A pusher into the abyss?

Maybe I'm already on the edge of the abyss.

Looking at Eve's serious expression, Sean couldn't help but put his eyes on the 'other side flower' that was windless and stretched out its stamens, and sighed deeply in his heart, although he understood the meaning of Eve's words, but could he really get rid of it?

Judging from the performance of the 'coffin lady' at the moment, it is basically impossible.

And Eve didn't know what the 'Death Pact' of the death path was, judging from the Potions inheritance, it was a legendary contract between the Grim Reaper and the leader of the former natives of the spirit world.

The contract was supposed to be made between two people of similar rank and the spirit, with the magician providing the spirit with the materials it needed to grow, and the spirit increasing the magician's strength so that they could grow into companions.

But Sean's situation is more special, Miss Coffin made a contract with Sean forcibly, which in essence does not meet the premise of the mutual willingness of the death covenant, not to mention that his strong strength is not at all driven by Sean.

But what if you do it all over again?

He would still choose this path, even if he might go crazy in the future because of the one in the coffin, if it weren't for him, Sean would have died at the hands of the 'Miss Gate' last night.

Speaking of which, the captain and Eve seem to think that it was Miss Door who saved them, not Miss Coffin, and hoped that his mercy would continue, and it was best to hold on enough time for themselves to find the past.

Let's hope.

It's just that why do I think that the bronze gate is also a woman?

With a wry smile, and finding the three people at the table who were silent for their own reasons, Sean shook his head, got up and went to check out, ready to return to the station to rest.

If nothing else, there was still a fierce battle at night, and now he needed enough time to rest, anyway, except for the time when he was unconscious, it seemed that he had been in a tense state of fighting for the last few days, and he was mentally exhausted.

After all, there was still a lot of blood to be returned at night.

Sean led the two back to the 'Black Rose Antique Shop' in silence, and he could probably guess a little bit about the conflict between Eve and the two, if he was not wrong, there may have been a member of the Night's Watch team in a similar situation to himself who was being investigated by the cautious and serious Lady Jenny, maybe it was because of this suspicion that led to disagreement, and thus lost the team member in an accident.

Miss Eve has a strange personality, but why not her disguise for herself?

In the spiky shell, the hidden sensitivity may be her essence.

So is Ms. Jenny at fault?

No.

Even Sean himself didn't know when he would go crazy because of that presence.

Rather than waiting until you get out of control because of your madness and then wreak havoc before you are ready to control yourself, it is better to lock yourself up now to avoid any troubles that may be caused in the future.

A lurking mobile scourge.

Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be hidden, the smile was a little ugly, and the smile was a little distressing.

"Mr. Crybaby, don't pretend to smile when you want to cry, you're very ugly right now. Eve, who was originally silent on the side, noticed the expression on Sean's face and couldn't help but quip.

"yes, it's ugly, that's why I'm going to laugh. Sean, whose face had only returned to normal when he heard the sound, raised his head and stared deeply at the blue sky, and asked rhetorically as if changing the subject, "I wonder what Miss Eve joined the Night's Watch for?"

"Me?" replied Eve with a smile, "probably because of money, I was born into a poor family, my father was an alcoholic addict who was addicted to gambling, and my mother supported my three younger brothers and sisters. ”

"One day three years ago, a priest of the Church of Life noticed my gift, and when my father heard that he would receive 150 Golden Eagle Coins after joining the Church, he nodded his head in agreement without even hearing the name of the money, and then I became a glorious magician. ”

150 Gold Eagle Coins?

Or rather, a future pension.

"I'm sorry. Sean knew the unquiet heart under Eve's calm exterior, and turned to Jenny who pretended not to care, and asked, "Then does Lady Jenny mind talking about your reasons?"

"Of course, I don't have much reason for it, I just want to dream of the occult. ”

"Vision?"

Jenny looked at Sean, who subconsciously turned the ring in her hand, with a knowing smile on her face, and said, "Is Mr. Sean hesitating?"

"Mostly because of his little girlfriend. ”

The rare Sean did not refute Eve, who suddenly interjected, and said in a somewhat heavy tone: "I once planned to enter the mysterious world in search of my past, and speaking of which, my memories began with the dirty, rotten but unusually warm sewers and the 'brother' engraved in my head. ”

The narrative paused for a moment, and the tenderness on Sean's face continued to add: "Just when I had been immersed in chasing my broken memories, a rude, violent, but sunny girl shared her light with me, and made me realize for the first time that this world is different from the warmth of my adoptive mother. ”

"I really decided to join the Night's Watch in order to have an identity that matched the girl, but in just a few days, I changed my mind, and I realized that I didn't know when I was getting farther and farther away. ”

Eve could read the entanglement and pain in Sean's heart from Sean's changing face, looking up at the blue sky just like Sean just now, and said, "That's why I cherish our friendship so much." ”

After speaking, she also glared at Jenny beside her, and still couldn't let go of Jenny's interrogation of Sean, or the tragedy three years ago.

But before Jenny could refute, the three of them, whose atmosphere was gradually easing, suddenly felt a huge and distorted strange magic rising up, and their crazy will instantly dyed the eastern sky red, and then a pitch-black curtain silently obscured the source of that crazy magic.

At the same time, a familiar female voice sounded in the ears of the three of them: "Dongfang found a large number of runaway phenomena and immediately prepared to clear them." ”

Purge?

Ms. Marpel's voice?

Oriental, out of control in large quantities?

It's Black Shark, something happened.

After a thought in their minds, after Sean and Eve glanced at each other, they didn't have time to ride in the carriage, and directly ran back towards the stronghold with Jenny, who had not yet come back to her senses.

......

Black Shark Stronghold, Basement.

Boris felt the anomaly in his body, especially the magic that was constantly churning in him, and a trace of fear flashed in his heart, but more anger filled his mind.

Fili?

How dare that cowardly one-eyed first mate betray me?

I should have gouged out both of his eyes if I had known I.

"Ahh

Boris knew that the screams were from the rest of the crew, and he could even make out several successive muscle tears from the screams.

Out of control?

Boris, who has a high rank, of course, understands this situation, and he can't help but feel a trace of sadness in his heart when he is angry, he knows that this is the means of the divine envoy who is in the position of the 'path of order', and he also knows that this is a manifestation of the divine envoy giving up on himself.

It's just that he's not reconciled.

In order to survive at the hands of the Kraken, Boris had to turn to the Church of the End for help, at the cost of becoming a 'rat' who could only hide in the shadows, and never had the freedom to live in the ocean again.

But what?

Even if you put in your heart and loyalty, you are always just a pawn.

A dispensable chess piece that can be discarded at any time.

I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled.

I need strength.

As long as I have enough strength, I can be free, I can get rid of the church, I can get rid of the fate of chess pieces.

Boris, who was screaming in his heart, could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, the blood was soaked in his eyes, and he felt the power that was constantly pouring in his back, and he was automatically promoted to the fourth rank 'weather warlock' when he was originally in the third rank of the storm path and no longer had any potions.

As the name suggests, it can control part of the weather, use lightning to attack enemies, and can also set off a smaller tsunami in the ocean.

Fourth order?

Not enough, not enough...

I need more strength.

Even after the strange promotion was completed, Boris was still not satisfied, and when he opened his eyes, in a blood-red vision, he found that there were flashes of black, blue, or gray 'points of light'.

There is also a magic in the points of light that constantly tempts you, and it seems that if you eat them, you can gain more power.

Yes, eat them.

The anger in Boris's heart was overshadowed by a sudden rise of joy, and then he heard a tearing sound in his back, as if something had grown, reaching out to a point of light.

"Ahh Captain... Don't..."

With the sound of sucking, Boris felt the rapid growth of his magic power, and at the same time a sense of satisfaction quietly rose.

As for the screams from the points of light?

It is as if people care about the cries before the food is slaughtered.

A crazy smile cracked into the corners of Boris's mouth, and before he knew it, he had found a way to become stronger quickly, no longer relying on the charity of the church, no longer looking at the arrogance of the oracles, and no longer having to let the humble ants trample on his head.

You just need to have enough food to grow yourself.

"Ahh

"Captain... You..."

In the midst of the 'sweet' screams of the dots of light, Boris devised a 'perfect' revenge plan for himself, including the revenge of making himself kneel down to the church, the revenge of the oracle who almost lost control, the revenge of betraying his Philip, and the revenge of the secret police Sean, who caused it all.

I will take revenge on you.

Boris, who was full of imagination in his mind, trembled with excitement and roared.

It's a little close, it's a little bit close.

After the light points in the room were devoured, Boris began to roar, but after a while, he found that more points of light appeared, stronger than the previous ones, and one of them made him angry.

"Sean Morrison..."