In a matter of moments, a team of twenty or thirty people squeezed into the cellar.

Scanning through it with his senses, Edward spotted the general situation of the team, which was led by 5 men in black trench coats.

The leaders were four men and one woman, and Edward felt a faint divine power in them, and according to Edward's perception, these five people should be divided into two camps.

They have two kinds of divine powers.

The three muscular men, with some aura in their bodies that made Edward feel a little uncomfortable, were a little surprised by the words of love of these three people, and surprised how they had survived until now.

Filth, that's right, Edward saw filth in the bodies of these three people, and the filth with slightly different breaths accumulated in their bodies, and Edward was surprised that they were not "poisoned" to death.

Edward squinted his eyes and swept the waist pouches around the three men's waists, and Edward's gaze penetrated the satchels to see several flasks that shimmered with strange colors.

The liquid inside the flask exuded a strange magical power, and at the same time, the filthy aura permeated it.

Edward realized why these three men had accumulated so much filth in their bodies. They drank it themselves!

Soon, the people entering the cellar collided with Edward and Cynthia, and the intruder was stunned at the light of Edward's light.

After a while, except for the five leaders, the rest of the ordinary people all knelt down, thinking about Edward and Cynthia, and bowed their heads respectfully.

The five leaders with strange powers crossed their hands on their shoulders and bowed respectfully to Edward and Cynthia.

"Isn't it uncomfortable to drink poison? You are committing suicide, and the power in your body can protect you from these poisons, but once the power in your body is not enough, it is your time of death. Edward looked curiously at the three leaders who had been hollowed out by the poison, his face was a little dark.

Advanced language proficiency allowed Edward to communicate with the inhabitants of the New World without any hindrance.

"We are the knights of the night watch, the guards of the night, the sword and shield of the common people at night, the duty of the night watch, until death!"

In the face of Edward's question, the three soldiers covered in poison did not hesitate, and directly proudly read their oath.

Knights of the Night Watch? Love words blinked, a little curious about the three claiming to be in front of him.

Soon, however, Edward put their claims behind him and continued to keep an eye on the three Night Watch Knights' health.

Edward was a priest, a priest of the ancient Hindryo, who was a good hand at healing.

Treating diseases and saving people can be said to be one of Edward's hobbies, and Edward can see that the three people in front of him have noble souls, so Edward pays special attention to them.

Edward looked at the three Night Watch Knights and said calmly, "I can help you get rid of these toxins from your body. ”

With his keen motion capture, Edward saw the three Night Watch Knights, their pupils visibly constricted!

The Night Watch Knight's spirit fluctuated greatly, and one of the Night Watch Knights, who looked relatively young, swallowed his spit and couldn't help but speak, "You...... You're saying you can help us get rid of the potion?! ”

The young knight's voice was full of surprise.

It's just to get rid of the poison, and it's not difficult. Edward nodded calmly, and after two seconds of silence, Edward frowned and said, "I can help you get rid of the toxins in your body, but the power in your body will also be expelled a large part, and your power is too closely related to these poisons." ”

As soon as Edward's words came out, the three Night Watchmen who were still excited just now were stunned, and after a while, they shook their heads with a wry smile.

"Thank you, my lord, for your kindness, we don't need treatment."

"Why? If you drag on like this, you're going to die, no, you're not going to die, you're going to be monsters. Edward squinted his eyes and re-examined the contamination in the bodies of the next three Night Watchmen.

Take the oldest Night Watchman, for example, his stomach, kidneys, and liver have all been slightly alienated, and he is transforming into a non-human!

If the condition of the old Night Watchman is not treated, if it continues to drag on, his body will deepen its alienation, and eventually his reason will be devoured by toxins and pollution, and he will become a monster.

Seeing Edward's gaze staring straight at him, the old night watchman smiled bitterly twice and said, "But my oath is so, I will fight until the last moment, the night is deep, the night watchman ...... Too little, my companions can't live without me. ”

The person in front of him has suffering. Edward nodded silently and said, "If you change your mind, then you can look for me, but don't come to me after becoming a monster, you are no longer you at that time, and I will purify you." ”

The aged Night Watchman bowed respectfully again and said, "Thank you, my lord. ”

Edward gave up, then turned his gaze to the other two leaders, and a thick glint of curiosity appeared in Edward's eyes.

"Can I take the liberty of asking? Are you two alive or dead? Edward asked with some stiffness.

Hearing Edward's question, a man and a woman with pale faces glanced at each other, and a woman in her 30s spoke: "My lord, we are alive. ”

"Can a living person carry such a serious corpse gas? Dead people are not as serious as yours. And I can tell that many of the organs in your body are 'dead'. ”

"But we are indeed alive."

Edward nodded, and said, "Well, that's why I'm curious, your existence is both alive and dead, and you're the real living dead. Is this what you are capable of? ”

Edward's eyes sparkled with inquiry.

The female powerhouse nodded, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice, "We are the grave keepers, the family of the young girl Princess Ulla, the god of death. ”

Maiden Death? Death? Sure enough, there are gods in this world like the gods of Sibia!

Hearing the title of the Grim Reaper, Edward figured something out.

"Death? I see, you are transforming into the Holy Relics. ”

The Holy Remains, which are subordinates that only the gods who hold the dead, are similar to the Heroic Spirits, except that the Heroic Spirits exist in spirits and souls, while the Sacred Relics exist in the flesh.

The flesh does not decay and endures forever.

Merely...... Looking at the two grave keepers in front of him, Edward sniffed his nose, and Edward smelled decay from them.

The transformation of the relics is too slow, and if the two grave keepers in front of them do not have a big chance, then they will turn into corpses before the transformation is completed, and thus die completely.

Edward glanced at the Night Watchman, then looked back at the two grave keepers, frowned slightly, and muttered, "What a serious negative effect." ”

Facing the muttering Edward, the five leaders with special abilities waited obediently for a moment,

When Edward stopped muttering, the aged Night Watchman stepped forward and asked respectfully, "Can you tell me the name?" Our late-night patrol has prepared a banquet for the two of you. ”

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