300 Heroes of the Comics

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After washing the dishes and staying with Esther until she fell asleep, Cao Shurui picked up the little silver sword she transformed into and returned to his bedroom.

"Today, there is no contact at all. Although I did tell them with my strength, I will not join any faction. But just let me stay outside like this... Do they not care about my leaking information? Or, in fact Someone was sent to watch me, but I haven't found it yet?"

With a slight smile, Cao Shurui took off his clothes and lifted the quilt.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter which one it is. As long as it doesn't hinder the transaction between me and Orpheus, let them go."

To be honest, unless it is fighting against enemies at the top ten level in multiple worlds, Cao Shurui has no interest in doing anything in this world now that Orpheus has no interest in fighting, and the great red who forced her out of the gap between dimensions has no interest in leaving the gap between dimensions. There will be no rivals.

"However, that Lord Demon King hides deep enough. What a [I'm just a mere demon king]. If the four major demon kings have the same strength as you, the fallen angels can share with you equally. Underworld?"

Even if it was only the moment when he dodged the incarnation of the white horse that leaked out his breath, it was enough for Cao Shurui to estimate the range of Sajex's strength.

Hiding clumsy or something, is it really the most common thing?

The water in this world looks absolutely deep.Since the demon king of the devil can think of hiding clumsiness, there is no reason why none of the bosses of other forces will do so.

"This world is really good. If there are so many strong people, I will definitely become stronger."

The physique of the godslayer is to become stronger in battle.

It's fine to fight a little, if there is a battle enough to wake up Cao Shurui's body, then he can definitely become stronger.

With his current state, the pursuit of becoming stronger is certain.Although he felt that he was strong enough to deal with the red dragon species now, but if he could become stronger, he would never miss this opportunity.

[...?What was it like just now? 】

When recalling the posture of the red dragon species in my mind, why do I always feel like I made a mistake?

"Forget it, go to bed. Anyway, there is still time."

……

The night got deeper and deeper.

"rustle"

Accompanied by a slight rubbing sound, two figures slowly appeared on the deserted street.

"Hahaha! Devil's breath, dirty breath!"

The thin man with sickly white hair shrugged his nose, and then let out a cheerful and manic sound.

He was wearing a coat embroidered with a cross, a black background with gold trim, and white trousers.Inside the coat is also a pure white shirt.

This kind of attire full of religious style will only appear on one kind of occupation.

—Father.

This seemingly young boy turned out to be a priest.

It's a pity, looking at the expression on his face that is sometimes serious and sometimes Yan Yi, it really makes people wonder if his clothes were stolen.

"Hey, can you walk faster! With your speed, the demons will run away when you reach it! Ah~ Could it be like this, you fallen saint, you are actually trying to let the demons go away , walking so slowly on purpose?"

"Hey, what a [kind] lady saint!"

With undisguised malice in his eyes, the priest cast his sharp gaze on the companions beside him.

Even if the whole body is covered under a black cloak, it is not difficult to judge the gender of this person just by seeing the curves of the body.

It was unmistakably a woman.

"Father Fried..."

as predicted.From the cloak, a slightly timid, crisp and soft female voice came out.

"Ha, I don't want to listen to you bitch, I'm so disgusted, I feel like I'm going to throw up my dinner. You guy, you are a saint transformed from your body, right?"

"You! How could you—"

"I said, I don't want to hear you talk!"

"Om-"

Following a wave of fluctuation, a white lightsaber was abruptly placed on the snow-white neck exposed between the gaps in the cloak.

Just like the kind of lightsaber that appeared in Star Wars, the young priest named Freed is holding such a lightsaber in his hand at this moment.Obviously, he is also from the other world.

"Shut your mouth and come with me quickly. Otherwise, I'll use it to carve patterns on your face."

The boy's voice was very cold.At this moment, there seemed to be a sticky fishy smell spreading from Freed's body.In the air, there seems to be a faint smell of rust.

Judging from this posture, the lives in his hands are definitely not one or two.

"..."

As if she was frightened by him, or because she didn't doubt that he could really do it, the girl under the cloak obediently closed her mouth.

Seeing this, the white-haired priest continued to walk, and the girl also trotted to catch up.

The direction they were heading was clearly the direction of Hyoudou Issei's and Cao Shurui's family.

"Hehehe, not only does it smell like a devil, but it also seems to have an even more pungent smell..."

It seemed that he was just walking, but the priest's steps were very fast.Not long after, he walked between Cao Shurui's house and Yicheng's house.