Pray and become a magical girl

Chapter 61 Chapter 61 - I'll Leave It to You

"You're not a policeman! You're from the Hero Association!" The man in black robe lowered his eyes, which contained endless waves, "So I can't let you go back!"

Another shot was aimed at the black-robed man's head, but he was easily dodged.

"Tsk. Aren't people with superpowers supposed to be common people on the street? How come a peripheral missionary has superpowers!" Cheng Haoran smacked his lips and behaved as he should.

Zhou Changqing leaned over and asked, "What should we do now?"

"Hold them back and make them leave here first. That little pistol is still quite useful."

"...Can we not mention this now? And is this just an ordinary pistol? It's not a small electromagnetic cannon!"

Zhou Changqing said to Yang Mo again, "Brother Yang, you take them away first, and we will follow behind."

"Okay... okay, police comrade!" Although Yang Mo was also quite frightened, he still gritted his teeth and pulled Xiao Meng and Xiao Lu away.

“It’s impossible for everyone to leave!”

The sound of the wild beast running was approaching quickly. In terms of reaction nerves and shooting experience, Zhou Changqing was better. He quickly located the giant wolf chasing Yang Mo and the others and fired a shot. Then there was the sound of the bullet sinking into flesh.

"How many bullets are there in a magazine of your pistol?"

"Just shoot. This is the high-tech of the Mechanical King. It is equipped with a small space storage device and an automatic loading device."

"So awesome! Give me another one then."

"Are you sure? This gun has a lot of recoil."

Zhou Changqing smiled confidently, "I am a professional in using pistols, and dual guns are a man's romance!"

Cheng Haoran also smiled, his childhood friend was still as immature as ever.

Well~ Even if he didn't say so, Mr. Programmer was going to do it. After all, the Mechanical King equipped himself as a "logistics staff" with more goodies than just this one.

A round iron block pressed against his chest, and Zhou Changqing was immediately wrapped in a light armored compartment. He shouted excitedly, "Fuck! This is amazing! What is this?"

Cheng Haoran also put on armor and replied, "Portable nano armor, it's no problem to fight a disruptive monster. There are more coming!"

A giant claw slapped down, and Zhou Changqing subconsciously closed his eyes and raised his hand to block it.

However, after a loud bang, he only felt his hand sink.

He raised his hand and shot the giant wolf in the stomach, thus killing another one.

Just like a boss in a game entering its second stage, the black-robed man said, "Do you think you can be complacent just because you killed a few disruptive monsters? Technology is insignificant in the face of superpowers!"
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Then don't dodge my bullets!
Zhou Changqing rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Hearing more and more things approaching, he asked, "They should have run out, what should we do now?"

Cheng Haoran observed the surroundings and said, "If you can run away, run away. If you can't run away, just kill him!"

"Okay, let's get him!" The police officer's eyes lit up with fighting spirit and he rushed towards the man with the black gun.

Cheng Haoran behind him reminded, "The armor has been connected to your nerves and can produce certain changes based on your imagination!"

Zhou Changqing raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the two-meter-tall giant wolf in front of him, as if he was looking at a husky that once broke into a police station.

"Then let's start with a few pulleys."

Sparks flew everywhere, and strong winds created by the sharp claws passed over his head. Zhou Changqing had already slid under the giant wolf and fired several shots.

With the help of the pulley, his speed was faster than the giant wolf. Although he narrowly avoided the attacks every time, he always maintained a cool posture and fired another shot.

Well~ Cheng Haoran has sufficient reasons to suspect that this guy is suffering from his middle school syndrome.

The corpses of the strange beasts fell to the ground one after another. Zhou Changqing had never felt such a sense of accomplishment as he did now.

"All the monsters are dead, it's the boss' turn next."

"Dead?" The black-robed man revealed a mocking look, "The priest's pets are not so fragile. They will surely cross the gates of hell and judge you!"

"Psycho..." Zhou Changqing cursed in a low voice, and then was slapped away.

After being caught by Cheng Haoran, he also fell into a brief dizziness, well, to be more precise, he was confused.

“Is this resurrection?”

"Yes and no. Disruption-level beasts do not have special abilities, so this is a superpower, a superpower evolved from the resurrection of the dead by the corpse-controlling ghost. Be careful, this superpower will increase the attributes of the resurrected person across the board."

Zhou Changqing stood up shakily, but said, "I didn't feel anything when I got slapped."

Cheng Haoran glanced at him and said, "Wipe the blood from your nose first before you talk."

"……Oh."

The fact seemed to be just as Cheng Haoran said, and the black-robed man's expression became even gloomier.

"Who are you?" Mr. Programmer replied calmly, "I'm just an ordinary tactical analyst."

The man in black had never heard of such a position in the Hero Association. He felt extremely insulted that a lowly creature dared to deceive him, a believer in God.

"Tear them apart!"

Cheng Haoran floated in the low sky and finally regained his combat state.

"Fuck, it can actually fly!" Zhou Changqing exclaimed, and decided to fight on the ground.

The flight engine on his back was running at high speed, and Cheng Haoran shuttled through the giant wolves' sharp claws, with the muzzle of his gun pressing against their lower jaws or testicles again and again.

"Boom bang bang..."

The sound of the gunfire was like the sound of string music, and every time a string was plucked, a giant would fall to its knees.

"Pressure them to stand up!"

Well, communicating using gaming terms is far more useful to them than normal communication.

"Understood!" Zhou Changqing put all his energy into hearing, and if any sound was heard he would fire another shot.

"Stand up! For our God!" the man in black robe shouted, which indeed proved that his supernatural power was to resurrect the dead.

However, this power is consistent with the Ghoul's special ability, requiring the corpse to be connected first.

Before the invisible line connected with all the giant wolves, Cheng Haoran was the one who was quicker to point the muzzle of the gun at the black-robed man's head.

"Oh!"

He dodged with difficulty, and cold sweat soaked the forehead of the man in black robe, but he was more angry. He was almost the one who needed to be resurrected.

Then, the black-robed man quickly sneered, as if he was sure of victory, "How dare you approach me like this? How naive! According to your classification of superpowers, I am C-level, stronger than the priest's pets!"

"Oh, really. But is C-level very strong?" Cheng Haoran raised his eyes, calm and natural.

Well~ Mr. Programmer is also very good at breaking people’s defenses.

"You!" The black-robed man's eyes were bloodshot, and every move was aimed at Cheng Haoran's face, fast and deadly.

However, he soon discovered that the gap in practical experience between the two sides was too great. After all, he was the original S-class hero. Even if his hardware was not very good now, Cheng Haoran's software was definitely the best in the world.

His temple was hit by the butt of the gun again. Even though the physical fitness of the psychics has been enhanced, their weaknesses are the same as those of ordinary people.

While he was in a dizzy state, he was hit hard in the abdomen again, and bitter water poured into his mouth. The black-robed man's consciousness was pulled back a little. At this time, he finally remembered that he was a high-level believer who had been blessed by the high priest!
The order was sent out, but was blocked by a stronger will. The priest's pets were fighting with another enemy and had no time to pay attention to this side.

The resurrection of the dead only has the effect of reviving the object and slightly enhancing it. Using lines to connect them is just to follow the ability of the corpse handler, not to replicate the other ability of corpse handling.

However, after a period of time, Cheng Haoran's fatal flaw as an ordinary person was exposed: his physical strength was very limited.

Just like seeing the dawn, the man in black robe was pleasantly surprised to find that the opponent's attacks were no longer as fierce and had major flaws.

After knocking Cheng Haoran's pistol away, the man in black robe smiled crazily, "It's over now!"

"Yes, it's over, General." Cheng Haoran patted the black-robed man's chest with his left hand, and then a warm feeling flowed through there.

Well, his entire chest was pierced by a beam of light.

"This - how is it possible!" Horror was his final expression.

Cheng Haoran shrugged and said, "No one told you that this suit of armor can't directly transform into a weapon."

The owner of the Resurrection of the Dead dies, and the souls that stayed in this world for a while longer return to where they should go.

The giant wolves fell to the ground lifeless. Zhou Changqing ran over excitedly, "We actually won! We finally have a clue. Let's give a high five!"

In stark contrast to the excitement of the police officer, Cheng Haoran seemed to be waiting for something. After all, everything he had just done was to catch a big fish.

"Are you waiting for me, sir?" A figure suddenly appeared in front of me.

Before he could say a word, Cheng Haoran was thrown out by Zhou Changqing with all his strength.

"go!"

Hearing his childhood friend's serious tone, which had never been heard before, Cheng Haoran smiled helplessly.
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Man, he's an S-class superpower. Even if we were given ten lives, there's no way he could escape. I appreciate your kindness, but~ let us professionals handle the show-off.

The extraction of the twelve constellations by the Star Palace almost follows the rule of twelve as a round, and one of the forms can be predicted a few minutes before midnight.

Now that midnight has arrived, it's time for the hero to take the stage - and seize the girl's outstretched hand.

"give it to you."

"give it to me."

(End of this chapter)