The electric drill ruthlessly penetrated the back of the Goth girl's head, and the drill bit exposed to the air looked like it was smeared with ketchup.
At this moment, Liang De suddenly remembered that he had not yet told this evil maid why he wanted to kill her.
Punishing someone for abuse without teaching them seems to be detrimental to male morality.
Seeing that the evil maid's soul had not yet dissipated, Liang De immediately sucked her back with a mouthful of highly concentrated natural divine power.
The goth girl who escaped from death immediately released the evil vengeance bound in the embroidery of her skirt. Eight pure black vicious ghost faces howled and rushed towards Liang De. She suddenly tore off the hair that was held by Liang De. Collar, hands and feet and fled towards the back.
Mr. Liang's end-of-life education speech was choked in his throat. He looked at the attacking black spirits and sighed. He waved and threw a few half-red and half-white hollow balls, accurately hitting eight pictures with malicious expressions. Black ghost face.
As soon as those red and white balls hit the resentful spirits in the air, they immediately split open and sucked in the eight black vengeance demons that had completed their final rituals.
These soul-catching balls are strange weapons that he created based on the principle of Oldman's soul-storage bottle in Dream of the Essence. They are specially used to capture the spirits carrying these vengeful demons, so as not to accidentally destroy them in battle. .
After all, they are all poor people who can't help themselves.
Poor people may indeed be hateful, but where can you find a perfect poor person?
It would be fine if the evil sect's repayment of blood with blood was simply because they mourned their misfortune and were angry that they would not hesitate to help the weak. However, their main purpose is to gain youth and beauty through the ritual of bathing in the blood of the weak, and their revenge of destroying families at every turn is just that. In order to enhance the power of evil spirits.
The women who were domestically abused, the students who were bullied, the vendors who were extorted, the disabled beggars who were controlled... they were all just victims who completed the ritual to obtain youthful beauty and extraordinary power.
When Liang De used an electric drill to drill through the Goth girl's forehead, he used the two-phase telepathy method to search her memory, and the information he got made him feel extremely sick.
I originally wanted to scold you a few words first...
Not taught but punished for abuse?
I think you can't teach me well, so just torture me.
Liang De stretched out the inner energy tentacles of his natural divine power and pulled back the evil maid who had been "resurrected from the dead". The blue decoration electric drill steadily output work, and the flesh and blood scattered like a hawthorn being thrown into a wall-breaking machine.
The delicate white skin of the evil maiden disintegrated and fell off under the high-speed rotation of the drill, revealing an ugly face that was old and full of scars.
There was an explosion in the air, and the artillery attack jointly released by more than a dozen evil maids had finished chanting, and a thick black and red artillery attack shot across the air towards Liang De.
Liang De tilted his head and passed the black-red bombardment beam fired from the front, and then threw out the Gothic girl in his hand with all his strength. When he took it off, he stuffed a set of specially made by the Maritime Science Department into her skirt. An enhanced version of the steel sand explosive bomb.
The Goth girl who had her head pierced and rolled up was like a black bowling ball, whizzing over a dozen dining tables, spinning and knocking down a dozen singing companions in the back row before exploding with a bang.
The dazzling firelight and splashing steel sand transformed the three or four evil maids who had no time to defend or dodge into the shape of dark chocolate wafers, crispy and fluffy.
Liang De was arranging the black tie with his left hand, and slowly moved forward with the decoration electric drill in his right hand. The crimson maidens in the sunglasses raised their skirts in panic, and hundreds of screaming black ghost faces flew from the embroidery on the skirts. came out, forming a ghost-faced shield wall.
The black-red shelling beam did not dissipate after being avoided by Liang De, but instead wriggled and hovered in the air like a living creature.
The black-red beam was like a mutated, bloated roundworm, twitching and shrinking, its skin wrinkled into deep flesh folds, and the highly corrosive viscous juice slid down from the flesh folds in large groups.
After a short period of energy accumulation, the black and red bloated roundworm ejected towards Liang De at a faster speed than before.
Liang De jumped into the air to dodge the attacks of the black and red bloated roundworms. The intensity of his extraordinary power was only that much. The problem was that it was too disgusting.
I finally managed to dress up in a formal suit and tie and act like a thug and gentleman today. If I get drenched in the juices of this fat worm, I will never be able to be a delicate boy again.
I, Nicholas Liang, don’t do this.
He vibrated the muscles on his body to control the airflow and float in the air. Thinking about his next strategy, he glanced at his partner Li Zhixian in another battle zone.
The collar of the white shirt she wore under her captain's uniform was stained with blood, and the rain of blood in the air was still dripping.
Li Zhixian grabbed the ankle of a beautiful boy in black overalls and started to hit him from one end of the tea party to the other without blinking. A pair of thick-soled military boots stepped on the obsidian floor. A footprint, stone chips flying.
One by one, Li Zhixian grabbed those frail shota-looking evil god attendants and blasted them upward with a volley hammer. The remaining ceiling in the basement seemed to be stained with more than a dozen durian-shaped mosquito blood.
She picked up the weak-looking young man wearing black knee-high socks and smashed it down on the champagne tower in the center of the tea party, smashing the five-layer crystal goblet that had not yet been filled with champagne.
The evil god's waiter's head smashed down the long fire-stone table covered with a white tablecloth with a bang. The personal magic circles used to buffer defense were instantly destroyed by the ferocious violence. The beautiful boy with a feminine face collapsed on the ground and gasped. Like a hairspring.
"I'll let you wear a fucking copycat!"
Li Zhixian rolled up his sleeves and was about to go up to finish the job when he heard the weak, half-dead young man on the ground struggling and saying:
"The ugly men's clothing... I designed it myself. I am not a copycat..."
Li Zhixian looked at the blood-red figure on the ground through his sunglasses, and kicked him up to the ceiling, making him look like the same shape as the previous church members who had gone up to heaven.
"I let you drink such damn good champagne, how can a pretty boy get so much money!"
The black-red bloated roundworm once again passed by Liang De. It hit the black ghost-faced shield wall in front of the remaining seven or eight evil maidens, absorbing more dark magic and resentment from it, and then bounced back. Liang De in the air.
Liang De has used the Innate Gangqi Moon Style to cut off this roundworm four or five times, but each time a large amount of black energy quickly emerges from the facial features densely covered on the ghost-faced shield wall to repair the bloated roundworm's injuries.
Good guy, it's a disgusting thing that can regenerate at super speed.
The key is to destroy the ghost-faced shield wall that continuously provides dark magic power, but doing so will inevitably scatter the spirits of the vengeful demons that make up the shield wall, so Liang De has not taken action yet.
Li Zhixian took out the heart-shaped vanity mirror case from his hunting suit pocket, opened it and held it up high.
"Give me power, He-Man!"
I told you not to shout out your famous lines when you transform!
I'm going to call the police in disguise next time you do this!
Li Zhixian raised her head in the pure white magic. Wearing a magical girl's dress, she raised her two-foot-long ax gun. Nine pure white magic arrays lit up the gun body from beginning to end, and contained terrifying bombardment light balls in the ax gun. Front-end convergence.
She pointed her ax gun-type magic weapon straight ahead, and the target of the bombardment was the ghost-faced shield wall blocking the evil maid.
Li Zhixian, the first-class captain of the Evil Disaster Bureau, has never been a soft-hearted woman.
The ghost face, the incarnation of the evil demon of revenge, trembled under the huge pressure of magic power.
This may not be a necessary sacrifice, but her eyes did not waver in the slightest.
Article 7 of the Combat Discipline of the Evil God and Magical Disaster Management Bureau Magical Girls Unit:
Under no circumstances will any hostage threats be accepted.
The pure white light ball at the front of Li Zhixian's ax gun became brighter and brighter, as if something extremely dazzling was about to break out of the light ball.
Liang De stood between the upcoming bombardment magic and the revenge evil.
He turned his back to Li Zhixian and lit a menthol cigarette in his lungs.
"Just wait a moment and let me try."
