Mystic Dominator

"Mysterious Ruler ()" Find the latest chapter!

Stand beside Spencer.

Facing the investigator's actions, both Ronald and Patricia could actually understand his actions.

Investigator Kate and Nicole completely lost their fighting power. Patricia's long sword pierced the demon's body. The priest focused on sealing the demon, which was not much different from Kate who had previously cast a spell to defend.

As for Ronald...

Spencer wasn't in the habit of pinning his hopes on a temp.

So now that he can still fight on the field, he is the only one left.

From the investigator's point of view, he alone could not handle this monster of flesh and blood.

Therefore, the only thing they can do is to sacrifice their own weapons to buy time for everyone to escape.

Then everyone ran away.

——This is almost the most correct approach at the moment.

In this way, at least there is still the possibility of someone escaping, and then return to Brunwich to report what happened here.

If you bite the bullet and continue to push on here...

This cult warlock doesn't seem like a character to show mercy.

What everyone ushered in was nothing more than an ending like the death of all.

Spencer's choice of thinking as an investigator is completely fine in theory.

But practically speaking...

In the journey of life, there will always be some unexpected things.

For Spencer.

Like, right now.

Ronald who was walking towards this flesh and blood monster.

Facing the controlled enemy, the temporary worker of the Bureau of Investigation in Spencer's eyes did not run away immediately, but stepped on the vines and stood on the wall of the plant maze, and came to the front of everyone generously.

The investigator probably had some guesses in mind.

But instinctively unwilling to believe such a reality.

A temporary worker of the Bureau of Investigation, will it be a master figure on the mysterious side?

And it can also solve the cult warlock in front of him?

The probability is too small.

At the same time, the metal scepter that Spencer threw into the air just now has disintegrated itself in the continuous violent vibrations.

The original length of several tens of centimeters has been gradually reduced and disappeared with the passage of time, and finally there is no residue left.

—the obliteration of the metal scepter.

——meaning that Spencer's operation of pressing the bottom of the box has come to an end.

Finally, the shock died away.

"...."

"Mongrel investigator!"

After an angry roar.

Recovering from the suppression of Spencer's spell, the first thing the leader of the cult warlock among the Stitched Flesh Monster noticed was Ronald who was walking towards him and standing on the wall of the vine.

Look at this man who has no fear in his eyes.

The leader of the cult warlock grimaced:

"how?"

"It's such a time, do you still want to use your ability to manipulate emotions to control me?"

"Stupid, really stupid!"

"go to hell!"

The suture monster made of flesh and blood was not far from the investigator.

Accompanied by the tyrannical clamor of the leader of the cult warlock.

Immediately, a thick tentacle made of a human body was pulled out from this monster, and then it smashed down hard on Ronald's head!

Sa——

The cold power of the tentacles, and even the surrounding wind howled with its whipping.

However, it was this imposing killing blow.

But it stopped in mid-air!

Ronald looked quietly at the flesh and blood tentacles that were close at hand, the indifference in his eyes remained motionless.

With the cold winter wind, he smelled the disgusting fishy smell on the tentacles.

Ronald wrinkled his nose, and his tone was equally indifferent:

"..."

"Remember why you failed."

"It is absolutely forbidden to violently attack me."

Immediately, it started with the tentacle that Ronald was facing.

Flesh and pus suddenly burst!

This crack spread rapidly along the body of the Flesh Stitching Monster, and soon covered the whole body of the Flesh Stitching Monster.

In the next second, the monster's body completely disintegrated.

blah blah——

The corpses and pus that fell on the ground rained all over the ground, and even formed a thick 'pool' in this plant maze.

Stand among the pile of corpses.

The leader of the cult warlock was looking around blankly.

this......

what 's wrong?

In just an instant, all the corpses under his control were completely destroyed.

A completely obliterating technique also leaves no room for manipulation.

call--

Suddenly, a gust of winter night wind blew across his thin-haired head.

Turning his eyes, the leader of the cult warlock saw the thick black fog that was rolling towards him.

Scarlet mist faintly revealed in the pitch black, just like this, it drowned towards him.

"etc!"

"I......"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

There was no time to say a word.

The power of Hell's Blood River began to inject into the body of this cult warlock.

All of this guy's previous behaviors fit the definition of 'rape'.

Submerged in the black mist, all the blood, bones, muscles, and everything in his body were boiled and festered by the power of the boiling blood river.

After just a few seconds.

The leader of the cult warlock fell powerlessly.

The figure submerged in the pool of rotting corpses around it, and then blended into it silently.

--he died.

Under the ruthless destruction of the blood river.

Another soul who deserved his sins was admitted into the hell of "Divine Comedy".

at the same time.

Standing there, his eyes were a little dull, and Spencer, who had witnessed everything, gradually came back to his senses.

He couldn't help murmuring subconsciously:

"Are all the temporary workers in Brunwich of this standard?"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to think his words were very funny, and then he shook his head as if mocking himself:

"How can it be......?"

On the other hand, Patricia noticed the bitterness in the investigator's tone.

The girl who lost her long sword had a leisurely posture, but told the other party in a quiet tone:

"Ronald's words are actually my good friend."

"I have always recognized and trusted his strength."

Spencer shook his head with a wry smile:

"Is that so..."

"It's a bit of a gaffe to be your recognized friend."

During the conversation between the two, Ronald also jumped off the grape trellis and returned to them.

The spreading black mist surged back to him, and Ronald pointed to the direction behind him at the same time:

"This guy is completely solved."

"However, in the further back position, there are three cult warlocks who left their team before, and have not seen them now."

"Leave this to me."

At this time, Spencer took the initiative to speak:

"The two priests are here to protect and seal the demons. I can still handle the rest of the little work."

After finishing speaking, Spencer got into the plant maze behind Ronald without looking back.

Just like he said.

He was pretty sure against three ordinary cult warlocks.