The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

At this moment, Ulysses realized how much he underestimated these girls. Not to mention Noah on the podium, even the girls beside him who were just talking about underwear know more about theology than him. Especially some ancient legends, which were not recorded in all the priests' canons he had read.

To put it bluntly, in theology, they are all qualified to be his teachers. He himself was the frog who would only sit at the bottom of the well and look at the narrow sky above his head.

He is so arrogant. Obviously, the gap between the re-examiners who failed the priest exam three times and these top students is not so big.

After understanding the gap between him and them, Ulysses no longer had any arrogance and prejudice, and began to earnestly write down every word Noah said in his notebook.

Now, he is not a dark demon, nor is he a strong man with extraordinary power. He is just a student, a student who recognizes his shortcomings and is studying hard.

Seeing Ulysses taking notes attentively, Noah smiled satisfied on the podium.

Sure enough, it is impossible for the children of the Ana family not to be interested in theology.

It's really great to be a teacher here.

...

While Ulysses was studying diligently, on the other side of the academy, that is, the main campus of the Guanghui Academy, someone stepped into a forbidden place.

This place, due to the resurrection of the devil not long ago, has been completely blocked, and the user here, the Black Magic Research Society of the Korn Ferry Academy, has also been severely warned and punished. After that, no one can enter here again.

In the center of the large basement, there is the remains of a statue. From the outside, no one can tell what it is. Because of this point, even the most basic shape of the wreckage was lost, and only a few fragments of fingers and horns remained.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that this is the last remaining part of Bediera Sackmund Osberlis VI, a powerful demon. Although even the last part was used by Ulysses under the control of Abyss Conviction to become a net for capturing Noah, the demon still left something, a tiny wreckage.

Of course, he was already dead and couldn't die again, and these nail-like debris was impossible to resurrect him. What is left here is just the last residue of it.

However, for those who violated taboos and stepped into this place, this wreckage is enough. Not as the body of the demon's resurrection, but as a medium for launching certain special spells.

"Is it here?" The intruder stood in front of the wreckage of Bediera Sackmund Osberlis VI and stretched out his hand.

A tingling sensation spread to the intruder's hands. Even if it's just a bit of debris, it's still uncomfortable. There was a lot of despair, fear, and madness in it, as if the owner of the wreck had been tortured by an incomparable giant before his death. Even this insignificant wreckage still retains the fear of that time.

However, this is also just right, as a medium, such a wreck is the best.

The intruder took out what he had prepared. It was a funny object that looked like an open-mouthed ball, and it was thrown onto the wreckage.

"Gah! Gah!" This was a bit gloomy, with two rows of sharp teeth ate the wreckage crazily, and quickly ate up the devil wreckage.

"Gah! Gah! Gah! Gah!" After all the last remains of Bediella Sackmund Osberlis VI were eaten, the body of the orb creature began to twist violently, and then the body began to become fierce. Variety. From a small ball, it changes directly in the direction of the dragonfly.

When the transparent wings grew out, the mutated dragonfly began to chant, chanting the dark curse that once sounded in this dark basement.

"Zazas, Zazas, Nasrara da Zazas."

"Zazas, Zazas, Nasrara da Zazas."

"Zazas, Zazas, Nasrara da Zazas."

It was not the voice of human beings, but the voice of evil spirits. At the moment when this dark spell appeared, the entire underground hall began to be flooded with powerful negative energy, like a dark quagmire.

"Hein, Ron, Hilay, Sabines, Bellina, Lagusia, Bediella, Mordore. Iowa, Ya, Eguladomatos, Sardon, Besias, Agius, Iseros, Ivanuye, Agula, Alofaneo Mika... In the true name of the demon, the first and last demon lord, here you are called Power, in the name of the highest will, opens the limits of the heavens and summons demons into this world."

"The name of the devil, Iseros Bediera Darwin, come out."

Under the call of the dragonfly-like demon creature, a black shadow vaguely appeared in the void where there was nothing. However, the image of the black shadow is very vague, it looks like a reflection in the water, and it seems that it may break at any time.

"...Pull away." The intruder was silent for a few seconds, and then gave an order to something.

A pair of hands with eyes suddenly appeared in front of the intruder, and then opened the space where the black shadow was located like a zipper.

"Da!" Holding the black book, the dark priest who had resurrected the devil here came across the space from the other side of the world.

Darkness surrounds him, deeper and thicker than in the past, and it also makes the black priest's robe on him appear deeper.

The difference between him and the previous one is that on his forehead, there is no idea when there is an extra eye engraved. Several strange magic symbols surround the engraved eye, making him look more evil.

"Unexpectedly, I returned here so soon after the temporary passage was destroyed." Darwin, who stepped into this place from a distant place over the obstacle of space, did not open his eyes, but closed his eyes to observe everything around him.

The flow of air, the temperature, and the turbulence of magic around him were all clear in his mind. He doesn't need to open his eyes anymore, he can know everything around him. Moreover, unlike what he had observed with his eyes before, he can now see a deeper essence.

For example, the collaborator in front of him, he can see the vigorous vitality. In this dark underground, it is as dazzling as a torch burning in the wilderness.

And in the depths of the torch, there is something extraordinary. It was that thing that tore the passage that had become extremely unstable just now because of the influence of the guardian enchantment of the Glory Academy. Although the means were a little bit, it surely solved the problem of his arrival.

"Devil's eyes?" The intruder's voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time.

"Yes, the eye of the demon for more than a thousand years is the most useful thing on the descendants of Bediera who died here. I have suffered a lot from this fusion. But because of this, I got a brand new one. Strength." Standing at the place where the last wreckage of Ospelis once existed, Darwin could feel the fear and despair more deeply.

He felt it, felt the terrifying darkness deep into his bones, and felt the ultimate malice that seemed to be swallowed and destroyed everything. Unlike him, Ospelis is a true pure-blood demon. After inheriting its strongest power, he could truly realize how desperate it was at that time.

What the **** is that? Even now, Darwin couldn't understand it. He was obviously only a human being, but that kind of power was simply a demon among demons, even beyond that level.

Simply, like the power of the legendary demon king.

When Darwin was thinking, the dragonfly-like demon creature's body began to age, and then died quickly, turning into a cold wreck and falling to the ground, without any breath of life.

"Oh, the new type of enchantress developed by the organization based on the Zerg data seems to have finally reached the practical stage. In the future, even ordinary people should have a chance to gain the power of the Zerg. This is a big improvement." Darwin picked up the dragonfly. Observing the body of the demon-like creature carefully.

Don't look at the fact that this Familiar only lived for a short ten minutes from birth to death. This is a technology that crosses the ages. With the help of the power of this special worm-shaped envoy, even ordinary people can gain powerful power in a short time, but they have to pay for their own vitality.

Of course, for people at the level of the seventh-level powerhouse, this kind of power will not pose any threat. But for ordinary people who don't have any talents, the emergence of this new type of envoy is a coveted opportunity, and it is also possible for them to have power.

In addition, even for the seventh-level powerhouses, the special varieties of this one-time servitor are also useful, and you can use them to use magic that you don't know. The demon summoning magic just now is the masterpiece of this trigger-type servitor with special conditions set.

It is a pity that the failure rate of making a high-level worm-type servant like this servlet is too high, and the organization experiment has only produced a few successfully so far. It’s better to have a real Zerg mother emperor or Zergji to assist in cultivating a new type of Zerg. However, the Zerg has been out of the control of the organization, and this idea is impossible to realize.

"That kid, very happy." After a while of silence, the intruder spoke again.

"Child? Do you mean this worm-shaped envoy?" Darwin collected the wreckage into his treasure. On one of the pages of the treasure, the dead bug-shaped demon spreads its transparent wings, as if flying out of a book.

"Well, it completed the mission it was given and died without regret. I hope that when I die, I will be like it." The intruder looked at it with indifferent eyes and turned into a worm on the page of Dar's book. The type ambassador, there was a little bit of envy in his eyes.

"You are still the same, so pessimistic. The mystery of life is endless. I didn't intend to die so soon. It doesn't matter even if I live like this is not a human being." Darwin pressed his chest. There, there was no sound of heart beating.

The assassin first crystallized the heart with a treasure, and then was penetrated by the terrifying magic sword. There was only a hole left in his heart, and there was nothing inside.

But even so, he is still alive, because he is not human and can live without a heart. This body no longer has a heartbeat, and it has undoubtedly been out of the scope of human beings and has become a real demon.

"For example, you, why do you want to join this organization like me? You have not fallen into the darkness, and you have no dark blood. If the organization hadn't sent me here, I didn't know you actually joined this organization." Darwin Remember, the person in front of him was indeed shrouded in countless auras, like a darling of God.

It is unbelievable that such a person would betray the Supreme Cult and join the dark organization he is now in. If he hadn't seen this person in front of him with his own eyes, he would not believe this fact.

This person, but...

"My wish is to die as a human being." The intruder's answer made Darwin even more confused. No matter how he looked at it, the person in front of him was a human being, and there was absolutely no dark blood. That huge power is clearly shown in the eyes of the devil, even if he has increased his power, he is definitely not the opponent of this person.

"I hope you won't regret it, then, now I tell you to organize the task of sending you and me here." Darwin shook his head. He knows this person, but he doesn't understand what this person is thinking. However, the organization must have absolute confidence in entrusting such an important task to this person.

"The organization has the latest information, and there is a huge secret hidden in this Glory Academy. That secret has been well protected by the Ana family, and even the organization cannot invade the castle of that family. What we are going to do It is to hide your identity and find the right time..."

In the gloomy basement, darkness began to spread quietly.

...

And under the sun, some people are skipping class openly.

"Brother, that's not great." Pushkin, who has always been a good baby, and has never been late for class, looked at the fourth prince Alexander with an uneasy look. For him, a good student, he skipped class as soon as school started, and he didn't even think about it.

"It doesn’t matter if we go to class or not. I don’t need to go to that knight course a long time ago. And you, what kind of messy course you choose! Poetry, art, you should choose ancient language magic age, modern art has What a good one!" Alexander reprimanded his brother straightforwardly.

Although his younger brother's strength is many times stronger than him, in his eyes, this is still the weaker younger brother. Seeing his uneasy look, he has the urge to bully him.

"Modern art and poetry are actually very good... I know, I will take the ancient language magic art class." Pushkin knew that his brother was very enthusiastic about everything in the ancient language magic era, even to the level of faith.

"Okay, this is correct. So, today I want to train you thoroughly. Last time you were defeated by the little girl with one move. What's the matter? Didn't it mean that your strength is already very strong? Why can't even the little girl's hacking be taken down?" Alexander was always brooding about that matter. In order to ambush that enemy, he specially bought strengthening equipment for his brother to use, but he didn't expect his brother to lose so badly.

"That's because..." Pushkin looked at his brother aggrievedly. He felt that he had worked very hard at the time, but he didn't know why he couldn't even take the other party's move.

He does have great power, but he really hasn't learned how to use it. Those destructive moves require a bit of time to accumulate energy, and the opponent didn't give him this chance at all, and directly defeated him with a quick combo, without even a chance to fight back.

"There is no reason, you have not yet consciously been a hero. Listen, my brother, since you have gained this power, you will become a true Yingya. Come, let me teach you what a true hero is! "Alexander, a fan of ancient magic knowledge, folded his hands and began to pose as a legendary hero.

"Oh!" Pushkin learned how to pose with his brother.

"As long as the darkness of the world is not extinct, our light will always exist!" Alexander withdrew his hands and held them up to the sky.

"As long as the darkness of the world is not extinct, our light will always exist!" Pushkin followed.

"The world is calling me, justice is calling me, we are the strongest warriors!" Alexander pulled his right hand vigorously, making a gesture like waving his wings.

"The world is calling me, justice is calling me, we are the strongest fighters!" Pushkin felt it, and felt the power contained in this posture.

It was a powerful aura, filled himself with a confident aura, after performing this posture, he began to be full of confidence.

That's right, this is the feeling of a "hero".

"Okay, let's practice whirlwind flying kick. The last time you didn't kick was definitely because you didn't have enough strength and speed. This trick is a legendary nirvana, and it's the ultimate attack to destroy the evil. It's impossible to be that weak. "Seeing his brother gaining confidence, Alexander was extremely pleased.

Yes, that's it, what his younger brother lacks is this kind of aura, this kind of aura that will attack no matter how strong the enemy in front of him is. If you want to be Yingya, how can you be afraid of a weak enemy like that little girl.

"Wrong." As Alexander triumphantly watched his brother demonstrate the legendary nirvana whirlwind flying kick, a very unpleasant voice sounded deep in the woods.

"Who!" Alexander was taken aback. He chose this place deliberately, and there can be no talents right.

"Brother, be careful." Pushkin's body was shaking, his brother couldn't feel it, but he could feel it.

In the corner where there was nothing just now, something really appeared.

Yes, right over there, there is something, something terrible. After getting this extraordinary power, Pushkin felt that he was already very strong. But compared with the things over there, it's not on the same level at all.

Danger, danger, extreme danger. What's over there, you can squeeze him to death like an ant with just one finger. His newly acquired power is nothing compared to that thing.

Trembling, trembling from the heart. In front of the desperate huge power, his body was trembling violently, let alone fighting, and standing like this had exhausted all his strength.

Can't lose! Can't lose! Can't lose! Brother is still here, no matter what that thing is, he has to hold on.

He is a hero!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! The surrounding air exploded, and in the dusty, the tights he was wearing had been completely blown to pieces, revealing the strange weapons inside.

The gravity ball was fully opened and the oscillating elbow blade was fully opened. Pushkin used almost all his strength. And the enemy, even without showing up in front of him, had already pressed him out of breath.

It was too strong, the pressure that was close to materiality, to describe it, was like pressing a mountain on him, and it was extremely difficult for him to move his fingers.

What is it over there? Why, he would instinctively feel scared, and even felt that he would be killed if he couldn't fight back at all.

Pushkin didn't let Pushkin wait long. From the gloomy woods, the people who put pressure on him slowly walked out.

To be precise, it is not a human being.

He has a strange triangular face with a golden rim on the edge of the face. At the position of the ears, there are two round ear holes.

His head resembles a cut-off green sharp corner, and two black tentacles stretch out diagonally from the odd-shaped head. On the forehead of the head, there is a long and narrow withered red crystal with a faint flame burning inside.

Compared with this obviously non-human head, that pretty face looked very abnormal. In those sharp eyes, Pushkin saw his figure.

And his chest, shoulders, and legs were covered with the same thing as the armored carapace on Pushkin's body now. If you observe carefully, you will find that there are many similarities between the two. It's just that Pushkin's aura is completely different from him.

That is the difference between a powerful soldier and a rookie who has gone through countless blood battles and returned countless times from death. Despite having similar bodies, no matter who they are, they can tell the strength of the two at a glance.

"Brother, your friend? His clothes are better than yours." For some reason, Alexander didn't feel the horror of the arrival at all, and even asked his brother curiously.

"No, it's not..." Pushkin shook his head hard, and now he has difficulty even speaking.

Too strong, what exactly is in front of him? Compared with him, he is like a baby chicken born only. But why, there is a vague feeling telling him that this person has a relationship with him, and it is not an ordinary relationship.