Chapter 1887 (1/2)

Gonner raised his right hand and put his lightning claw on the assassin's belly. The strong electric current made her tremble and a smell of scorching diffused.

”Who sent you here? Which old man will not die? Or some bishop? ”

The assassin's head turned to her like a puppet without oil. The muscles twitching on her face showed a strange smile, and a black tongue popped out of her mouth, dancing like a poisonous snake.

A hoarse voice that doesn't look like a human can make sounds:

”blood to the God of blood! Give the skull to the throne

She called out the classic lines of the evil god, who was a star warrior and knew what it meant.

As soon as gonner's face sank, his backhand thrust the lightning claw into the assassin's abdomen, and the ferocious expression on his face was like a grimace, as if he were going to tear her apart in the next second.

But he took a few deep breaths, controlled his mood and did not rush to kill his enemy.

The wolf owner took back his claws and retreated. His burnt intestines were still stuck on his hand armour and dragged out for a long time. He dismissively broke it and stepped on it:

”I'm fine. Such a madman can't ask anything, but at least we can know that evil spirits are looking at us again. What do you want to ask, Kitty

The owner of the wolf made a little politeness and made way for the priest to ask questions.

The dark angel's interrogation technique is probably among the best in many battle groups. They are very good at making others suffer. Of course, this is also a secret. Maybe only space wolves know about it except themselves.

The priest pulled his green hood, and he had no problem. If the assassins fell like this, the judge behind her was probably a demon.

There was no need to waste too much time with the chaotic animals. He turned around and left, drilling through the door hole, leaving only one sentence:

”burn it.”

Only fire and holy war roar can purify this filth, and it happens that there are fighting nuns who burn people. They are professional.

Gonner licked his dog's teeth. He meant to give the priest the chance to kill his enemy, but if he was ungrateful, he was not polite.

”For Ruth and the whole father! Go back to your space, Hagia! Remember my name, I'm goner the wolf of the blood moon

With that, he raised his hands and crossed his two lightning claws. The assassin's upper body turned into seven layers of meat, and his head completely fell off.

But he was not satisfied. He grabbed the corpse on the chair, just like husky tore a rag doll, and scratched it until the room was full of meat and indistinguishable paste.

Aferar raised his hand, scraped the foam off his eyelids and looked at the wolf owner with a helpless look.

He was in a better mood after revenging part of his missing and killed brother. He laughed and slapped the shoulder of the knell:

”thank you, brother. You are our forever friend of the space wolf. If it wasn't for you, we might not have been able to detect the plot of the evil god so early.”

”I'm flattered. I've only done some trivial work.” Su Ming squatted down and picked up the assassin's head. She looked as if she was dying in peace. However, there was no fluctuation in the heart of the death knell. She even wanted to laugh: ”take it to nuns and me. Maybe you can lock more enemies with your power. I will send them to you.”

”Good brother!” Gonner's other big hand also put on the shoulder of the bell, as if to crush his shoulders, and gave a hug: ”I'm waiting for your good news, and when we finish this glorious journey, I'll invite you to drink in the long tooth fortress!”