These are the places where he galloped yesterday. Chris felt his gaze and began to show uneasiness. Karl slowly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing an unfathomable smile: “Continue.” Chris looked tense, afraid that her guess would be confirmed, but also looking forward to the truth: "You didn't simply move things yesterday, but... stopped time." Her tone revealed her fear of unknown forces. She spoke every word carefully and stared at Carl closely, trying to read something from his expression. Carl just smiled, as if he was playing a game. Chris took a deep breath and said, "When I checked the injuries yesterday, I found that those wounds... were lacerations that would only occur due to repeated friction." Carl narrowed his eyes slightly. This beautiful saint was much more perceptive and brave than he had expected. Even when facing an invincible enemy, he still tried to test him subtly through words. Carl knew that if he showed his weakness in front of Chris, the weak saint, he would be no match for this wet nurse.
Can't follow Chris's lead. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, smiling strangely: "A saint who has lost her virginity has no place in the church. But I can give you a place to belong, and you will get everything you really want." Chris was surprised when she heard this. After a brief moment of astonishment, she looked at Karl steadily, with a bit of disbelief in her tone: “You... are a demon?” Karl didn’t understand what the devil was, he just looked at her calmly. Chris felt a little regretful when he didn't admit it, then shook her head: "The saint's holiness comes from the soul, not just the body. When all this is over, I will take the initiative to confess to the church and accept the punishment I deserve." "Holy soul, hahaha!" After hearing this, a sly smile flashed across Carl's face. He laughed as if he had heard a great joke: "It seems that you don't really understand yourself, Saint Chris. So, how about we play a game?" He leaned forward slightly, his voice low and seductive: "I will go with you, and in the process, you will get to know your true self again in the pleasure of the flesh. As a rule of the game, I will not attack your companions." "Seven days is the deadline. If you can still maintain your so-called holy soul within these seven days, I, Karl, will leave this world." Chris heard this, and hesitation flashed in her eyes. She knew that she couldn’t fight against Karl. If she could gain a chance of survival for herself and her companions through this game, she would not give up easily. She stared at Karl: “Why should I believe that you will keep your promise?” Carl smiled and raised his finger, a movement that made Chris shudder. As if she had a premonition of what was about to happen, she showed a look of horror on her face and blurted out: "Don't..." The next second, the whole world came to a standstill. Time was stopped by Carl. Carl slowly stood up from the throne and walked to Chris. His fingertips gently brushed across her face, which was tense with fear. The delicate touch made him sigh:
"I have to say, you're really beautiful." He then moved very skillfully. This time he didn't have to be restrained like he was yesterday and he easily tore off her beautiful nun's robe. “The swelling has actually gone down.” Carl ran his fingertips over it. It was good to know the healing technique, as it was a serious laceration yesterday. He picked up Chris's slender body and began to practice. With yesterday's experience, today was obviously much smoother. It seemed that the treatment did not have the effect of tightening. "call.." Carl actually wanted to try some other positions, but he was three meters tall and there was a huge size difference between him and Chris. He could only sit on the throne and play with it like a doll. The most you can choose is to hug her from the front or from the back. "The Saint is really good." Carl sighed and squinted his eyes in enjoyment. The time stop ends. "No." After Chris shouted, she felt her body lighten, followed by a feeling of soreness all over her body. His feet went weak and his long legs could no longer support his body, so he sat heavily on the ground. Her eyes fell on the nun's uniform scattered aside, the symbol of sainthood, but now it fell to the ground like a discarded rag. Chris gritted her teeth and looked up at Karl: “I accept the bet.” Karl narrowed his eyes and looked at Chris deeply. This saint lady is indeed not simple. After recognizing the reality, she was able to quickly adjust her mindset, be flexible and not stick to doctrine. Carl smiled and announced, "The game begins." Sylvie and Will stood quietly at the door. They didn't have to wait too long before they saw Chris come out. "Chrissy?" She sounded worried. As soon as the voice fell, Karl also walked out leisurely behind him. Seeing this scene, an expression of mixed vigilance and surprise immediately appeared on Sylvie's face. Karl showed a smile on his face: "Miss Chris and I have reached an agreement. I will go with you, but no matter what happens, I will not take action." This is his real purpose, to use these brave men as cannon fodder to find the Cthulhu monster. Letting Chris fall was just an excuse he found.
With this bet, we can develop some different ways of playing besides time stop. He glanced at Chris. She was trying hard not to look strange when walking, after all, she had two gems stuffed in her body. Chapter 11 is too outrageous A group of four walked upstream along the winding stream. The sunlight shone through the treetops and onto the water, adding a bit of vitality. However, the atmosphere between the four was extremely subtle. Sylvie and Will kept exchanging glances, and they were obviously skeptical about the so-called "agreement" between Chris and Carl. Chris's condition was obviously not right. Even though she tried her best to hide it, the three of them were teammates and could see that her walking posture was abnormal. Sylvie was filled with uneasiness, and she was always alert to Karl's every move. She had been thinking about what Karl’s purpose was. But the gap in strength between them forced her to take one step at a time. Carl had been observing Chris. She could actually walk with two gems rubbing against each other in her body, which showed how strong her willpower was. Carl raised his finger slightly. "Time stops." The whole world froze at this moment. Karl walked up to Chris and looked at her frowning brows and her face which was slightly pale due to pain. He reached out and untied her nun's robe. Looking at the place where the gem was inserted, a trace of blood seeped out. "It's because I'm inexperienced." Karl used his fingers to pick out two gems. Because the gems were irregular in shape, they collided with each other when she walked, scratching her: "She can really endure pain." Chris was afraid of being noticed, so she didn't dare to use healing techniques and just endured it. Carl was not a demon. After putting away the gem, he took out another relatively small and round one and placed it in front of her to prevent her from getting hurt again. Karl tidied her clothes and looked at her small lips, which were very tempting. Time begins to flow. Chris suddenly felt an inexplicable swelling deep in her throat, as if an indescribable sticky feeling was rising up her esophagus. She instantly realized what had happened before, her face suddenly changed, and she clenched her teeth. Afraid that the contents of my mouth would burst out. She was overwhelmed by shame and helplessness, but thinking that this was part of the bet, she knew she had to persevere. She gritted her teeth, made a low "gurgle" sound in her throat, and swallowed back the sticky feeling. A strong feeling of nausea and vomiting attacked her nerves, and her stomach was churning.
But just when the discomfort was beginning to subside. Chris suddenly discovered that the painful wound on her back wasn't as painful anymore, and the strange feeling also disappeared, leaving only a feeling of emptiness. Although there was a strange feeling in the front, it was obviously much smaller and rounder, so at least it would not cut her anymore. For a moment, Chris felt a little strange. Carl was not that bad. Karl's eyes were clear now, without any worldly desires. He had come to the place where he met the Invisible Girl last night. Looking around, the monster was nowhere to be found. "Be careful, there's a smell of blood." Sylvie's sense of smell was extremely sharp. She frowned slightly, spoke in an alert voice, and her eyes were fixed on a dense forest. Will and Chris immediately went into combat mode. Carl took the initiative to step back, and looking at the three people cooperating with each other tacitly, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that they were still powerful and worthy of being a team that dared to challenge him, a seventh-level evil dragon. The most important thing is to be vigilant. Sylvie held the sword tightly, took light steps, and approached the source of the bloody smell cautiously. As she approached the woods, she suddenly gestured to Will. Will immediately raised his staff, and more than ten water arrows appeared out of thin air, shooting towards the direction where Sylvie's sword was pointing with fierce momentum. The water arrows cut through the air, making bursts of breaking sounds. One of the water arrows accurately hit a large tree that was so big that one person could hug it. The trunk was pierced in an instant, and wood chips flew everywhere. Then, a scream was heard from behind the tree, and a fat goblin stumbled out. The next second, his head was pierced by a water arrow and he fell to the ground. At this moment, a number of blazing fireballs suddenly flew out from the bushes, aiming directly at Sylvie. Chris clasped her hands together and bowed her head as if she was praying. A layer of silver-white armor gradually covered Sylvie's body, as if the god of war had descended. She rushed into the grass as high as a person like a flash of lightning. The sword flashed and screams continued to be heard. In less than three minutes, the battle was over. Sylvie came out holding a goblin's head and frowned, "It's the Goblin King. I wonder why these cowardly guys would leave the cave." After she finished speaking, she turned her gaze to Karl. It was Carl who guided them to this area. However, at this time, Carl stood quietly aside, with a mysterious smile of a wise man on his face, as if telling Sylvie: You need to find the answer yourself. Sylvie had no choice but to look at her teammates and said, "Let's go to the goblin's lair. The goblin king shouldn't leave the lair, and they are acting very strangely." Will and Chris agreed. After having only one gem in her mouth, Chrissy gradually got used to it and didn't show any abnormality, at least not on the surface.
So they began to follow the footprints left on the ground. Carl was walking at the end of the team, and he was secretly frightened. Through the observation just now, he has roughly figured out the gap in strength between him and the other people in the team. Sylvie is a sixth-level warrior, and the other two are only between fifth and sixth levels. The good news is that his seventh-level physical strength is not as weak as he had previously imagined. At least he will not be killed instantly by Sylvie. The bad news is that Sylvie, Will and Chris don't have good coordination and strength.