Sweet daily life of Little Tanuki and Qin Che in Love and Deep Space

When he said those words, his tone was filled with intense contempt.

“The demon you’re referring to here…” You shifted your gaze to him, “which is you, I think. I’ve heard that you have a destined nemesis, is that the Holy Judge Bishop you’re talking about?”

Long scoffed, "He doesn't deserve it!"

Your eyes immediately lit up, and you nodded in agreement: "Yeah, I also think this story is too fake. Those hypocritical people love this kind of comparison and contrast, using it to elevate themselves..."

He certainly doesn't deserve it, but the word "arch-enemy" keeps lingering in your mind. Could it be real? Who could it be...?

Your eyes dimmed, and a bad premonition suddenly arose, combined with that strange voice that told you to kill the dragon.

You dare not think any deeper; even the sunlit entrance to the church is so quiet it makes you restless.

You desperately need to do something else to suppress that strange feeling in your heart.

"By the way, this sanctuary is also the final resting place of your enemy. Although the bishop of the Holy Judgment in the mural is dead, his ashes are still here, and there is also a statue, look, it's right there."

You nimbly flipped yourself onto the armrest of the church bench, and looked at the dragon with great interest, resting your chin on your hand.

"How about we smash him up, throw paint on him! Cover him in curses! Or we could just take him out and feed him to the chickens. What do you think of my suggestions? Which one do you prefer?"

“Childish…” He only glanced at you briefly, then fell silent.

"How is it childish? As long as I'm happy." As you spoke, you picked up the greatsword that the guard had dropped and swung it at the statue's head.

The statue's head rolled off, which did seem to bring some relief.

You turned your head and looked over; Qin Che's face was bathed in soft light.

"This guy caused you to be imprisoned in the abyss for over a thousand years, while he himself was praised and enjoyed boundless glory during that time."

The dragon scoffed, "Are you referring to the glory built upon ignorant faith? You think I should envy such a foolish thing?"

"No, it's just that I'm simply annoyed..."

Why are you upset?

The dragon's question made you pause, unsure how to answer it.

Is it because you feel sorry for him?

Long frowned, about to say something, when a sharp whistling sound rang out, and a holy judgment arrow made of gold and stone, trailing electricity, pierced through the air, grazing his voice.

what the hell!

Have reinforcements really arrived?

The dragon beside him raised its hand and gently squeezed, and the arrow, still within range, turned into particles and scattered in mid-air.

"boring."

It's still terrifyingly strong.

Before the next wave of attacks arrived, the sanctuary was suddenly blinded by a blinding light.

"......!" I'm going blind!

Behind the silver light, the blade shot straight at the dragon with the sound of hurried footsteps.

The surroundings were noisy, you couldn't open your eyes or hear clearly, you just kept reaching out and grabbing the clothes around the dragon's waist by instinct.

The dragon paused, and as it looked down, it noticed the movement of your hands.

A strange feeling arose in my heart.

This human wasn't lying; she wasn't actually trying to escape.

The soldiers who rushed in kept attacking you.

The dragon was extremely annoyed by this "scratching" behavior.

"Out of control."

A snap of fingers came from beside me, and a sharp pain suddenly surged from deep within my chest.

Your soul felt as if it were being held back by something; you were in so much pain that you almost couldn't stand, yet you never let go of the piece of clothing in your hand.

Painful screams and screams filled your eardrums.

You gasped when you saw the scene before you.

Slashing and tearing, as if controlled by an invisible force, all the guards began to kill each other like puppets.