Li Yanlong was stunned for a moment, and turned into a witch in front of him. At this time, his facial expression seemed to be constipated, and he became more and more painful. He began to hiccup. On the other side of the portal, a creepy scream came out.

"If I were you, child! Turn around now and run away!" Knight Bart took the opportunity to go forward and drag Li Yanlong's armor backwards.

The entire portal began to tremble, twisted and transformed, as if it was about to disintegrate. The Chaos Demon shouted with the witch's mouth: "Come on! Don't be so rude, please be gentle to me! I'm a girl now!"

"Wait!" Li Yanlong broke free from the hand of Knight Bart, ran forward, carried the witch who was lying on the ground, ignoring his life and death, and ran away as fast as he could.

Then, amid the even more crazy laughter of the Chaos Demon, a creature that seemed to gather a variety of seafood broke through the constraints of the portal and appeared in the warehouse, rapidly growing bigger and expanding.

"Master Pads!" The clerk nun Catherine came to the side of the nun holding the flag, with a pale face: "A violent void vibration was detected just now and appeared in the warehouse in front. Judging from the intensity, someone might have opened the chaotic crack!"

Hearing Sister Catherine's words, the intern nuns around him became obviously panicked, and even the fighting nuns were hesitant. If a chaos invasion really occurred, relying solely on the existing manpower, their fate would probably be a luxury for death itself.

The nun holding the flag paused heavily: "Don't panic! You cowards! For the Witch King! For our world! Chaos must be completely eradicated!"

"For the glory of the Witch King!" The nuns regained their morale and, under the cover of the repentant nun, cut off the cannibal plants blocking the door.

"Missar, I need you and your sisters to report what happened here to Lord Celystein." The nun held the banner to the clerks around him: "Only the power of the nuns of Silence can completely stop the spread of chaos."

"Affect the orders." Headed by Sister Misal, the nuns of the clerk bowed their heads and gathered together, preparing to send what happened here to the black ship through magic.

However, things always happen. As the buildings collapsed, the huge howls that resounded throughout the city made all the casters cover their heads and moan in pain.

The tentacles that were dozens of meters long stretched out like four outsides, completely razing the warehouse where Li Yanlong and the witches had previously hidden to the ground. A combat nun who did not dodge in time was knocked away by the tentacle and landed far away on the roof of the building behind the nun holding the flag, without any sound.

"Keep the formation! Keep the formation!" The nun holding the flag roared loudly, allowing the panicked nuns to restore the formation, but she herself knew very well that facing enemies of this level, even if the nuns maintain a neat battle formation, they would just die with dignity.

"Missar, can you complete the communication spell alone?" asked the nun holding the flag, looking at the only unaffected documentary nun.

Because the black ship's own unique ability suppressed the use of most magical powers, the nuns themselves need plural documents and nuns to jointly cast spells if they want to contact the black ship through communication spells.

Sister Misal is the oldest and most capable of clerical nuns. Even if Pads herself doesn't like her very much, she has to admit that Misal Brigita is probably the last hope at this time.

The nun of the flag never liked Misal's smile. No matter when, Misal kept her smile, like a kind elder sister next door, and she often showed sympathy for mortals.

The nun holding the banner felt that these behaviors damaged the nuns' images. As the sword of the Witch King, they should have been cruel and ruthless, rather than amiable. Life itself was so painful, why was she so happy?

"Of course, Lord Pads, I will do my best to bring..." Sister Misal approached the nun holding the flag, and before the other party reacted, she stabbed a crystal dagger with a profanity pattern into her heart, and her armor was pierced like white paper: "Greetings from the Lord of Joy."

The nun holding the flag stared wide: "Impossible...under the majesty of... sir, chaos... how could you hide..."

However, as Sister Misal turned the dagger in her hand, the nun holding the flag gradually lost its vitality and could no longer complete her questioning. Her eyes did not close until death.

"Because, I am still a human, Lord Pads." Sister Misal pulled out her dagger. In the crystal clear crystal, Sister Pads' soul was drawn inside, and the desperate soul hit the walls in despair in the crystal.

The fighting nuns around were all focused on the sudden appearance of giant objects. No one noticed the change behind them. Only the clerk nun Catherine widened her eyes and witnessed everything. The young nun relied on years of hard training to keep her breathing rhythm unchanged, pretending to be like everyone else, indulging in the painful chaos.

"I can feel your jealous fire burning. This is a dark, painful, and plaguing world. Why not try to get some relaxation?" Sister Misal put the dagger into her arms: "The gentle, fragrant breeze will whisper the passing honor to you, and the mirror lake will reflect your reflection and reflect your most perfect image. You will be greeted by a voice of praise."

Sister Misal gently placed the corpse of the nun holding the flag flattened, gently closing the other person's eyes with her fingers. Even though she knew that the only thing in front of her was a shell, even if she took away the other person's soul herself, Sister Misal's movements were still solemn, as if she was paying tribute to the hero.

"The soft female body and beautiful young man are filled with the emerald green fields, and the sound of nature lingers on the endless beach. The song is comforting and gentle, the sea water is fragrant and pleasant. The gentle summer sun will calm your soul, the gentle erosion of the waves will soothe your heart, and you will live forever in the kingdom of the Dark Prince." Sister Misal told her dreamy place of belonging in a dreamlike tone.

At the same time, a red firework bloomed above the warehouse, reflecting half of the sky red. It was the contact information given by the Demon Hunter to Li Yanlong. Once it appeared, the pirates would attack the black ship after receiving the signal.
Chapter completed!