Chapter 1351: Mother of the devil

In the eyes of the civilians who have heard of the fraternity, this mysterious assassin organization should be the kind of extremely low-key, secretly assassination of the enemy.
After all, the assassination profession is generally acting alone, paying attention to a "dark" word. They simply can't compete with the regular army. If they are too high-profile in action, they will only be executed on the spot.
However, the assassins who used to be members of the fraternity have always been scornful of this view.
Because only they know, what the real brotherhood assassin will do when performing tasks:
boom!
The fine sword of Ren You’s hand was suddenly shrouded in a flame, and under the beating flame, his feminine face was also reddened.
"Is this really an assassin's weapon?" Shen Wenchong couldn't help but vomit: "Have you used this kind of thing to assassinate?"
"The assassin is not an assassination, but an unscrupulous way to accomplish the goal. This sword is very suitable for assassination, as long as the scene is disguised as a fire after the end of the action."
Ren You’s statement sounds very reasonable, and the members of the guards at the scene are completely unable to refute. Between the talks, the thin, skinless demon, has climbed out of the forest, and the head wrapped in white mucous membranes has a half-faced mouth wide open, and three snakes stick out from the throat, covered with The body of the green scales keeps twisting.
"A quick fix, this kind of demon will become stronger and stronger, don't give him a chance to develop!"
The voice of Renyou has not fallen, the whole person has already flashed to the front of the demon, waving the burning sword, and drawing an x-shaped fire in front of him.
The fire is like a living dragon, rising from the blade and winding around the demon, igniting the flesh and blood exposed by the demon.
Accompanied by the roar of flesh and blood, Shen Wenchong, who just arrived at the demon's body, started the "ancient exoskeleton" on his body and raised his right ankle on the burning arm of the demon.
Hey!
A crisp sound, the devil's slender right arm was bent into a l-shape, and the left paw with fire swung forward. Shen Wenchong leaned down and slid through the top of his head with a stream of flames, burning a strand of hair.
"Get rid of it, don't let it regenerate!" Any swim said that it was a sword and brought a flame arc.
Compared with the demon prince in the underground base, the power of this demon is much weaker. Even if the Lord is not there, it should be solved here!
"trusus-ul-mel!"
The devil shouted in the language of hell, the flames on his body became fiercer, and the color of the flames turned blue and white.
Even if it was born in the flames of hell, it could not bear this roasting. While the devil was struggling, Shen Wenchong lifted a car-sized boulder from the woodland and threw it toward the burning demon.
boom!
The demon who was scorched by the flame, under this smash, suffered a comminuted fracture, and the dark ash was scattered around.
When Renyou raised his left hand, the flame on the demon suddenly went out, and the slender sword front directly broke into the devil's head, and the flame that had just extinguished on the blade broke out again.
The "industry fire" bursting inside the cranial cavity instantly destroyed the devil's consciousness. The flame spouted from the devil's eyes, nostrils and mouth, and there was also cyan smoke.
Looking at the devil's head turned into a black and gray ash, Renyou pulled out the fine sword and said to Shen Wenchong: "It's over."
"Ok……"
Shen Wenchong nodded, but suddenly a white light flashed in the line of sight.
He still doesn't know what happened, the pain has already erupted from his right leg, and Shen Wenchong fell to the ground. At the same time, there are other members of the Guards who have fallen to the ground. They have just completed the killing tour.
"what is this……"
Renyou looked down at the sharp spur that was inserted in his thigh. That thing is not only extremely accurate, but also like quenching. Immediately after the hit, he was deprived of his ability to act.
"Shen Wenchong, use your organ surgery device!" The physically weak travels, struggling to pull out the bone spurs on the legs.
"I don't have the strength!" Shen Wenchong dragged his injured leg and tried to stand up, but fell to the ground again.
The spurs don’t know what the poison is, and it has begun to make him aware. The scene in front of Shen Wenchong began to blur. He cast his full-eyed eyes on other people, but he saw that several other members of the Guards were already on the ground.
"See...ghost..."
Shen Wenchong’s voice became hoarse. He tried hard to move toward Renyou, and he began to twitch his limbs, but completely betrayed his consciousness.
Then the pain disappeared.
The scene in front of me turned into an innocent pure white, a female voice that sounded very fast, and smiled and asked him questions:
"You, why are you maiming my child?"
"That is...the devil..." Shen Wenchong, who is ambiguous, replied: "I must get rid of...the devil."
"They are not ‘devil’, it’s my child.

The woman’s voice is still brisk. It’s not like the pain of a lost child:
Don’t you see it? His face is still wrapped in a mask, just a newborn child, so you are killed. ""
"You are crazy." Renyou whispered.
Unlike Shen Wenchong, the willingness of the willingness to swim can still maintain a clear consciousness.
But when I saw the thing that appeared in the forest, Ren You still began to wonder if he had an illusion:
In the withered woodland, a fleshy flower is blooming, and the flesh-colored petals open outwards, revealing thousands of human arms that are constantly swaying.
Renyou closed his eyes and didn't want to see the grotesque picture with a disgusting beauty, but the female voice still swayed his eardrum, reminding him that it was not false:
"Don't be afraid, don't be nervous, I am the mother of resurrection, one of the twenty-one saints. All the Holy Spirit in this world is my child."
"Do you call that...the Holy Spirit?" Renyou coughed up.
"Although not the same race, although I am from different worlds, I am still looking for channels of communication. But since you have maimed my children..."
The "Mother of Resurrection" can't hear a bit of sadness in the tone. For example, the middle school girls who elaborated on the Spring Tour plan issued the final verdict to the members of the guards present:
"I will torture you to death, use your flesh and blood to breed new children, you have no opinion?"
"Monster..." Shen Wenchong's voice was so weak that he could hardly hear it.
In the pure white horizon, a drop of outward-diffusing plasma appeared, staining the original "white paper."
"..."
Shen Wenchong waved his fist with the last strength and hit the red one. His hand has not been lifted, and he has been unable to hang down.
He lost consciousness.