Gunshots sounded again in the Gangcheng District.

　　 Elok watched the monster in front of him gradually fall backward. He held the gun in one hand and hugged her in the other.

　　 Unlike the bullet that hit Rege just now, this bullet penetrated Misha's head and shattered the back of her head.

　　 There is a smooth bullet hole in the middle of the forehead.

　　 There is also a relieved smile in her expression. The eyes were not completely clear again, but a drop of tears shed.

　　 Seeing Misha's final death, Elok suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Misha.

　　 Maybe it's happy to die in the arms of a lover.

　　 Elok lowered his right hand and sighed silently.

　　 I feel a little heavy. If I don't kill Reg, Misha will not be eroded. She wouldn't want to kill me, and eventually died.

　　 Corroded still in love with Reg. How deep is this feeling?

　　 Even if this is a sadomasochism. It shouldn't end like this.

　　 I don’t know who is wrong. Probably it's just a different position. You are in my way.

　　 I don’t know why the police have different attitudes towards different professions.

　　 Is it classified by the degree of harm to society? For the good of the people? For the sake of the overall situation?

　　 Shaking his head, Elok no longer thinks about these high-level questions. That is what the **** of state and order considers.

　　 He raised his head and looked at Il, who was walking towards him. He suddenly felt his head a little darkened and his eyes darkened.

　　 licked his dry lips.

what's the situation?

　　 is like hypoglycemia. Suddenly there was darkness in front of him.

With a sound of 　　咚~, he fell straight forward on Misha.

　　 After a while, Il stood beside the bodies of Elok and Misha and shook his head constantly, sighing: "It's disgusting, Elok won't dislike it. Tsk tsk tsk~"

　　 "Miss Witch. I think if you don't want Captain Jack to lose too much blood and die, I suggest to treat him first." Florian hurriedly said from behind. I didn't hear Il's muttering to himself.

　　 "Huh? Captain Jack? Then I'll send him to the Temple of Life. Maybe it's still too late." Il asked in surprise. Then she reacted, glanced at the scary wound on Elok's back, and continued Florian's words solemnly.

　　 "Well, good idea. Here I am in charge of the aftermath." Florian agreed.

　　 Thinking a little, nodded and agreed with Florian's plan. She took out her little magic wand and cast a transformation spell on Elok's body. Turn him into a mouse. He became a raven.

　　 Standing next to Elok, he grabbed Elok with one claw. As if thinking of something suddenly, he dropped a sentence "Remember to give money." Then he flew away in a hurry.

　　 Upon hearing this, Florian showed a funny smile and shouted at the lady witch who was flying away in the sky: "Don't worry, I will send the money to Captain Jack."

　　 Then, he shook his head at the scene and sighed. Talking to himself:

　　 "Hey~ the final finishing work is left to me. This hammer belongs to me. I just lack a heavy weapon. I haven't spent my own money yet. It's great!"

　　The battle is over, Florian is still admiring the giant hammer in his hand. Ron was late. He was breathing heavily, bowed, sweating profusely. While holding on to the wall that was about to collapse, he said, "Hu~Hu~Hu~Florian~~You are running too fast~I can't keep up."

　　 "Oh~ Ron. It seems you need to exercise." Florian remembered that there was such a person, he said helplessly.

　　 Glancing at Ron's thin body, Florian sighed again: "You will suffer a lot from your physical strength in combat. And you can't make extra money."

　　 "No way, ~~historians~~~It's all like this." Ron said breathlessly.

　　 "Fortunately, you are a policeman. Otherwise, you must not survive. You should really exercise." Florian persuaded.

　　 "Just like this time, you didn't help at all." Florian continued.

　　 "Hoo~ I'm sorry. I can't help it." Ron seemed to pant a little, stood up on his knees, and said, "But I can handle the afterthought."

　　 "Well, it's better to move swiftly."

　　 I'm fine now, I don't even need me afterwards.

　　 Florian thought happily.

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the other side. The junction of Wilk District and Black District.

　　 The Temple of Life.

　　 This is not like the magnificent stone building of the Temple of Order. It is better to say it is a temple than it is to say it is a forest, full of the breath of life, the fragrance of soil, and the taste of nature.

　　 The exterior wall surrounded by neat trees does not hide the scene inside. But the hazy fog makes the whole deep forest full of mystery.

　　 There is a bit of silence in the forest. Occasionally there are two larks making a sound in the scum.

　　 A black raven stopped on the seat formed by the curved branches of the trees inside the Temple of Life. There was also a gray mouse at his feet. There is a scary wound that keeps bleeding from behind the mouse.

　　 Il loosened the right paw that was holding Elok and turned into a human body. He took out the magic wand and changed Elok back.

　　 checked Elok's breath and found that there was still a little breath, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself:

　　 "Fortunately, I didn't catch him to death."

　　 Then she raised her head and shouted:

　　 "Pastor Andil? Pastor Andil? Are you here."

　　 after a moment. A weak voice came from behind a tree not far away.

　　 "Sorry, I'm the only one here today."

　　 A girl who was only one meter four by sight slowly drilled out of the hole on the side of the tree. He smiled and continued:

　　 "Pastor Andil is gone today."

　　 She walked slowly to Il, lowered her head slightly, followed the courtesy of a goddess of life, and said, "Praise life."

　　 Seeing this, Yi Er also stroked his chest with his right hand, and sincerely praised: "Praise life."

　　 Then, she said eagerly:

　　 "I don't know where Pastor Andil has gone. I have a wounded here."

　　 "Sorry, I don't know, she has often disappeared since I came here, leaving the work to me." The weak girl said aggrievedly.

　　 She looked at Elok lying on the tree chair and said, "But if it's just injured, I can treat it."

　　 "I don't know what Miss Pastor calls. I'm Evel." Ill asked her anxious expression gradually slowing down when she heard the words of Miss Pastor.

　　 "My name is Zola Zuo, Zola Zuo Moria. You can call me Zola Zor." The little priest replied politely.

"Well, Zola Zor. It's a strange name. My brother was wounded by a supernatural power, so he might have to clear the supernatural power from it. The attacker is an abuser." Ill pointed to Elokche. Quickly but very clearly~lightnovelpub.net~Well~This is the first time I have dealt with it. "Zola Zor looked at the wound on Elok's back and frowned. "But I will too, but I haven't used it. give it to me! "

　　 Uh~ Do you use it for the first time?

　　 Yi Er grabbed his short hair and said helplessly: "Well, I believe you. Pastor Zola Zor."

　　 Hearing the words, Zola Zol nodded vigorously. He walked to Elok's body and took a look, and said:

　　 "We should take off his shirt first, I'm afraid it will affect his wound healing."

　　 nodded, Il knew this was a necessary step. Quickly took off Elok's leather jacket that was torn in half, and then tore his white shirt along the crack. Exposed the hideous wound inside.

　　 Because of the excessive bleeding, the wound is not bleeding much. Glowing white, very hideous.

　　 There is a dagger tattoo on one side of the wound. Il frowned slightly. How could Elok get so many tattoos. I do not know how. But she also knew that it was not time to delve into it, so she stepped aside and nodded gently to Zola Zor.

　　 Seeing this, Zola Zor closed his eyes and stretched out his right hand to stay at the wound behind Elok. After thinking for a while, he said silently in Elvish language that Il could understand:

　　 "Goddess, please purify and heal the life in front of you. Praise life!"

　　 Her right hand glowed with a soft green light, stroking Ellock's wound. The muscles in the wound were squirming strangely, gradually converging in the middle. Finally, it merged into a long and narrow scar.

　　 opened his eyes, Zola Zol frowned, scratched his head while looking at the scar and said:

　　 "Well, my technique is not too proficient, so I can only do this."

　　 "This is already very good. Just leave this scar to give him a better memory."