at Parakris' forehead. Facing this heavy blow, Parakris swung the sword with one hand. The scythe danced a black full moon, parrying it with a sneer.

In an instant, the sound of weapons colliding into one another, the golden rune longsword and the gray-black bone scythe were danced imperceptibly at a speed that the naked eye could not capture, leaving only the confronting angel With the witch, and the golden and black intertwined afterimages in front of them, the sound of impacts and explosions continued to come out from the two-color afterimages, with terrifying air currents, turning into strong winds under the rain to create crazily There are pieces of spherical vacuum.

"Impossible! Impossible, impossible, impossible, impossible!" As her violent attack was easily broken by Paracles with the scythe in her hand, Azir's expression became more and more anxious and crazy. With the sword in his hand, he tried to break through the airtight defense, while roaring: "Why?! Why?! How is it possible?! You chaotic bastard! Cursed monster! How can you find the contractor? !"

"Why don't you ask your lord?" The eyebrows were slightly raised, and the cyanotic eyes were full of mockery, while Paracles was defending against the violent slash from Azir, which was only visible to the naked eye. While mockingly asked: "Isn't he omniscient?"

"What qualifications do chaotic bastards have to comment on my lord?!" Azir was about to be drained of his reason by the anger in his heart, and Azir suddenly raised the long sword in his hand, and slashed at Paracles with all his strength. Passed over, but unexpectedly, Paracles just turned slightly sideways, let the sword wind pass by, cut the rain curtain, and blew the trees on the mound under her feet, and then, taking advantage of Azir's lack of time In the whole posture, she violently swung the scythe in her hand, and stabbed Azir's forehead with the blade down. Azir, who had no time to dodge, had to raise the sword in his hand, barely able to withstand the heavy blow. hit.

The six pairs of wings fluttered suddenly, shaking off pieces of feathers shining with holy light. Relying on the strength of the wings, Azir barely parried a blow from Paracles, but even so, facing the self on the wrist When the huge pressure from the long sword came, she still could only hold on.

Tilting her head slightly, her eyes were full of contempt, looking down at Azir whose figure was getting lower and lower with her scythe, Parakris seemed to remember something interesting, and lightly raised the corner of her mouth to say Azir said: "Oh, by the way, Azir, speaking of the contractor, I suddenly remembered that your contractor seems to have left you and escaped."

"What..." Azir was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized that Beelzebub flew over from her contractor just now, and according to Beelzebub's bad character, in the face of Before her, the other party will definitely kill her contractor first!But now, she can still use her full strength to fight, that is to say, her contractor is alive and well!

Chapter-69. Angel Dirge

The black skull scythe was burning with star-point black flames, squeezing the golden rune sword that exuded holy light, and sparks exploded in the ear-piercing sound of friction, holding the hilt with one hand, and pushing the blade with the other, Ah Zill gritted her teeth, desperately resisting the heavy pressure from Paracles, at the same time, she had to be distracted to pay attention to her contractor.

Through the darkness, observing the soul fire of Father Paquelia, just like before, Father Paquelia's soul fire exudes golden holy light and burns violently, which is enough to prove that, at least for now, Paclea Father Ya was not surprised.

no... no...

Feeling the soul from Father Paquelia in the air, Azir suddenly changed his face.

Indeed, whether it is a witch or an angel who is unwilling to be classified as a witch, they can feel the soul of the contractor through their own soul, and this perception ability is not limited by distance at all. This is not a special skill , but part of the witch's instinct. In the witch's perception, the soul of the contractor is like a ball of flame. The stronger the flame, the more stable and healthy the contractor's state is. On the contrary, the weaker the flame, the more the contractor is The situation is more critical.

Now, in Azir's perception, the fire of Father Paquelia's soul is burning blazingly, but this flame... seems to be a little too exuberant!If the normal fire of the soul is like the flame under the stove that can be used for cooking, then at this moment, the fire of the soul of Father Paquelia is like adding too much fuel and causing it to burn. The flame of the stove is going to set the whole house on fire!

This is not normal!Paqueria is in trouble!

The pupils suddenly narrowed, and Azir suddenly remembered that Paklia's state had been very strange since Beelzebub made the contract with that mortal just now!Although she looked bruised all over her body, she was smiling so ripplingly. It was just because she was obsessed with ravaging Beelzebub and Father Paquelia's soul fire was burning very vigorously, so she ignored this abnormality!

Instantly realizing the seriousness of the problem, the strength in Azir's hand froze slightly, and in the next second, a cruel smile suddenly appeared on Paracles's face, she suddenly raised the scythe in her hand, and It hit Azir's long rune sword fiercely once, and with a loud "clang", Azir fell from the air like a cannonball, tearing the air and smashing hard on the mound. Amidst a dull loud noise, the land moved like water waves, and the trees surrounding Azir fell to the surroundings in an instant. Azir, who was smashed into the deep pit, had not had time to get up, and saw the Paracles in the middle pouted the corner of her mouth and raised her jade hand towards her. Between the soft and white palms, a ball of black fire was wrapping the terrifying magic power and condensed little by little.

"Heh, you dared to be distracted when facing this seat. It seems that you have really forgotten how you were dealt with by this seat back then..." Holding the scythe in one hand, the palm of the other hand is facing upwards, between the five fingers Condensed with terrifying black magic power, Paracles sneered lightly with the corners of her mouth raised: "But, it's okay, Azir, I'll help you recall right away!"

As the voice fell, from between the palms of Paracles, the condensed black magic power suddenly spewed out, turning into black light bullets the size of basketballs in the air, heading towards the mound pit at a terrifying speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye. Azir slammed over, and Azir's pupils shrank instantly when he saw this, and he jumped up from the pit in a posture that completely didn't match the angel, waving his wings and quickly passed through the woods, as if he wanted to Hide yourself by those trees.

Right now, the situation and whereabouts of the contractor, Father Paquelia, is unknown, and Beelzebub in front of him, after the contract is successful, has turned into a terrifying monster that even an archangel can hardly defeat one-on-one. In the face of this chaotic situation, Azir, who has always been respected and admired, has a good fighting power even among the angels. At this moment, she finally recalled that she was killed by Beelzebub a hundred years ago The fear of domination!

Quickly shuttled among the trees, avoiding a black magic light bullet, watching the trees hit by the light bullet rot and fester in an instant, turning into black soil all over the ground, Azir's face finally A fearful expression reappeared, and suddenly, one couldn't dodge in time, and a light bullet hit the wings on Azir's back fiercely. Azir, who was flying at extreme speed, lost his balance in an instant, screamed and hit the ground, laying on the dirt. Rolling over and over again, he barely stopped until he knocked down more than a dozen trees in a row.

Lying on the ground, grasping the soil under her body with both hands, tears finally flowed from Azir's golden eyes. Behind her, the black stained on the white wings was slowly spreading, holy The feathers began to shrivel and fall off, and the wings twitched uncontrollably due to the pain from the soul. With the magic power of chaos permeating into the body, it collided fiercely with the holy light, and the golden liquid magic power mixed with black began to twitch. Blood gushes continuously from the polluted wings, dissipating into tiny light spots in the air.

"Help...help me..." Wings twitched, drooling at the corners of her mouth, Azir rolled her golden bloodshot eyes while crawling, stretched her hand forward, her five fingers trembling slightly, she mouthed Panting heavily, his voice was hoarse: "Paklia...help me...help me...Paklia..."

Suddenly, the small black round-toed leather shoes stepped on the black wound of the white wing, and crushed it hard, causing Azir to tremble and let out a heart-piercing scream, and beside her, The eyes of Paracles, who fell from the sky, were full of cold smiles. Looking at Azir who was lying on the ground screaming, the girl with silver hair and purple pupils rubbed the wound on Paracles's wings with her feet, Pretending to be pitiful, he asked softly: "Oh, cute little Azir, the wings you are so proud of have become like this, it must be hurting badly?"

Crying, screaming, hammering the ground with both fists, the anxiety caused by not being able to find his contractor and the severe pain caused by the hedging of the magic power in his wings converged into Azir's despair, while on the other side Seeing that Azir was only crying, Parakris pointed the scythe at the injured wing on Azir's back and said softly: "It's okay, little Azir, the pain will be gone soon, my help You cut off the broken wing."

"No! Don't! My wings! Don't..." As soon as Paracles said that he wanted to cut off his wings, Azir immediately let out a desperate cry, but before she could finish speaking, accompanied by With a tearing sound and golden light spraying out, the words that reached his mouth immediately turned into heart-piercing howls.

Seeing the white and flawless wings trembling and turning into golden light spots in the air, Paracles, who was stepping on Azir's wound, covered the corner of her mouth lightly, pretending to be surprised: "Oh, I accidentally cut it wrong, But it doesn't matter, I won't find it troublesome, I can make an exception and help my cute little Azir cut it again..."

For a while, as the wings were cut off one by one, the heart-piercing screams resounded through the entire forest, and the echoing screams gradually disappeared until there were no more raindrops in the sky. , Azir's eyes were blank, his face was stained with tears, exposing the six golden wounds on his back that shone slightly with holy light, he lay motionless, beside her, he took off all the wings of her body. Paracles let out a long sigh of relief, as if she had accomplished some great feat.

"Well, I stopped crying and screaming. It seems that this time it doesn't hurt anymore. Isn't my treatment quite successful?" The corners of the mouth curled into evil arcs, and the purple eyes were full of malice. Lachris paced back and forth, and said to Azir with a sneer: "Forget it, I'm almost tired of playing, feel free to resent, this is the result of your belief in your God, if you really You can go to heaven, you might as well complain to that God or something... If that God or something really exists..."

After all, Paracles raised the scythe in her hand, aimed at Azir's neck and slashed down. However, just as the blade of the scythe touched Azir's neck, it was about to When Azir's head was cut off, suddenly, as if she had sensed something, Parakris froze, turned her head suddenly, and looked to the other side of the forest...

That was the direction Li Yexing was in!

Frowning slightly, the fingers holding the scythe slowly tightened, maintaining the posture of placing the scythe on Azir's neck, Paracles turned her head slowly, and saw not far from her, A tall girl slowly came out from the woods.

He has short fiery red hair with some natural curls at the end. Under the red hair, there is a healthy and bronze-colored cheek with a hearty smile. Under the neck, the collarbone is exposed. A white T-shirt with a cartoon monkey head on it wraps the sizable chest, and the corners of the shirt are knotted, exposing the abdominal muscles, and then down, there are widened version of the light blue jeans and the full body White hiking boots for wet soil.

There is no doubt that the comer is a witch!

"Hey, stop this benefactor, you've already taught her so badly, what's more, the official said, this guy can't die, we have to rely on her and her contractors to beat the church What about the bars..." Putting a long ornately carved stick behind both shoulders with both hands, and holding a piece of dogtail grass in her mouth, the girl stopped and leaned against the tree beside her, looking at her with a cloudy expression. The uncertain Parakris chuckled and said: "Besides...you don't want the contractor you finally waited for to end up in trouble because of your waywardness, Zhenmensi and related departments? From Western The great demon—Miss Beelzebub."

Chapter-70. The dust settles

Helicopters roared overhead, black cars and vans crowded on the fragmented road, soldiers in pure black combat uniforms were holding Type 95 automatic rifles, black helmets on their heads, and black masks on their faces. In addition to the bulletproof vests on their bodies, it can be said that they are fully armed. Although they did not raise the weapons in their hands, the eyes exposed outside the masks were staring at the man surrounded by vehicles and the man standing beside him. The terrifying monster that was holding it.

Sitting on the ground with his legs spread out and his arms resting on his knees, if he was surrounded by so many armed men in his previous life, even if Li Yexing didn't fight back, he would never let his body relax like this, but now , as if resigned to his fate, he lowered his head slightly, leaning on Skaven's prickly thigh, ignoring the soldiers in black and the staff running back and forth between the vehicles and talking on the phone, his face Although he still had that dead face on his face, there was a touch of lingering fatigue in those black eyes.

"Mr. Li, don't be nervous, Mr. Li, we are here to rescue you and arrest those church members who broke the rules..." Fog, Skaven, who seemed to be about to eat people in the next second, didn't care. Yu Shancheng, who was wearing a gray sportswear, had a simple and honest smile on his face, and leaned forward slightly to hold an umbrella for Li Yexing.

Looking aside, the puddles on the road no longer fluctuate, which means that the rain has stopped, but Yu Shancheng seems to insist on holding an umbrella for Li Yexing. After a while, Li Yexing raised his head and looked at the open black sky in front of him. In the van, I saw that in the compartment, Father Paquelia, who had just fought to death with Li Yexing, was firmly tied up on a stretcher by restraint belts, and a man in a black monk's uniform, with a figure that was so bumpy that it was almost The blond nun who was about to explode was sitting beside Father Paquelia, holding the cross in one hand, and covering Father Paquelia's forehead with the other hand, a faint golden glow was still radiating from the palm holy light.

Outside the black van where Father Paquelia was treated, Jiang Xueyang and Qin Yuluo, who had met once before, stood by the van, one on the left and the other on the right. Also leaning against the door of the carriage, on the surface it seemed that he was not motivated, but his eyes never left Li Yexing's servant, Skaven, from the beginning to the end.

Vaguely, Li Yexing seemed to understand something. Although he couldn't figure out the details, there was no doubt that this incident was far from being as simple as it seemed on the surface, so he raised his head and looked at the umbrella holding himself. Yu Shancheng, with a faint shadow in his eyes.

"Oh, Mr. Li, don't look at me like that, as if I've done something wrong. As soon as we found out that those people from the church had escaped, we mobilized people to come here right away. ..." Smiling and scratching his head at Li Yexing, the smile on Yu Shancheng's face became more honest, he turned his head, and glanced at Sister Klass in the carriage who was using divine magic to help Father Paquelia heal, and he whispered to Li Yexing. Ye Xingdao: "That's it... It's indeed a mistake in our work. The young people in our department are indeed staring at the two churches, but I didn't expect that the nun's contract witch has a bit evil ability. We It's also careless, so don't make any strange misunderstandings."

After taking a deep look at Yu Shancheng, Li Yexing turned his head away, with a hint of disgust appearing in his brows and eyes.

"Oh, it seems that you still have a grudge against our department. This is not okay. Considering the future situation, we should have a lot of dealings with each other. After all, we still have some issues about you that we have not resolved. This can wait Let's talk later, but now..." Seeing that Li Yexing didn't want to pay attention to him, the middle-aged old servant Yu Shancheng was about to say a few more words, when suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and he turned his head subconsciously, only A young man shook his head at him.

"Group Leader Yu..." the young man asked softly, "May I have a private chat with Mr. Li?"

"This, Xiao Chen, I didn't say it, you saw it too, now Mr. Li has just been attacked by people from the church, and his mental and physical conditions don't seem to be particularly good. If possible, we won't... ..." There was a flash of vigilance in his eyes, and his brows were stretched again before they were wrinkled. Yu Shancheng was about to refuse, but the young man said softly: "It's not on behalf of Zhenmensi, but on behalf of myself. I hope to have a few words with Mr. Li."

"Then... that's fine..." Looking at the young man for a few seconds, Yu Shancheng nodded with a smile, and before turning around to leave, he still smiled and said: "Just talk a little less, Mr. Li is not in good condition."

"Well..." After understanding the faint warning in Yu Shancheng's words, the young man smiled knowingly, then turned around, seeing that Li Yexing still tilted his head, as if he didn't want to communicate with others, the young man didn't In a hurry to talk to Li Yexing, he raised his head and looked at the emissary Moskaven who was leaning on Li Yexing. After a while, as if he was feeling something, he said softly: "What a beautiful emissary!" Demon, strong, strong, and full of aura in the eyes."

Hearing that the young man praised his favorite Skaven, Li Yexing turned his head and silently looked at the young man in front of him, only to see that the man looked to be around 20 years old, with extremely short hair. He has black hair with red lips and white teeth, like a white-faced scholar, but he is not as masculine as Jiang Xueyang. He is wearing a light blue denim suit on his upper body, and a white T-shirt is faintly visible through the collar. He is wearing gray trousers. If you don't look at the purple-red Buddhist beads tied on the wrist, this outfit is quite simple. With that smiling face and unhurried and gentle speaking tone, Li Yexing couldn't help but think of a rather ancient and mysterious profession - monk.

"Hello, Mr. Li..." On the other side, seeing Li Yexing looking over, the young man squatted down with a smile, looked at Li Yexing at the same level, and met Li Yexing's gloomy eyes like a dead man, he smiled lightly Stretching out his hand to Li Yexing, he said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Chen Yuhan. I am different from Mr. Yu who serves the people. I am from the Zhenmagic Division."

Town Magic Division?

Hearing this new and unfamiliar term, Li Yexing slightly raised his eyebrows. He lowered his head, glanced at Chen Yuhan's delicate and tender hand, and then reached out to shake it.

"It seems that you don't know much about our Zhenmensi, and I am willing to explain it to you. After all, the people of Zhenmusi are also quite curious about you, but right now, there are more important things to confirm. ..." On the other side, he noticed the fleeting doubt in Li Yexing's eyes, put away the mysterious smile on his face, and asked Li Yexing in a serious voice: "Mr. Li, You... successfully contracted the Chaos Witch who rejects all living beings, right?"

It was impossible to hide this matter anyway, so Li Yexing nodded indifferently.

"Take the boat to the extreme east, but was driven to the heaven by the monks of the church. I wanted to hide in a deserted place, but I fell halfway because of the lack of magic power. I thought the road ahead was at the end of the mountain, but unexpectedly I met my destined person..." His eyes became more and more deep, but there was a detachment without a trace of emotion, like an endless blue hole, Chen Yuhan slightly closed his eyes, and whispered softly : "Fate... is beyond words."

Chapter-71. The land of demon town

fate?

The witch who failed to make a contract with others for 700 years met the only person in this world who was willing to bet her life for her by accident. Li Yexing didn't think that the "fate" in his understanding and the "fate" in Chen Yuhan's mouth were the same thing, but because of Chen Yuhan's words that sounded a bit god-like, Li Yexing felt more and more that the opposite person was a monk.

"Sorry, I was talking to myself..." Sensing that Li Yexing was still staring at him, Chen Yuhan was a little distracted with a trace of apology on his face, with a warm and jade-like smile on the corner of his mouth, he said softly Li Yexing said: "Right now, compared to my insignificant perceptions, it is obvious that things on your side are more important. According to common sense, I should help you understand your current situation, but to me, this is like starting from the ground. Gao Ge, I don't know where to bring it up, so if Mr. Li has any questions, please ask me, and I will answer your questions one by one."

Any questions?

Looking at Chen Yuhan's eyes that were as clear and indifferent as lake water, Li Yexing wriggled his lips and asked in a deep voice, "Witch, what exactly is it?"

"Mr. Li, although I expected you to ask this question, I have to say that you really asked a very embarrassing question..." Chen Yuhan shook his head with an embarrassing but calm smile on his face. Shaking his head, he said softly to Li Yexing: "I'm ashamed, actually, I...or we, we don't know about it."

Hearing Chen Yuhan's answer, Li Yexing slightly raised his eyebrows.

"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Li, it's not that I don't want to answer you, but that I really don't know. The question you asked is a question that all similar organizations around the world are discussing..." Li Yexing felt that he was being fooled Yes, Chen Yuhan explained patiently with that unhurried emphasis: "The so-called witch refers to the existence that can use magic power at will. Because all the historical records so far are all women, they are collectively called witches in the Western world. As for We called them ghosts and demons in the early years. They are hidden in our human history, myths, and even ghost stories and local legends. The Church of the Holy Cross believes that witches have taken power away from God. Walker, the witch who is advertised as chaos is a blasphemer who has obtained power from the devil, and the angel is the messenger of God who has given power by God himself. Reiki is the creation of all things, it cannot be understood, nor can it be avoided, but now, with the advancement of science and technology, we Zhenmusi are more willing to accept a more modern statement, that is... I don’t know.”

Seeing that Li Yexing's expression was still a bit inexplicable, Chen Yuhan continued to explain patiently: "This is something that can't be helped, although countries including ours have established special official organizations that specifically target ghosts, demons... that is, witches, But for the exploration of the origin of the witch, the forces of all parties have no clue. After all, the origin of the witch can be described as strange. Even appearing out of thin air with vague memories and obsessions, as if to respond to the expectations of some collective will, except that they are all using magic power and need to rely on contracts with others to achieve complete liberation of power, regardless of the nature of the magic power There is a huge difference in the situation presented by magic power, for example..."

Turning slightly sideways, he looked at Qin Yuluo who was guarding the black van, and when Li Yexing followed suit, Chen Yuhan explained softly: "That witch, she came here from another world, and she is entangled with a saint He is a real savior, even if he is placed in the town of magic, his strength is enough to be called the top..."

As he said that, a slight smile appeared on Chen Yuhan's face, and he continued softly: "And I, like you, am also a contractor, and my contract witch comes from this land and is widely sung However, unlike some witches born out of myths and legends, my contract witch is the person who created the myths and is the prototype of myths and legends."

After listening to Chen Yuhan talk for a long time, Li Yexing finally understood a little bit, but for some reason, after gaining a certain understanding of witches, Li Yexing's impression of witches changed from mysterious and beautiful girls to a big black girl. A pile of messy things, such words as Moses opened the sea, Ragnarok, Nuwa repaired the sky, and ashes spread fire, etc. words were crackling in his mind. In order to dispel those weird thoughts that kept popping up, he mumbled his lips in a deep voice He asked Chen Yuhan, "Then... Zhenmagic?"

"The Zhenmagic Division is the organization I belong to. Now, it can be regarded as a non-government organization with a long history..." Chen Yuhan explained to Li Yexing with a smile: "More than 3000 years ago, Kyushu was full of gods and demons. The common people in the world suffered greatly from it. In order to protect the people's society and frighten the world of Kyushu, the Taigong hoped to set up the Zhenmai Division to subdue gods, ghosts and demons. , This situation continued until more than 1000 years ago, when the five big families gradually took control of the power of Zhenmagus, Zhenmagic was born gradually, and gradually became commonplace as a powerful family, until 1000 years ago. Something went wrong..."

His tone stopped slightly, and then he shook his head with a smile. Chen Yuhan smiled lightly and said, "Forget it, I'm afraid Mr. Li won't listen to it if you talk too much. The four families are divided into four places in the celestial dynasty, and most of them operate their own businesses at ordinary times. In addition to receiving regular inspections, they will also actively respond to the country's policies and calls. continue to protect the vast land of Kyushu from the hands of gods, ghosts and demons."

Good guy, so great and upright?Those who know this is a secret organization of the Celestial Dynasty with a deep foundation. Those who don’t know think it’s some kind of folk patriotic organization. If your town magic division is really like what you said, then you should make it clear. It’s more than 1000 years What did you do before?Why are there only four of the five Zhenmusi families left?

Of course, Li Yexing just thought about it and didn't want to ask. After all, he didn't have any special interest in digging up the scandals of other people's families. After getting a preliminary understanding of the so-called Zhenmagic Division, he continued to ask: " The last question, what is Yu Shancheng's institution?"

"The organization where the team leader works, I can't say too much about it. If I say too much, it's presumptuous. It's better for you to ask him yourself..." Smiling at Li Yexing, Chen Yuhan felt a little cold Pointing: "I believe that Team Leader Yu will be very happy to answer your questions."

He will be happy to answer for me?No, forget it, I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, but I'm afraid of thieves thinking about it, I can't stand that old fox.

Breathing out lightly, Li Yexing felt that he was gradually understanding the essence of this world. It was obvious that he had traveled to a rather extraordinary place. On the surface, the sun was shining and the humanities were flourishing, but in fact, under this human civilization, , but with a deeper undercurrent than in the previous life, looking at Chen Yuhan, Li Yexing was thinking whether he should ask something more, when suddenly, a familiar voice came from the air.

"mortal!"

Chapter-72. After the fierce battle

After leaving a sentence with an inexplicable meaning, Chen Yuhan turned around and left. With his back to Li Yexing's eyes, he walked straight to the tall girl who fell down with Paracles just now. Wearing a dog's tail grass, wearing light casual clothes, holding a long stick with a metallic texture and engraved with various complicated patterns in one hand, while the other hand is wrapped around the waist of the angel Azir , carrying Azir on his shoulders, at this moment, Azir has no wings on his back, and his limbs are hanging down, looking half dead.

Wait, just now, this Chen Yuhan once said that his contracted witch is the prototype of a myth, right?

This monk-like contractor... paired with a witch with a stick...

His brows twitched slightly, Li Yexing thought he couldn't, right? !

"Mortal, where are you looking?!" The black bone scythe in his hand dissipated little by little in the air, and Parakris, who was trotting all the way, snapped her fingers lightly. It turned into a big cloud of black mist, and Li Yexing, who was leaning on the Skaven, felt that his back was empty, and his center of gravity was unstable, and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Paracles had quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbed Li Yexing's shoulder, and helped Li Yexing stand up.

He raised his head and looked at the purple eyes of the silver-haired girl. After a while, Li Yexing turned his gaze again and looked at the witch who was carrying a stick not far away. Looking at the stretcher carried by the emergency personnel, Li Yexing vaguely seemed to see the six wounds on Azir's back that were flowing with golden liquid.

Are the wings all torn off?It seems that Azir was dealt with pretty badly...

"Really, if it weren't for you being surrounded, I wouldn't have said anything to let the bastards of the church get out of here alive..." Realizing that Li Yexing was looking at Azir, who had been played to death, Palak Lisi frowned slightly and said: "It's you, why are you always staring at that angel? I won this match beautifully! If you didn't hold back at the critical moment, only Zhenmusi There's no way the witch who came could stop me!"

No, no, as a person from the Celestial Dynasty, I don't really recommend that you go head-to-head with the stick witch.

The surroundings were still noisy, and the heavily armed department fighters, as well as Jiang Xueyang and Qin Yuluo who stood by, did not let down their vigilance because of Skaven's disappearance. I voted here because the person who replaced Skaven by Li Yexing's side was the master of Skaven, the Great Chaos Witch Beelzebub who had a century-old notoriety!Looking at Azir's miserable look with drooling eyes and the six wounds on her back, one can know how ferocious that great witch is!