It's so painful! So hard! So difficult!

After saying this, she placed her index finger on her lips for a few seconds, as if thinking for a while, and then continued speaking.

"For us, running away after doing something like this is like destroying someone else's unripe fields and leaving them there unattended. It's a shameful act. We'll probably have to figure out how to fix this problem when we get back anyway, so why not stay here and save the time of going back and forth?"

The purely rational analysis was thrown in the face of Xiaopa's head, which made the cute and smart girl reveal a very depressed expression. She frowned and made a bitter face, clasped her hands behind her head, and leaned her body backwards, as if she wanted to lie down on the back of the bench.

"Nana, you're so smart and you can't figure it out, so I can't do anything standing here. Well, forget it, you guys can stay if you want, I'm going to start, anyway, I can't think of anything..."

Suddenly, a massive impact, accompanied by a resounding boom, interrupted her words. The heavy metal door of the church was instantly shattered, and even the surrounding walls were torn and cracked in an instant. The resulting gusts of wind and waves instantly swept Xiao Pa to the ground, rolling her several times. Her relaxed demeanor was instantly shattered, leaving her in a state of disgrace and dejection.

All of this was caused by a falling black object. It was a knight in black armor. After crashing to the ground of the church, she didn't stop, but plowed the ground like an ox, creating more cracks without stopping. As if she was under some irresistible force, she couldn't stop moving at all.

Fortunately, the blue-haired girl named Nana caught the opponent's body at the perfect moment, and before the black-armored knight crashed into the church pulpit, she placed her upper body steadily on the ground. Meanwhile, Amy, with a vigilant expression, stepped over the fallen Xiao Pa and stood in front, gazing solemnly at the hole outside the church.

The black-armored knight collapsed to the ground, tightly gripping a fiery red sword. After a few painful coughs, the blade lost its crimson glow and transformed back into a black iron blade. Her helmet also peeled off from the impact, revealing a peerless beauty.

The knight's identity became obvious at this moment. Apart from Bai Lin, that silly guy, who else would be so good-looking and put a can on himself?

From the outside, Bai Lin had already suffered numerous injuries. One of her hands was nearly broken, and she had a penetrating wound somewhere else. Although Bai Lin had applied some cauterization herself, the intense exercise still caused blood to seep out. Her entire body was covered in wounds of varying sizes, many near-fatal. However, even with these injuries, she had almost gotten used to them.

Bai Lin, who was a little dizzy from the fall, stood up with all her strength, loosened her other hand, and released the little Miyu who was tightly hugged in her arms. At the same time, she picked up her weapon and stood up, shouting at the other party,

"Get out of here, you unlucky thing! Find a safe place to stay!"

As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Pa, who had just climbed up from the floor, stood on tiptoe and patted Bai Lin's shoulder. She didn't care whether Bai Lin paid attention or not, and put her face close to Bai Lin, and said with a strange look,

"I'm not saying anything, sister, you've ruined our place, aren't you going to explain first? Even though it's not my place..."

Before Xiao Pa could finish his words, another, even more powerful crash echoed through the crowd. A long blade, blazing with lightning, pierced the ground in front of the church like a missile, its aftermath instantly destroying most of the structure. Another cloaked figure, also shimmering in the light of lightning, landed on the ground in front of the church.

Chapter 640: The Return of the Saint Walker

The tight black soft armor, flowing white short hair, and stern golden eyes fully revealed the identity of the newcomer. With a seemingly delicate body, she easily pulled up the long sword stuck in the ground, instantly suppressing the thunder and restraining its rage.

"Why resist? You are already a sinner, and accepting divine punishment is your best option. Today, your fate is over!"

The only person who could hunt Bai Lin like this was Sheng Qili. Although he didn't know how she escaped, Bai Lin was speechless when he saw her again. Although her body had been seriously injured, Bai Lin would not give in at all. She cursed loudly,

"I'm not blaming you for anything. I'm not a good citizen in my life, but at least I haven't done anything extremely evil. Being hunted down by a psychopath like you is just unfortunate. A mystical messenger like you keeps saying your father is a sinner. If I were truly that sinful, your god would have sent your father away long ago. How could you be the one doing his work?"

Listening to Bai Lin's insults, Sheng Qili's eyes fluttered, and her face became even colder. She stared at Bai Lin, threw her cloak, took a stance, and replied to Bai Lin,

"Stupid, ignorant, and extremely violent. There's no point in saying more to someone like you."

"You were the one who spoke to me first?!"

Bai Lin was furious after being beaten and scolded. She swung the knife in her hand, and the flames instantly ignited. A battle was about to break out.

At this moment, Xiao Pa, who had been knocked to the ground by the wind and waves again, stood up again. She was also very angry after being interrupted again and again, and shouted loudly in dissatisfaction,

"You two, can you please go somewhere else if you're fighting?! You've already destroyed the place, and you're still trying to make a bigger scene? Do you have any shame?!"

"I don't want to either, but do you think that psychopath over there will let me go?! Yelling at me is no use!"

Although it was wrong to damage someone else's house, Bai Lin was in a bad mood at the moment. She responded in a very tough and louder tone. As soon as she said this, Nana, who was not far behind, suddenly said,

"So, as long as we help you get rid of her, you are willing to compensate for this matter?"

"Of course, although it would be best to ask this bitch for compensation, she doesn't look like she has much money..."

Before Bai Lin could finish his words, a golden figure flashed in front of him. It was Amy, the oldest sister among the three. She stretched her muscles and bones, looked at Sheng Qili in front of her, and said slowly,

"I don't know what happened between you two, and I'm not interested. As long as you're willing to pay compensation and leave, we won't bother you two. What do you think?"

The elder sister, who was already quite courageous before, showed even more composure and strength in this tense situation. Facing the very dangerous guy like Sheng Qili, she did not give in at all. And Sheng Qili did not change her bad temper. She directly said,

"I don't want to cause any more trouble. As the god's agent, as long as you don't stop me, I promise not to attack you."

"Don't you know how to speak human language? You were the one who was disrespectful first, and you still dare to threaten us?"

Xiao Pa's temper couldn't stand Saint Qili's. She immediately stepped forward and lashed out at him. Saint Qili's icy gaze instantly turned towards her, and an overwhelming pressure instantly washed over her, as if strangling her throat and choking her. Under this pressure, she unconsciously took two steps back, trembling.

At this time, Nana hugged Xiaopa's body, straightened her up, and said with a smile,

"Don't be afraid. Although we succubi aren't particularly good at fighting, it's only natural for us to put up a little resistance when others bully us like this."

Facing the other party's cold but rational words mixed with some tenderness, Xiao Pa blushed slightly, then broke away from Nana's support, patted the dust off her body, and said with a wandering look,

"I'm not afraid!"

"You heard it too, my sisters don't seem very satisfied with your attitude."

Amy's voice gradually deepened as she spoke. As Xiaopa had said, Sheng Qili was originally at fault, and this attitude was bound to be unpleasant. Bai Lin had at least agreed to compensation, but Sheng Qili was resorting to force. Who would be willing to accept her?

Six rose-red rays of light flashed simultaneously from the three women's eyes. Immediately afterwards, long, slender black tails emerged from beneath their skirts. Goat horns and bat wings effortlessly emerged from the flimsy nun's attire. Their identities were surprisingly familiar to everyone: succubi.

Honestly, their transformation didn't add any real pressure to the situation; it simply brought out their alluring racial talents. Simply put, it made a serious boss battle feel a bit more frivolous... But seeing these three people willing to help her, Bai Lin was very happy. She raised her weapon and came to the front, standing shoulder to shoulder with Amy, saying solemnly,

"Be careful, this guy's strength is still enough to make her talk tough."

"It's okay. If you're injured, I'll just ask you to pay for the medical expenses."

Without waiting for Amy to reply, Xiao Pa replied to Bai Lin very naturally. On the other hand, Sheng Qili's expression did not change much, but he said in a rather intimidating manner,

"It seems that you are determined to be my enemy."

"We are not trying to be your enemy, my mentally unstable lady. This is our ultimatum. If you still stubbornly cling to your original choice, then you can't blame us for helping this person take action against you."

Amy replied forcefully, and the atmosphere grew even more tense. Saint Qili didn't say anything more. She glared, and a pulsating lightning instantly vibrated around her and the tip of the knife, a pressure powerful enough to be called a mental shock. The three succubi didn't shy away, returning her gaze.

No matter what, succubi are a race that plays with other people's minds. How could they be easily defeated mentally?

Chapter 641 Seven Major Disaster Stars

Seeing that the pressure was not enough, Sheng Qili groaned, closed her eyes slightly, and turned sideways. Then, the next moment, her body flashed out in an instant, leaving no trace behind.

"You are just a mere succubus. If you don't want to give way, then I won't let you go."

A vast magical force filled the entire church in the blink of an eye, and a strange feeling instantly spread through the succubi. By the time they realized what was happening, Saint Qili's blade had already clashed fiercely with Bai Lin. Sword shadows flew, flames flashed, and the intense sharpness of the blade created cracks deep into the stone in the surrounding ground.

The succubi standing nearby were also caught in the aftermath of the collision. Amy, standing at the front, stepped forward and extended her claws towards Ichigo, but was still instantly cut, blood spurting out.

You know, while succubi aren't a combat race, they're quite physically strong. Having discarded some of their demonic armor and left most of their flesh exposed, succubi are inherently resistant to magic. While they feel incredibly fine to the touch, they could easily withstand being crushed by a standard civilian hydraulic press, let alone a knife.

The armor covering the ends of its limbs after revealing its true form was even harder. How could such a being be damaged simply by the aftermath of a collision?

Seeing the succubi were insignificant, Sheng Qili stopped looking and instead focused his attention back on Bai Lin. His continuous slashes were as sharp as ever, and even Bai Lin, who had mastered new techniques, found it difficult to withstand Sheng Qili's attacks.

Bai Lin's favorite fighting style was a fast and clever style that made it impossible to slow down. Even if she was about to be attacked, she would first swing her knife and put it on the opponent's neck. Now that it was her turn to face this style of fighting, she also realized how troublesome some of her previous enemies were.

Damn it, she fought like a mad dog, but she had taken everything into account and done everything to the best of her ability. It was so disgusting, I had no idea how to break her moves.

Bai Lin, retreating steadily, reluctantly fought back. Reflecting on her recent training, she wielded her long sword with one hand, bringing it back to her shoulder after a clash of blades. Simultaneously, she resheathed her round shield, just in time to block one of Sheng Qili's attacks. Seizing the momentum, she leaped away, spun around, and focused. With impeccable speed, she launched seven Iaijutsu slashes, locking onto the blind spot where Sheng Qili could dodge.

Seven major disasters

Faced with this incredibly tricky, powerful, and deadly attack, Saint Qili showed no sign of panic. She casually swung her sword, neither diving to block nor dodging, but leaping high. Simultaneously, the long sword in her hand transformed into a massive tower shield, resembling a demonic halo and goat horns.

As everyone knows, in Bai Lin's original world, the original angels were extremely bizarre creatures. Their purpose was to repel demons, and therefore their appearance would be designed to intimidate them. This shield also had a similar meaning.

In this world, the angels' terrifying appearances have been replaced by this shield. In the long-established culture of demons, it symbolizes the stories of past battles, or perhaps even expulsions. They are to demons what the cross is to vampires, and the fear of death is to humans, a fear rooted in history and culture.

The tower shield was thick and majestic, emanating a sacred aura capable of silencing clamor and settling war with supreme power. As the shield emerged, the three succubi surrounding it seemed to huddle together and shudder. This massive silver-white shield truly instilled awe.

Leaping into the air, Sheng Qili unleashed all the strength she'd stored up in her waistband, wielding a massive shield nearly as large as herself. She charged directly at Bai Lin. Using a katana to chop a massive shield—that's insane! Seeing the momentum was turning against him, Bai Lin lost his footing and retreated two steps. Sheng Qili, relentless in pursuit, swung her shield twice at Bai Lin. At a certain point, the shield suddenly vanished, and from behind it, the Holy Snake's spear emerged.

Bai Lin nervously dodged Sheng Qili's attack. Fortunately, her reaction was quick enough, and the bony spear only grazed Bai Lin's blade tip, scratching her body slightly. While using her long sword to protect herself, Bai Lin suddenly thrust forward, flinging the spear away and unleashing a burst of energy, attempting to use the increased attack range to repel Sheng Qili.

If there was any melee style that could rival Bai Lin's purely mechanical, hard-hitting style, it was only one: to defeat her with even greater force. Simply retreating was impossible. With their physical abilities, draining the opponent's stamina was too difficult. The only way to win was to seize every opportunity they could.

Sheng Qili remained unfazed. She casually tossed the spear beside her, forming a fist in her hand, clearly wanting to try out another piece of equipment. Compared to Bai Lin's constant need to use her shield, this seemed much more convenient. Counting on her superior speed, Sheng Qili, who already outclassed Bai Lin in every way, unleashed a never-ending flow of attacks, making it impossible to get used to her rhythm. The same was true for defense; you never knew what Sheng Qili would use, how she would defend, or what she would do afterward.

Just as she was about to draw her weapon, a strange sensation caused her body to pause for a moment. Saint Qili's eyes trembled, and an unusual blush spread across her face, while her entire body seemed to tremble.

This momentary pause gave Bai Lin an opportunity. Unleashing his energy, he launched two slashes, one striking the opponent's internal organs, attempting a fatal blow but failing. The armor held him back, leaving only a bloody wound visible to the bone. The other strike aimed directly at Sheng Qili's eyes. Although Sheng Qili reacted at the last moment, Bai Lin still took the blow, instantly ripping his limp eyeball apart and scattering it in the intense heat. Only a long, splattering streak of blood and Sheng Qili's scream of pain remained.

Chapter 642: A Sacred Body

"Hey, let's see how arrogant you can be now."

"Although she seems to have a divine body or something, her mental resistance in this area is very high. But fortunately, she didn't seem to care about the three of us at all. After a certain amount of time to crack it, it was considered a success."

"If we had taken a little precaution, this situation wouldn't have happened. This is the result of underestimating the succubus."

The three sisters, Xiaozhongda, all had a seductive pink light gleaming in their fingertips and eyes. It was obvious that it was the three of them who had secretly performed a magic trick that caused Saint Qili to pause for a moment.

As a succubus, the ability to force estrus wasn't often used, but it was still there. As the three of them had said, as long as the target ignored them, the combined power of the three could be terrifying.

Sheng Qili's combat awareness was similar to Bai Lin's. Theoretically, she should have considered every possible unexpected situation within the arena and reacted as quickly as possible. However, the difference was that in her eyes, Bai Lin was the only enemy. Like the Crane before, if Crane hadn't attacked but instead provided remote support, Sheng Qili wouldn't have cared at first. She would only prioritize her actions after feeling threatened.

She did have a bad temper, but there was indeed a bit of kindness in Saint Qili's nature, and it was this "kindness" that gave the succubi an opportunity to take advantage of her, and also caused a change in the battle situation between the two people whose strength was originally not much different.

Before Saint Qili's eyes could regain consciousness, a powerful force erupted from her body, striking the blade she had instinctively raised. A tingling sensation, as the blade collided with the hard object, passed through Saint Qili's hand. The sensation, like slicing through a mountain with a sharp blade, further staggered her already injured self.

Bai Lin had already lowered her katana, and the objects colliding with Sheng Qili's blade were her fiery fists. Fists are one of the most powerful blunt instruments in the human body, especially with Bai Lin wearing gloves. If she unleashed a series of punches, they would be far more formidable than a tunnel boring machine. Even a single punch would be a devastating blow.

Bai Lin followed up with several powerful punches. The greatest advantage of a fist is speed; the speed of a weapon cannot match the speed of a punch. Even though Sheng Qili had her own unique advantages in this area, it could not violate this principle. Therefore, she could only block and retreat, extremely panicked. Bai Lin, on the other hand, became more and more excited. Her brow furrowed, she took a big step forward, and a horizontal swing punch came from behind, heading straight for Sheng Qili.

She wasn't aiming at Saint Qili himself. Even with the loss of an eye, Saint Qili was still a formidable opponent. Bai Lin had achieved the realm of emptiness during his battle with He, capable of engaging in combat even without conscious awareness. Even if Saint Qili didn't have that level of awareness, he still had subconscious combat reflexes. Therefore, this pursuit punch had no chance of hitting the main body.

She aimed for the side of Sheng Qili's long sword. Its slenderness and sharpness were its strengths, but viewed from the side, it was nothing more than a slightly harder piece of iron. Often, breaking a sword was much easier than breaking a steel pipe. Bai Lin's goal was to strike from a blind spot in the opponent's limited vision, insidiously aiming for the blade's weakest point and delivering a brutal blow.

Even if the knife cannot be broken, it will definitely be restricted and will not be able to exert its original power for a certain period of time.

Sheng Qili retreated repeatedly, fighting purely on instinct, oblivious to Bai Lin's sudden change of attack. By the time she realized what was happening, the feathered wolf's long sword had already begun to wail. The previously agitated lightning and thunder magic burst forth like mist, harmlessly dissipated by Bai Lin's punch. The once bright blade seemed to dim considerably after the collision.

Sheng Qili, who already felt her arms numb, was further frustrated by this collision. Her hands softened, her teeth clenched, and she made a prompt decision to jump back with all her strength. She casually swung the long sword in her hand, which did not store much magic power. The lightning immediately turned into a restless barrier and was thrown towards Bai Lin.

Without the sharpness of his slashing blows, no matter how much magic power he possessed, he was nothing more than a paper tiger. Bai Lin took a deep breath and threw a punch, shattering the seemingly terrifying lightning wall. But just as the lightning dissipated, another spine-chilling sharp intent reached Bai Lin's eyes.

A powerful attack is usually not a true finishing move, but a deceptive trick to kill. Bai Lin was very clear about this, but she did not expect that in just such a moment, Sheng Qili's body would already be in front of her, and even in such a state, he chose to pursue without hesitation.

The dark golden claws split into seven fingers, clinging to Saint Qili's arms. At the same time, several thorn-like joints pierced Saint Qili's flesh at irregular intervals from the back of the claws, piercing her body like torture instruments. Though dull, the claws were extremely luxurious, especially the incantations engraved on them and the bright red ruby ​​embedded in one of the claws, which all indicated their extraordinary origin. And it was these stabbing claws that nearly struck Bai Lin.

Unexpected, of course, Bai Lin's battle strategy wouldn't be disrupted by such a small incident. Her heart raced, and she swiftly launched a flurry of punches, charging at the airborne Saint Qili. However, the opponent, in an extremely bizarre move, flipped mid-air, deftly dodging Bai Lin's rapid-fire attacks. Then, he landed lightly, circling behind Bai Lin.

With the other party now behind her, Bai Lin felt a sense of foreboding, and she immediately turned around. Even more ominous was the scene before her. Sheng Qili didn't attack Bai Lin again, but instead, with a psychedelic form, she swiftly pursued the three succubi who had just attacked her.

"Be careful--!"

Bai Lin shouted loudly and was about to chase and stop the person, but she felt a sharp cutting sensation on her hands at some point, and a large amount of blood gushed out from Bai Lin's arms, but her armor was not damaged at all. The pain made Bai Lin miss the best opportunity to stop the person.

Chapter 643 Burst Mode

This calmness lasted for less than two seconds, but this moment of tranquility seemed incomparably long. Then, Bai Lin, steadying her breathing, glared with eyes as if possessed by divine torches. Instantly, bursts of extremely frantic noises erupted from her fists and her heart. Even more violent and rapid than before!

If the previous event was a fiery fervor, igniting an engine, the current level was a continuous, unrelenting explosion. It was a sound not unlike that produced by the human body, exploding continuously. The flames suddenly spread from the flame-breathing gloves to Bai Lin's entire body.

The magic patterns engraved on the interior of the armor were partially activated, and a scorching flame, like a molten source, instantly began to flow from the toes and poured back into Bai Lin's armor. They dissolved parts of the armor, compressing it even more tightly, and then transformed into lines on the outside of the armor, making the overall metal shape even tighter.

The outer armor began to change, its shape gradually shifting away from its ordinary form to resemble Vesta's body structure. Although the outer shell was harder and more prominent, fusing in an exaggerated manner, it remained harmonious from any angle, even appearing smoother around the edges.

The back of the shoulder armor was divided into two wing-like structures, and from under the protruding metal blocks, a flickering heat wave erupted. And on Bai Lin's back, a huge main engine twisted out, like a violent dragon. Even though it was not in combat mode, it constantly swallowed and breathed out flames from its mouth.

There are rows of movable metal structures on both sides of the body, all of which move rhythmically and emit heat from the body, so that the overall temperature does not appear too outrageous, and the overall mechanical feel is also more full.

The helmet on her head also exploded, leaving behind a protective iron mask covering her chin and cheeks. The blazing flames made her golden pupils seem to ignite even hotter, and flames seemed to flow within her blazing gaze. Just like the fiery red magic ring trembling erratically on Bai Lin's chest, it was like a burgeoning volcano, twisting and turning, as if ready to erupt violently at any moment.

The armor, clearly composed of individual parts, was connected by the intense flames, forming a roaring, mechanical behemoth that clung to Bai Lin's body. Her entire body was covered in a mechanical exoskeleton, and the flames permeated her body and mind, constantly burning and exploding.

This was one of the rewards the Elf Queen gave Bai Lin after he completed her commission. It was a specially adapted armor deformation mode, Explosion Mode, adapted for the Flame Punch weapon. Even though the armor was blown apart, its defense remained intact. In fact, due to the extremely unreasonable compression of the material, its hardness increased.

The tighter-fitting suit also made Bai Lin's movements easier. The addition of more engines made her body even more powerful. Not only her speed, but also her strength, would far surpass what it had been before.

"I really don't know what I did wrong to cause a thing like you to come and hunt me down. But I know very well in my heart that you, a piece of shit, are a sinner who really deserves to die!"

After uttering these words, Bai Lin's emotions, along with the immense heat stored in her armor, instantly reached a fever pitch. Her figure instantly vanished, leaving only a trail of flames in her wake. Saint Qili, lying on the ground, still struggled, seemingly paving the way for Bai Lin's new form.

But would Sheng Qili really be the type to retreat so quickly? The answer remains to be seen. In reality, as Bai Lin's armored Bull Cup was rapidly transforming, Sheng Qili's consciousness had already broken free from the Desuccubus's control. She couldn't get up because her consciousness hadn't fully recovered. As a fellow melee specialist, Sheng Qili knew full well that in her current state, facing Bai Lin, who had just activated his new cheat, head-on would be a very low odds.

Since she couldn't handle it head-on, she had to either evade, use her skills to hold off, or wait for an opportunity. Facing Bai Lin's relentless barrage, it was extremely difficult to hold off with her skills. Since Sheng Qili's goal was to kill Bai Lin, there was no way she could avoid him. Therefore, she was lying on the ground, naturally waiting for a sneak attack.

As luck would have it, the pair of dark golden claws on her hands were indeed well-suited for this task. They had a legendary history of assassination.

Deserts, dry and vast, inhospitable to human habitation, often harbor countless treasures. Minerals, oil, and otherworldly energy sources, as well as countless treasures, are countless. And in this desolate land overflowing with wealth, there naturally exists a king who reigns supreme, ruling over all the wealth.

The king possessed the inherent cruelty, the inherent vices of all kings, but it was precisely because of this vice that he was able to suppress this vast treasure trove, to seize this supreme advantage. This was the cruelty that a king should possess, and so even the gods never punished the king for his cruelty. Yet, Heaven brought disaster upon the king.

Because of the king's depravity, some of the inhabitants of this desolate land naturally expressed discontent. This wasn't just ordinary dissent, but a final act of resistance from a people oppressed to the extreme. Countless slaves struggled with their last breaths, swinging their weapons at the king, but all they received was an unsurprising end.

As if sensing the suffering of the people, the doomed child was born by heaven's will. Born as an ascetic, his mind was clear, without a trace of impatience within him. When he reached a certain level of maturity amidst immense suffering, he, as a slave, thrust his sword at the king.

Unlike all the others who had come before, this summons had succeeded. The king was cornered in his own chambers, but the summons, surprisingly, stopped at the last moment. He had another epiphany.

The king is the pinnacle of life, possessing an extremely heroic and arrogant spirit. This is not something he needs to restrain. Under his rule, the region has prospered immensely, which is the best proof of this. Naturally, there is no need for the king to pay the price of his life for his brutality.

Chapter 644 Hidden Glory

What ascetic would become a mortified person simply because they were angry? He was chosen by Heaven, not because Heaven wanted the king dead, but because he was to experience the sufferings of life and gain his own understanding. He would use himself to counterbalance the king's brutality, becoming the divine within the king's humanity, and practicing the true divine law.