Chapter 143: Grab and Tear the Clothes of the Silver Moon Leader 3
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Having already torn some of his clothes during the transformation, he now stripped off the rest. In an instant, he is stark naked.
“You mean…like this?”
Leonard Churchill didn’t feel embarrassed in the least bit, he provocatively tilted his head upward a little.
Seeing this, the icy stare of the Silver Moon Leader clearly softened a lot.
But just as Leonard was about to drop his boxers, with a “pah” sound of a foot hitting thin air, he disappeared on the spot.
The next thing you know, he was choking the Silver Moon Leader against the wall, several meters away, chuckling, “Woman, were you commanding me just now?”
As he spoke, he ripped off the woman’s face veil, tearing open the clothes covering her chest in the process.
She was wearing a long dress, and a tug at it immediately exposed her exquisite body to the air.
Ahead of him, an extraordinarily aloof face.
Even with a hand around her neck, the Silver Moon Leader remained calm.
Not sure if it’s a new face or the Silver Moon Leader has always been this breathtaking.
There’s a divine quality to her, a beauty that transcends the mortal realm. This, combined with her beautiful skin, made her incredibly alluring. Leonard couldn’t suppress his agitated desires. He reached to her chin, examining the view down her chest, he clicked his tongue, “Ah… quite the figure, indeed.”
This wasn’t an act.
At this moment, his rationality couldn’t control the others within him.
It was also deliberate.
Mental abnormality was like another “charm” for Leonard.
What he needed to do now was to display some abnormal behavior to conceal his blind spots about the realm of divine believers.
After all, no matter how perfect the performance, some flaws will always show.
Just like what just happened.
Rather, the abnormal behavior resulting from these mental abnormalities could explain and cover up his few minor flaws.
This was also a fact.
This trick worked wonders indeed.
Even with a hand around her neck, there was no change in the Silver Moon Leader’s expression.
It seemed she was really waiting for Leonard to take off those clothes so she could confirm something.
She glanced at the brutality and desire in Leonard’s eyes. Being a master of mental secret skills, she saw through him at once, mumbling to herself, “Mental deformation, that explains it…”
However, seeing that the man before her was about to really get started, she calmly spoke, “lam the chosen vessel of Lord Arachne, my body will forever serve the great God…”
These words functioned like a decree.
Upon hearing this, Leonard’s brows immediately furrowed.
His hand gradually loosened.
Reuel Bible once warned him, whenever a believer mentioned the name of their
God, he should take it seriously.
Because no Old Days Believer would dare to joke about the name of God.
Any mention of it is like a command.
The silver-haired woman seemed to find his reaction natural.
With the hand around her neck loosening, she took some clothes from her Storage Ring and calmly put them on asking, “Do you have a relic that exempts you from mental secret skills?”
Leonard thought to himself, just as he expected.
He did not deny it at all: “Yes! But it’s in my eye and I can’t take it out. If it gets damaged, I’ll be detected immediately.”
This level four ancient relic called “Consciousness Carrier” is a barrier-type relic.
What’s clever about it is that it works on the wearer, but the main body of the relic isn’t on them.
A remote consciousness projection, used to prevent visual illusions.
If it gets damaged, the other side would know immediately.
The Silver Moon Leader listened and took another look, it seemed she had already guessed it, “So that’s how it is.”
However, she had no intention of taking out the relic.
She saw no need to fuss.
After all, faith pollution is a much more sophisticated means than mental secret skills.
It’s like having a steel rope to bind the target, the presence or absence of a hemp rope wouldn’t matter.
If she rashly messes with that relic, it might expose this important chess piece.
Seeing the Silver Moon Leader’s attitude, Leonard knew that things were progressing as they had planned.
This was another strategy of Leonard and Reuel Bible.
The two of them never believed that they could fool the Silver Moon Sect through the use of relics.
Leonard’s greatest reliance wasn’t some disguised identity, nor Reuel Bible, but the unconditional immunity to faith pollution granted by “Joker”!
The real effect of that relic is to prevent Leonard from being hypnotized by mental techniques, thus creating some uncontrollable troubles.
The reality was similar to what they had planned.
When Leonard came to the Fragrant Hill Apartment last time, he realized that
his performance should have exposed some flaws.
And it wouldn’t be hard for the Silver Moon Sect to guess that he was using means to exempt him from mental secret skills.
This time the Silver Moon Leader made that assumption and directly brought out “Moon” to pollute the faith.
After the Silver Moon Leader has put on clothes, he looked at Leonard’s invigorated state, and indifferently said, “If you want some pleasure, you can ask Sir Rosa to arrange some beautiful maids for you later…”
The Silver Moon Sect adheres to the creed of enjoyment of pleasures and endless dreams, primal desires are but natural, and they don’t consider it offensive.
“Heh, such riffraff do not appeal to me.”
Hearing this, Leonard also laughed coldly.
He went over and put on his own clothes, then nonchalantly asked, “You… what should I call you?”
The Sliver Moon Leader replies, “It doesn’t matter. From today onwards, call me Sophia, your distant cousin.”