Britter splattered Enasilin's blood, and he raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face, and took out the water he had stored in the necklace from the space psionic item around his neck to rinse the blood from his body and scimitar. He then put away his scimitar, took out a piece of clothing that was not much different from his previous robes, put it on, destroyed the original one, and spent a "Ice Blade" to disguise Brittier's headless corpse as if he had been killed by an Ice Blade, and then picked up the long knife on the ground.

The long knife is extremely long, and Ernacillin roughly estimated it, plus the handle is one meter four or five in length, of which the blade occupies one meter, and the handle is forty centimeters long.

"Mr. Minno, do you recognize this knife?" Enacillin did not forget the two syllables that Minno had just said, and although he did not understand it, he clearly recognized it.

"Well, this knife should be called...... miao (two sounds) knife, because the blade is like a seedling. Enacyrin was a little curious when he heard that Minno had used a strange combination of words when calling the long knife, which seemed to have been translated from another language, because there were only three languages in this extremely vast continent that existed outside of the north and south poles, one was the strange language used when using psionic objects, one was the demonic language, and the last was the language that the continent now used in common languages. However, the pronunciation before the connection with Mingnuo is obviously not the pronunciation characteristic of these three languages.

"This style pattern is very similar to my previous one, but the color feel and weight are not the same, it may be that Lias imitated that style. This one should just be an imitation of the shape, the forging process is still different, the material used is good, you can try to use it, I can teach you. "Mingnuo can sense the feel and weight of the knife through Enacilliclin, and he can also control his body to a certain extent, like the crater that exploded on the ground when Enacillin dodged the lightning just now, that is what Mingnuo did by controlling his body.

"Me?" Ernacillicillin shook his head as he remembered Brittier's embarrassed look, "I'd better forget it, I'm pretty good with a scimitar, it's too hard to use." ”

"Snort, do you think you can use the scimitar very well?" Ming Nuo's tone was obviously a little disdainful, "that is, he can't use the knife to react slowly and relies on the lightning damage of this knife, if you react quickly, you would have been cut in half a long time ago." ”

"Uh......" Ernacillin couldn't refute, but he could whisper, "Didn't I get cut in half......

"Huh?"

"Ahem...... I mean, thanks to my luck this time, I decided to learn more about swordsmanship whenever I had free time. Ernasirin smiled, feeling like she wanted to be lazy and was caught red-handed by the teacher.

"It's good to know, your knife skills are really ...... It's quite imaginative. Mingnuo thought about it for a while, decided not to hit Ernacillin's self-confidence, and picked a more friendly word.

“......”

Ernacillicillin couldn't answer, should he be said to be worthy of Mr. Minnuo?

He decided not to speak, and put away the scene "Upside Down Studio", counting the time he spent dodging the lightning and closing it, he had been in the scene for more than ten minutes.

As soon as the scene ended, the mess on the floor was everywhere: blackened marks from lightning were everywhere, Brittler's head was cut off and blood was splattered all over the floor, and a huge crater pierced the eighth and ninth floors, and the people on the lower floor were looking up in dazed and horrified light.

The crowd of onlookers was now at a loss, and they only saw a small black and white space spread out from the card that the handsome gentleman had thrown, enveloping the two of them. For more than ten minutes, people saw the electric light and the scratches left by the ice blades on the ground, and the battle scene seemed to be extremely intense. Then everything calmed down, and blood began to flow out of the ground. Then, the gentleman closed the space, revealing a mess of ground and a deep pit that had pierced two floors of the underground black market.

And that gentleman, that gentleman actually stood there unscathed, not even his clothes were torn!

Not only did he kill that mid-level psionic warrior, but he didn't even get dust on the corners of his clothes!

"Let the gatekeeper do his official job!" A slightly cold voice interrupted the surprise and admiration of the surrounding crowd, and people subconsciously made way for them. In the black market, no one wants to offend the gatekeepers of the Demon Follower Organization, and those who do so will end up miserably, and death on the spot is the easiest thing.

Gatekeepers with grim faces walked up the road from the crowd, they passed by the ninth floor not long ago, and witnessed the whole process of the explosion of the huge crater, but at that time they were blocked by the black and white space, and they had to take a detour to take the elevator up.

At this moment, the leading gatekeeper is in a bad mood, and the eighth and ninth floors have been penetrated, which means that they need to repair this place. Not only does it cost money to repair it, but the gatekeepers themselves have to fix it, which is quite laborious.

His tone was extremely cold and fierce, and he looked at Ernacillin's expression as if he wanted to tear it apart:

"We are not against brawls in the black market, but. He took a deep breath, as if to calm his anger.

"But, you shouldn't destroy the public property of the black market! It costs a lot to organize and build this place, didn't the gatekeeper who gave you the certificate tell you that no matter what the conflict is, you are not allowed to destroy public property!"

His tone gradually changed from cold to angry, and then he roared like a fried lion.

"Well, no. Ernacillic was slightly tilted back by his roar, but he was telling the truth, neither Dawn nor the gatekeeper who opened the door for him told him that he could not destroy public property, but they probably didn't expect Ernacillin to be so destructive.

"Then you know...... Uh, you said no one told you??" the man wanted to growl, but suddenly choked.

"Which bastard gave him the papers? You, I'll take them out and see them!" he whispered, and then said coldly to Enacylin.

Enacillin took out the black and gold color document from the inner pocket very honestly, the man saw the document The moment he saw it, his eyes widened, he took it with both hands trembling slightly, and he didn't know how he touched the document, and suddenly his legs weakened, and he knelt directly in front of Enacillin, making him take a step back in fright.

"I ...... Forgive me, O my Lord, for my rudeness to your family. So many years...... After so many years, you've finally chosen your family again!"

Holding the document in both hands, he handed it back to the slightly confused Ernacillin, and said in an extremely reverent tone:

"My Lord, please forgive one believer for his rudeness, and forgive him for your carelessness in putting you in such danger......

"Uh...... Get up first, I forgive you...... Guys. ”

Ernacillin was confused at this time, he inexplicably experienced the feeling of a fox and a fake tiger, combined with what Li En said before, the divine envoy had confirmed this sentence, and he felt that the god who favored him seemed to ...... It's too bad.

Knowing that he is a member of the Psionic Association, he still cares for him and makes him his dependent?

He blinked, looking at the believer who was standing up tremblingly.

Maybe you can take advantage of this identity? Anyway, the god knows his identity, and although it is doubtful that he has not made a move and opened the door so far, he probably won't make a move on such a small character as him, maybe he just finds it funny?

Forget it, no matter what, if he wants to do something to him, then there is nothing Ernacillin can do, at most it is to see what Mr. Minno can do to save his life, a small person like him, no matter how unwilling he is, he can't resist that kind of existence.

In that case, why didn't he hurry up and use the status of a dependant to achieve his own goals? Anyway, if the god gave him such an identity, he must know that he would use this identity to gather information, wouldn't he?

Thinking so, Enacyrin took it from the man's hand, and his tone was flat:

"It doesn't matter, it's my fault. But you should also strengthen the management of the market, he has been doing evil here for a long time. ”

"Yes, my lord. It's just ...... here" The man looked at the hole on the ground that directly pierced the eighth and ninth floors, and was very embarrassed.

"Can't be filled?" Enacyrin didn't understand what he was struggling with.

The man glanced at the crowd around him, pointed to the ground very cryptically, and said something that was incomprehensible: "A ritual is needed." ”

Rite?

Enacyrin was stunned for a moment, but soon understood what he meant, and he nodded and thought for a moment.

"Hmm...... In this way, there are always very few passages from the first floor of the black market to the second floor, which has caused great trouble for everyone. You might as well renovate this place and add a passage connecting the two floors. ”

"Hmm...... It's doable. Thank you very much for your suggestion, and I will submit my application to the organization immediately. The man put his left hand on his right shoulder, bent down and bowed to Ernacillicillin very solemnly, "But for now, we need to clean this place." ”

The change in his attitude before and after stunned the people around him, they did not expect that the gatekeeper, who has always been known for his coldness, fierceness and ruthlessness, would one day be so respectful and polite to a person who destroyed public property, which refreshed their perception of the gatekeeper and their perception of the identity of "dependents". It was only now that they knew that this handsome young man, who seemed to be approachable but only slightly cold, had such a noble and important position in the demon retinue organization.

"I really didn't expect that casually finding someone to preach blindly would spread to the families of other gods, my lord, bless me from being punished by that god. The old man kept a smile on his face, and although he spoke the words of supplication, there was no trace of fear or worry in his tone.

"I'm begging you, shut up, I've said don't preach to others casually. The stall owner selling meat rolls next to him was very helpless, but from his expression and tone, it could be known that he was not afraid, but he was very helpless about the old man's behavior.

"Yes, yes, you're right. The old man's tone was unusually perfunctory, "Let's go, let's go, go back, what kind of stall will you set up if you are going to be surrounded." ”

He pulled the cloth on the ground, wrapped it into a package with his hands and feet, and walked away on his back.

"Hey, wait a minute, I'll wait!" the meat roll stall owner hurriedly turned off the stove and pushed the stall to quickly catch up with the old man, and the speed was obviously different from ordinary people.