It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 296: If this degree of perversion is magnified, it will be considered perversion
Faced with the mad-looking helmeted man, the charred orc was stunned for a moment.

With the remaining brain capacity, it had never encountered such an enemy before, so naturally it didn't know how to deal with it.

So it made an instinctive choice.

The charred orc jumped to the side on all fours, avoiding the attack of the helmeted man.

Then, the man and the beast started circling around the city gate, like they were playing "Eagle Catches Chicken".

"Can anyone tell me what they are doing?"

Liu Zheng said with a dark face.

This guy Lao Dou looked mysterious, cool and handsome in the church, but he turned into a fool as soon as he went out.

So under the helmet is actually the face of a husky, right?

"I don't know. It's running away from him, and he's chasing it. It can't fly away even if it has wings?"

Xia Kai said while holding back a laugh.

"Okay, stop playing tricks. I know you are a netizen from northern China."

Liu Zheng glared at him.

"hey-hey."

Xia Kai scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Old Dou, stop playing, kill it and get to the next game."

Liu Zheng shouted at the helmeted man.

The helmeted man who was happily chasing the beast slammed on the brakes upon hearing this, while the charred orc who was happily escaping also grabbed the ground with his four claws and stopped.

It even looked back at the helmeted man, as if wondering why he stopped chasing it.

The Dou-helmeted man really wanted to play, but he was more worried that Liu Zheng would not take him to find the Twisted Saint.

So he thought about it, raised his hand and slapped the thumbtack on his shoulder, his hand was so fast that the hunters could only see a shadow.

Every time a bullet was hit, the Doumao would tremble. Obviously, this kind of pain was not easy for the Doumao man.

But as the thumbtacks were hammered into his body one by one, something down there began to bulge.

When he had finished pinning all the pins on his upper body, his flag had risen to a height that was almost at a right angle to the ground.

"Hiss, now I believe he really masturbated towards the statue of the Twisted Saint."

Liu Zheng took a breath of cold air.

Given this level of perversion, if it were magnified, it would be considered quite perverted.

If nothing else, Britain must like such subordinates.

"Boss, if he attacks me, you must protect me."

Xia Kai said in horror.

If he saw correctly, the statue of the twisted saint should be a man.

"I will try my best."

Liu Zheng said perfunctorily.

"That's good, that's good. Yeah?"

Xia Kai clamped Pi Yan Zi tightly.

The helmeted man didn't know what they were thinking. The extreme pain brought him extreme pleasure. The two extreme feelings made his head swell and his soul seemed to be torn apart.

“I need to vent!”

He shouted in his mind, his eyes fixed on the charred orc.

Inexplicably, the charred orcs who had been rampant in Old Atreus felt a hint of fear.

But immediately, it felt annoyed by this slight fear.

So, it decided to end the chasing game and teach the little thing a lesson.

The charred orc kicked his hind legs, exerted force with his waist, and turned his slender body in a circle on the spot. Using the momentum of the circle, his right claw hit the helmeted man's head.

After mutating for unknown reasons, it also gained a certain degree of intelligence and knew that hitting the upper body of the helmeted man might not be effective.

The helmeted man was breathing heavily, and even though the sound was blocked by the helmet, it was still audible.

He raised his left arm and blocked the attack of the charred orc with just one hand.

The beast's claws and the human's hands collided again, and this time neither of them retreated.

"Ow!"

The charred orc's claws broke on the spot and fell into the mud.

It howled in pain, and a ball of black ash spurted out of its throat, spraying onto the helmet of the helmeted man, and immediately turned into a blazing flame. The flames shot up into the sky, and the pointed helmet looked like a torch.

Looking at the helmet that was burned red by the flames, everyone could imagine how miserable the head inside had become.

After suffering such inhuman harm, the Dou-Mortal finally spoke.

However, he was not trying to wail, but to pray quietly.

“We are justified by pain, and by suffering we are justified by faith.”

"Glory to my Lord, the source of pain."

The helmeted man grabbed the beast's claw with his backhand, and the powerful force made it impossible for the charred orc to break free.

Then, the red cloak behind him moved automatically without wind and covered the charred orc's head.

The helmeted man raised his fist and smashed it down hard.

"boom!"

The huge noise made all the onlookers tremble.

The charred orc's body instantly stiffened, like a robot that had lost power.

Of course, the body strengthened by the sacred blood would not be so fragile.

After a brief moment of stiffness, the charred orc twitched, and his body regained vitality, struggling even more violently than before.

But the helmeted man remained unmoved and continued to raise his fist and hit again.

Once, twice, three times.
After being hit for more than twenty times, the charred orc finally stopped struggling.

The hooded man lifted up his red cloak, revealing the charred orc head inside, which looked surprisingly intact.

Because this cloak itself is one of the only remaining holy relics of the Church of Pain, its function is to ensure that no matter what kind of blow the covered part receives, it will only cause pain without causing actual damage.

More importantly, this kind of suffering is not acknowledged by the Lord of Pain.

So, it is actually a torture device.

The helmeted man pulled out the long spike on his shoulder, leaving a trail of blood.

He carefully aimed the long spike at the eye socket of the charred orc, intending to kill the orc without hurting the charred skin.

Just as he was about to take action, a series of breaking sounds came from behind him.

The helmeted man leaped forward, not to dodge, but to protect the charred orc.

However, the bullet shot from behind did not hit him or the charred orc, but hit the open space at his feet.

"Let it go and leave Old Art. This is not the place for you."

A rough voice came from a distance.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw two men in burnt hunter suits walking over.

One held a machine gun and the other held a double-barreled rifle.

"Mr. Delivery Man, I'm a hunter from the Gunpowder Workshop."

Andrina recognized their identities at a glance.

"Oh, I was thinking of negotiating with them, but they came to me. That's fine, it saves me the time of looking for them."

Liu Zheng waved his hand, signaling the helmeted man not to execute the beast first, and then walked towards the two hunters.

"Who are you?"

he asked knowingly.

"Before asking others, you'd better introduce yourself first."

The hunter holding the machine gun said with a stern look on his face.

His tone was aggressive, very consistent with what Father John had said.

"Okay, my name is Liu Zheng, and I'm a delivery man sent by the restaurant to purchase ingredients. And that beast is the ingredient I want to purchase."

"fart!"

The machine gun hunter interrupted him rudely.

"How dare you treat them as food? They are human beings!"

he shouted loudly.

"Sorry, I used to be a human."

Liu Zheng corrected him.

(End of this chapter)