The Game of Demon Hunter

Maureen Jeanne was frightened in a cold sweat by the sound in her ears. As a paladin of the Church of Dawn, this kind of voice that suddenly appeared in her mind often represented the beginning of corruption, especially if the owner of this voice could still read When the idea came out of her mind.

The paladin squeezed the sword case containing the [Glory Sword], ignored the sound in her ears, and began to examine herself. She was thinking about whether she had done any unusual behavior recently, or there was a loophole in her mind. That led to the current situation.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be so close to that sword, girl." The invisible master revolved around Jeanna like a ghost, making the young sword-handling officer's mind dizzy.

"Great Lord of Dawn, please protect my soul, I am your sword, I am your shield, my mind is indestructible, my soul is pure and flawless, those dirty and evil things cannot affect me." The samurai Jeanna knelt on one knee, chanting the prayer firmly, trying to clear her mind.

"Look, as an uninvited guest, I have maintained a lot of politeness. I neither entered your brain nor intended to corrupt your soul." The voice continued to chatter: "Most believers who believe in me, all Are they chasing me in pursuit of the truth, or they begged me to be merciful because they have witnessed all the truth. On the contrary, your gods are always composing stories and lies to reap the existence of faith. This is really ironic, isn’t it? ?"

"My Lord, you are the light, you are the light that illuminates all things, you are the heat, you are the heat that warms all beings, the world is bright because of you, the night is shrinking because of you, I am bathed in your light, so Fearless." The sword-handling officer's voice gradually became firm, and the whole person began to emit a dim light: "Now, I want to borrow your light and your heat to drive away evil and drink away the darkness!"

But all the efforts of the paladin dissipated in the ridicule of that voice, and the light that gathered on Jeana faded bit by bit, just like the hope in her heart.

"First of all, the light that shines on your world comes from the stars above your head. Although I can cite ten billion special examples, for you creatures, this is the truth. The alternation of night and day and your **** It doesn't matter, it's caused by the rotation of the planet." The voice said triumphantly: "I have to say that although your little world is a bit imperfect, you do it very delicately."

The sword-handling officer kept silent. She closed her eyes and waited for the opportunity. Today's dinner is for the lion king. If she drags it long enough, maybe the strong man who claims to be able to match Stannis can find this place. The exception.

"As I said before, I came with the truth, but you call me the demon of sophistry. Your **** is full of nonsense, but you are worshipped day and night. This breaks my heart." That voice seemed to be broken. Like a poisonous snake, she got into Jeanna’s ears: "Your sword is part of the lie. I warned you to stay away from it, otherwise you won’t be able to set foot in your so-called legendary realm in your life. Can you live? It’s a problem to be over thirty."

Hearing this, the sword-handling officer held the [Glory Sword] in his arms tighter. This was the only thing in this room that made her feel safe.

"It's really pitiful, a primitive creature with an empty mind. Even if I tell you compassionately that the things in your hands are emitting deadly heat, I am afraid you can't understand what I'm talking about." The voice is full of compassion. And ridicule, suddenly ran to Jeanna's other ear and said: "This is the artifact given by your god, a damaged small nuclear battery, which was shaped into a weapon by mortals with ignorance and fearlessness."

Maureen Jeanne admitted that she didn't refuse to understand this passage because she was religious, she simply didn't understand it.

At that moment, the sword-handling officer seemed to hear a few forehead slaps in the air.

"You can go and find out who made this so-called sacred object back then, and what the end of those craftsmen later." The voice in the air seemed to rearrange his thinking: "Let's care about the sword officers of the past. Record and see what they all end up with, whether anyone has broken through the legend, whether anyone has died well, the result will definitely give you a surprise, my little apple."

"Or, you can also discuss with the players next to you. Although they don't look very smart, they may know a little bit better than you, hahahaha..." The voice became smaller and smaller , Leaving only a series of strange laughter.

Just as the paladin Jeanna was concentrating on resisting corruption, the door to the room was suddenly opened, and the female assistant strode into the room: "My God, Jeanna, this is not the prayer room for you, I am not right. Your faith is gesticulating, but we really don’t have time. His Royal Highness Leon’s carriage has reached the door, and we must speed up!"

Jeanna didn't even have time to say a word, so the female assistant removed her original coat in twos or twos. Behind her, six female players walked in with six customized dresses, including a customized set. The thin and light armor is mixed inside.

"I don't know whether His Royal Highness Leon came in armor or a dress. Oh my God, the minds of you people are too hard to guess." The female assistant looked embarrassed and directed several makeup artists to surround Jeanna. Work started: "But the light yellow matches the color of the hall very well, and can also highlight the tones of the morning church. In this case, this is the most suitable choice!"

The female assistant snapped her fingers ~www.novelmtl.com~ The female player holding the light yellow dress immediately began to remove the pins used to fix the dress.

"Janna, Janna!" The female assistant looked at the paladin who was obviously distracted, and had to speak a little louder to attract the other's attention: "Your face is a little pale. Is there anything uncomfortable? Why are you doing so much? sweat?"

While telling the makeup artist to pay attention to the color adjustment of the primer, the female assistant took out the silk scarf and carefully wiped the sweat on Renna's forehead and nape.

"Beyonce, can you tell what a nuclear battery is and what is radiation?" Jeanna asked after finishing her thoughts.

Her voice was a little hoarse, letting Na know that once she asked this question, it meant that she had believed that voice invisibly, and once she had doubts, her loyalty to the church would inevitably appear flaws.

But she asked cautiously, because she did have doubts in her heart.

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