Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

-I eat tears day and night, and people keep telling me, "Where is your God?" (Old Testament. Psalm 42:3)

Unconsciously, the wind became very soft. ≈∞≈∞,

In my memory, the wind is cold, always full of the odor of rust and gutter, and now blowing on the face brings a burst of coolness, and the nose is also full of a slightly sweet fragrance, forehead, neck, armpit Fragrant sweat.

-The situation is even worse.

Supporting the corner of the wall, Bare barely stood firm, suppressing his breath to confirm the reality of his body approaching its limit.

The potency that penetrates into the body is stronger than expected. Generally speaking, many drugs can affect emotions, but the impulse of "that aspect" seems to be the product of a very complicated mechanism, so it is almost impossible to manipulate. Usually the so-called love potions are mostly stimulants or hallucinogens, with good or bad effects, and the feelings they produce are mostly not really impulsive.

The excitement in my body is not the excitement brought by stimulants, the consciousness is extremely sober, and the "impulse" is also very clear. Obviously, this is a genuine potion. Even if you have tried a variety of trace poisons to cultivate a tolerant body, you can't resist it.

(I really want to...I want to fill the empty space in my stomach.)

Since I want to do this, can I just do it? , Find a man and let him hug himself--

The extremely hungry voice crawled under the skull, and the anxious, empty hole in the abdominal cavity seemed to crawl out of another self-ignoring doctrine, morality, ethics, and the magical temptation whispered in the ear.

The hand holding the wall was clenched tightly, and the step was almost empty.

(As a heretic interrogator, I actually had the idea of ​​being shameless...!!!)

A strong sense of shame and pleasure mixed together, and the burning was further amplified, so that even the pain of the lower lip being bitten and bleeding could not be felt.

Taking a deep breath, Bell took another step.

"It must be reported to Her Royal Highness as soon as possible. In this special zone, such monsters are lurking...!"

"It's really polite to say that we are monsters. But I want to say that the instincts and obligations of refusing to reproduce future generations, and diminishing the divine natural law to shame, are more like monsters."

The frivolous interjection floated over, and the little devil that thought it was a rabbit doll appeared from the darkness in the corner of the wall.

"Ugly? The union is degenerate? Just because there is expectation. The existence will generate the motivation to move forward, so life continues, and the world progresses. Compared to empty moral preaching, naked and faithful instinct can bring more Happiness, don't you think so?"

With a pretentious and solemn gesture, a grim smile appeared on the q version of De Kiel's raised face again.

"Good evening, Miss Heretic Interrogator. It will be good again in this form. It takes a lot of hard work to find hope, but the taste of despair immediately... It is so dangerous, almost the game ended before entering. If it becomes like that . It's too boring."

Bell didn't answer — there was nothing to say about this demon, and he took out three short handles in his hands and sandwiched them between his fingers, staring coldly at each other.

"Is there any stone in the head of the church? Now, do you think that kind of thing will work for me?"

With a chuckle, De Kiel shook his head.

Although the confrontation with Bell is the q version of the clone, the height and strength have shrunk a lot, but it is more than enough to pack a weak kitten.

Ignoring De Kiel's provocation, Bell's short handle became 6 swords. All in one go.

Under the control of the additional spell "magic bullet", the key blade is turned into a bullet. Tearing the darkness is ready to pierce arrogant enemies.

De Kiel sneered, waving his tentacles behind his back, and all the key blades were easily shattered like glass crafts.

The constantly twisted tentacles emit inorganic reflections. The strange mixed image of vine and octopus tentacles covered with mucus was replaced by a dark lens combination, as if injecting life into the spar.

In a blink of an eye, the q version of De Geel flew over like a shell.

Bell's breath was slightly chaotic.

Not an exaggeration. The opponent really rushed over like a cannonball, and the pressure brought by it was even above the real cannonball.

Obviously just a shrunken version of the avatar, what an overwhelming power, this is the power of the person he is against!

But I have already realized this.

For the world that God loves, for the purity of faith for everyone. In a world without pain and tears, she has lived so far in a life full of blood and sweat.

So there is no fear, and no regrets.

Pulling out the new key blade, Bell threw three key blades in his right hand without hesitation, and was guided by the "magic bullet". The long sword traced a meandering trajectory and rushed to Dekil's back, chest and lower abdomen.

More than that.

Immediately after the key blade thrown by the left hand followed the attack, the target was the black tentacles that kept turning like a windmill and smashing everything close to it.

Almost at the same time, the right hand re-attached three key blades, while throwing with the left hand in order to further block the target's dodge defense space, a total of nine key blades were like demon coming straight in.

This can only contain him a little bit. After the previous fight, Bell knew that this alone was not enough to kill the other party. However, in the face of such a intensive and fierce offensive, there will inevitably be a moment of turmoil. Bell is aiming at the gap that De Kiel has no time to respond.

She was so planned, but—

Rushing towards the forest of key blades, it is reasonable to avoid the inevitable Dekiel, as if being pulled by something, without any change in body posture, pulling vertically upwards, 9 key blades pass from below.

It was the tentacles behind De Kiel. Incredibly, in addition to being tough and sharp, those tentacles also retain flexibility and flexibility. By shooting into the ceiling or wall, and then contracting at full speed, it is possible to achieve a departure from the conventional three-dimensional maneuver during the flight.

Originally the q version, it is small and difficult to aim at. With this maneuverability, it is even more difficult to deal with.

De Geer, who was incarnation of a bladed cannonball, began to accelerate in the final stage. The distance between him and Bell was already less than a meter. The tentacles composed of sharp blades rotate like a drill, and when hit by such a thing, they will be stirred into flakes in the blink of an eye.

"Try my drill bit breaking through the sky!!"

De Kiel shouted.

Bell threw the key blade again. Perhaps it is a persistent personality shaped by faith, or it may be a dying struggle that has been surrendered in spirit and has to persist without knowing it. This move only drew Dekir's sneer and made him more confirm his victory.

however--

"what--?!"

De Kiel couldn't help screaming.

Pierce into the ceiling and walls. The tentacle, which is about to pull the body for a three-dimensional maneuver, does not move, but twists in the air, with a whole piece of stone cut out at the end.

"It is true that your tentacles are very strong, but the supporting points are not so strong."

The nun said coldly, her beautiful face was like a mask on her face. At her feet, the combination has been completed, showing a circular magic array surrounding the triangle, and the magic array that received the "start" command bloomed with a bluish white flowing light.

It wasn't until this time that De Kiel discovered that the sound of the 9 key blades had never been heard. At the moment, Mana's reaction appeared in the underground, walls, and ceiling.

"You cunning female fox ah ah ah!!!!!!"

"The lurking blade runs through my enemies in the name of the goddess, the thorn bush forest!!"

The magic circle emits a dazzling flash, Mana's whirlwind penetrates the entire corridor, and more than 500 key blades spew out, leaving no dead ends, and rushes toward Dekiel from 360 degrees.

"Aoaoaoaoaoaoao!!!"

Tentacles wave at full speed, forming a dark tornado. There was a head-on collision with the key blade tsunami covering the entire corridor, and the sound of "ding jingle" shattered. The flying white blades shattered as many as one left.

What a ridiculous and terrifying power this is.

Human power and magic are like a breeze in front of him. With a light flick, it will become powder and disappear without a trace.

And it's just a doppelganger whose volume and strength have deteriorated, if it is Dekil's body that stands in front of Bell. The outcome has long been announced.

Gambling with all the power, all he can do is delay his steps and create a stagnation of a few seconds.

For Bell, this momentary gap was enough.

The nun flicked a tentacle. Follow the trend to lower your body and rush towards De Kiel.

It is too late to move other tentacles to intercept.

The slender arm passed through the gap between the tentacles like a snake and attached to Dekil, which was equivalent to the concentrated burst of a heavy shell.

boom--

A heavy, heavy squeak echoed in the corridor, and the smoke was dispersed. A blackened pit with a diameter of more than half a meter and a depth of 30 meters appeared on the wall at the end of the corridor. Judging from the limb that stopped the spasm and the amount of blood dripping down the wall, he wouldn't move anymore.

Experiencing the sense of death from his fist, Bell exhaled a long breath before kneeling to the ground.

"Additional "magic bullet control key blades dive into the ground, instantly activate more than 500 key blades, use'instantly to strengthen body functions, and finally concentrate the enhanced flame technique on the fist to form a directional explosion... No wonder as a woman in this You can be a heretic interrogator at an early age.

The calm analysis floated from the dark cooking.

"Interlocking traps, accurate judgments, rich actual combat experience, excellent physical skills and magical use ability. No matter how you evaluate it, they are extremely excellent talents. De Geer is in your hands twice. It's justifiable to eat deflated. Uh, especially that'Instant, random control of the whole body is a very difficult operation, which will cause the effect of seeming to disappear. But it is more impressive than this visual effect. It’s about transforming the nerve stimulation effect of idiosyncratic sweat into an aid to increase the speed of response, and the trap of deception. This perseverance and ability to adapt to changes are really great for humans, too great."

The three-headed villain in black dress, black boots, and black tie floated in the air. His expression and tone of voice were full of appreciation. He could not help but feel that if it was not an occasion to fight each other, he would probably applaud congratulations.

"It's a shame to ruin a talent like you. How? Do you want to betray the church to serve us now? It's also good to join the battlefield as a foreign volunteer of the Guard."

Three consecutive shots in a hurry, instead of words, rushed to the demon who blasphemed his faith behind.

Judging from the content and tone of the other party's speech, he is probably a stronger enemy. This level of attack is simply not in the eyes. But for Bell, this man's words broke through his own bottom line more than DeKil's behavior.

The blasphemer is only dead.

Whatever heretic interrogator, what is Escalo, regardless of the blasphemy who blasphemed the teachings of God.

Facing the sharp edge of carrying out the killing intention, the other party's smile deepened.

With a crunch, 9 key blades shattered in midair, and the glowing Mana particles drifted with the wind.

"‘Broken...'

Bell's eyes widened.

The trick of smashing the structure of the technique and the decomposition and reduction of the mana that makes up the circuit, the stunt of Brother Roland.

"Not."

The man in black in the q version shook his head.

"There are many ways to stop Mana and destroy magic, including collapse, spinning, brain quantum wave shielding, and interference release. In addition, there is a less commonly used method-‘entropy reduction.’

Taking the black man as the center, all objects within a radius of 5 meters are covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and a blooming flower falls to the ground like a glass.

"If you deprive the molecular movement energy like this and reduce the temperature to near absolute zero, Mana will also become inert and can no longer form a circuit. By the way -"

Irrespective of the explanation, Bell took a step forward and threw a knife, using a metal blade to deviate from the track when he was about to touch the target, and penetrated into the wall.

"...The object that has been deprived of heat will enter a superconducting state, and according to the Meissner effect, it will be repelled by my magnet. In short, neither the mana nor the physical weapon can touch me."

Speaking of which, the man in black burst into laughter.

"Ah, I said that it didn't make sense."

Whether he wants to admit it or not, what he said is the truth. It doesn't even require much effort, as long as you move as fast as Dekil just now, magic, sword and even Bell itself will be swallowed by the extremely cold enchantment.

Everything is over.

Keeping the hand on the left face slowly lowered, the little black man's eyes appeared.

"...!!!"

The red pupils flashing in the dark made Bell whisper~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The pupils as clear as rubies contain a bright red light. It was brighter red than blood, like the wings of an undead bird spreading its wings out of ashes. The light released from the depths of her left eye carried invisible pressure, making her unable to move.

The man in black said quietly:

"In return for your wonderful performance, I will give you a special gift."

In a blink of an eye, the world was rewritten.

Everything in reality collapsed, the theorem and logic became ridiculously strange.

All the contradictions are gone with the wind, the rhythm of the music box is echoed in the dead space, and even the sacred sense of wanting to kneel down and beg for salvation is constantly expanding.

"In the name of Siegfried. Otto. Li Lin ordered here, ru--"

With the sense of disobedience brought about by rewriting the world, the man in black ordered that the bright red light was like a fluttering firebird, injecting into Bell's eyes. (To be continued...) u