The shadows were misty and the white halo swayed gently.

With a low and hoarse voice like a stone sinking into the sea, no one responded, and Tobias, the god of conspiracy and evil gods, looked at the abruptly changing environment around him, his expression extremely solemn.

Good at playing with conspiracies and manipulating people's hearts, he smells an unusual atmosphere, some familiar, some unfamiliar, and most importantly, it brings him an inexplicable threat.

"Who is it?"

The mind turned, Tobias held his breath and concentrated, with the method of elimination, one by one to eliminate the hostile candidates in his heart, coupled with a little familiar aura, he suddenly found that he couldn't find any clues, as if the guy he was facing now appeared out of nowhere?

Abrupt?

Suddenly, he thought of Modrian's strange disappearance, which seemed to be related to the sudden change of environment.

"It's interesting, you can hide the line of my conspiracy."

Dressed in a black robe, Tobias lifted his hood to reveal an old, wrinkled face, his long gray-white hair scattered over his shoulders, and a deep black light escaping from his pupils, turning into slender silk threads, weaving an absolute realm in front of him.

Well?

Tobias looked up at the canopy, and a strange movement caught his attention.

In his field of vision, a bright moon like a jade disk hung high in the night sky, slowly sprinkling dark gray moonlight, soaking and eroding the shadow mist, peeling off a space, trapping his range of activities.

"Mingyue?"

Tobias muttered in a low voice, if I'm not mistaken, it's not night yet, why is there a bright moon rising into the sky?

Even if he wants to change the celestial phenomena of the main material plane, he must go all out.

Of course, this refers to the power of the god's clone, and if the real body comes, maybe he can already track down the guy behind the scenes, instead of being trapped in the fortress.

Compared to the conspiracy and the hearts of the people, Tobias thinks that no one in the continent of Calradimos can compare to him, which is the pride bestowed on him by the priesthood of conspiracy.

Thin black threads floated in all directions, wiggling the wriggling shadow mist, weaving through the fortress buildings in search of any unfamiliar breaths, but soon, Tobias found himself unable to mobilize them any longer, as if someone had erased all of his attachment to the black threads in an instant.

"The guy who hides his head and tail!" Anger came to Tobias's mind, filled with a hint of fear he didn't perceive: "Get out of here!" ”

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The shadow mist trembled, and the field of black silk threads in front of Tobias was like a living thing awakening, countless silk threads were twisted and weaved, making strange and piercing sounds, and finally forming a huge eye behind him.

Buzzing!

In an instant, his eyes opened.

The pitch-black pupils refracted the moonlight from the sky, and the spatial area that trapped Tobias boiled, as if throwing stones into the surface of a lake, suddenly setting off layers of transparent ripples, and then destroying everything it touched, shadows and mist, dark gray halos, and looming fortress buildings, everything slowly dissolved, disintegrated into tiny black particles, and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, the turmoil subsided, and Tobias stared at the pitch-black environment in front of him, frowning slightly, and there was no enemy in the land shrouded by the Eye of Evil.

"How is this possible?"

The area that the Evil Eye snoops on is not only the main material plane, but also all the spatial areas adjacent to the main matter plane, such as the transition plane, the shadow plane, and so on.

"Isn't the target here? Or ......."

As Tobias pondered in silence, the whispering of ancient poems quietly echoed in the white moonlight, like the best wandering poets plucking the strings with the truest emotions and playing an elegant accompaniment.

"Ten kings, ten thrones;"

"Nine crowns, crowned on the head;"

"There is only one man left, digging up the grave;"

"There are only crows left, neither dead nor alive."

The dull sound of poetry continued to sound, first vague and then real and pleasant, causing unknown changes between heaven and earth, and even the dark gray moonlight that was sprinkled kept shaking, as if afraid, as if afraid.

Under the Evil Eye, Tobias secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the hidden enemy was far more difficult than the exposed enemy, and since the target was selected, then it was time to go head-to-head.

Yes, head-to-head.

I don't know when Tobias had such a thought in his heart, and some of them didn't believe in his conspiracy ability to destroy the gods of the empire, because he ...... Fear?

Or the desire to see the true face of the person behind it.

Time passed, the sound of ancient poetry kept echoing in my ears, and the target behind it was not revealed.

In a trance, Tobias saw ancient and strange pictures from the sound of poetry, ruined and barren land, prosperous towns, silver male capitals, beautiful scenery of the newborn land, verdant and lush jungles, and endless deserts....... In these places, absurd tales of similar mythology circulate.

A village, a ragged farmer.

The figure planted crops alone, accompanied only by straw weavers,

Until the heavy conscription crushed the farmer, because the crops failed, he was fed to the hungry crows, and finally turned into demons and returned to the world.

Simple myths and stories have been reshaped and distorted through generations, and passed down through generations.

Even though it has changed countless times, the story is all about the same thing, looking like a human being, quietly walking in a place full of fear.

Click!

The strange subtle sound awakened Tobias's mind, and the conspiracy evil power in his body subconsciously erupted, dispelling the dark gray halo that surrounded the past.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Tobias's eyes were horrified, looking at the shadow mist that had calmed down, and an inexplicable shiver appeared in the depths of his soul.

Tick! Tick! Tick!

The viscous black liquid dripped down the gray-white hair, flowing on his face, and Tobias reached out to wipe it, turned to look at the evil eye behind him, and his dark pupils were covered with countless cracks, as if he had seen something terrifying.

And the subtle sound that woke him up before was the sound of broken pupils.

"Ugh....... Result.... Who is it.....!! ”

For the first time, Tobias was apprehensive about the attack, the sudden disappearance of his target, his own predicament, and the unknown presence that loomed over him..... Everything is completely out of the line of his conspiracy, and he can't even confirm the existence behind it.

Fear.....

He sees only fear.

In the late stages of Ragnarok, the infamous God of Dread was besieged and fell, and many Abyssal Gods competed for the Dread Godhead, causing the Godhead to be shattered, and each Abyssal God who obtained a fragment of the Godhead stole a portion of the Dread Godhead.

Fear, on the other hand, is an innate emotion inherent in all intelligent beings, and the evil gods who possess part of the fear godhood have risen rapidly and are constantly killing each other for the complete fear of the godhead.

But Tobias had never heard of any evil god who wielded the priesthood of fear to guard a human realm!

Croak! Croak! Croak!

The silence was broken by a hoarse chirping, and Tobias heard the sound, and the shadows and fog quietly appeared black as ink, and they looked at him with scarlet eyes.

"Is it the raven that appeared in that absurd mythology!?"

Myths reappear.

Tobias became more and more sure that the existence behind it was definitely an abyssal evil god who controlled the Fear Priesthood, otherwise it would not have caused him so much pressure.

Then he recalled the raven mentioned in the old poem.

"There are only crows left, neither dead nor alive."

"About the gods of crows? I don't remember a single Abyssal Evil God associated with Ravens. Tobias flashed through his mind with countless messages, but found nothing.

"Or is there an abyss evil god who controls the Fear Priesthood and has fallen and lost the Fear Priesthood?"

"Wait...."

It was only at this moment that Tobias finally realized that his carefully planned plot had already been seen through, and he had set a trap to lure out all the pretenders who were spying on Valoran's territory.

"All in one? Ha, is it so bold? ”