Accept assimilation and start penetration

Ruskin spent more than a month in this bottomless ruins before fully mastering this body. Not only did he need the convenience of being able to move every inch of his body when he was in the bug state, but he also needed to manipulate the body when he was in the mimic human form. activity of the human skeleton. You must know that he can actually soften his body to the point where he can slip into any gap, which is extremely convenient when engaging in sneaking missions.

Ordinary humans would be locked in such a dark place for only a few days, and their skin would turn pale due to lack of light, but as a bug, it is precisely this kind of dark and shady place, no matter how long it stays, it is actually the same for him.

But not worrying about survival does not mean that he will stay in this place all his life. As a believer of the Zerg Mother, he must find a way to increase manpower for the Zerg war. This is actually easy to solve. Although this world has experienced years of war, the manpower is still several times higher than that of the Zerg world. Even in the large-scale battles a few years ago, the casualties of both sides were put to the Zerg, which was manpower that could determine the outcome of the war, but here it can only be regarded as a large-scale war.

So what can be done to send the people of this world to the Zerg? The precondition must be secrecy. If the human and demon races find that there is an additional third race that has the ability to subvert them, then they will definitely put aside their disputes and wipe out the Zerg race first. So the disappearance of those manpower must be logical, at least need to be able to explain.

Thinking of this, he had an idea in his heart, a very bold idea. Ideas that are only possible with the twisted unity of the Zerg.

But this may take a lot of time, maybe ten years, or ten years. Only in this way can these two races gradually accept the changes in the world. Fortunately, the Zerg still has so much time, enough for him to complete his layout.

So he stretched out his hands, and the bulge in that place immediately began to squirm, splitting two other individuals from his body. After splitting to the size of a human figure, the connection between the three was cut off. After adapting to the situation of the ruins, the two human figures began to rise, and gradually became two human figures that were exactly the same as the girl used to disguise. There is no expression at all, it can be said to be numb or dull.

The exhaustion of splitting two bodies made Ruskin lose his balance and find it difficult to stand firm. He knew from sufficient memory that splitting is the most energy-consuming thing. He didn't expect that splitting into two would make him feel like his soul was out of his body. What a hassle.

However, another advantage of Zergization is that it can manipulate these three bodies at the same time, allowing them to do different things at the same time, and even operate far away. In fact, the puppet masters among human beings have the same effect. Professional puppet masters can move and manipulate puppets at the same time, while the elite among them can only manipulate two puppets at the same time at most, and cannot move themselves. But Raskin's manipulation of two is only the lower limit, as long as he rests for a while, he can split more bodies.

But this is of no use to him, his three bodies have different tasks. But in the final analysis, there is actually only one task, and that is to infiltrate the two groups of humans and demons. Only by understanding them can we prescribe the right medicine and understand how to disintegrate them from the inside.

"Although I really don't want to go back to humans, but the mission is the mission, I still have to go." Raskin curled his lips, and his body collapsed instantly, turning into a body as soft as a bug, divided into three directions from the wall Go to the shortcut channel exclusively for bugs and leave.

The exploration team initially thought that the gaps in the walls were for ventilation, but this was completely wrong. The slender bodies of the bugs determined that they did not need to make the corridors of the ruins so wide. The only explanation was that it was to attract people from the past. Humans entered, giving them the illusion that this is a relic. The location chosen by the Zerg is actually very clever. To the south is the territory of humans, and to the north is the territory of the demons. It stands to reason that the passage built decades ago should be completely invalid due to the war. However, the tug-of-war between the human and demon races has made this secret passage still useful today, which is simply too nonsense.

What is the point of war?

In the gap between the mountains, the bark of a giant tree was suddenly torn from the inside, and soft worms wriggled out from the heart of the tree. It fell from the air to the ground with a loud sound, and then rose up as if it hadn't been hurt at all, and gradually turned into a clear human form. It was a beautiful girl with white hair, red pupils, and round breasts. Compared with those top succubi in the demon clan.

Ruskin scratched his head, thinking that the Zerg really knew where to choose. He recognized the forest. Not far from here is an important military base for humans on the border, and it is also the focus of competition between the human and demon races. It is often the humans who retreat and the demons take it back within a few weeks before being reorganized by the human counterattack. Both sides have invested countless troops on this front, and such chaos is simply the best place for infiltration.

"It's unbelievable that I'm getting a chill." He couldn't help shivering as his body entered the sunlight. Sure enough, the Zerg's body is inherently uncomfortable with the light. Although he can endure it as long as he endures it, fighting in this environment is definitely not good for him.

He ran forward with both legs, running much faster than ordinary humans. In just a few hourglasses, he arrived at the first battle zone, which was the human camp, where hordes of goblins were fighting with the female knights. This is probably a sneak attack, because the number of female knights is far less than that of goblins, and it seems that these knights are also in a state of injury.

Ruskin had no obligation to help either side. He stood above the open ground and watched the fight quietly. After only a few rounds of moves, the female knight was lost in the sea of ​​goblins. These unintelligent creatures only had the consciousness to execute orders. After killing these female knights, they left the corpses where they were, and dragged their bodies stabbed by swords to the next camp.

Ruskin didn't jump until it was confirmed that they were far away. It was really miserable. Most of the female knights died of excessive blood loss. This kind of seriously injured body is an excellent material for absorption.

Although he really wanted to do this, Ruskin still knew that he couldn't leave only one person in the camp. He walked through the bodies of the female knights, picking a body that satisfied him. Soon the one with the most incomplete armor caught his attention. It was obvious that this woman was a top-notch person. Her creamy golden hair was tied into a refreshing ponytail, and her face with a hint of sacred aura was dead. Also so inviolable. But such a sacred face is paired with a somewhat obscene body. Her breasts are not covered even by armor, and they are about to burst from the sides, as well as her legs wrapped in thick white stockings. The defensive soft armor cut by a sharp blade is simply too tempting, if Ruskin still has human desires.

He stretched out his hand, and the five fingers turned into entangled insect heads the moment he moved forward, and opened his huge mouth to swallow the body. Most of the bugs are omnivorous creatures. They can eat what humans and demons can eat, and they can eat what they can't eat. They can even mimic them into exactly the same things after eating.

"I don't want to be addicted to this feeling in the future." Ruskin shuddered at the delicious taste from his hand. Sure enough, the taste of the Zerg was different. Devouring his former kin would make him feel so delicious, like many Years ago when they were just preparing to set off, the emperor held a grand banquet, where they could only eat the usual noble food.

A human body with its armor was swallowed up in only a dozen seconds, not even the bones left. Fortunately, Ruskin is not human now, otherwise he would have let out a satisfied belch on the spot, thinking that the taste is actually really good.

Interrogating his own heart like this, Ruskin quickly began to cover up the wild thoughts in his heart with other things. His body made a crisp twisting sound, and his bones began to shatter in an instant. It was something mimicked and could be easily changed.

This body was obviously made by the Zerg according to the relatively perfect proportions among humans, but they didn't understand that being too perfect would make humans lose their attractiveness because they would have the idea that they can be seen from a distance but not played with. On the contrary, this kind of sacred but full of desire body is simply a walking hormone release machine. Ruskin doesn't know why such a person would go to the battlefield.

His body gradually became shorter, and the ratio between the bones also quietly changed, a little body fluid was discharged from the body to the skin to make room for the shrinkage. Her milk-blond hair became bright and white, and the color of her dark red pupils gradually faded. Muscles all over the body moved back and forth as if they were alive, rebuilding a layer of skin. Her already impressive bust actually expanded outwards, and her lower body moved upwards, which was the gradual increase of her legs. omen. The Zerg obviously only know that men like breasts, but they don't understand that what most men like is their face and figure, especially if the face is good enough to see the figure, that's everything. This female knight can obviously do this!

At the end of the change, her appearance had completely changed into that of a female knight, and the body fluid that hadn't fallen off her skin changed color and solidified on her body, turning into a close-fitting armor. That's right, bugs can even imitate armor, simulating a layer of armor based on what they absorb. Then Ruskin had a thought, and the armor began to be damaged on his body. This kind of damage needs to be done by himself, otherwise everything outside will show its flaws.

With the damaged armor and tattered stockings, he now looks like a female knight who has experienced battles at first glance. He only needs to create some more scars to make his body dirty.

Scattered memory fragments emerged in the mind. This is a special skill of the Zerg, which can obtain some useful memories for playing. As it turned out, this girl turned out to be the daughter of the patriarch of a military family, and all immediate family members, whether male or female, needed to prove themselves on the battlefield. She showed her superb military talent as soon as she entered the battlefield. She often led troops alone to attack the demons in depth. She didn't expect to be attacked by the demons this time. It was a shame.

Something seemed to be coming from the forest in the distance. Ruskin listened carefully, and it was unmistakable, it was the sound of human beings walking. It seems that the support of the human race is half a beat, and the goblins all ran to the next camp before they came to this camp to support.

"Then, ah, I'm dead!" Ruskin picked up a sharp sword and slashed at his waist, and blood gushed out from that place. He, a Zerg, would definitely not be as bloody as a human being, so this blood was obviously imitated to confuse the supporting human race.

He pretended to fall to the ground, creating more wounds on his body like DIY, small and fragmented, and pretended to be weak breathing by the way. In this way, it was completely a female knight who was seriously injured and survived because of the carelessness of the goblin, and no one could see it.

Soon the other knights rushed towards the camp, and Ruskin, who was pretending to be in a coma, couldn't help but sneer in his heart. They found that the camp had been almost ransacked and put down their weapons, looking a little at a loss.

"Count the damage and see if there are any survivors in the camp." The leader waved his arms and gave orders in a clear voice.

These people are probably conscripts, small aristocrats who have lost their land, farmers or hooligans recruited from the rear, and they have no combat effectiveness at all. However, the courage to fight against the demons is not as bold as the lust. Soon two of them walked towards this side, and they saw Ruskin lying on the ground at a glance.

"Brother, this woman's breasts are so big, shall we rub them?" One of them swallowed, barely concealing the desire in his mind.

"You want to rub the breasts of a corpse? Go ahead, I don't want to get in trouble." Although the seasoned conscript covets Ruskin's figure, it still doesn't seem like he's in heat with a corpse, so he Give the opportunity to the younger brother.

The little brother ran over quickly, stretched out his hand without hesitation, and squeezed Ruskin's chest violently. Raskin resisted the urge to jump up and hack him to ****, and accelerated the beating speed of his heart.

After rubbing my little brother, I realized something was wrong. It seems that this woman... still has a heartbeat? He didn't continue rubbing, but put his whole ear on the female knight's chest, the faint but crisp heartbeat. You can't be wrong, she's still alive.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy?" The elder brother didn't realize what the younger brother had just discovered, and stood aside and stared at him.

"She's still alive, brother!" said the younger brother incoherently.

He ran to the officer and said as he ran, "The female knight is still alive, she is still alive!"

Before the officer frantically ran over to confirm his back, Ruskin did not continue to focus on this infiltrating human body for a while. He began to pour his consciousness into the body of the Demon Race, feeling the sinking of his thoughts.

Raskin used the girl's body to walk in the demons' territory for a long time, because he had no memory of the demons, so he couldn't be sure where he was now, and the only word he could think of was "desolation".

Perhaps it was because this area was not the core area of ​​the demons before the war started, or the hilly terrain made this area unsuitable for farming, so it was inaccessible. In short, Ruskin realized that his other body had acquired the identity of a human being, but he was still walking aimlessly in this wilderness.

"It's just like a hunting dog." He commented on his behavior in this way. Over the years, human beings have not gone so deep into the devil world so many times, so everything needs to be found by oneself, like a hunting dog searching for a target.

He pricked up his ears and listened to the rustling wind. These winds had no sound at all, but there were some noises due to passing over the hills. And what he has to do is to find some clues of the demons in these irregular winds.

The sound of heavy breathing was blown into his ears, and Ruskin moved warily in that direction. If there are people in such a place with no permanent population, it must be a large army moving, and it is unlikely that he is alone. He must be vigilant and face the demon army head-on, otherwise he will be hunted to **** even if he is recognized as a human being.

It turned out that his concerns seemed misplaced, as after a while he saw a pool of blood on the ground. Pure purple with a hint of scarlet, Ruskin had some knowledge of demons to supplement, and understood that it was probably the blood of succubus.

When the succubus mimics humans, in order to avoid some bloody scenes, they will use magic to disguise their purple blood that originally belonged to the monster into red, but this camouflage will quickly lose effect after the blood leaves their bodies, until It turned into the current purple with a little scarlet.

He won the big prize, and unexpectedly met a wounded succubus. This kind of camouflage, which is second only to slimes, makes human beings feel extremely troublesome, because slimes are only strong in mimicry and do not understand human hearts like succubi. These spies specially formed for humans can pretend to be almost any woman they like, and obtain the desired information amidst desire and pleasure.

Raskin cautiously stretched out a hand to find out what happened. The source of the blood was a few succubus panting heavily. She seemed to have been severely wounded, and she tightly covered her wounds without even taking off the human disguise. From this point of view, they looked like residents fleeing from the front line, but they were just too beautiful.

"How did that general find out that we are succubus? Obviously our disguise is completely flawless." A succubus said in a clear voice, completely unable to see the part of her that looked like a monster. If one ignores that the blood spilling out of her body has gradually changed from scarlet to deep purple.

"If you think about it carefully, maybe it's not that our camouflage is flawed, but that human has that kind of unknown habit." Another succubus said after thinking, "You know, most human mating behaviors are not for reproduction. It's about simply wanting to enjoy lust. Maybe he has that penchant for suffocating mates after mating is done, and we mistakenly think that's figured us out."

After listening to a few words, Raskin understood what these succubi had experienced. He had indeed heard that those big figures on the front line had some little-known hobbies. These succubi were unlucky, and when they met one of them, they thought it was a disguise that had been seen through, but it turned out that it was nothing to steal.

"Then what should we do in the future? Will we be severely interrogated when we go to infiltrate again? It will take a long time." Succubus said.

No, no, no, this is a human being, no matter how strictly guarded it is, it is still a human being. Human beings need to vent their desires. As long as you wait for a while, someone will definitely not be able to keep their lower body to reveal information to you. You don't even need to think about Ruskin to think of this answer.

Now that he has enough information, there is no need to continue to listen to their conversation. Ruskin is determined to deal with all the succubi at once, and letting any one go may cause his own information to leak.

His body turned into a soft liquid, blending with the ground and seeping into the hiding place of the succubus. In the process of moving, he slowly spread out his body, making the ground made by the succubus completely his own body.

"Why does the ground seem a little softer?" A succubus quickly realized something was wrong.

It was too late, Ruskin puffed up his body suddenly, his soft body surged up and directly wrapped several succubi in it. Their cries were never to be heard again, and Ruskin cut open their wounds so quickly that their lives were over before they even realized what had happened.

The appearance of the succubus is not much different, and Ruskin randomly picked the one he thought was good and absorbed it. It has to be said that the succubus' body is so soft that it is unbelievable, and it is tortured by its own body so that it has no human form and does not hear the sound of bones breaking. This undoubtedly meets most men's requirements for women, soft and beautiful, and their personalities can be switched at will.

The magic power slowly poured into his body, which was really comfortable. Raskin never realized that absorbing magic power was such a kind of enjoyment for the Zerg. But Zerg don't use this magic, nor will they use it.

After absorbing this magic power, the opponent's body also disappeared into his own body. Raskin stretched comfortably, and then looked at the other dead succubi. Thinking about how to use these corpses, he can leave them here directly, because the demons are not as dense as humans, but he can also use this to create some scattered spies.

His body gradually became taller, and the average succubi was taller than a human, but it became shorter when it mimicked a human. His skin changed from fair to dark purple unique to succubus, and he was full of desire from head to toe.

There are probably two types of succubi, one with purple skin and one with dark red skin. He doesn't quite understand the difference between the two, but one thing is that dark red skin looks much better than purple skin.

It's a pity that these succubi are all purple-skinned.

His hair had darkened a little, turning from fair to shiny blond. A simulated tail oozes from his tailbone, carrying an aphrodisiac fragrance. I heard that the tail of the succubus is their sensitive part, but it is a pity that Ruskin can't imitate that sensitivity, he can only imitate the succubus that looks the same as a cat and a tiger, plus some magic power that swallows into the body , a succubus appeared.

"Oh my god, why is it so good-looking?" Ruskin pinched his chest, and that part immediately began to grow bigger. I have to say that the succubus's mimicry is the best-looking among all the bodies so far, and it's just Ordinary succubus is like that.

The memory came even more ferociously this time, and it was obvious that this succubus belonged to a group of demons who had infiltrated the human race for a long time. The infiltration of demons into humans is much more serious than humans imagined. Most of the prostitutes on the front line are succubus pretending to be succubus, and they obtain information through psychological suggestion after lingering with soldiers. The more powerful spies have gained the trust of the high-level frontline army, and they can go to the high-level beds to blow pillows every day. According to the current strength of the knights, humans can completely gain an advantage, but they insist on maintaining the front line with the intelligence of these spies.

This is very good... This is Raskin's first thought, it's good to let the demons and humans fight in such a stalemate, it's good for the Zerg. Once either side gains a decisive advantage, it will lead to the end of the war, so you can't take advantage of the chaos of the war to carry out your own plans.

He was surprised to find that his thinking had become exactly the same as that of the Zerg at some point, as if he was really about to become a bug.

Shaking his head to clear the confusion out of his mind, Raskin continued to digest the succubus' memory fragments. Humans have completely underestimated the camouflage skills of the succubus. As long as there is a target reference, they can pretend to be almost any human being...Damn the daughter born by a certain general on the front line has been replaced by the succubus. It's gone, I didn't expect that the succubus could even imitate such a young girl. The girl's room is only a few rooms away from the military conference room. It is estimated that all human combat plans have been leaked to the demons in recent years. .

Damn it, it's no wonder that this year he has always had the feeling that humans are queuing up to die, but he didn't expect that it was the two-way rush of humans and demons.

"It's a pity that these succubus are just thrown away like this, why not..." Raskin was shocked by the powerful business ability of the succubus, he immediately changed his original thinking and decided to use another method to control these succubus.

He got down on his stomach, opened his mouth wide and kissed the succubus' godless face, not because he had any special fetish, but because he needed to use the Zerg's second ability in this way.

He opened the succubus' mouth with his tongue, and then began to use the second ability to concentrate his energy. A few worms emerged from his throat, quickly crawled out of his mouth, and entered the body of the succubus.

After finishing these tasks, Raskin threw the succubus away like trash. At this time, there was a tooth-sucking sound in its body, and at the same time, the succubus' body began to rise and fall.

Next, we need to do the same for other succubi. Ruskin really wants to split a few more bodies, but splitting his body into two is already the limit, and there is no way to divide his energy into two. That's why this highly efficient, but **** skill is used to manipulate the succubus.

When all the sunken parts of the succubus were filled with something, the succubus opened its mouth and made a few voices with unclear semantics, and then turned up from the ground without any strength at all. This action requires extremely high core strength, how could these succubi do it, unless their bodies are not coherent.

The succubus who got up had no expression on his face, perhaps it could be described as stiff. His eyes stared blankly at Ruskin, and the only thing he could be sure of was that they were indeed watching the matter of Ruskin. Whoever looked at him with such blank eyes would probably feel a chill in his heart.

"Mom..." After making many voices, Ruskin finally heard the words that made him fall to the ground.

"Give me this first sentence when you guys learned to speak together? Although I have a female body, I am a male at heart... And I am not that age yet?" Ruskin couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth. The thinking of the Zerg is actually so simple and direct. His body is properly female among humans, and these bugs were classified by him, so it is obvious in their minds that Ruskin is their "mother".

"Then what should we call you?" Gradually they finally had the ability to speak clearly, and asked with emotionless words.

"It doesn't matter what you call it, just remember that I am the matrix of your world." Ruskin waved his hand, "Now get used to the memory in your body, and then go back to the Demon Race with me to be an infiltrator. The clan brought so much useful information, the status of the succubus is not low, or it should be very important."

Ruskin reconsidered the role of these parasites as he returned along the route he remembered. The godless eyes and stiff expression can be eliminated by acquired training. After parasitism, part of the original owner's abilities can be used. Mimicry is an inherent skill that can definitely be used. Thinking about it this way, there is actually no difference between these parasites and mimicry, but consumption is different. Splitting is much less, and maybe a lot more can be used later.

After walking for a while, a heavily guarded camp gradually emerged from the end of the horizon. It was the only camp of the Demon Race in this hill... After all, this place has no strategic value, as long as the exit is guarded.

"Huh, damn it, I wanted to say that I was nervous, but now I can't even feel any nervousness." Ras King Kong wanted to express his emotions, so he immediately realized that he no longer felt nervous.

"Why are you nervous? Our disguise is impeccable, and the probability of not being seen through is far greater than the probability of being seen through." The Zerg still couldn't understand human thinking, and couldn't help but ask the omniscient "Mother Worm" in their hearts.

"For human beings, as long as there is a probability of failure, it is enough to scare people, so absorb your own memory later, and let's go." Ruskin really didn't want to explain too much, so he said.

A few minutes ago, the human city.

Colorful glass is placed on the splendid church, and sets of mahogany seats are placed on the ground. Believers gather here to sing carols loudly, wishing the triumphant return of the frontline soldiers. As a monotheistic country, this kind of ritual has lasted for more than ten years, making believers **** to continue to believe in war.

This is the only gorgeous building in the entire city that was built at the beginning of the war and became the center of faith for the entire border. Those in power in the empire knew very well that religion was a mediator that could unite the people more than any means at this time, so they donated money without hesitation.

"May your glory shine on the soldiers on the front line." The bishop solemnly drew a cross on his chest and recited the contents of the scriptures.

"May your glory shine on the soldiers on the front line." The believers immediately followed his words.

The weekly blessing is over, and most believers have been praying like this for more than ten years, and they are already more familiar with the process than the bishop himself. After going through the process and donating a few copper coins, I started to do my own thing. After so long, no one should be numb.

"Hoo--" until the last person left, the bishop finally let out a long hoo, he moved the table that was at the height of his lower body, and a little nun was hiding under it, sucking his cock hard. Her face was so rosy that she could pinch water, and strands of blond hair fell out of her nun's robes, making her look even more endearing.

"Does this... really... make the blessing more... useful?" the little nun said in a staccato voice while licking his cock clumsily.

"Of course... as long as you work harder!" the bishop said in an intoxicated voice. He has been at the border for more than ten years, and his favorite is this little nun, who is pure enough not to distort the relationship between the two. Say it, and it's enough to meet your own desires.

"Okay!" The nun moved her mouth even more vigorously.

The bishop only felt that today the nun's mouth seemed to have a terrible magic power, which wrapped his entire cock in it, and the dexterous tongue stimulated his sensitive zone from different places. The tongue seems to be divided into many different strands, and it can even pry open one's own horse's eyes and stick them in for stimulation. Is this really the pleasure that humans can achieve?

He used to be able to last for a full hour, but now under the nun's different ventriloquism, he has the faint momentum to ejaculate immediately.

It's so cool... Why did this little nun's skills become so good today? Did she learn something secretly without telling herself? It's such a great pleasure to have once in a lifetime, it doesn't feel like it's impossible for him to die for it.

Just before ejaculation, he firmly controlled the nun's head with his hand, and inserted his cock deep into the nun's throat, so that the nun had no chance to spit out the semen. He opened his eyes and wanted to see the nun's trembling body because of the pain, but he saw that the little nun's eyes didn't have any expression at this moment, she was just watching a dead man's coldness and a kind of contempt for the bastard. This look doesn't look like a human being at all, how is it possible?

The great horror exploded in the bishop's heart, but he had no chance to resist. The great pleasure brought by the ejaculation made him lose all strength in his whole body. He could only stiffen his body in place and watch the fake nun. devours own semen.

Very comfortable pleasure, let him have a feeling of ejaculating all the semen in this life. After the comfort of the lower body, it was replaced by severe pain. The nun let go of her mouth, his lower body was already flat and scarlet, and the nun bit off his cock in one bite.

Before he had time to analyze the current situation, the pain spread from his lower body to his whole body, and something entered his body from his wound, biting everywhere like a mad dog. The body lost control in an instant, and the pain that could be felt forward was enjoyed, and now I can't even feel the pain.

"If it was before, I would definitely spit it out with nausea, but unfortunately I can no longer think in a human way." Raskin coughed twice, moving his throat to swallow the remaining semen into his stomach, which is indeed omnivorous Sexual creatures, even male semen can be eaten, and it can be considered a delicacy.

Ruskin's instinct as a human being desperately told him that this is a scumbag, the scumbag among scumbags, who got to his current position by relying on superb political means, and he will use every tithe paid by believers Take a sum by various means. It stands to reason that absorbing such memory fragments should make everyone rise up, but he can't feel this kind of emotion. He is not human anymore, so should he be angry?

He saw this nun outside the city, and he should have just finished mass in the village and rushed back. This kind of weak chicken with no resistance to activities in the outskirts that the army cannot touch is simply like a Mianyang walking on the grassland, next to a pack of hungry wolves. It took almost no effort for him to devour the nun and take her place.

It was hard to imagine that there would be such pure human beings in this war age, who thought they were in contact with gods even though they were being violated by the bishop. When this nun really understands what she is doing in the future, she will definitely have a mental breakdown, right?

Looking at the bishop whose consciousness had collapsed, Ruskin wiped the hair at the corner of his mouth. He really had no interest in manipulating such a fat pig-like man, so he directly used bugs to turn him into his own puppet.

There may be only a few priests of this level in the entire border, and one less will cause an uproar on the human side. So although he really wanted this person who had **** so many girls to disappear, he still held back, anyway, he was almost a dead person now.

"Then." Ruskin rubbed his face and resumed his previous disguise of a weak nun, "My lord bishop, after dealing with the matter of blessing, it's time to deal with matters of theocracy."

Clerics these days not only need to be able to be scriptures but also juice therapy. The priests in Ruskin's team are healing and strengthened, and they are very versatile. Therefore, the power of the church is much greater than normal, and it can even influence the political structure of a region.

So finally, the three identities used by Ruskin stabilized among the three most important forces in this war. As for what kind of abstract drama Ruskin will use these three identities to perform in the future, that will be a long, long time later.