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I'AM~A Villain Bishop Of Sin

When it comes to "Traversers", normal people should think of golden fingers, beautiful girls, the unshakable protagonist strong luck, and the future who will become heroes and brave men. Luo Mo also passed through, and he also has the "Golden Finger: the core of the Ex-Machina" allows him to have the ability to learn and strengthen theoretically infinitely, and the "spirit" allows him to absorb the negative emotions of others and turn it into power. He also wanted to be like everyone else, to be a decent person and be admired, but... the reality does not seem to allow him to do so. He was born into a ONI clan and was about to be executed. After struggling to survive the nine-year-old village, he encountered the catastrophe of the Witch Sect. In this catastrophe, he even met a top-quality loli. It was the villain BOSS that existed hundreds of years ago——Pandora, the fake witch. At this moment, he suddenly understood that MY beautiful life in another world seemed to have nothing to do with him, and even how to survive had become a very challenging technical task.

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Chapter 8~~~~

".... Another young Oni , he didn't escape and sent himself to the door, what a touching friendship!"

The shadowy figure, clearly the leader, made a low, hoarse voice from under his hood, and there was a palpable excitement in his words.

"Carlos?!"

When the rock wall disintegrated, Rem, who subconsciously looked in the direction the shadow was looking at, immediately noticed the figure flying towards them through the barrier of the flames everywhere.

The shadow did not stop Luo Mo and the twins from meeting, he took the initiative to move away a certain distance, and stood more than 20 meters away and stared at them with cruel eyes:

"What kind of smell will the younger brothers and sisters of the Oni clan produce when they burn together? I'm really looking forward to it~"

"....madman...."

Luo Mo opened his hands to block in front of the sisters, stared at each other nervously, and said without looking back: "You two, run away! I'll block them."

"Idiot! Hurry up.... Escape... Anyway, Ram is no longer available. Ram is here to stop him.... Don't be a Oni , take Rem and run away!"

Ram, who is full of confidence and majesty at all times, looks extremely weak at this moment, and it is particularly difficult to even grit his teeth and stand up.

"...You don't look like you can block others at all. Let me do it. Rem, hurry up and move!"

"Yes Yes!"

Unlike Luo Mo and Ram, who is too precocious, Rem is like a normal child. The six gods and no masters forgot to fight at the beginning. Now, under Luo Mo's scolding, he reflexively obeys. With his words, he supported Ram and was ready to leave.

But it seemed that he just realized what Luo Mo said. He stopped and showed an expression of about to cry. He pulled the hem of his clothes and made a sound of crying:

"I.... we're leaving, what about Carlos...?"

"I will block them, it's okay, I won't die, I will definitely find you."

Although Luo Mo's nervous hands trembled a little in the first actual battle, when he thought of the two children behind him, he somehow managed to calm himself down, and forced a slightly broken smile.

This always seems very mature, but at this moment it is rare to show a stubborn appearance, which makes Ram pursed his lips and muttered angrily: "It's just a younger brother, but he really knows how to talk big..."

"Wrong, I'm my brother."

"... Obviously the weakest."

"At least the current state should be better than you."

"... Obviously the shortest."

"If you say this, it will hurt your heart, but I will be taller than you in two years. When you do, remember it to me, and I will definitely call you a short winter melon."

"It's really courageous....Is this the attitude of talking to the next patriarch?"

"There are only three of us left in the Oni clan. When I marry you, the throne of the patriarch will naturally belong to me, so don't die even for the throne of my patriarch."

".... Ram is better than you in every way, but Ram is no longer good.... You are definitely not good either... At this time, be honest..."

"Ah, don't be too arrogant? Who said you must be better than me in every way? Are you making a promise or threatening me?"

Luo Mo, whose palms were sweating, was talking to Ram in an almost usual tone, and crouched down to pick up the cross swords scattered on the ground.

The opposite side didn't intend to stop him from any action at all, just like a man who was watching a play, he waved his hands at will, and a large number of black-robed men who seemed to have climbed out of the shadows began to emerge continuously and moved towards him in strange shapes. The three of them moved over.

"Wind Summoning!"

Luo Mo, who has the attributes of "earth" and "wind", waved his still immature hand, driving the magic power to call out the wind, forming a sharp blade and slashing at the head of the black-robed man.

But.... the ordinary black-robed man headed down with an accurate sword, slashing on the wind blade and turning it into a hurricane that lost its lethality.

"...Isn't it really that simple?"

If he is Oni , he might be able to fight for a while, but if he is not Oni , he is like a half-assed person who knows a little bit of magic.

It looks like cannon fodder. In fact, it should be regarded as an elite among mercenaries. Just fighting with normal Oni will become cannon fodder. Hard to beat.

But when he was anxious and didn't know how to break the game, the opponent didn't stop, and in a flash, he forced himself in front of him and took a stance.

The man in black robe, who looked like a mess of fish, was stronger than he had imagined in terms of speed and strength. He was barely able to block it with a sword, but he couldn't stand the strength at all.

However, he bumped into the sisters who were supporting each other, causing him to fall to the ground with the girls' exclamations.

Except that his hands were a little numb, because the back of the two girls' pads didn't hurt at all, but he turned over quickly to avoid crushing Ram, who was already injured, from serious injuries.

"Ugh....Sister....Sister, is your sis okay?"

The bewildered Rem hurriedly hugged her sister, who lost her strength after losing her horns, with a pained cry, while Ram couldn't help shaking his head, enduring the dizziness and quickly hugging his sister beside him: "... .Ram...It's okay, how is Rem?"

Luo Mo, who was lying on the ground just like the two sisters, shook his numb hands and glanced at the sisters who had been crushed by him before, but now he left his sisters who were in love with each other. Even if he understood that they had a good relationship, he was a little depressed. At the same time, the tense emotions in my heart were inexplicably relieved.

"...Don't you two care about me?"

"Sister, elder sister looks very bad..."

"Ram is fine.... you can't, Carlos... hurry up and take Rem away, please... run away honestly!"

Ram, who was panting all the time, stared at him with crimson pupils that reflected the color of the flames around him, but his eyes revealed an unprecedented pleading.

However, Luo Mo turned his head away, avoiding her gaze and denying her proposal: "...you must try it if you can, and no matter how you look at the situation now, you can't stop them, but if you don't People stop us, all three of us have to die here today."

Although he wanted to obey Ram and run away, the man's pride would not allow him to do so.

If it's an ordinary child, it's fine, but the other party is watching him grow up, or a child who has been giving him food all these years and has a lot of kindness towards him.

"...Is this the time to repay?"

Staring at the tiger's mouth that was cracked open by the previous blow and oozing blood, he endured the pain and clenched his fists and climbed up from the ground, looking up at the man in black, who didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill him. .

He was so weak that he couldn't do anything, even blocking a miscellaneous soldier was very difficult. If he wanted to block these unknown numbers of intruders, it was simply a man's arm to block the car.

The tense air seems to be ringing deep in his ears, even if he can't know whether his horn can adapt to everything, but now he has no more choices.

He took a deep breath and clenched the dagger in his hand, opened his posture, lowered his body, and assumed an offensive posture, determined to gamble.

A faint halo spread out in front of the forehead, the surrounding magic was forcibly recruited, and crimson arcs flashed in the air.