Thank you for the invitation. I am in Terra, just under the stars.

Laurentina grinned like a shark with sharp teeth. Although she couldn't see her mouth with the mask on, the changes in her facial muscles were still obvious.If the piety on his face hadn't been destroyed in the blink of an eye, Zhou Cheng would have thought it was a ghost shark coming out.

"How about it, boss? Do you like me more as a nun or as I am now?"

"They're all good. Only children make choices. I want them all." Zhou Cheng raised his hand and made a classic grabbing gesture like an old man with a white beard and a red hat.

He felt that he could bear it. Two Sharks and Didi could bear it together, even if they added a second captain.

Then he sighed in a heartbroken tone:

"How can Shark, who is so cute, make a choice? It's like asking me to choose between the right to breathe and the right to drink water. It's simply forcing someone to do something difficult!"

"Boss, I like your praise for me, so I'll just take it as sincere for now."

Laurentina covered her mouth with a mask and smiled softly. Skadi, who had just recovered from his trance, was not happy and glanced at Zhou Cheng coldly.

The big little killer whale didn't say a word, just looked at him with his chest in his arms.

Canditi has become more and more jealous recently. This is when she begins to accept changes in some of her thoughts.

Zhou Cheng was deeply pleased.

But before he spoke, several people suddenly walked up quickly from the corner.

The leader was an Iberian with white hair and beard. He looked quite old but very strong, but he was not an old man at all. He was probably an older uncle.

He was dressed simply, wearing a dark apron like those used in factories, which was dusty, and his hands were gloved. He walked up to the three 'judges' with a gloomy expression.

This is Thiago, the mayor of Granfalo.

Looking at the judge as if he had seen an American cockroach, Tiago frowned and said in a very hateful tone:

"You are the inquisitors. Inquisitors are not welcome in Glenfalot! Glenfalot is very good and normal. Everything that should be there and should not be has been taken away by you long ago! Aren't you still willing to let us go? ?!”

Zhou Cheng glanced at him calmly, then reached out and touched randomly in the void. He didn't know where he pulled out a row of dried fish and threw it on the ground.

Seeing Tiago's expression change from shock to anger, he reached out and gently pushed the mayor away and said:

"Now I suspect that there are a large number of deep-sea cultists hiding in your town. All those who resist are regarded as comrades. If you don't have any evil intentions, just stay out of the way. Otherwise, I will arrest you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he passed Tiago and swaggered towards Granfalo, followed closely by the two inquisitors beside him.

Looking at their arrogant backs, Thiago's eyes were full of anger. He clenched his fists several times and tried to catch up, but he was tightly held back by the townspeople who were with him.

Having been in an environment where the mayor was hostile to the Inquisition for a long time, they certainly couldn't stand the Inquisitors, but they were not stupid enough to want to bump fists with this violent organization, especially after the other party came so arrogantly to frame them.

No matter the conflict, it was framed. If there was a conflict, would he really be arrested and tried by someone from the Deep Sea Church?

You only have one life, so cherish it.

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PS：推荐票3793月票302打赏 2376刀片 527加更13/22。

PS2: Updates should be resumed today. I’ll go have a meal and come back to continue writing.

14. Capture Gladia

"Hiss..."

The tall Argor was panting.

In the cramped and cramped bathroom of the land dwellers, the gray light obscured the sparkling silver in the hair.

In the yellowed mirror, a cold face was reflected, with a complexion similar to that of a blood demon but without losing its tenderness, showing a kind of paleness unique to the deep sea.

It is the color of the waves of the abyss.

It's so uniformly fair and delicate, with not a single flaw to be found.

And this facial features...

It's like the undercurrent under the deep sea that passes through the city of Agor, and the colorful dreams that ripple in it.It disappeared in a flash, and seemed to be burned into the retina, which could not be dissipated for a long time.

Gladia had to admit that although she didn't like her biological mother, that woman did allow her to inherit excellent genes and gave her such a breathtakingly beautiful face.

Ah--

No sound echoed in the narrow space.

Gladia wanted to sneer, but she couldn't.

She lifted her hair, and on her neck, a thin scale replaced the smooth skin.

This is the characteristic of Hai Hei.

She didn't know when it appeared in her body. Maybe it happened during the war, maybe it was caused by the high-intensity battle and lack of water later, or it might even be the reason for her unstable mentality.

It's not a big deal, though.

As the Archon of Argor, she certainly knows the nature of the deep-sea hunters. Just like the people on land who abuse the Source Stone will eventually become the Source Stone, the deep-sea hunters also have an inescapable fate.

But at least she still had a lot of time to do something before completely losing control of herself.

Gladia closed her eyes.

After searching for the traces of several deep-sea hunters not long ago to no avail, she came to Glenfalot along the way and relied on her agility to sneak in quietly. At least the deep-sea believers here would not know she was here.

I didn’t come here very purposefully, I just followed the traces of the Deep Sea Church.

She now needs to think about whether to find a way to get to the lost Golden Age warship in the ocean outside Glenfalot now, or to wait a little longer.

Or maybe we should continue to go deep into the land to find Laurentina?

Wait, wait, wait...

"...!?"

Gladia suddenly opened her eyes.

Just now, there seemed to be an invisible ripple passing over her, gradually rippling in her heart.

It was the cry of Isamara, meaning nothing but announcing her presence to the ocean.

She could feel the blood boiling under her skin, but it was suppressed in an instant.

Easily taking control of her body, Gladia looked terrifyingly gloomy.

Isamara is back.

And it comes back completely without any defects or restrictions.

She seemed to have heard the boiling movements of Haiji, and those monsters that were already considered silent would scramble to crawl out of the deep ditch in panic, obeying the orders of their gods.

And with the return of the gods, this twisted group that has abandoned all distortions will truly show their terrifying side to the world.

In any case, the moment Isamara came back, the war had lost its meaning.

Gladia quickly left the bathroom and packed her luggage. She had to move immediately. Now she was racing against time with Haiji. Every faster step might increase her chances of winning.

But at this moment, she suddenly heard loud noises coming from outside the window.

what's going on?Could it be said that Haiji has begun to attack the land now?

Gladia walked to the window with the curtains closed, opened the curtains a crack, and looked out.

This is the third floor of the hotel, and you can have a wider view of the street outside.

In the past, this town was deserted enough, but now there are no pedestrians visible, all the stores are closed, and the streets are filled with a depressed and dilapidated atmosphere.

At this moment, a running figure suddenly appeared at the end of the field of vision. He still had an Inquisition rapier stuck in his abdomen. He shouted while running:

"Sarilang! Sarilang!"

He ran all the way, bleeding all the way, and gradually became exhausted and fell on the street.

Only then did a judge slowly walk over, but instead of pulling out the thin sword, he took out a very violent saw, pointed it at the victim's neck, and made a split move, causing his head to fall to the ground and roll. It took three and a half laps to stop.

Gladia did not look at the victim, but stared closely at the inquisitor. Her figure and the saw looked too much like Laurentina.

And it's not just likeness, there is also a vague connection that connects them.

It’s real, this is Laurentina!

But why did Laurentina, who had traveled inland, appear here wearing the clothes of an inquisitor?

Gladia frowned, thinking about whether she should go out and meet her.

Laurentina also noticed the vague feeling of connection, and now she was looking around blankly, trying to find the source.

But what made Gladia hesitate was that the timing and method of this team member's appearance looked like there was a conspiracy.

Laurentina definitely wants to get it back, but she needs to think carefully about how to get it back. Going straight to the A is not her fighting style.

Anyway, let's go out and get some information first... Gladia thought like this, picked up her suitcase, and prepared to leave the hotel with the long plastic bag on her back. But as soon as she opened the door, she saw a male judge standing silently at the door.

The black windbreaker blocked the lights in the corridor. He held a slender sword in his hand, and he had obviously been waiting for a long time.

"Long wait, Miss Gladia."

What sounded like a cool and handsome voice came from under the metal mask.

You can see through his eyes that this young man is smiling without any nervousness, which does not match the serious clothes on his body at all.

And while he was smiling, the rapier stabbed Gladia's shoulder lightly.

"Soft attack, are you really here to fight me?"

Asking in a cold and very doubtful tone, Gladia raised her hand casually and grasped the blade of the sword with her palm.

Of course, the light blade fell into her hand.But at this moment, the tall, cold beauty raised her eyebrows slightly.

After a brief lag, a trace of blood flowed down his wrist.

Her skin was cut by the rapier.

Somewhat surprised, Gladia let go of her hand. Still calm, she sneered and said:

"Nice weapon. It allows me to look you in the eyes. Land man, do you want to challenge me to fight?"

The judge pretended by Zhou Cheng shook his head and put the rapier back into its scabbard.

He stepped aside and made a gesture of invitation.

Gladia was also a bold artist. She walked out of the room with her long legs, which were more than one meter long. She turned her back to him and walked out of the hotel. Her rubber over-the-knee boots made a thumping sound on the wooden floor.

Zhou Cheng silently raised three fingers and put them down one by one. When the last one fell, Gladia's tall body fell forward and fell to the ground.

He immediately walked up and squatted next to Gladia, who was paralyzed and unable to move, and said to her before she completely lost consciousness:

"I forgot to mention, my knife is coated with poison."

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PS: I no longer have a fever, but there are still no status codes.

15.The arrival of the little judge

"You are not the judge."

"Of course not, it's just a piece of clothing that can be replaced at any time, just like what you are wearing."

Laurentina, who was cutting a deep-sea cultist whose hands turned into tentacles into two parts, answered the question briskly and slowly looked at the person coming.

It was an elegant lady, wearing a fashion that had an artistic flair that made its practicality questionable, and she was holding a slender cane in her hand.

Seeing her, Laurentina smiled sincerely. What a pity that such a pure smile was hidden by the mask.

So she took off her mask, and the iconic Agor beauty revealed a smile as gorgeous as a pearl in the ocean.

She gently wiped the blood from her face and said in a soft and low voice:

"Amaya, it's been a long time. How much I want to invite you to dance together to express how much I miss you."

Killing intent.

Naked killing intent.

Accompanied by such murderous intent was the regretful expression of the silver-haired and red-eyed deep-sea hunter.

"It's a pity... I don't have much time, otherwise it would be bad if the boss rushes me."

call--!

The sound of howling through the air followed the words, and the circular saw like a gear was spinning, cutting towards Amaya's neck.

But Amaya's cane caught the blade of the gear, and dazzling sparks burst out, and she said unhurriedly: