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At this time, she didn’t need to be reminded of her. Others have already seen that Priest is not the opponent of the terrifying monster. Of course, they did not blame Scippamira for not giving force. After all, the huge tentacles can be seen as terrifying.

Although most ordinary people don’t know. The power of the monster is not directly related to its physique, but even more so.

As soon as Scippamira spoke, they immediately rushed back and fled. The big man wanted to pull the girl of the eyebrow, but the latter broke his hand: “Go to the old grandmother.” The latter is loudly said.

Then she raised the injured Scippamira and prepared to catch up with others.

The grandson of Ogis’ grandmother was not afraid of being with them. The girl in the thick eyebrow couldn’t help but touch his head. “Good,” she said. “It must be a great hero in the future.”

The little boy immediately stood up.

Everyone fled along the street, and Andersia saw this scene but was not in a hurry. He just smiled contemptuously. If the Dignified Ice Lord, Frederick, let a group of ordinary people escape from himself, it would not be too ridiculous.

Sure enough, just a moment, the entire block on both sides of the hong long long from the ground out of a dozen tentacles, these tentacles are separated by several ten meters, do not know how big the underground evil spirits.

As soon as the tentacle appeared, it immediately rolled over to everyone. It clearly could catch up with everyone, but did not hurry to start from the slowest running person, screaming and screaming, then pinching A bloody rain fell.

A deep desperate feeling shrouded everyone’s head. At this time, even the most stupid people saw it, and the other party was playing with them.

Scippamira also saw this about it. She stopped and pushed away the thick eyebrow girl around her. “You first, I will break.”

“Priest adults?”

The thick eyebrow girl was stunned, she absentmindedly looked at Scippamira, and couldn’t say a word.

Others ran far away and they looked back towards this side and couldn’t help but shouted: “Adegea, Priest, you are doing what you are doing, keep up!”

“Priest, she, she… she said…” The girl of the thick eyebrow stuttered.

“After I am broken, you run fast, or we can’t run one.” Scippamira said it to everyone again.

Everyone was shocked.

It is impossible for the Priests of Holy Cathedral of Fire to say such things. Their duty is to guard the order. Although the protection of civil society and ordinary people is also the doctrine of the Way of the Golden Flame, it does not include self-sacrifice.

In many parts of Vaunde in this era, the definition of religion for guardianship is almost entirely derived from this. It is illogical for Priest, especially the high level Priest, of the Elite class as a civilized society to sacrifice to protect ordinary people.

Civilization is so difficult to take root in this vast land. In the eyes of most ordinary people, every good individual deserves to be protected and let them play a bigger role in the world of order, not for some. Death is irrelevant.

Miss Priest is so outstanding that in her opinion her age is so young and she should be a genius in any Holy Cathedral.

How can they let geniuses kill themselves? Such selfish and despicable people must be ashamed.

The people couldn’t help but subconsciously stopped, loudly said: “Priest, we are with you.”

“You go,” Scippamira lightly smiled, the scene in front reminds her of the past in the Holy Cathedral of Earth. Every mother’s children are glorious and proud. Before they lose this glory: “I am Schimilud. Priest.”

Mother’s daughter.

The girl of the thick eyebrow opened her mouth: “Adult, we can’t let you die for us…”

“I won’t die,” Scippamira decided as if to clarify a truth: “Lord Thane will protect me.”

“Lord Thane?”

The tentacles had already hua la la crushed the two rows of houses on both sides of the street, and behind them, the thick eyebrow girl looked at it with great fear.

The big man was anxious and rushed to pick her up and run, but he knew he couldn’t do it at this time.

Scippamira was looked towards the youngster wearing a black robe, who followed them to the present. “You run with everyone,” she said.

“I am Black Flame Cultists,” the youngster replied stunnedly: “Adult.”

“It doesn’t matter who you are.” Scippamira pointed to the closer the tentacle replied.

“No,” the youngster was sweaty and his curly long hair was on his forehead. He replied loudly: “I mean, I am Demonic Cultist, adult, can you do it?”

……

“You are Black Flame Cultists,” Scippamira lightly smiled: “Do you know the origins of Black Flame Cultists?”

Youngster is stunned.

Pandora’s box opened, wars and plagues, monsters and disasters came together, and the era of so-called civilization was so natural.