An hour and a half before dawn, Ye Qi sat on Groning's back, floating in the air, and Groning, whose flames were hidden all over his body, was like a black elf. Under Ye Qi's comfort, he was quietly bathed in the hazy moonlight without a trace of sound; below, the black-clad deacons belonging to the Inquisition of the Holy See are busy-

The bodies hanging on the cross or those who were seriously injured and died were gathered together, and firewood began to accumulate below, and the flames were filled with rolling black smoke, swallowing these local residents. There was no wailing, but only the moans or almost inaudible curses of the flesh and bones deformed under the flames. For the bodies or those who were seriously injured and died, this was already the greatest expression of their dissatisfaction and resentment.

Wrapped with the thick smell of smoke and dust, he walked up leisurely, completely turning the already hazy moonlight. Ye Qi sat upright on Groning's back, looking at the three super-large stolen racks that were laid down below. He lowered his head slightly, and his eyes were wide open. After learning that Wulin District had lost contact, he understood what the residents would end there would be. After all, for the people of the Holy See, especially those from the Inquisition, there were only two kinds of people, believers and heresies; the former needed to accept pious punishment in the corresponding rules, while the latter had to be eliminated by various cold means.

There is no so-called kindness or mercy. For heretics, no means of blame is required. It is a right granted by God. After tearing off the mask of hypocrisy, people themselves are more terrifying than any existence, especially after another name of "directly pointing to the heart", they will be without any scruples.

Just like now, on three giant stolen racks, the number of corpses or serious injuries and deaths accumulated over 500 - almost more than half of the population in Wulin District; Wulin District is a small place that only relies on Chunlin District, Xialin District and Shenglin District, and even one town: the mechanical town; therefore, if you are serious, it is wrapped in three major areas. It has a connection with each place and is a transportation hub-like location.

The reason why it is a transportation hub, not a fortress, is because of the compromise between the three greatest forces of Lorrant - in fact, about six hundred years ago, a castle was once here: Tika Castle; but as time went by, the fall of the royal power and the rise of the divine power, Tika Castle had already moved away from here and was located three hundred kilometers south of its original location.

Then, with the emergence of the Supreme Government, this Fort Tika, which is nominally still in the Forest of the Forest of the Forest of the Three Major Regions, was also included in the Forest of the Forest of the Three Major Regions; that is, the flat and wide-ranging view of the Forest of the Three Major Regions is a place without any dangers. In fact, even if a castle fortress is given to the Forest of the Forest of the Forest, they cannot defend it. Most of the people living in the Forest of the Forest are people who like machinery or have fanatical ideas about mechanical transformation, they hate war and fight, and basically have no good impression of the three major forces, especially the Holy See.

After all, in that era of ignorance, the stolen racks established by the Holy See were not only witches, dark wizards and dark creatures, some people who were interested in machinery and even were mechanical pioneers. They were also treated as heretics and sent to the stolen racks.

However, today is just a re-enactment, and there is no difference from more than 300 years ago. Of course, if you insist on saying the difference, then half of the people will escape - because they are sensitive to machinery and cultivated. The engineers of the Wulin District Machinery Town are very popular with the highest government. With high-paying employment, many people will be happy to go; even there are people from the Machinery Town in Xiake.

Of course, it is more because of the master of Mechanical Town where Decaith Colt, the Mechanical Town master, is there - exploration and learning. Mechanical Town people always have such good habits; no matter what, these people escaped their lives in this war, but they don’t know what expressions they would look like after they learned that their hometown was damaged, relatives and friends were killed...

"Groning, do you know? The teacher once told me that there is nothing wrong with ordinary people; and for a long time, I also think so, ordinary people work from sunrise to sunset, pay a monthly salary, brag and drink with friends at the bar on weekends, and generally speaking, it is very pleasant!"

Ye Qi patted Groning's neck, raised his head and looked at the increasingly hazy moon in the thick smoke, and his voice slowly spoke like memories.

"However, when I opened my eyes in this world, the hideous scene told me that if I want to die, just go to ordinary things! Unconsciously, if you close your eyes, you will leave forever. This is the price of ordinary things, and you cannot decide. So, I hope to become stronger, at least be able to control my own life and death, and at least, I can escape in dangerous moments, or run faster than others!"

"Actually, I have been a very timid person since I was a child. I remember one time when I went to smash someone's window, my legs were trembling before I could even do it, and my palms were sweating. After I slap my teeth, I was even more scared and told me clearly. Then, the teacher scolded me and got beaten home again. To be honest, the belt was so painful that I was thrusting!"

Groni twisted his neck, his big black eyes, full of doubts - although he had good wisdom, Groning obviously could not understand what his master said at this moment; after all, in its heart, whoever dared to use a belt to suck it with a belt, would burn the other party to ashes.

Looking at the look that his mount didn't understand, Ye Qi smiled slightly, touched the wisp of mane on the other person's forehead, and did not stop, and continued, "But after being beaten, I had no other awkward thoughts in my heart - yes, I smashed someone's glass, and then got scolded, and then beaten. This is a fair equivalent exchange, nothing wrong with it, at most I was nervous in the early stage and didn't take more initiative; and afterwards, everyone still smiled when they met. Although it was extremely hypocritical, at least we were all alive!"

"It's not like them, even if they die, they can't rest in peace!"

Ye Qi stretched out his hand and pointed, not far from the stolen frame. An altar that had been built was slowly lit up - this is a magic circle based on the magic art [purifying evil], and according to the Holy See, it is naturally the magic art altar; its main function is to decompose negative energy, and the most basic structure of the soul is negative energy.

"Their death is a dedication. It is bound to be rewarded; they can no longer enforce this right, and I think we should help them; what do you think, Groning?"

Ye Qi looked at the night sky above his head again, with a cold expression, but there was a heat in his heart, burning like fire. As a demon hunter, Ye Qi has not seen life and death, and even the people and dark creatures he slaughtered were countless; but this was the first time he faced the scene of civilians being slaughtered.

And, the first time, it is often so shocking.

As a fairly qualified and sometimes even called an excellent witch hunter, Ye Qi could not imagine how to fight against unarmed and weak civilians - even a misunderstood witch hunter can run and laugh when facing the rotten tomatoes thrown over, without caring about such behavior, unless it is some malicious existences; to put it bluntly, perhaps because of the research of various machinery, they will become indifferent and rigid, and speak with data, but they are completely harmless people.

Even Ye Qi could imagine that when facing the Holy See's army, these people in the forest-free area must have turned a blind eye to the outside world and continued to study. Until the other party broke in, they had not reacted, but just questioned the other party; and then, the last moment of their lives came-

‘Having the ability to arm yourself as a lion, then you must act like a lion, otherwise you will still be killed as a sheep!’

When Master Dikescolt was guiding him to transform his gun, a word he occasionally said suddenly appeared in Ye Qi's heart, and then the corners of his mouth were slightly raised - a smile that could not be said to be a sense of perception or indifferent appeared on his face. Two wisps of flames appeared out of thin air, rotating around Ye Qi's raised palm. After just one breath, a fireball with a diameter of one foot appeared out of thin air on Ye Qi's palm, rotating at high speed, and the fireball became bigger and bigger.

"Oh, Groning, are you going to play with it?"

Looking at the different [Fireball Technique] from the past, Ye Qi glanced at the mount that was proudly in front of him, and then threw the fireball in his hand down.

Yeqi sat on Groning's back, floating in the air at a height of about one hundred yards. The fireball that came out of his hand was only one foot in diameter, less than two feet in diameter. However, after the distance of about one hundred yards, the diameter of the fireball had reached thirty feet. The heat waves rolled, and the night sky suddenly brightened, and the oppressive feeling of the sun falling made the black-clothed deacons below shout loudly.

In fact, when the fireball flew out of Ye Qi's hand and fell, with a diameter of five feet, the black-clothed deacon below had already noticed it, and the light of the magical arts blocked the fireball's way forward. However, no matter which magical art it was, it was useless in front of this fireball, and it could not even be blocked slightly; at most, it was the emitting moonlight that made the night sky brighter.

Under the scorching oppression, the deacons in black gave up their original attack and began to flee in scattered - they obviously understood that if they were to stop it, they were just a mantis arm to block the chariot; every deacon in black was not shy about their escape, because in "The Sayings of God", their "God" once told them that they could defeat them only by being prepared.

They are just going to prepare now, so how can they be said to be running away?

However, obviously, they underestimated the power of this huge fireball-

boom!

As the earth within a radius of ten kilometers was trembling, a huge fireball hit the ground straight, and the flame waves rose and rushed around. The black-clothed deacons who were escaping the flames without even screaming. And further away, the scorching high temperature twisted the space, and the original flowers, plants and trees turned yellow, dry, and twisted in this high temperature, and then a "huh" sound without fire spontaneously ignited.

The flames burned on the trees one by one, making the trees look like they turned into large torches, illuminating the surrounding ground, and at the same time, the painted black night sky was printed with the hazy moonlight in the sky, the hissing fire on the ground, and the gray-white and red interweaving, one person and one horse were clearly visible.

The muscles were distinct and strong. The black mane floated down, and the noise made people tremble all over, as if they saw a ferocious beast galloping among the mountains; and on the back of such an existence, there was a figure sitting upright; the black windbreaker roared in the heat waves of upturns. The blurred face exuded a biting chill, which made the black-clothed deacons who were turbulent caused by the explosion subconsciously tremble.

"Sinner, you know..."

A priest with swords shouted at Ye Qi, but before he could finish his sentence, Groning was a loud noise; then, the fire that was still burning on the ground seemed to have come alive, swallowing the priest with swords; not only this priest with swords, but the rest of those who belong to the Holy See entered the rhythm of being chased by the fire, and the winner was naturally the priest.

A scream and a wailing sounded in his ears. Without any strangeness to Ye Qi, he looked at his mount in surprise, as if he had known his mount for the first time. Faced with his master's gaze, Groning raised his horse's head high, and his smug look was beyond words.

The control power of flame is very strong, and the ability to gather flames is stronger!

Ye Qi evaluated his mount very considerately - unlike the domineering behavior of the Sun Fire after the trigger of [Yang Yan], but the flame in front of him had unimaginable devouring power, especially under the support of flesh and blood, it was almost like sparks that spread out, and it was out of control.

Is the nightmare born on the battlefield also applicable to the battlefield?

Thinking of this problem, Ye Qi subconsciously patted the neck of his mount. This intimate action made Groni even more proud. As its four hooves danced, he rushed to the low altitude and then made a clear inhalation action. The flames below immediately paused, as if time had stopped, frozen, and remained motionless.

call!

When the inhalation action is completed and the exhalation action begins, the original flames are like gasoline pouring on it, and it rushes up to more than ten feet, and the speed of chasing the remaining personnel of the Holy See is several times faster. As for the power? The clergy of the Holy See can still scream and wail, indicating that the passing of their lives is now silent.

The flames were burning, and everything in the world turned into ashes in it. Whether it was the happiness, sorrow, or the unwillingness to be willing to hate, they all turned into dust. In the soul - Ye Qi's [Blind Fighting Perception], the fluctuations with the aura of holy light disappeared very thoroughly, without any remnants. Just like these people did before, Ye Qi completely returned them to them.

Turning over and dismounting, Ye Qi walked towards the three tent racks that had already been extinguished, and kept besieging the city here in a big circle without any external flames burning. He directly gave Ye Qi a path. Groning might not be able to understand the deepest feelings in his master's heart, but he was still clear about what his master wanted to do. At least, it knew that the corpses here were not suitable for "fuel", even if these "fuels" were no different from other "fuels" in Groning's opinion.

clang!

The Yanmo Sword was unsheathed like a thunderbolt flashing. Even surrounded by flames, it was extremely bright and dazzling. It was so dazzling that it could not be seen directly. Flipped his wrist and the sword rushed down. The Yanmo Sword's blade penetrated straight into the soil on the ground. In the buzzing sound caused by the countless trembling of the blade, the soil on the ground flew up with the blade pulling out, and a deep pit that just could flood many corpses appeared there.

Crazy...

The soil fell from mid-air, mixed with some gravel, and fell straight into the deep pit, flooding the corpses that shouldn't have existed.

There was no tombstone, only a huge tomb bulge. After Ye Qi stood there for about a few seconds, he had to reach out and put his hand in his pocket and took out the unbearable "Witcher's Crown". The blood-colored crystal was grabbed by Ye Qi as soon as it appeared.

"Some things can be eaten, some things cannot be eaten! However, countless foods that can be eaten will appear in front of you soon..."

Ye Qi felt the restlessness of the "Witcher Crown" and couldn't help but turn around and walk towards Groning, who was blasting fire everywhere. The charred corpse of Chaos Fire could not attract the attention of "Witcher Crown", and the modified body could not attract the favor of "Witcher Crown". Although there were still many remaining blood among the innocent dead civilians, compared with the former two, even if the latter aroused the desire of "Witcher Crown", Ye Qi would not allow it.

It's not hypocrisy, it's just the bottom line.

Fortunately, from the moment he decided to do this, blood-carried corpses would appear in a constant stream.

"Dream, nightmare!"

In front of Groning was a monk. His white linen robe was already ragged and full of burnt marks. The holy fire that emerged from his body was also retreating in the seemingly ordinary flames. The monk's face was full of despair - just like the expressions that appeared on the pagans when he ordered the massacre of those pagans, but at that time, his heart was full of sacred and pleasure, but at this moment he was panicked.

Especially when I saw the "horse" opposite, there was a strong sense of abuse flashing in my agile eyes, this fear reached a limit - death, sometimes not terrible; what was terrible is death like a cat playing with a mouse; death is a relief after suffering from torture.

There are many ways to torture, and there are countless tortures. However, only the creatures staring at nightmare in legend can understand what despair is like - countless nightmares, like endless torture, without death, but life is worse than death.

This ascetic was obviously thinking about this, and he definitely did not want to face such a scene - because, according to that legend, after being hunted by a nightmare, he did not even have the chance to go to the Kingdom of God, and could only struggle in the purgatory constructed by a nightmare until the moment when the nightmare died.

However, such moments are basically endless - because no one has ever known the lifespan of nightmare.

The evil spirits on the battlefield will be immortal as long as there is war.

Gronin looked at the despair of the "fuel" in front of him and tasted the fear on the other party. It was extremely comfortable. If he hadn't sensed that his master was thinking of coming, he would have tasted this kind of taste comfortably. But since the master was here, although he was reluctant to leave, the game should still end.

With Groning's heart moving, the flames burning on the other party immediately became several times fiercer. The holy fire that seemed to be able to compete with the flames was instantly swallowed up.

"etc!"

Ye Qi's voice came out, and Groning was stunned and looked at his master in confusion. Although he was puzzled, his movements did not continue. The flames soared into the air and penetrated into Groning's two nostrils, just like other flames around him.

"Sinner, you..."

The ascetic who escaped from death was a little dull, and then he instinctively pointed at Ye Qi and shouted loudly; however, after the light of the sword ended, the "Witcher's Crown" jumped up in the blood splattering, and started to drink happily; the cheerful rhythm even caused ripples on the entire crystal.

“That’s not something to eat!

Standing in front of the "Witcher's Crown", when he watched his mount open his mouth and bite at the "Witcher's Crown", Ye Qi patted the other party's forehead lightly, and Groning immediately looked at his master aggrievedly. For Groning, it would be a loss to know whether he could eat it or not. He had not eaten it yet. In the past, at least he would be beaten until he finished eating it.

"It's not the carpet, table, sofa, water cup that you used to bite and spit out and then spit out... If you eat it, you will definitely be indigestion!"

Ye Qi patted his mount again, with a hint of helplessness in his tone - this is not a scare, but a fact; although Groning has the bloodline of a nightmare, this bloodline is just a sliver, not a real nightmare with no body, but flesh and blood; and for the "Witcher Crown" who has been burned at this moment, except for him, any existence with flesh and blood is like a natural enemy.

Of course, you must touch the other party's blood, otherwise, it will be just a blood-colored crystal.

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