The Egg Cake, in the center of the plaza on the second floor, the cabin that was originally as bright as day was now adjusted to night sky mode.

The huge floating light curtain is playing the action-romantic comedy blockbuster released by the Star Alliance at this time.

From time to time, there was a hahaha laugh.

On the sofa in front of the light curtain, Mo Ye and several people sat in a row, and the long metal table in front of the sofa was full of various small snacks.

As a wounded person who needs to nourish his mental strength and recuperate, Mo Ye is in a daze every day except for meditation, and in short, it is not suitable to use his brain.

When I was bored, His Excellency Master accidentally saw such an advertisement when he was browsing the Star Network: "Big Vision Film and Television on Demand System, which can be downloaded offline, and the monthly subscription is more cost-effective, you deserve it." ”

So, the comedy activity of Ichiraku every day began, and I had to watch comedy films that didn't require brain nerves to relax.

In such a boring and leisurely movie-watching life, the Egg Cake has taken advantage of the characteristics of the Principality of Agia with many interstellar jump points, jumping around the circle more than ten times in a row, and has already thrown off the little tail behind it.

Now we are back in the Free Federation, not far from Burgess.

After these days of cultivation, the sequelae of Mo Ye's excessive use of mental power have eased, and the gloomy aura on his body has disappeared cleanly.

It's a harmless cute and beautiful girl again.

The aura bonus of not approaching the living is gone, and the other friends in the egg cake number are also relieved.

Luo Meizi hugged Mo Ye and sighed, and sighed sincerely, "I didn't dare to hug it for the first two days." ”

11 Te glanced at Sister Luo with disdain. Cut a sound, "Let go of you, you are as powerful as an ox, be careful not to strangle the ink." ”

Mo Ye didn't pay attention to the two who were arguing. I only listened to Xiao Qi's report on the progress of the voyage.

"Hosts, one day to go back to Burgess. ”

"Hmm. ”

After Xiao Qi explained the sailing route, he said another thing, "Master, the news that we have found Mitchell has been leaked, and there are rumors on the guild forum and the Star Network, and someone has uploaded a surveillance video of the ruins of the Rousseff Star Casino.

Multiple groups of explorers are looking for news from us. There have been letters from all sides of the council, as well as from Gods-Given Pharmaceuticals, asking us to hand over Mitchell and not obstruct the investigation. I have already informed Head Yan of this matter, and he said that it is okay to leave it to him to deal with. ”

Mo Ye supported his chin with one hand, nodded, and handed it over to Yan An. She didn't want to communicate with those people at all. It's not interesting to bother and trouble.

Mo Ye suddenly remembered that the news of finding Mitchell was a mission issued by the guild, "What's the reaction from the guild?"

Xiao Qi flew to Mo Ye and sat down, "There is no movement on the guild's side for the time being. ”

It's not so surprising that the guild didn't move, and with the relationship between the Night Yama Explorers and the guild, they can be considered allies who cooperate well, and there is no reason to press forward in this kind of thing.

However, Elder Qi Yu had contacted Mo Ye in private, and mentioned it in passing when discussing the method of spiritual power cultivation.

Mo Ye didn't mention this topic.

Qi Yu also guessed in his heart that Ye Yan Luo might have other plans, so he only laughed. He, a retired old cadre, can't take care of these things, so let Mo Ye be careful.

If you want to say what has been the biggest takeaway from the past few days of the Egg Cake's voyage. That is undoubtedly Angus's willingness to confess.

Ink Night visits Angus every day, mainly to give magic to the blood-colored thorns that entangle Angus.

At this time, Angus looked more than ten years old, there was no intact skin on his body, and his whole body was wrapped in blood-red vines like a tree cocoon.

Seeing Mo Ye appear, his dim and cloudy bloodshot eyes suddenly shrank, this was instinctive fear, a dignified saint-level powerhouse, and now his heart was full of fear.

"I said, I'll say anything, you can't be untrustworthy, you have to let me die a happy death. ”

Mo Ye nodded, "Okay." ”

Then Angus told him all he knew, starting with himself.

Angus Hunn, one hundred and thirty-two years old at the time, hallucinogenic with special abilities, a third-order sage, and a third-level physical skill.

He is a saint-level powerhouse secretly cultivated by Divine Gift Pharmaceutical, originally belonging to the Dark Guard Camp, he grew up in an orphanage funded by Divine Gift Pharmaceutical, and was sent to the Dark Guard Camp for training after awakening his ability.

Angus leaned against the bulkhead and gasped slightly, "The number of saint-level powerhouses in the Divine Gift Pharmaceutical is far more than the number announced to the public, as far as I know, there are at least a dozen, but in fact, there are more than that."

According to Angus, these people secretly worked for God-given Pharmaceuticals, but they had nothing to do with God-given Pharmaceuticals in name.

"Divine Medicine has been secretly cultivating its own forces in the Weilan Empire, and the Dark Guard Camp is an armed force directly led by the helmsman that is not controlled by the Council of Elders, and I am also one of them, and the senior members do not know each other's true identities. ”

Most of the basic members of the Dark Guard Camp have grown up under the funding of the Divine Gift Pharmaceutical since they were children, and have been trained to become dead soldiers, and they are only loyal to the helmsman of the Divine Medicine, and some of the members are the experimental products of genetic medicine, and have achieved some stage success, and the selected genetic warriors.

Unless they advance to the saint level, their life and death are controlled in the hands of the Divine Medicine, and with only one order from the head of the family, the nanobomb that penetrates into every gene in their blood will explode in an instant, blowing the whole person to pieces.

Most of the dead no longer have the ability to think for themselves, and are just humanoid battle puppets.

Angus was no longer a controlled puppet since he had advanced to the Holy Rank, his own life was in his own hands, and he was not very loyal to the divine medicine.

The torture of the blood-colored thorns was so terrible, every minute of his life was like walking in hell, clearly feeling the torture and pain he had suffered, so he didn't care whether the secrets of the divine medicine were classified or not, and he could say that he could not say that they were all shaken out.

Knowing that his life was about to end, Angus looked up at Mo Ye half-dead and suddenly laughed, "Hehe, even if you kill me, it doesn't mean anything, Divine Medicine is not so easy to be knocked down"

At this moment, Angus no longer wants to survive, but only wants to die.

A saint-level powerhouse. If he really focused on revenge, the threat would be too great, and he had no choice but to die.

"I've said it, I've said it. ”

"Kill me. Kill me. ”

Mo Ye gave Angus a happy heart, as promised.

Angus gave several strongholds and contact information for the Dark Guard Battalion, and even gave a list.

Although he didn't know the real names of those saint-level powerhouses, Angus told the attributes and code names he knew, so that if Night Yama wanted to investigate, he would at least have a direction.

This time, the harvest is not small, and Angus, a sage, has caught it very valuable.

In another labyrinth room, Mitchell was similarly imprisoned, though not physically tortured. But every day he could witness the torture of Angus.

Listening to the other party's pain over and over again, Mitchell's heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface.

Mitchell is cold-blooded and cruel at heart, but that doesn't mean he wants the pain to fall on him. As soon as he thought that Mo Ye and the others might use the means to deal with Angus, he couldn't suppress the restlessness in his heart, and a sense of crisis emerged from his heart little by little, but more excitement.

Such a ruthless person is qualified to be his partner. It can also add weight to the success of his plan.

The next day.

Over the northern hemisphere of Burgess, a round, shiny flying object descended from the sky.

The Omelette is back.

There's no time to have fun when you come back this time.

Mo Ye didn't even bother to go and say hello to Mo Jingqiu first, and went straight to the ancient city of Neville.

Blackie's situation is dangerous.

The fire of the soul is getting dimmer day by day, and even the babbling words in the mouth are getting weaker and weaker, and if it continues like this, this is the rhythm that will disappear.

As for Mitchell, she was under Betty's custody and handed over to Yan An, and she had no opinion on what to do with her.

Finally cultivated an undead knight, how could Mo Ye allow Xiao Hei to die halfway like this.

Xiao Hei could barely condense his human form at this time, and his body became more and more transparent.

Moye rushed to the ancient city of Neville, teleporting from the magic tower into the cemetery.

Inside a tall black tower in the misty wilderness of the cemetery. Xiao Hei lay weakly on the stone bed motionless, with a faint layer of black mist floating on the surface of his body.

Skeleton Butler Orom's white finger bones touched Black's forehead. Looking at the soul fire in his eyes, he examined it for a long time before he said to Mo Ye, "The soul energy is very weak, and his spirit has been greatly traumatized. ”

Can you say something useful?

Orom probably heard Moye's heart, "But don't worry about Moye, as long as you recuperate well in the cemetery, it can be restored." ”

Mo Ye breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, as long as he could save it.

Most of the undead don't remember the past, but Xiao Hei is different, his strength comes from pain, so he often remembers it in his heart.

The illusion caused him to fall into hallucinations and repeat his memories repeatedly, so the pain was multiplied and multiplied.

This cemetery is originally a place for the dead to live, with the most undead energy and full of yin energy, which is the most suitable place for undead creatures to live.

The prerequisites for Xiao Hei's recovery are also met.

Instead of placing Blackie in the magic tower, Ink Night took him to the open space outside the tower that was covered in thick fog.

The warmth of the undead is nothing more than sitting quietly and absorbing elemental energy, and the door requires a large number of undead, both of which can be adopted in the cemetery.

After entering the cemetery for several days, Xiao Hei's soul fire no longer flickered and flickered, but he was still babbling nonsense.

"No, no. ”

"I'll come to your rescue. ”

"Mother Benia"

"My fault is all my fault"

Mo Ye got closer, and finally understood something from Xiao Hei's intermittent words.

The illusion that Angus let Blackie enter may be related to his experiences during his lifetime, and obviously those memories are probably not good.

Otherwise, Xiao Hei would not have been so obsessed after he died.

The battlefield and the resentful spirits and evil spirits on the other side of the island are very good, and Mo Ye takes Xiao Hei to look for food from time to time.

The suppression of spiritual power in the cemetery is very strong, and Mo Ye simply stayed with Xiao Hei to recuperate, and by the way, exercise his mental power to make it more solid.

Because of the time difference, staying in the cemetery for a longer period of time has no effect.

Moye stayed in the Magic Tower.

The magic tower only has a skeleton butler, and Mo Ye doesn't feel lonely.

It's not uncommon for a magician to spend years in a magic tower on a retreat.

Mo Ye meditates every morning, and then takes Xiao Hei out to look for food, there are a lot of evil ghosts floating in the cemetery, and Mo Ye can be regarded as solving the security problem for the local people who are buried.

With the devouring of one evil ghost after another, coupled with the warmth of the general environment, Xiao Hei's soul fire that was clearly extinguished was finally completely lit.

Ink Night soaked in the library of the Magic Tower, and looked through the magic codex left by Orosius every day, in addition to the magic of the dead, there were many other magical codex related to many other attributes.

In this way, Mo Ye lived in the cemetery for more than a year, and it was only less than a day after he came out.

"You're not leaving?"

Xiao Hei shook his head, his expression was more silent than before, and Mo Ye knew that Xiao Hei's memories had basically recovered because of this stimulation.

"I'm going to stay and move up the ranks. ”

Mo Ye bowed his head, not surprised by Xiao Hei's decision.

After death, the evil spirit that can still retain some memory fragments can imagine how strong this obsession is in life, and how strong the resentment in his heart is, since he has completely recovered his memory at this time, Xiao Hei must want to understand the grievances in his life.

Mo Ye fully understood Xiao Hei's determination to advance at this time.

Blackie stayed, while Murye returned to Burgess.

Before leaving, I went to the teleportation point in the ancient city of Neville and took a look, although those exploration teams also suffered casualties, most of them were still holding on, and it was not without gains.

It's only been a day since Mo Ye came out of the cemetery, and Mitchell is still being hung by Yan An at this time.

When Yan An saw Mo Ye and saw her yawning lazily on the sofa drinking juice, he knew that the sequelae of overuse of mental power should have been healed, and he breathed a long sigh in his heart.

"These days, people come to me every day to ask me for Mitchell, especially Divine Pharmaceuticals. Yan An hooked the corners of his mouth, obviously in a very good mood, "Divine Medicine still has a handle in Mitchell's hand, and this handle may not be small." ”

"Why don't you ask me how I handled it?"

"I believe in you. Mo Ye's words were extremely natural and did not hesitate.

Yan An: "You are obviously too lazy to care, how can you say it so comfortably that you can't refute it."

Yan An had already resigned himself to his hard work.

Yan An's smile became brighter, and he said, "I don't admit it, anyway, they don't have any evidence that Mitchell is in our hands." (To be continued.) )