What Should I Do If I was Forced to Marry the Elf Queen

Halfway through, the vice-bishop coughed violently again, and when he tilted his head, he fainted.

"Master Bassen! Master Bassen!"

The big bald screamed twice in panic, and saw that the vice-bishop had fallen into a coma.

Then he raised his head and commanded in an extremely hateful tone:

"What are you doing in a daze! Go up! Take down that woman! Want to live!"

The big bald head clenched his fists.

"I will torture her myself!"

"Yes!"

A group of rebooting religious believers awakened like a dream, raising their swords in their hands, and slashing toward me in disorder.

"Scum!"

I condense the crimson psychic energy on the sword's edge, draw an arc in the air, and twist the sword energy around!

Zheng Zheng Zheng -

The sound of dozens of golden and iron strikes suddenly sounded, and a dozen of rebooting disciples retreated while being beaten by me.

"Brother Wu Ke.... Thank you for helping me send away those irrelevant people... Now I can finally settle the ledger with you!"

While speaking, pointed the tip of the sword upward.

"You guys don't even want to run today!"

106. The Great Broken Restriction Education (7)

Seeing me repelling the siege of more than a dozen people at the same time, the expression on the face of the big bald head was obviously dull for a moment.But he quickly recovered, and loudly commanded the religious believers holding the sword:

"Go! Go! Don't listen to her nonsense! Kill him for me!"

The big bald head danced and commanded.

Upon hearing the commander's command, the rebooters who were repelled by me quickly recovered from their previous consternation.Raise the weapon in his hand again and besiege me!

"I can't help myself!"

Seeing dozens of bright blades slashing towards me, I sneered.Lay the sword flat in one hand, quickly grabbed a few steps forward, and then instilled the crimson forest energy in the body, and released it out in a fan-shaped arc along the direction of the blade.

Suddenly, the blistering crimson sword aura condensed into an extremely pure piece that radiated from the blade, and fought against several messy chopping swords.Buzz the weapon made of fine iron!

"Get out of the way!"

I shouted violently, raised the tip of my sword, and took another step forward.

In an instant, with the sound of "ping-pong-pong", the weapons in the hands of several rebooters were shaken out by my sword qi, and their bodies swayed under the powerful impact of my sword, and they could not stand steady. , Fell towards the surrounding one after another.

Taking this opportunity, I lowered my figure and rushed out of the encircling net while holding my long sword horizontally.

Seeing that I had escaped from the defense, the big bald head was anxious and hurriedly shouted to the rest of the believers:

"Quick! Stop that woman! Don't let her run away!"

Hearing the leader's urging, the rest of the rebooting cultists hurriedly clenched their swords and chased after me.

I didn't panic about this, but stopped abruptly.He turned back abruptly, leaned down, held the long sword in both hands, and input the pure crimson psychic energy into it, and swung a sword aura toward the rebooting cultists who were chasing after him!

The rebooting believers obviously did not expect that I, who was being "hunted", would suddenly turn around. Naturally, there was no time to stop, and instead continued to move forward with inertia.

Seeing the awe-inspiring sword aura, some believers instinctively erected their weapons, or fled around to avoid them.But after all, I can't avoid this long-planned blow.

Because this sword aura, I calculated it right, and swung it toward the lower plate.

The goal is their legs.

Bang bang bang--

With a muffled sound of meat and silk collision.

The crimson sword qi that I dulled accurately hit the knees of the rebooters.

"Ahhhhh-"

Accompanied by a few "pleasant" crisp sounds, the screams sounded one after another in the front, endlessly.

The rebooters who were chasing me just now, all hugged their knees, and the ghosts were crying and rolling on the ground.

The reason for dulling the sword qi did not cut off their legs or directly killed them.Not because of compassion.But because I punished them otherwise.

After all, they are persecuting the people with their own wonderful and profound "dogma", and it is no longer a matter of a day or two to do evil.

Killing directly is not only cruel, but also too simple.These gangsters must not have a deep understanding of their atrocities.

Therefore, it is necessary to treat the human body in the same way as the human being.... Let them experience the harm of "fornication".

Thinking of this, I turned around and looked at the big bald head and Vice-Bishop Bassen, pretending to be puzzled:

"Brother Wu Ke..... I seemed to hear you just now...you are going to torture me yourself?"

"you you....."

The big bald head widened his eyes and looked at me incredulously.

It seemed that it seemed difficult for him to accept the fact that a little girl who seemed to him to be a lamb not long ago became a peerless master and instantly overturned dozens of people.

"What's the matter with Brother Bald? And Master Bishop? Didn't you just say that you want to smash my body? Why didn't you come?"

I looked at them pretending to be confused.

"If you don't do it anymore, I'm going to do it, Xiaoye!"

After I finished speaking, I raised the sword in my hand and walked in the direction of the big bald head.

"Wow! Don't come here!"

The big bald head was startled, and he dropped the Deputy Bishop Bassen in his arms and ran to the side, slipping into the crowded place.

Then he hid behind the other believers and ordered:

"Stop that woman...no...protect the vice-bishop!"

After speaking, he arbitrarily lined up the crowd and fled towards the exit.

Seeing the leader run away, plus witnessing the scene of the previous battle.

The rebooting believers all around showed hesitation and flinched.

Instead of attacking me, he retreated faintly.

Sure enough, it was still a group of untrained mobs.

In normal times, relying on the authority of religion and the multitude of people, it is okay to do evil and bully ordinary people who are alone.

However, once you encounter real danger, you will quickly lose cohesion and be on the verge of collapse.

This is the characteristic of most cult organizations.

In the face of such rabble crowds, you only need to show force to the greatest extent and defeat their courage, which will soon cause an avalanche collapse.

No matter how many people they have.

This is one of the classic conclusions that the old bastard concluded when he ended his decades of fighting career.

Now it looks really good.

But... when it is somewhat different from the theory.

My purpose now is not to defeat this mob.

But to catch them all!

Thinking of this, I once again raised the long sword in my hand and shouted:

"I said, don't even want to run today!"

After that, I mobilized the materialistic power in my body, constructed it in the way of "Five-Star Battle World Jue", and wrapped it with crimson psychic energy.Released from inside and outside the sword!

[Ability·Iron Curtain Barrier]!

I saw a crimson torrent pouring out from Cheka's blade, hovering and converging into a tornado-like shape, from the tip of the sword to the ceiling and roof.

Then a red transparent light curtain is formed on the ceiling, spreading around in the direction of the wall!

Seeing this scene beyond common sense, the rebooters in the hall showed horror on their faces.

"She... She is a witch! A magician!"

I don't know who shouted first.

Then the fear spread like a tide.

The red psychic energy pouring out like a flood is like the last straw to crush a camel, destroying the line of defense in the hearts of rebooters.

They could no longer muster the courage, and would never be willing to confront the extremely powerful "magic" in their hearts.

So they threw down their clubs and weapons, and fled towards the exit like an avalanche.

But how can I let these scumbags do what they want!

When the time was right, I clenched the hilt with one hand and slammed down:

"Accept the red sanctions!"

As the sword's edge pointed, the psychic curtain covering the ceiling immediately poured down, like a red iron wall, firmly attached to the wall, blocking every exit!

At the same time, the big bald head, eager to flee, bumped his head against the tight iron curtain barrier.

The translucent scarlet enchantment was like an insurmountable sky, blocking his escape route and completely blocking all his hopes.

"I said... Don't even try to run away!"

I put down the sword and declared to the rebooters.

107. The Great Breaking Restriction Education (8)

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The big bald head stood in front of the solid iron curtain barrier, banging hard against the barrier made of psychic energy.

But no matter how hard he tried, the seemingly transparent barrier still stood there motionless, showing no signs of shaking.

"Drive me! Drive me!"

He slapped desperately, squeezing the edge of the exit along with the following rebooters, punching and kicking at the strong barrier.

I did not hinder the futile behavior of the rebooters, but calmly walked to the rest of the guests.

After just screening, all the women and children have escaped.Except for a few elderly people who stayed in the hall, most of them were strong male nobles.

In terms of physical strength, their physical fitness is far better than that of the rebooters, and they have learned some swordsmanship and martial arts.Individuals even mastered the entry-level psionic method, with the strength of the trainee knight level.

It's not an exaggeration to say.... If strict discipline is added, these people will soon form an excellent army.

For ordinary generals, how to quickly knead their soldiers into a ball may be a headache.

But...For me who masters the power of materialism, this is not too difficult.

Because just as the old bastard said, the power of materialism is a weapon that can control people's hearts.

Once again, the [Political Commissar· Mobilization and Instigation] program was opened, and I shouted at the bewildered people in front of me:

"Gentlemen and gentlemen of Eisen City, do you remember how these rat-like cultists insulted us?"

With the blessing of materialism, my voice became high-pitched and provocative.

Coupled with my provocative words... the expressions of the men began to change, and gradually faded away from the panic and confusion they had just now, and became resolute.

"Not long ago, these despicable and shameless cultists humiliated us, belittle us, and hurt our dignity! Now...they want to leave like a rat in the gutter. ! Can we just let them go?"

The voice blessed by the supernatural power beats the nerves of the male nobles....The previous panic, doubt, unwillingness...and all negative emotions were seduced by this wonderful voice and amplified infinitely. .

Anger...unwilling...humiliation...numerous kinds of manic emotions breed in the heart, and rush to the forehead and into the blood vessels.

Quietly, they clenched their fists, tightened their foreheads, and their eyes revealed unstoppable anger.