Volume 3: The Utopia of the Demonic City Chapter 23: The Savior Group
"Am I... dead..."
Looking at the light blue clouds in the sky and the exquisite and towering buildings around him, the monk murmured in confusion.
The only thing he remembered was the moment he was filled with anger after seeing the Pure One. The inexplicable rage burst out from his blood, destroying all his rationality and composure. But the monk did not regret the feeling of devastation, as revenge for his loved ones was natural.
Unfortunately, my strength is still too weak.
However, being able to ascend to heaven is also good. It seems that blood revenge is also a natural reality recognized by justice?
Of course, right? Nothing is more just than blood revenge, so it is normal for him to be able to ascend to heaven. Sure enough, justice did not abandon him. There must be no such exquisitely constructed place with birds singing and flowers blooming in hell, right? I just don't know what the attendants and servants who will greet me and give me will look like.
The monk was thinking in confusion, staring blankly at the blue sky, smelling the fragrance of the grass, his heart filled with peace.
"Hey, are you awake?"
“…”
Looking at the elf in front of him with innocent eyes blinking, the monk felt that his heart was about to stop beating .
How could there be such a cute creature? The delicate and lovely oval face and big round eyes, the emerald green vest that reveals the slender waist and collarbone, and the skirt that exposes the thighs to the air and makes the mysterious area looming, every part of it looks so evil and charming. And with the innocent look on its face, it is even more lethal.
Especially when he looked at the pale pink lips and the emerald green eyes that seemed to be able to speak, the monk suddenly had an impulse to give up everything else and just wanted to hold this elf down and ravage her. The impulse came so naturally and so fast that he didn't even see the elf's strange smile flash across his face.
"This is heaven after all..."
The monk stood up shakily, muttering words to convince himself:
"Since this is heaven, then everything is allowed, right? Since it's heaven, this kind of thing is very common..."
"Hmm? What are you talking about~"
The elf tilted his head and nodded his lips, revealing an innocent smile.
Some of the oversized armor slipped to the side, vaguely revealing most of the chest, and the skirt armor seemed to be unfastened. The vague darkness tempted some people to look inside, wanting to explore what the inside of this delicate body looked like.
"Big brother, why are you looking at me like that? I feel a little scared. I secretly took my dad's armor and skirt, and they are a little big. Now they are tangled together for some reason. I am shy and a little scared, but big brother, can you come over and help me untie these things? I really can't help it~"
"I, I—"
"That's enough. Stop making trouble. Now is not the time for a fight."
However, just as the monk licked his lips and was about to pounce with a lustful look on his face, a man's cold voice came from above.
Then, as if a basin of cold water was poured over his head, the monk shuddered all over and broke free from the hazy and dreamy atmosphere. He staggered back two steps and looked at the cute and charming little elf in front of him with a little fear.
"Don't be so nosy, Lazarus. I let you and the clown go without balls, and I couldn't shape the demon lord either. Now I finally pulled one up with my own strength. Can't you relax and let me have fun while we talk about business? Anyway, I'm the one doing the hard work, not you, so why are you so persistent?"
"We are both members of the evil faction and have no confidence in our self-control. You'd better restrain yourself."
"Tsk~"
The elf who was about to take off all his clothes curled his lips, pulled up his clothes, and walked aside with an unhappy look on his face.
The monk, with a look of relief on his face, thanked Lazarus repeatedly and avoided the elf as if he was avoiding some monster. He smiled friendly at the scarred clown and the bored demon head. The several big men huddled together and the atmosphere seemed to be quite harmonious.
"Tsk, are you guys a bunch of gays? You don't even bother with an elf right in front of you?"
"It's not that I won't go, it's just that now is not the right time."
Lazarus shook his head and turned to look at the three people who were in deep thought.
"Since the monk has woken up, I will get straight to the point. We are still in a critical situation. Can you tell me what abilities the paladin has, or what secret rituals and spells he has mastered?"
"Paladin? Him? That monster?"
Listening to what Lazarus said, the monk was stunned at first, then he suddenly realized.
"I see. It seems that resurrection must be a secret method unique to the Paladin, right? I once killed him in battle, but he came back to life and became countless times stronger than before. He is truly a terrifying monster..."
"Did he say any secret words? Or some religious prayer?"
"Yes, I said a lot."
The monk sat on the ground and pondered for a moment, then slowly said:
"After he died once, he seemed to know all my identities and abilities. He kept counting my so-called sins, and then a holy fire burned on his body. All his abilities became extremely terrifying - no, it should be said that they were specifically restrained. I couldn't even get close to him. As a monk, if I couldn't get close to him, it was equivalent to death."
"And he said that he would purify all enemies of justice, and kill all the living... and all the unjust... He said that. I remember it very clearly. And after that, my mind became abnormal, very frantic, and very angry. I clearly defeated him once, but at that time I forgot everything and was incredibly reckless. It was as if my whole body was dominated by anger and anxiety. I just rushed forward madly, and then I was almost killed by him..."
"Resurrection, judgment, purification, an extreme paladin who combines three abilities into one? What a terrifying paladin."
And he also summoned a big demon? Whoever sees this combination will die, right?
Fortunately, we didn't fight him directly, otherwise our team wouldn't be able to defeat him with one hand. This person who has half a foot in the extraordinary class suddenly lost his mind and came to carry out a terrorist attack.
Even the elves who were usually fearless changed their faces after hearing this configuration. She came to the Demon City because a holy warrior of the Judgment Department saw through her dirty and terrifying heart at a glance, and then without saying a word, he smashed her with a sword of judgment, and she was almost beaten to death. If she hadn't had so many lovers, she would have been punished by the holy warrior and turned into a piece of coal.
"Then let me tell you our plan. It's like this ..."
Lazarus pushed up his glasses and was about to speak out his plan when a horrifying scream disrupted all his words, causing a sudden buzzing in everyone's head and almost causing them to fall to their knees.
'boom!'
"What happened again?!"
"That direction is... the Third Temple! Those idiots!"
Hearing the deafening roar coming from outside, the faces of several people inside suddenly changed, and they all rushed towards the place where the loud noise came from.
