Witch Monastery

Boom boom boom——!

The roar of marble being twisted and decomposed was heard, and even the floor of the second floor was shaking. Regolas turned his head and looked behind him in shock, and found that he had underestimated the power of the opponent's magic!

Damn it, how did this guy become so strong now? !

Didn't Shapiro also say that this guy was able to destroy the Lord of the Abyss because he took advantage of an opportunity?

Oh, I see, this must be his last struggle. The smoke here is too thick, he can't breathe, he must be dying!

Oh, wait, I'll kill you!

In a rage, Regolas didn't want to leave at all. His mind automatically and frantically generated words to deceive himself. Then he spread his wings again, flapped them vigorously, and accelerated to fly towards another stone pillar in the distance!

Haha, I wonder how long you can hold on!

Downstairs, Hawthorne, who was wearing a mask, did feel a little short of breath, but it was still far from his limit. He didn't know that Regolas was now in a state of rage and dementia, so he was a little anxious at the moment.

What if this guy suddenly realizes that he can't beat me and chooses to run away?

As an old player who knows the true level of Regolas, he knows very well that this guy can't beat him now. But he can fly, teleport, and teleport to another world, so if this guy wants to escape, he will have no way to stop him!

We must kill him quickly before he changes his mind!

With this thought in mind, he then communicated with the other creature in his body through telepathy: "

Shannasa, it's up to you!"

Behind his shoulder, a tiny beholder slowly emerged. The surrounding fire and smoke made it uncomfortable, but it still nodded its main eye firmly to indicate yes.

Taking a deep breath of the choking air, Hawthorne aimed at the round marble column where Regolas was hiding and fired another explosion of magic energy!

These stone pillars are used to bear weight. Destroying too many of them may cause the entire theater to collapse, but he can't care about all that now. He must kill him as soon as possible!

Boom boom boom boom——!

The magic energy exploded and hit the stone pillar, causing a loud explosion. This time, the entire theater building was shaking.

Behind the stone pillar, Regolas sneered. In his angry heart, he had no intention of retreating. He then spread his wings and took off again: "Go to hell!"

As he spoke, he had completed the spell and the hand gesture, and four flaming arrows shot out from his hands, pointing directly at Hawthorne's head.

Whoosh whoosh—

In response, Hawthorne's eyes lit up, and he did not dodge or avoid it. He then shouted: "Good opportunity, Shannasa!"

Not only did this guy not run away, he even had the guts to fight back against me!

Haha, that’s great!

Hawthorne was ecstatic. At the same time, through the connection between his mind and magic power, tremendous magic power was madly injected into Shannasa's body!

"scare!"

After receiving the infusion of magic power, the little eye demon screamed. Without using the eye stalk, a thick gray ray shot out from its main eye that was as big as an adult's fist!

Chapter 497 Chaos

"Absorb Elements!"

Hawthorne chanted the spell to absorb the elements again, allowing the four flame rays to hit him. The five-ring false life provided him with a thick protective force field, and he was not afraid of getting hurt at all.

In contrast, Regolas in mid-air had no resistance to Shannasa's rays!

The gray ray entered his mind and instantly destroyed all his mental defenses. His ferocious expression suddenly froze, his brain felt dizzy, his wings that had just been flapping flexibly suddenly stiffened, and his body could not help but fall from the height of the second floor!

boom--!

He hit the ground heavily, stirring up a large cloud of dust. His body began to twitch, and he did not completely lose consciousness, but the rays formed by Hawthorne's magic and Sanasa's special magic organ almost made him lose control of his body!

"Good chance, Sanasa, keep going!"

Seeing that he was unconscious, Hawthorne roared and injected magic power into Shannasa's body again, while he rushed forward.

The little eye demon was already showing signs of fatigue at this moment, but it still persisted, and an invisible ray of telekinesis shot out from its main eye again!

Om-!

A huge force field enveloped Regolas' body, pulling him towards this side. Sanasa was visibly exhausted, but she still persisted, waving her eyestalks, controlling the connection between herself and the telekinetic ray, and pulling Regolas' body towards this side at a rapid speed!

"Uh……"

Regolas gradually regained consciousness, but what he saw was Hawthorne, who was already in front of him, and his words that seemed to have magic power: "Purification!"

laugh--

The next moment, the sharp double-headed sword slashed at his back, slicing through one of his wings. The dazzling purifying light instantly covered his body, and then began to invade his soul!

Regolas' pupils suddenly contracted, and an intense fear struck his heart, causing him to tremble uncontrollably!

what is this?

No, my soul is far away in the eighth layer of hell, the world called "Kania"!

Why do I feel my soul tremble? Why do I feel the crisis of my soul being wiped out?!

What kind of power is that white light? !

No, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die——!

“Lord Mephistopheles——!” At the moment of his death, this conspirator who had organized countless conspiracies and stirred up countless undercurrents in Liber Harbor finally revealed his most cowardly and ugly side, “Save me——!”

However, his cry for help brought no results. In the milky white purifying light, his body disappeared completely.

In the darkness, the incarnation of Mephistopheles suddenly turned around and looked across the wall at the place where Regolas died, with obvious astonishment in his eyes.

what happened?

Wait, where are my men?

He was not sure, so the incarnation stayed where it was, while his real body, which was far away in Kania, the eighth layer of hell, began to search for the mark of Regolas.

After a while, he was extremely shocked.

Gone... all gone, nothing left, the mark of Regolas' soul was completely purified!

Who could erase the soul of the demon that was branded in my world without me noticing? !

Thinking of that possibility, his heart suddenly trembled slightly.

That is something that only true gods with medium or higher divine power can do!

No, not only that, even a god of medium power would find it extremely difficult to do this quietly. To do this safely, only a true god with great power could do it!

There is a true god with truly powerful divine power who is right here, and he has personally dealt with a little-known demon like Regolas and wiped out his soul!

No, no

Maybe, a god with such powerful divine power would never be so bored as to do such a trivial thing, he must have other plans!

This must be a warning to me. The true God must have noticed my traces!

Thinking of this, Mephistopheles was immediately horrified. Inside the theater, his avatar turned around, and the shadow of his body exploded into a sky full of stars, and then disappeared without a trace.

He was teleported to other places. There was no other way. If he didn't behave himself immediately, that powerful god, who was unknown to me, would deal with him personally!

……

At this time, outside the theater, whether it was the actors who were still wearing their performance costumes, or the young nobles who were only covered with a bed sheet and were almost naked, all of them were shivering in the biting cold wind, looking at the smoke-filled building in front of them with expressions of tension and fear.

None of them had expected that what was supposed to be a grand and revelry night would turn out to be so horrible. Many of them had fallen and bruised while running just now, and even if they were lucky enough not to fall, now standing outside naked like this was almost a complete loss of face.

Only a very small number of people who had not had the chance to start were able to barely retain their dignity.

Every noble son was gritting his teeth, secretly cursing what the Casalante family had done this time. How could there be a sudden fire and such a big noise?

In the distance, the guards of various nobles also rushed over, shouting their masters' names, and joined them. Then they took off their own clothes and put them on their masters, trying their best to make them feel better.

Most of the guards found their masters, but a few could not find their corresponding personnel. These guards could not help but feel worried, but looking at the building with flaming flames and billowing smoke, and thinking about their monthly salary of only thirty or forty gold coins, it seemed not worth risking their lives for this, so they could only pretend to be anxious and continue searching everywhere outside the building.

Just as the nobles were still in shock, a series of lights suddenly shone from afar, along with a variety of noisy inquiries: "What happened here? What caused the fire?"

"We are deeply saddened by the fire at the famous Casalante Theatre..."

"Excuse me, sir, can I spare a moment of your time? I would like to interview you."

"Hello, young lady. I remember you are the lead singer of the Blue Star Opera Company. Are you performing here tonight? What happened just now?"

……

A large group of reporters rushed into the crowd with pens and paper, asking questions one by one, describing and recording their own observations, the contents of which were full of malicious speculation and imagination.

Some members of the art troupe hesitated, but under the strong questioning of the reporters, they had to answer some of the questions; while the nobles' faces changed drastically, and they began to shout loudly: "Guards, drive them away! Don't let them get close to here!"

"Where's the carriage? Where's my carriage? Let's go, we'll leave now!"

Are you kidding? If this picture appeared in tomorrow's newspaper, their family would lose all face!

Therefore, no matter what, they had to leave the scene as soon as possible and absolutely could not let these reporters who were like hyenas eating scavengers get to them!

The nobles were shouting and cursing non-stop, the scene was in chaos, and some people began to rush towards the stables by any means necessary, even losing a lot of their clothes.

Soon, a huge carriage rumbled out from the direction of the stable and sped along the street into the distance. Reporters, dancers, guards, and others along the way hurriedly dodged, and the scene suddenly became a mess again.

In the end, although no one was hit head-on by the carriage, countless people tripped, fell, or even trampled on each other. Many people who were not injured by the fire were seriously injured at this moment.

The scene was in chaos for a while, and the sound of curses and swearing was endless. At this moment, many nobles no longer cared about being elegant, and countless people raised their fists and used violence. The depravity and ugliness of countless people were exposed at this moment. I am afraid that even if the gods in the sky saw it, they would have to shake their heads and sigh.

At this moment, a magical call suddenly sounded, and it was like the sound of nature in this area: "Please don't panic, stand still, the Sisters of Life will heal your injuries."

Chapter 498 The Sword That Seals the Devil

When everyone looked up, they saw a beautiful nun wearing a luxurious milky white nun robe with gold edges. She had a slender and proud figure and was flying from mid-air, emitting a gentle glow.

She brought her gentle light here, dispelling the cold for everyone, so that people no longer had to endure the suffering of the cold wind.

At the same time, on the surface, a beautiful nun wearing a thick black nun robe but with an equally impressive figure was walking towards this side quickly.

She had a strong aura and spoke with invisible magic, which made people obey her involuntarily: "Please disperse. Where are the injured? The nuns of the Church of the Goddess of Life can treat them. Please cooperate with us!"

Behind her, a team of about a dozen combat nuns from the life realm, also wearing thick black nun robes, followed with solemn expressions.

People began to keep quiet involuntarily, split into two rows, kept their distance, and took the initiative to guide the girls to where there were people injured and in need of help.

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Later, Storm Sisters holding hammers and shields also entered the scene to maintain order. The few remaining troublemakers stopped and the hundreds of people at the scene were in order, without the chaos and noise just now.

Seeing that the scene, which had been in chaos just a moment ago, was rectified so quickly, many reporters present were immediately moved. Some of them began to turn their guns and began to try to interview these nuns, asking them who they were and how they could arrive at the scene in the first place.

In response, a tall girl with long pink hair and snake-like pupils took the initiative to stand up and blocked all the interviews for others with her eloquent speech: "We are the fighting nuns from the Church of the Goddess of Life. Our monastery's priest, Earl Hawthorne, is currently in the theater to put out the fire. It was he who notified us that there was a disaster here and asked us to come to support as soon as possible..."

These girls were, of course, the fighting nuns of Hawthorne Abbey. The one flying in the sky was Celine, the one walking on the ground was Heidi, and the one who took the initiative to stop the interview was Tribis.

After receiving Hawthorne's message, the witches did not hesitate immediately. They called all the nuns and took action. Without caring about armor, they took the main force and added magic buffs and rushed all the way to the Muse area.

With the help of the common first-level spell "Stride", the girls were able to march easily. In addition, the distance between Nangang District and Muse District was not far, so they arrived at the scene in time and began to maintain order.

After the scene was arranged, the girls began to search for Hawthorne. However, they looked around but could not find him.

"Where is Earl Hawthorne?" While being interviewed, Cuibisi did not forget to use the power of these reporters in return and asked them to go find the key person here. "Have you seen Earl Nigel Hawthorne? He is the particularly handsome Sein man. Once you have seen him once, you will never forget him!"

She mobilized reporters to look for him, and the news spread quickly. The crowd looked at each other, and it was obvious that most people still didn't know where he was.

But at least someone here knew about it. Soon, another loud male voice sounded: "Are you Father Hawthorne's subordinates? I'm Bernard Woolley, Mr. Hawthorne's friend, and we've worked together before."

Cuibisi looked from a distance and saw a short but capable man pushing through the crowd and walking up to her: "He should still be rescuing people in the theater, but the situation inside is very dangerous, you must be extra careful!"

Cuibis narrowed her eyes slightly and remembered the man's appearance: "Okay, we know. Heidi, I..."

She wanted to discuss rescue measures with Heidi, but then, a streak of light flashed across the sky, and Celine rushed into the fire first.

Cuibis sighed, but then a figure on the ground ran away. She looked carefully and found that the person running over was actually Kasa, the new moon elf girl who joined their monastery!

For a moment, she was stunned.

No, has the relationship between this girl and Father Hawthorne become so good now?

She didn't know, but she had some idea of ​​Kasa's strength. Since she was there, it didn't matter if she was given the chance to perform. More manpower was indeed needed here and outside.

And this happened in the theater.

The fire has been basically extinguished. The fire set by Hawthorne was not very big to begin with. Its main purpose was to create thick smoke and drive the people here out.

After the battle with Regolas was over, he used the water-making technique to easily put out the fire that had been ignited but was still spreading.

Apart from the smell of smoke still lingering in the air, there were no longer many life-threatening dangers in the entire theater.

However, the danger here was over, but Hawthorne did not leave. He was looking backstage, because he knew that since this was a sacrificial ceremony for the soul, there must be an altar.