Chapter Thirteen Big Sister, You're Gone
"This classmate! Several of us are communicating our relationship and making fun of Ji, how can you come in rashly?" Zhu Jue said to the figure who broke in, "Go out and knock on the door again, remember to shout 'report'."
"... In short, it's time to atone for the mistakes you have made. You, you, the whole Phil Grande people must die!" Ignoring Zhu Jue, the figure issued a death penalty declaration directly to Scott O'Hara and the others.
Outside the church, there seemed to be a change inside, and a noisy call came. Then three guards rushed in with their hunting rifles, and shouted: "Master Priest! Matthew was killed!"
After the three guards came in, they immediately saw the figure in the nave. They immediately raised their guns in horror: "Yes... it is Dektel, protect the priest, and not let Dektel hurt him!"
"No..." Ma Shuangcheng's hawk eyes, which had turned into an amber, noticed the abnormal movements in the figure, and hurriedly shouted to the three guards, "Do away quickly, the problem here is not something you can solve!"
"Tsk, it's another pig teammate who gave the heads..." Zhu Jue seemed to have noticed this, and he couldn't help but cover his face and sighed, "If you don't go to farm more soldiers to get out of equipment, you dare to come up to give the heads with bare straw sandals. Should you say that your courage is commendable or stupid..."
But the few people did not make a move to escape. They were still determined to protect Scott O'Hara, the only priest in Phil Grand Town, and raised the shotgun in their hands and fired at the figure.
After the roar and the smell of gunpowder spread, the figure still stood there without moving. There were more than a dozen holes of cup size on his body, but it seemed like they were shooting through gas. After a moment, the holes slowly merged, and then he walked towards the three guards who shot him.
The figure's steps had no breath at all before, but every step followed was a little heavier, and at the same time the shadow on his body would spread a little, gradually revealing his body under the shadow.
"Devil...Devil!" The huge fear destroyed the will of the three guards. They threw down the guns in their hands and turned around and were about to escape.
However, it was too late. A black light flashed, and a huge sickle appeared in the figure's hand. The three people's heads also left their bodies under the harvest of the sickle. However, it seemed that the attack of the sword was too fast. The body that had lost its head actually ran four or five steps forward before they fell to the ground with the blood fountain that was splattering seven or eight feet high.
"Dektel!" Scott O'Hara showed anger when she saw this scene, "You demon! After you defected to that demon, have you lost your heart to the Phil Grande people after you practice the last bit?"
"It's this Phil Grande who is sorry for Scollett first!" The shadow on the figure had dispersed, revealing him... Her true face was a tall woman, a black long funeral dress full of unknown aura, her exposed skin was unusually white, without any blood. The most surprising thing was that she had no head. It was originally the place where the head was, surrounded by a chaotic shadow, and was still twisting. Under that shadow, there seemed to be something even more unknown. "Your death has no value except as Scollett's sacrifice. This is the retribution you deserve."
"Dulahhan!" Old Bai couldn't help but say in surprise when he saw this scene, "I didn't expect it was Duulahhan..."
"What is Durahan?" Zhu Jue glanced at the headless woman named Dektel, "Is there something to eat if you remove the head and get rid of the rest?"
"It's the headless knight in the legend of Irish." Seeing the other people's eyes, Lao Bai explained, "The appearance of Durahan means death, but this seems a little different. I haven't seen her head. The headless knight usually holds her head when it appears."
"It doesn't matter if you can't eat something like a head, so it doesn't seem to matter whether you can carry it with you or not." Zhu Jue looked down on others, "You guys just don't like to listen to Bei Ye's teachings."
"Go to die!" Durahan, the headless knight named Dektel, said loudly. Although she had no head, her voice still came clearly, "Donate your flesh and soul, and then go to hell to repent for a thousand years!"
Then Dektel waved his hand, and black mist emitted from the huge sickle in her hand. The black mist twisted into the heads of the three people who had been beheaded before. Then the blood spread on the ground gathered under the heads along with the black mist.
The blood changes into a group of disgusting things like black sludge. Dozens of twisted black tentacles emerged from the sludge. The tentacles squirmed into the three heads, then twisted into a ball, and then crawled out of the sludge, the three human-faced giant dogs - the Curran Demon Dog.
These three Kuran Magic Dogs were larger and more distorted than the ones that the team met in the forest outside Phil Grand Town. Their three Kuran Magic Dogs were dripping with disgusting black mud from blood, which made people feel nauseous when they saw it.
Then Dektair pointed his finger at the last Scott O'Hara and said, "Go and swallow him clean, even the bones must be bitten and sucked dry, and don't leave a trace of scum."
The three Courans barked a few times with a harsh sound, then broke free from the black mud and rushed towards Scott O'Hara.
"Zen Nian!" Ma Shuangcheng shouted, and then Zhang Channian, who was standing beside him, instantly changed into a tall werewolf, facing the Kuran magic dogs rushing towards him. At the same time, Ma Shuangcheng also took the double guns and fired a gun at Dektair behind.
"Damn... Is there no effect of physical attacks?" Ma Shuangcheng's bullet penetrated Dektel's body and blasted out wounds that were as big as a bowl. However, the wounds on Dektel's body did not shed a drop of blood, but instead, many small twisted tentacles grew. The tentacles wrapped around the wounds that were blown away. After only a few breaths, they quickly healed and looked as intact.
Zhang Channian stretched out his claws to grab the rushing Kuran Magic Dog, but the movement power of these Kuran Magic Dogs was far beyond those he encountered at that time. With one claw, he only grabbed a few wounds and brought out flesh with black pus and blood, but did not completely hinder the Kuran Magic Dogs. Instead, a Kuran Magic Dog opened his mouth and bit his calves and tore it, because he was already in a werewolf form almost two meters high, and the center of gravity was not very stable. The tearing pulled him out of balance and fell to the ground.
The remaining two Curran magic dogs, one left and one right, bypassed the people standing in front of Scott O'Hara, stepped on the rows of benches on both sides, jumped up and rushed towards Scott O'Hara.
"May the Father protect me, for we are not fighting against blood, but against the ruling, the ruler, the ruler, the spiritual demons in the sky." When Scott O'Hara saw these two demon dogs coming towards him, he hurriedly held his cross beads and recited the prayer of Ephesians 6, verse 12.
The two Culan Magic Dogs seemed to be extremely disgusted with Scott O'Hara's actions. When they were about to pounce on Scott O'Hara, they stopped and gave in.
It was this moment of pause that made Lao Bai and Linn on the side take action. Lao Bai rushed forward and climbed the mountain and rushed up to the Kuran Magic Dog near him. After a blow, he grabbed the Kuran Magic Dog's head and fell to the altar beside him.
Linn pushed Luo Xiaobei beside him to the bench on one side before the Kuran magic dogs launched an attack, then pulled out his long whip and threw it towards the other Kuran magic dog, wrapped around its hind legs, and then suddenly transmitted a crackling electric current. At the same time, he turned around and used all his strength to throw the Kuran magic dog, which looked four or five hundred pounds, back in the direction it rushed over.
Ma Shuangcheng still kept firing his guns to stop Dektel from walking slowly step by step. However, although he created a large number of wounds, he was still useless under Dektel's terrible recovery. He could not stop Dektel's approaching. Even though he clearly broke Dektel's arm with a shot, the arm was still picked up by the tentacles that emerged from Dektel's body.
"Damn... pure physical damage cannot stop her recovery ability. It seems that other means are needed." He glanced at Zhang Channian, who was still getting out of the Kuran Magic Dog, who was temporarily unable to break free, and then looked back at Lao Bai and Linn. The two Kuran Magic Dogs they deal with seemed to be far more capable than those they met in the forest. They seemed to be unable to resolve it smoothly for a while. At the same time, the two of them had to do something to prevent Scott O'Hara and Luo Xiaobei from receiving damage. It seemed that they could not help him in time, so he had to speak, "Zhu Jue, can your ability temporarily stop Durahan? I need some time to transform attributes for bullets..."
"Leave it to me." Zhu Jue, who had been holding his arms in front of his chest to watch the fun, nodded. He walked forward and met Dektel who was walking towards him, "It's time to show his real skills."
"Outsiders, don't struggle more." Seeing Zhu Jue standing in front of him, Dektair raised the huge sickle in his hand. "After you enter the town of Phil Grande, the only fate waiting for you is death. You can only blame you for not obeying my advice."
"Well, this big sister." Zhu Jue cleared his throat and pointed at Dektel's chest. Because he received the shooting of Ma Shuangcheng, although his body could be repaired, the black funeral suit on her was already ragged. It could only be said that she was barely hung on her body, revealing a plump and mature woman's body. "Look at you, you have all been exposed. After all, I am a normal man. Don't you feel shy if you show so much meat in front of me? Go back quickly and find a place where no one changes clothes. Don't worry, I won't record the matter of your exposure. After all, I still prefer younger age..."
Before he could finish speaking, a black light flashed by, and the sickle in Dektel's hand slashed towards Zhu Jue's neck.
Chapter completed!