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Chapter 141 The source of evil(1/3)

At this time, Mr. Pavarro gave people a very "holy" feeling, and this holiness had nothing to do with "gods".

In Karen's view, forcibly linking Mr. Pavarro in front of him with "God" exalts God but also tarnishes him.

Even Pu'er, who was sitting on Kevin's back, was looking at Mr. Pavaro seriously at this time.

He is not about to die, nor is he dead; he has died once and is about to disappear completely.

Under this premise, he still adheres to his inner creed and principles;

Pu'er began to understand why Karen kept using the honorific "you" to Mr. Pavarro after he "awakened" him.

After Mr. Pavarro said these words, his whole body became much more rickety, and the brightness in his eyes also became obviously dim. The spirituality in his body, after surviving the previous stage, began to obviously weaken.

.

At this time, Little John, who had been following behind with his arms trembling, slowly raised his head, his eyes turned white, and his whole temperament became cold:

"It's such a hypocritical and disgusting ceremony, and such ridiculous words that make people laugh."

Everyone turned around and looked at Little John, including Alfred who was standing at the sliding door observing the situation outside.

Little John pointed to Mr. Pavarro,

Then he pointed to the “pig pen” below,

smiled and said:

"Do you see it? This is a miracle produced by the religion you believe in. It is really real and impressive."

Karen looked at Little John and asked:

"Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Little John pointed at his face and said with a smile, "Didn't you bring him here just to have a conversation with me?"

Karen shook his head and said, "I brought him here because he is homeless now."

"He is the earliest contaminated person. His breath and body are the most suitable to temporarily carry my will. How dare you say now that this is not your arrangement?

I have appeared in front of you, and you have seen me. I don't want to argue with useless words here and make myself like him."

Little John pointed at Mr. Pavarro again.

"Okay." Karen nodded, "I wanted to talk to you, so I brought him with me. So, now can you tell me who the target I arranged to talk to is you.

What?"

Little John's face showed anger, he opened his hands and let out a sharp roar in his throat!

In an instant,

A sound so harsh that it can penetrate the soul spreads out.

The golden retriever closes the dog's ears, and the Pu'er on the back also closes the cat's ears;

Cats and dogs appear calm;

They may be afraid of you throwing a fork at them, but they are not afraid of this so-called soul attack because their soul level is very high.

Mr. Pavarro has no soul in his body for a long time. His current existence is the function of the remaining spiritual power in the corpse, so he is still standing there.

Alfred, who was walking towards here, frowned. According to the church's classification of alien demons, he was a spiritual alien demon and was relatively immune to such soul attacks.

Therefore, the only one present who really needs to face and suffer this offensive is Karen.

Karen felt dizzy, and then the world was spinning, but he quickly adapted to it, because although he did not have the immune condition like Alfred, he had long been accustomed to this feeling of pain in the brain.

He even felt that the attack from Little John at this time was not as painful as the pain he felt when he practiced the punishment spear at Allen Manor.

Practice has proven that not only will the palms become calluses due to frequent work, but so will the mind and soul.

Little John was very surprised because he found that his offensive could not defeat anyone present, including the cat and the dog!!!

"Let you be bold!"

Alfred came over, but Karen stretched out her hand to signal Alfred to stop.

Sensing Alfred appearing behind him, Little John put down his hands and stopped his offensive.

"Master..."

"Go and look outside. He is not in danger."

"Yes, Master."

Alfred went to the sliding door again and paid attention to the situation outside.

Karen looked at Little John and asked seriously again:

"Who are you?"

Little John raised his head, opened his mouth, and kept making "uh..." sounds, and his body shook slightly.

A few moments,

Little John lowered his head,

He said in a deep voice:

"I reviewed his memory of you again."

"oh?"

"His memory tells me that you have arranged everything long ago."

"Children tend to be one-sided and extreme when looking at things. They cannot be taken seriously. I really don't know who you are."

"I still don't believe it."

"Woof!"

At this time, the golden retriever barked, then turned its head and looked at Pu'er sitting on his back.

Pu'er angrily slapped the stupid dog on the head with his paw.

Seeing this scene, Karen focused her attention on Little John again and asked:

"Are you a holy weapon?"

Little John looked at Karen seriously, because there was no need for the other person to continue pretending to be stupid with him;

"So, you really don't know who I am?"

"Yes."

"Then what are you doing here!"

Karen pointed to the pig pen behind him and replied: "I'm here to solve this matter."

"You don't even know who I am in advance, and you still come to solve this matter?"

"I have roughly guessed that Mr. Judge Shu is not here for the blood spirit powder, but to sacrifice something here. That thing is you. There is a high probability that you are the sacred weapon, right?

"

Mr. Pavarro told himself after being awakened by him that when he discovered that the Honorable Judge was standing behind them, he realized that the purpose of the whole thing was not just for the blood spirit powder.

"Then what?" Little John asked.

"No more." Karen shrugged, "I'm not here for you, I'm here to save these people below."

"They no longer need you to save them. Their lives have entered a countdown after taking banned drugs. Hahaha, after they are pulled here, their only fate is to die in pain and torture, and then squeeze out the resentment in their bodies.

as nourishment.

Oh, during this process, their bodies will bleed a lot, and it seems that they are also used as materials.

So, you don’t need to save them, it’s meaningless.”

"No, it is meaningful, at least no one will be sent in in the future." Karen said.

"Hehehe..." Little John laughed, "You mean, you and he have the same noble character?"

Karen glanced at Mr. Pavarro, shook his head, and said:

"No, I'm not as noble as him."

At this time, Pu'er patted the golden retriever's neck again and said "meow". The golden retriever immediately turned around and ran down the high platform with Pu'er in his arms.

"There is a large formation outside this place."

"We know."

"But do you know that there is actually a more sophisticated monitoring array inside?"

"I really don't know about this."

"If I hadn't helped you block the monitoring array's awareness of your entry, the servants who have been responsible for observing the monitoring array should have issued an alarm."

"Well, okay, thank you." Karen then shouted to Alfred, who had been guarding the sliding door, "There is no need to guard there, someone is guarding it for us, go do your thing."

"Okay, Master." Alfred turned around and walked over, glanced at Little John warily, and then ran down in the direction of Kevin Pu'er.

On the high platform, only Karen Pavarro and Little John were left.
To be continued...
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