Mystic Dominator

Latest URL: Leaving aside the woman who was charging at Ronald.

Behind him, the man throwing stones for cover has already met the definition of 'rape' in behavior.

In the formal battle.

Ronald never had the idea of ​​showing mercy to his enemies.

Quietly commanding the power of 'violence', the black mist that had just been avoided by the enemy immediately bounced off the wall again, and then simply rushed towards the man.

Zizizi——

This time, the man who was throwing the stone couldn't dodge.

Being hit by the black mist of 'violence', his body immediately made a very obvious cooking sound.

The power of Hellblood River is at work.

Pieces of festering appeared, and the trajectory immediately spread along the swollen arms, almost unwilling to give up any position that could be attacked.

Such a result.

It is the man's body shape that has been out of control, and it has become more ferocious on the original basis.

From the cracked wound, one could even directly see green blood flowing out of it.

But even so.

The man who was seriously injured did not show any signs of distress.

He just frowned to disperse the black mist above his arms.

The stone in his hand continued to be thrown towards him non-stop, and he was still there to help his companions take cover.

"..."

Looking at this scene, Ronald instantly understood everything.

The sentence that the warden is a traitor has now been proven in front of his eyes.

Green blood, swollen body, and a state of mind that defies pain.

This distinctive spell was undoubtedly the spell used by the cult warlocks who were making trouble in Brunwich at that time.

The spell characteristics are completely consistent, and the same school can hardly make mistakes.

Such people appear in the warden's dungeon.

It means nothing more to say.

"..."

While avoiding the stone thrown by the man, Ronald kept his eyes on the woman who jumped over.

After the lower body was deformed, this guy moved much faster than ordinary people.

In just a few breaths, the woman jumped three times and seemed to be very close to Ronald.

Whoosh—

Lifting her thick thighs, the woman aimed at Ronald's head and kicked it.

Accompanied by exaggerated momentum.

There was even the sound of breaking the air!

If you get hit directly...

Ronald had no doubts that he would at least end up with hemiplegia.

Immediately trying to turn his body sideways to avoid the opponent's kick, he raised his hand at the same time and threw it at the woman's side.

Boom!

This punch hit firmly.

Almost confident in her body, the woman hardly avoided it.

However, it is at the same time that the two sides are in physical contact.

The black mist entangled in Ronald's hand immediately followed the contact position of the two sides, and immediately wrapped the woman's whole body in it.

In an instant, the attack that was far better than the man's cooking before fell on her.

"ah--"

The screams suddenly sounded in the dungeon.

Unlike men who are not afraid of pain at all, women's reactions are very similar to those of ordinary people when they are attacked. Feeling that her body was completely cooked and destroyed, she fell to the ground as soon as her body went limp, and then trembled and twitched uncontrollably.

"Uh... ho... ahhh!"

"..."

At this moment, Ronald was thoughtful.

He seemed to understand the method of these cult warlocks to resist pain.

The man who was only injured on his arm could completely ignore the pain of the wound and continue to attack, while the woman whose upper body was also attacked could not suppress the pain, and could only lie on the ground and howl.

The huge gap between the reactions of the two sides has already proved what is going on.

This should also be the result of the cult warlock spell.

While changing the body shape, this ability will also destroy their pain-sensing nerves, shielding the perception of the distorted parts to a certain extent, which is why the current situation occurs.

——Similarly.

The reaction of those cult warlocks in the winery on the outskirts of Brunwich was also in line with this conjecture.

After all, the group of people at that time were all deformed from head to toe.

So it makes sense to ignore the pain altogether.

And for Ronald.

The only pity now is that the attacks of the two people in front of them are not strong enough.

In the case of insufficient 'violence', the black mist can only cause damage to them, and cannot directly take their lives.

Shaking his head imperceptibly.

With one wave of Ronald's hand, the black mist operated would continue to attack the man.

Now the woman was already lying on the ground, and could only twitch and howl in place.

The only one who can constitute combat power on the enemy's side is the male cult warlock in the distance.

So again.

The black mist in the corner rushed towards the man.

Without the interference of the woman in front of him, Ronald can boldly launch an attack.

Snapped--

Hidden in the underground prison, a loud slap echoed through the passage they were in.

Facing the black mist that hit again.

The man didn't dodge or retreat.

Instead, he faced the attack, clasped his hands together and slapped the black mist hard.

The attack, which was originally a fog structure, was completely scattered by his blow immediately.

That's not to say The Divine Comedy can't hurt each other.

The man's festering hands were indeed severely burned by the black mist.

But any further damage would only make the degree of cooking fester even more, and it would not bring him damage that could never be ignored.

In this way of adding injury to injury.

The man can barely cope with the current rhythm of the attack.

So, the choice went back to Ronald.

Or call out a large amount of black mist to submerge the opponent on a scale beyond the defense capability, so that the enemy can definitely be defeated.

Or just recruit those two souls imprisoned by him.

To deal with this kind of cult warlock who seems to be specialized in physical strengthening, the attack on the soul must also be effective.

The difference is only which one Ronald wants to use now.

Or in front of the two companions behind him, what kind of ability he intends to show himself.

At this moment, the voice of the investigator girl sounded behind Ronald:

"If you are not easy to deal with, Ronald."

"Leave this guy to me."

Almost in response to the girl's voice, three consecutive bullets were fired from behind Ronald without a sound.

Face the velocity of the bullet.

Even if this male cult warlock is in pretty good physical fitness now.

This level of responsiveness is still insufficient.

Caught off guard, his shoulder, lower chest, and left shoulder were all precisely hit by Nicole's bullets.

A penetrating wound with obvious effects appeared on his body, and green blood also flowed down the wound at the same time.

Plop——

His feet were soft, and the man fell to his knees uncontrollably.

Normal bullets, according to common sense, should not be able to cause such an obvious effect on this man.

For this result.

Ronald was more inclined to believe that Nicole had tampered with the bullet.

Turning her head to look over, the investigator girl took back the pistol with a sneer on her face.

From Nicole's rare look, Ronald saw the girl's undisguised contempt for the cult warlock.

And in a further back position.

Swift, alone, was dragging the two priests out of the cell.

Compared with Nicole's chic.

Mr. Detective, who is a coolie, is obviously not very happy.