Lord of Enigma - Chapter 836

[Chapter 820]

“The saint in my memory is not like this, it is really dreamy.”

Frieda, who is a part-time psychic media reporter for “Hellfire Daily”, finally has the mood to complain after knowing that she is not dead and her lover is not dead either.

Stan also wanted to speak, but after thinking about his identity, he complained that the Holy Confessor in the kingdom did not match the original version. Could it be that there was a mistake in slandering the mighty power of his own master? Lacey said that couldn’t happen.

“History is not necessarily correct. After all, His Excellency the Holy Confessor once betrayed the church. Maybe he is this style…”

Stan didn’t finish his follow-up, but anyone could understand.

As for whether he thinks so or not, and what his true thoughts are in his heart, it doesn’t matter.

In the experimental tower, Tang Qi, who was interested in the new node, was watching what was happening on the “Dark Age New Continent”, and also heard Frieda’s complaints.

Without waiting for Tang Qi’s defense, the sad frog at his feet supported him as the master first.

“Master, I believe in you, Fake, the upright and full of wisdom, can testify that the origin star human being called the Holy Confessor is indeed a very bad guy.”

“I had a brief peep, and if my old master was still alive, he would have admired this guy. Guys with the same traits are always attracted to each other.”

“Well, what would a chair like me attract, another chair, but I don’t have a gender, and I can’t reproduce like most of life, it’s too hard to fack.”

“Shut up, Fake.”

“Good host.”

When Tang Qi, the pseudo-lord, was attacked on a daily basis, the trial continued within the new node “Church Insulters”.

The bloodline power lost most of it, and the almost whitewashed Walter Cranston completely lost the momentum of the god of the earth, and he also clearly recognized his current situation.

Originally on the verge of degeneration and death, he was chosen by a great ruler and given a chance to start over.

Prerequisite: Pass the test.

As for the content of the trial, at this moment, in front of Walter, a shriveled old man with a thorn, draped in sackcloth, with a rusty knight’s sword hanging from his waist, told him impatiently: “A man who is good at barking asses Stupid lost person, you will be my assistant and walk with me through the road of repentance.”

“The new Overmind is as foolish as the ‘Light’, sending such a foolish fellow.”

“You can get out of here with my approval.”

“Let’s go, donkey.”

Martin Sims, who was written into federal history textbooks and appeared in a large number of literary and film and television works, successfully turned into a grumpy old man in Dreamland.

Before the dreamy light curtain, Stan, Frida and the others had different expressions.

The former “master”, that is, Tang Qi, is being abused by Saint Martin Sims, and the latter’s lover is called a dumb ass in the trial.

Both wanted to duel Martin Sims if they could.

However, for the time being, the trial seems to have officially begun.

Most of the Commonwealth residents know what is called “The Path of Repentance”, which is the process by which Martin Sims became a saint.

During that long journey, Martin Sims encountered numerous problems, mysteries, or whatever, which he eventually solved.

But in this dreamland, it seems different, this saint is being lazy?

The reason why Stan and Frida had this thought in their hearts was because at this moment, in the new node, Walter and the Holy Confessor stepped into a place called “Naloa Town”.

Martin Sims received the mayor’s hospitality in the only tavern in the town, tasting bread, crispy meat and beer.

And Walter Cranston, who moved his body, took down the town’s bounty for “male and female thieves”.

Two people who are familiar with history, immediately emerged relevant information:

“The Confessor met a special couple in the town of Naloa. The husband, Roger Kingsley, was an Origin Star superhuman, a witcher, while his wife was from an exotic land, a kind of ‘Sell’ demon ‘The female xenogeneic species, the top of the list of the favorite food of the Saier demon, is the brain of the origin star human.”

“In order to support his wife, the originally excellent witcher fell, and together with his wife, they invaded the human gathering points in the New World.”

“Martin Sims claimed to be willing to exchange his brain for the safety of Naloa Town, lured the two to appear, and was then beheaded by the sword of repentance, and his head was hung by the residents outside the town as a warning of attempted invasion. monsters.”

This part of the information is absolutely true, but the changes in the next node conflict with history.

Because this time, it was Walter Cranston.

The bait, of course, also became his brain, and Walter, who was shaved off, stood outside the town.

As it was about to fall into the night, he was attacked.

Although Walter lost the power of the original “God of the Earth”, the “Dream Seed” integrated into his body gave him more tenacity, seemingly inexhaustible, and seemed to have a natural restraint against chaotic evil creatures.

With only the rusted knight’s sword, Walter defeated the fallen witcher and the so-called Cyr.

“Bang bang!”

In the muffled sound, two figures fell to the ground.

The townspeople, always “late”, swarmed, and the lights shone on the two murderers.

The ferocious and brutal picture in the imagination did not appear. The fallen witcher was a thin middle-aged man with a stubble face, while the Saier demon was a young woman with freckles. It can be seen that she has a perfect and hot figure, and her feet and hands are too slender, showing some traces of claws, which is very different from normal humans.

Both were badly wounded, their bodies were convulsing, and the faint white light from Walter’s body still stayed in them, making them weaker.

The residents hesitated for half a second, but did not immediately shout and kill.

And the fallen witcher quickly seized the opportunity, the wound on his body was bleeding, and he wriggled to Walter’s feet, pleading: “It’s all my fault, I killed everyone, Let go of my wife…”

Faced with the plea, Walter hesitated.

But the townspeople didn’t, and they quickly remembered how much grief the “ordinary”-looking couple on the ground had brought to the town.

The other parts of the bodies of the dead relatives were intact, but the heads were opened and hollowed out. The herbal shop owner in the town told them that in order to ensure the freshness of the ingredients, all the victims were alive. Skull removed.

Sadness and anger swept through the hearts of the residents in an instant. They suppressed their fear and began to take out knives and farm tools to punish the special couple on the ground.

This scene awakened Walter’s past habits. He almost subconsciously shouted: “Stop, we should imprison…”

“Incarceration? No, we’re going to kill them.”

“Yes, they must die.”

“These two demons killed my father, and I’m going to chop them up.”

“Cut off their heads and lift their skulls.”

The inhabitants were crowded, scrambling to make a move, fresh meat and sticky blood spattering.

Roger Kingsley heard Walter’s voice. He glanced at his wife who was about to be chopped up, and moved with a blood-stained head. Walter pleaded:

“Imprison us, we are dirty and sinful, but we still need to go to trial, don’t we?”

“Please, young knight of justice, follow the oracle of the Lord, the law by which all things must obey.”

“boom!”

The word “justice” spit out from Roger Kingsley’s mouth is like a switch.

In an instant, he opened up the painful memories deep in Walter Cranston’s mind.

The three lashes of the Holy Confessor can save his soul from falling, but the memories of those terrifying and painful past will not disappear due to the lashes of thorns.

The same did not disappear, and in Wharton’s mind, the crazy laughter from the “evil ghosts”, the dancing purple figure, the rhythm of the tap and tap, like a sharp blade piercing his soul. sound at the place.

“Hahaha…Stupid student, don’t you understand?”

“The rules are chains, chaos is the truth, stick to hypocritical justice, and you will lose your parents, uncles, sisters, lovers… Power, power is the root of everything, you control power, you are the rules themselves, only you Only then can evil be completely eradicated.”

“Incarceration? That will only be the beginning of tragedy, look at these two dirty things, put them in prison, they will corrupt the prison guard, the mayor, or other hypocritical humans with money, supernatural power, and they will be released Come out, so there will be more human victims.”

“What a familiar plot, the people you love all die like this, don’t they?”

“Dear Walter, are you going to let the tragedy happen again?”

“No”

Suddenly, outside the town, a roaring sound broke out.

What followed was a wave of dim light that swept everyone to the ground.

The original white and tenacious brilliance has some dazzling red and degenerate black at the edges.

But Walter Cranston didn’t see this. His originally painful and hesitant face turned cold at some point, as if he had firmed up some kind of mind.

In the depths of his heart, a change has been made.

Walter Cranston strode through the crowd and came back to the brain-eating couple.

At this moment, their bodies have become extremely miserable, almost all of their limbs have been chopped up, attracting the most hatred of the Saier demon, half of her neck has been cut open, and the stench of blood is still splashing.

But she is an extraordinary creature after all, and her life is much stronger than that of Roger Kingsley, the witcher. Kingsley, who was almost chopped up, still stared at his wife with wide eyes, as if he had already died.

The Banshee Xenomorph did not mourn. She glanced at Walter indifferently and slowly opened her mouth, revealing rows of extremely sharp teeth.

The original appearance was just an ordinary banshee, but suddenly it became strange, full of a strange charm.

She moved to her husband’s side, and with a click, the sharp teeth pierced into Roger Kingsley’s body.

The latter’s body trembled violently, and the naked eye could see that the bloodshot with the breath of life gushed out of the Cyre demon and got into Roger Kingsley’s body.

In an instant, Roger Kingsley’s fleshy body quickly recovered, while the xenomorph shrank violently, and soon turned into a shriveled, ugly old woman.

It seemed that the injury was too severe, and the xenomorph failed to fully recover Kingsley.

The breath of the two is still extremely weak, their necks are entangled, and they are lying in blood. The picture is mixed with evil and love, and it looks cruel, poignant and strange.

The originally angry town residents, after witnessing this scene, their expressions softened, and even the incomparably deep hatred in their eyes began to fade.

Without realizing it, how incomprehensible it is to forgive this “brain-eating couple”?

Roger Kingsley’s chest heaved violently, and he struggled to open his eyes. He first looked at his wife with affection and pity, and then turned his head to look at Walter who was approaching. He said hoarsely:

“My wife and I have only a few days to live. I beg you, messenger of justice, let us spend the last…”

“laugh!”

Before the words of the fallen witcher were finished, the blazing white sword light shone.

The rusted knight’s sword pierced slowly, clearly, into the alien’s temple, then pierced through, with the tip of something brainy, and into Roger Kingsley’s head.

Suffering a heavy blow, the Brain-eating couple widened their eyes at the same time.

They saw that cold face at the same time, and they were looking down at them like an emotionless judge, making the final ruling.

“I reject!”

As those three words were uttered, a blazing light erupted from the Sword of Penance lent to him by Martin Sims.

The next second, all the residents of the town looked at the circle of light together, and the entangled brain-eating couple wailed and evaporated.

The residents were only stunned for half a second, and soon they got up and cheered around Walter Cranston.

They even wanted to lift him up and parade around the town, boasting of the good deeds of a “knight of justice” who slayed two demons heroically and decisively.

At the entrance of the town in the distance, the Holy Confessor also looked at the carnival without saying a word.

…

At the edge of the forest of ignorance, the dreamy creatures who were watching the trial, as well as Frida Hersey, were stunned.

Stan Du Plessy and others fully knew Walter Cranston’s “no-kill principle”, and they didn’t know if it was because of this quality that the Dream Seed chose him as a trial companion.

But in fact, whether it is Stan, the only family member and origin star, or the dreamy creatures such as Amanda, Tyron, and fairies, they do not agree with the so-called not killing.

They may have different attitudes towards chaotic and evil creatures.

But one thing is the same, they will not pursue deliberately not to kill, unless there are special circumstances.

However, this does not mean that they agree with Walter Cranston’s “change” at the moment. They can’t say anything for a while, but instinctively, each of them feels that something is wrong.

Frida Hussey!

The lover of the god on earth felt even more intense at this moment.

Her eyes were full of shock. For the first time, she looked at the figure bathed in holy light with an unfamiliar gaze. A word rolled in her heart, but she couldn’t spit it out.

“This is not Walter, not that Son of Justice.”