Little Tyrant Doesn’t Want to Meet with a Bad End

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Inside the monastery, Brother Claus was tremblingly holding his sword, which had never seen blood after the blade, and was shivering in the small fortress built with wooden boards and furniture in front of the bed. Although he is almost middle-aged and has extensive knowledge, he is a full-fledged literati. - He spends most of his life in a monastery, teaching children literacy and arithmetic, and telling the nearby residents about the original goddess The story of teaching is what his life is all about. When he joined the logistics unit of the Queen's Army a while ago, Klau felt that this was the most thrilling moment in his life. The wounded and dead would be brought back every day on the battlefield in front of him. The bloody he had seen in just a few days was more bloody than he had ever seen in his life. When he returned to the monastery, although he was lost because of being left behind, he was relieved and felt that he could finally return to a familiar life.

But he never imagined that he could meet Shia's messenger in this familiar monastery, and then he met a vicious cultist! Outside the gate of the monastery, the furious Peter had completely released his spell, countless The ghosts and ghosts of Qing were roaming in the nearby fog, and the evil breath and the mourning images of the portraits sounded like blasphemous prayers in Klau's ears. Klau's eyes stared at the tight door, panting heavily. Large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he looked back at the girl sleeping on the bed, showing a complex and timid expression. Seiko-sama, you are fighting.

The middle-aged Xiu Tu thought so, Faith told him what to do, but the reality was that his body was shaking and he couldn't do anything. After all, in his opinion, those evil transcendents can only be punished by the holy sons who came here. Roja and Noelle are the same as ordinary people in Claude's eyes. It is not only the difference in strength, but also the character. The difference in all aspects. Powerful and not arrogant, polite and approachable, brave and fearless, and can choose to fight without hesitation in the face of terrible enemies. This is by no means what ordinary people can do. It is a completely different state when the believers are. Cowardly, fearful, submissive, and the courage to resist the existence of evil is difficult to mention. This is not an isolated case in this world, but a general response of most people. i Noelle’s courage when facing the cultists comes from the inheritance of the family and the pride of the bloodline. Roja’s courage when facing the cultists comes from the righteousness and the responsibility of guardianship in his heart. Although the reasons are different, they have already Unknowingly, I crossed the threshold of my heart. The surrender of strength is not scary, it is the surrender of the mind that is scary. The peculiar feeling that Crow felt from the two of them was the indomitable spirit of high responsibility. It is the contemporary Holy See and Queen Victoria and others. "May Shia bless you. Sincerely pray for the two of them, Brother Klau murmured to himself as he looked at the goddess statue in front of him.

Peter never imagined that he would have a day when he was so rich that he was forced to defend with all his strength by a source level 6 kid. Now that the lady who led the dog was directly sent to the sky by the short blade of the saint, the only paintings that Peter can command are the Madonna of the Guard and some miscellaneous things that cannot be put on the table.

Fat businessmen, stereotyped soldiers, crying maids, - Peter's early paintings were released by him one by one. Most of these paintings were limited in strength and had little effect. They belonged to Peter's bad works that he was ashamed to see, but now He can't handle so much anymore. In an environment with a visibility of less than ten meters, the mysterious disappearance of the enemy was obviously a dagger, a weapon of magic weapon, and everything gathered together, in this dark night, it turned into a murderous intention that frightened Peter. The pale man gasped, trying his best to soothe his heart. Don't panic! - He's just a source level 6 kid, what can he do with treasures? His actual combat experience and psychological endurance are definitely not as good as mine! I'm a hunter, and T is the prey!

Peter shouted loudly while thinking about it, trying to make Roja out, but there was no movement in Youwan's mist except for the screams of the ghosts. The defense net of the paintings ten meters away moved. Found it! The moment he heard the message from the painting, the red light in Peter's hand slammed into the back, and the vicious spell that could turn people into blood-colored mud swept across. The dark night slammed into a figure dressed in red gauze. "Hahahaha! I found you! Now you know the gap between us, kid! How many good things do you think you can beat me? It's a fantasy! Peter, who found the attack hit, was overjoyed, with a wanton laugh on his face, he stepped closer, and decided to watch the pain that Roja's body turned into blood before he died.

bitter expression. However, what he didn't expect was that he did see Roja's expression, but it was not pain, but a mockery of it's success. At this time, Roja was lying on the ground, and his hand was the amethyst pendant that could not be activated in the [personal studio] space. The paintings were beaten unscathed.

At the moment when he saw that Roja was okay, Peter opened his mouth and lost his words, but Roja's eyes lit up like stars, full of murderous intent! "I see you. The boy's voice is like an invitation letter from the god of death, Next-In an instant, Roja's figure disappeared out of thin air, and a strong wind was blowing behind Peter. A silver short sword pierced the statue of the Virgin before the man had time to react, and he rushed forward like a broken bamboo. "Pfft! The sound of the blade piercing the human body sounded, and Peter lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the dagger protruding from his chest and involuntarily spurting a mouthful of blood, at this moment he finally realized that he was tricked. I was just so splattered by a little devil. The man's consciousness was briefly blurred by the rapid splash of blood. Peter Carter seemed to have a revolving lantern floating in front of his eyes. The poverty of his youth, the death of his lover and family, he was a painter Disapproval drifted past one by one, and finally the curtain was led by a cultist

A picture of the transcendent road. In that picture, the young painter's face is full of determination, and his decision is not to be swayed by the rules of the world. That was Peter Carter's dream of becoming an extraordinary person at first, but as time passed, he gradually sank and became a tool of organization, a dream. Fragmented, and now it is even more likely to die in the hands of its own target. So that's why it's so hard for me to get promoted At this moment, with enlightenment, the magic element in the body began to burst out at the same time. In Roja's surprised eyes, Peter reached out and grabbed the dagger in his chest. He looked back, and his dim eyes had turned blood red at this time. "Cough! Kid, I didn't expect that I would make you so rich. I underestimated you. I have to admit that you are indeed a character, but... do you think this will kill me? Peter Roaring loudly, in the eyes of a trapped beast is the will to die, Roja's hair stood up at this moment, and for the first time since he came to this world, he saw the tenacity and terror of the extraordinary people. "You too underestimate the extraordinary people. Too underestimated source level 4! Do you think you pierced my heart? Look what your sword penetrated?!" Roja stared at the wound pierced by the winged dagger , I don't know when the blood-splattered wound has disappeared, replaced by - a distorted body painting

[Immersed Realm], this is my biggest trump card, this part of my body has now been turned into a painting, you can't kill me anymore!" "You are indeed very powerful, Roja Arkat, but it is not enough, strength, right Extraordinary people don't know enough! So I won! Thank you for reminding me a lot of the past, then, goodbye! Peter Carter firmly holds the blade in front of his chest, and at the same time kills the Virgin Mary Returning to his side, the bone-like hand with blood stains is about to tear the boy's throat. Roja looks at the ugly painting that is approaching, and it feels as if time has slowed down. Peter is right, Roja is not a real superhuman after all. I still don’t know about these unpredictable monsters, but Peter can break out in a crisis, why can’t Roja? In terms of will, the moment the absolutely disadvantaged boy picks up the sword, it is impossible to lose to a dirty Selfish murderer.

The desperate boy gritted his teeth and issued an order. At the very core of his body, the flame of life turned into a dark blue and began to burn frantically. [Confirmed] [Skill "Grandar's Promise" starts [Countdown 30... 29.. 2...

The runaway magic energy scorched every nerve, and the black-haired boy roared loudly. The huge increase in strength caused the muscles in his arms to swell and burst with blood, but he couldn't feel it, because at this time his body had lost the pain. The attack of the Virgin Statue came, and the blow penetrated his chest and caused fatal wounds, but Roja didn't care, he just put all his power into the dagger!

"Damn! What, what's going on! How could you possibly be stronger than... Our Lady! Kill him sooner! Peter realized something was wrong at this moment, and his hand on the point of the sword began to lose his grip, and as soon as he saw it he could not grasp it. To be broken through by Roja [Immersed Realm], he loudly ordered the painting to start, but found that it was useless to Roja. At this time, the young man was like an unyielding war ghost, full of injuries but his face did not change, even his fighting power It didn't decrease in the slightest. This... immortality?! Why? Peter looked at the blood-stained boy with surprise and puzzlement on his face. In the dimness, he seemed to see a huge phantom standing behind the boy, -A pair of eyes that came from nowhere looked at him, like looking at ants. Peter's face changed suddenly at this moment, and uncontrollable fear and panic began to blow out, but this was his last feeling. "Thank you. Your advice, goodbye, Peter Carter!" Surrounded by mist and ghost-like paintings, the boy hissed and shouted Hengjian Flat Slash. The full burst of power pushed the short sword, the sword light flashed, and the figure was divided into two.

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