Feige went to the kitchen, took an axe, put some walnuts in his pocket, and put a radish in his mouth. The battle had made him hungry and his mind struggling, so he needed to make up for it. By the time he returned to the tower, Old Man Kiplin had opened the box and was sitting on the floor holding a huge blueprint to look at.

"Eat some walnuts?" Feige put aside the chopping of his hands first, and smashed the walnuts on the ground with the broad back of his axe. The old man nodded, and reached out a hand.

"I already know the identities of these guys, and nine times out of ten they are destroying the Rebirth cult - I found the evil emblem in the form of a tattoo in the woman's squeaky nest, while the other two were not tattooed, but presumably her minions. ”

"Here, walnut kernels. Feige took care of the two people's mouths first, and then satisfied his curiosity. He lifted the woman's arm and found the tattoo on the inside of the glossy arm: a mountain split in half along with the ground, with a flame in the middle. It seems that the cracking of the mountains and the earth signifies destruction, and the flames signify rebirth from the ashes?

"What is the background of this cult? How come I have never heard of it?"

"It's normal that I haven't heard of it, in the Principality of Aria and the surrounding areas, the Church of the Goddess of Truth Thunder has the absolute support of the administrators, and it is impossible for other sects to spread it openly. The Goddess of Truth Thunder is the only true god in the world, and all other sects believe in vanished history, or even completely illusory concepts. The creator belongs to the ancient gods who have disappeared, and it is the history that carries great power. The cult of destruction and rebirth believes in the ancestor of rebirth, a completely evil concept of destruction, a false illusion. ”

"These guys used to operate mainly in the ignorant South, where the rulers used fear to intimidate the people and snatch wealth from the people with the hope of rebirth. The Goddess of Truth and Thunder spreads the truth, and although the truth is true, some people can't learn it, or even don't want to learn it, preferring to have their own fears, distort their own understanding of the world, and then drive them to do stupid and bad things by fear. ”

"There are some people in this world who are stupid, can't learn, can't understand the world correctly, and they are quite pitiful. But more people are actually bad, and then they pretend to be stupid with ulterior motives, and there are many such people gathered in the Destruction and Rebirth Cult. The old man finished reading several drawings brought by the intruders as he spoke, and his brows furrowed deeper and deeper: "They actually came this time to modify the transcendent magic circle, but what effect can these runes have?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know much about the structure of the Transcendental Magic Circle, so it's up to you to worry about it. Fitch cracked the last walnut and saw that Midnight had completed the process of rebirth, and walked over slowly. It staggered and was very weak, its stomach was shriveled as if it had been hungry for many days, and when it lay on Feige's hand, it let out a coquettish and complaining cry: "Meow......"

Under the "normal" situation, it will only say "hair", why did it make a cat meow this time? Feige picked up Midnight from the ground, and suddenly felt that his hands were very light. He hurriedly touched Midnight and found that the cat's belly was empty, with only a layer of skin.

"This ......" Feige panicked, turning Midnight around and letting it lie in the crook of his arm. At this time, the black cat's belly was completely dented, which was caused by the disappearance of all the inside. The injuries caused by the corrosive rays did not heal in the process of rebirth, and the black cat simply "lived". It is not a devil after all, and cannot apply the power of hell to fully restore physical damage like the devil does.

The soul is still there, and the body can still do the simplest activities, and this is the current situation at midnight. Feige couldn't bear to look at its big pitiful eyes, so he could only hold it tightly in his arms and bury his head in the shriveled fur.

"How's it at midnight, do you need a blood transfusion again?" Seeing this, the old man Kiplin sighed, "Feeding it is a good deed, if you can do your best, but if not, don't force it, it's more important to take care of yourself first." I'm kind of sorry for giving you a hint now, you don't want your health to be harmed, you know?"

"I'll do what I can, but I'm not going to give up. Feige looked up and spoke to Old Man Kipling. He didn't want to show his grief to others, but only then could the other person read his lips and understand what he was saying. "I need to be alone for a while now, and then I'll go to the meditation room and wait for Kalie to wake up. ”

"Well, okay. I'm going to take another look at their stuff. You bring the lantern and wait for Calet to wake up and let him come down and dispose of the corpses. You haven't learned this yet, and I won't need you yet. ”

Feige left the axe behind and left with Midnight in his arms. He was sad, but not confused, because he knew what he was supposed to do. At this time, apart from perfecting ideas, solving problems, and getting out of trouble, is there anything else worth consuming time?

What Midnight lacks is not blood, and no amount of blood can only keep it alive, not a set of internal organs. Without internal organs, the daily pain and torture are put aside, and when it comes to spring, if you have the milk of a ghost cat, how can you build a digestive system and grow without a complete body?

So he found a place where no one was around, held the soul harvesting dagger in his hand, and let the part of the soul contract demon work. Before he knew it, the dagger slit through his palm, a drop of blood fell to the ground, and Feige's soul went to hell.

"Wake up, Fork Devil, I'm back the way you taught!" he sat down on the throne and spread out his soul's palm to show the Fork Devil. "How long do I have?"

The face of the Fork in the Road Demon emerges from the mirror, glaring at Feige Hale angrily, then at the palm of the "snowman". "Depending on the speed of healing, you should have about half an hour. You didn't put the Soul Harvest Dagger in the palm of your hand, did you?"

"Of course not, didn't you keep saying that it was only a slight scratch? I don't want to send my soul into the soul crystal next door. ”

"Yes. If you go in, it will take up the amount of soul you have to be fully resurrected once, and the rest ......" The fork in the road demon suddenly widened his eyes: "You...... What have you done, and you have finally had a decent harvest! Two chaotic fanatic souls, and a horse...... No, it's a nightmare?!a nightmare soul full of resentment?!"

"Just two? I remember stabbing three with a dagger?"

"Ordinary souls are not worth talking about, and what are you using some of them for? You haven't died, it's used to resurrect that useless black cat, right? I'm not your butler, don't waste my energy on these trivial things. Tell me first, how did you make a horse like that? Its soul turned pure black. ”

"I don't have time to tell you stories. I'm here in a hurry. Fei Qi waved his hand: "I know that the devil with possession has the ability to repair the skin, can this ability be used on other creatures, such as my Midnight? I need to regenerate its internal organs." ”

"Yes, it can be done. All you have to do is kill the cat's soul and possess it to unleash the power of the devil and consume the power of hell to regenerate internal organs. The fork in the road snorted and mocked, "What do you think the devil is, a hypocritical and stupid angel? The power of the devil is all for himself, how can it be applied to others? Have you ever heard of the devil treating people's wounds?"

"Isn't it possible to make a pact with the devil to exorcise diseases or heal wounds?"

"Of course, you can sign it like this. But the devil is plundering diseases and transferring toxins, but not cures. If you want to regenerate organs, you can find another waste cat of the same size, take out its organs, and I will have a way to transfer them to your current body. However, this method is extremely unsafe, and nine times out of ten it will cause a physical mutation, and the cat will no longer be a cat, but become a crazy monster that does not recognize its relatives. So the question is, do you have the courage to take the plunge that is the least chance of success?"

"Don't listen to his demagoguery, it's just that the devil has limited abilities and can't regenerate others, and he's ashamed to admit that he's looking for an excuse to change the subject, or try to provoke you and then control you. You have to always remember that once you rely on and rely on its power, you will have to pay a price, including giving it more freedom – which is very dangerous. In the other mirror, Feige Hall said, "Don't be fooled, tell me what's going on, and call your cat over to show me." Isn't it able to come?"

Midnight was actually wandering the halls of Hell, and was currently curiously surveying the prayer in the corner of the hall. It tentatively stretched out its claws, scratched them quickly, and quickly retracted them.

Absorbed by the Soul Dagger Assassination, the Soul Turned-Prayer Prayer looked down at the black cat and decided to ignore it. It raised its head, turned its gaze back, and continued to look at the Earth world full of spatial turbulence with an expectant gaze.

"Don't let him go, stab it again or grab it into the soul crystal! The geist is indeed quite weird, and the ability of the soul to harvest the dagger has been deviated. However, the Invoker is found in every plane, and the Soul Dagger should be able to kill and absorb it. The Fork Demon frowned and said, "There's no harm in trying, anyway, the wandering spirits or the mergers are dead, so it doesn't violate your precious conscience, right?"

Feige looked at the Merger, and then asked the Fork of the Road, "Can you heal Midnight by directly consuming the power of Hell?"

"Hell gives you energy, and how you use it depends on your own skills. So...... No way. "The Fork in the Road Demon can't lie to Feige, after all, he can't lie to his own soul.

"Overdo it. Feige waved his hand. The Prayer Joiner walked into another mortal world with a grateful expression, and Midnight saw the gesture and ran over obediently. Wounds in the flesh have no effect on the movement of its soul, Midnight loses its agility in the mortal world, and in Hell it can easily jump on Fitch's knees.

Feige tells the two guys in the mirror about what happened at Icepeak Fortress, focusing on the details of the "left-handed" woman using the ring to emit corrosive light.

"Isn't that a boring thing made up by the demons, and it can still develop?"

"I saw a tattoo on that woman, the image of a cracked mountain and a fire in the earth, are you sure it's a demon sect?"

"It was the chaotic demon who started it, but the demon is impatient and won't run this sect at all, so I don't know who took over now. However, this explains why there are two Confusion fanatics. Hehe, you're also crooked. Aside from angels, the devil hates the devil the most. I don't understand the order, I think of one play is another, and I will only bite like a mad dog, which will bring a lot of trouble to the devil's career. Killing them is much more valuable than killing others!"

"All I care about is midnight. Icepeak's snowman asked with his last hope as he looked at Feige Hale in the mirror.

"I'm sorry, but the reality is harsh. Either risk mutation and madness to kill other cats to eviscerate, or show the last mercy - let it die a painful death. You have to be aware of the fact that this cat is no longer able to grow up properly. The person in the mirror stared at the person outside the mirror: "Didn't you always have an idea?"