Chapter 132: Nun and witch

"In addition to us, there are people here. They should be the nuns who came to the slum to catch witches." The demon hunter carefully looked at the footprints on the ground and pointed to the passage on the right: "But there is only one person's footprint, she We arrived here one step earlier and chose this path to move on."
　　The demon hunter looked back at Efilal: "In the fragments of the future, have you seen the clip about this nun? Can she lead us to the target?"
Before the witch could answer, the demon hunter made a choice. Even the worst choice is better than no choice. At this time, there is no time to hesitate: "Let’s follow her and see if we can find anything. There is time to stop the disaster before it spreads."
　　 The silver-haired witch nodded, indicating that she supported the demon hunter's decision, and picked up Altea who was panting next to her. Compared to the other witch, Efilar didn't seem to feel the sultry heat of the underground, and the whole person was still in good condition.
　　 The demon hunter stretched out his hand and brushed the hair sticking to his forehead, and looked at the ranger who was on guard a few meters away. The ranger would take off the hood he had been wearing, and sweat was flowing down his sideburns.
　　 "I listen to you, head, you have the final say, this task, the sooner it ends, the better." The ranger has had enough of the environment here, and doesn't want to stay for a minute.
　　 The demon hunter nodded, put his weapon on his shoulder, and walked into the passage first, waving it from time to time, and the flame on the blade flashed past and illuminated the whole passage.
　　 Ingrid hurriedly walked in the hot and humid underground passage. The fungus blanket that appeared from time to time in the passage made the nun feel like he was walking in the intestines of a huge monster. That pair of military boots with delicate patterns has been covered in mud, and its owner is holding a dim lighting crystal, trampling on the muddy ground.
　　 The nun's heavy gasping sound turned around in the passage. Ingrid used his right hand to support the wall of the passage and walked slowly forward. The heavy armor had long been abandoned in the previous chaos, and now only her long sword accompanied her.
　　Dips of red spread on the nun's soft armor, and the simple bandaged wound between her waist and abdomen continued to test her will with her activities.
"The great Witch King has boundless powers. Witch King, please save me from waiting and suffering, from plague, deceit, and temptation, save us!" The nun gritted her teeth and walked in the passage, chanting the holy nuns. Words: "Save us from the panic of the mutant species. Please grant the honor of Eternal Scar to the dead."
　　 The low prayers will be reproduced between Ingrid's throat, giving her spiritual support, but this can't replace her constantly passing life and physical strength. Ingrid is an excellent fighting nun. Although she has not served long on the Scarlet Shroud, her military exploits have made her stand out among the nuns.
　　 She understands that her body is on the verge of collapse, and she will probably lose her strength in the next minute, fall to the ground and die in painful struggle. There is no farewell ceremony, no Spring Festival tombstone, and no one even knows.
"There is no glory at all!" The nun clenched her teeth, her eyes filled with flames: "I must go out! The traitor must be punished, my sister must be warned, Lord Celestine must be known, shameful The traitor is hidden among us!"
　　 The demon hunter stroked the marks on the wall, grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground, and smashed it finely. The nun's condition was very bad. He found blood stains on the ground. If it wasn't for the nun who had been attacked here, or the previous wound had collapsed, judging from the amount of bleeding, the nun was seriously injured.
　　 "May the Witch King save her." The silver-haired witch Aifilal lowered her head in prayer, but this sentence caused Altea's dissatisfaction.
　　 "Don't forget, you are also a witch now, on the list of witch kings!" Although very dissatisfied, the witch still restrained her tone, because the other party was the one that the Witch Federation had been looking for for decades.
Efilal smiled: "Don't get excited, Artya, you can't expect me to completely abandon my previous identity in just a few months. I have been a nun for many years, and the Witch King is very In the world, they are indispensable. They are not completely evil."
　　 The witch Altya pressed her lips tightly, and did not answer the words of Ai Ferrar, but from the perspective of her refusal to support her, the witch obviously disagrees with the words of Ai Ferrar.
　　 Sister Ingrid is very tired, her body keeps sending out alarms to the brain, hoping to get a rest, but the nun understands that once she stops, she may never be able to stand up again. With a mission in her body, it was the chance that a dozen fearless sisters traded with their lives to give her a chance to escape from the traitor.
The traitor who needs to be destroyed is still in the world~EbookFREE.me~ She can’t die—at least not now, she can’t die like this: "Witch King, please give me another chance. In their eyes, you are death. The spokesperson of, will not let go of a desecrator!"
　　 In the hoarse voice, the nun strenuously took her own steps and walked forward.
　　 "Head, what do the nuns and witches you are talking about have anything to do with this disaster?" The ranger who was in charge of covering behind bothered him, taking advantage of the fact that there was no distortion to catch up, and asked the demon hunter his own question.
　　The question of the ranger caused the two witches to glance at the demon hunter silently, waiting for his answer. This is a very complicated issue. Fundamentally speaking, the battle between witches and nuns is the direct cause of this disaster that may destroy the entire city.
　　The interests of the two sides are different. The nuns' behavior has to some extent safeguarded the safety of the entire world, but the witches are obviously not willing to sit still. This problem has plagued all forces for many years. The witch and warlock, a profession that is naturally favored by chaos, is itself an unstable factor and often becomes the fuse of a chaotic erosion event.
But in order to prove themselves, the witches and warlocks have always been at the forefront in the battle against chaos, and paid a very tragic price. The warlocks line was almost interrupted in the last battle to clear the chaos pollution area. Inheritance.
　　 In addition to the nuns all over the world catching the children of disasters, the chaos inside also shows the precious spirit of jealousy like hatred and death like home. Although they often attack with allies, the Witch King behind them, but the group of people standing at the top of the world, no one can ignore their contribution in this battle to defend the world.
　　 Therefore, most of the forces have taken cold treatment to the existence of nuns and witches and turned a blind eye.