This prayer ......

What a prayer of the true God!

It's clearly the prayer of an evil god!

And even if it's a prayer of an evil god, it won't sing the bad deeds of an evil god like this, right?

For example, the prayers of the Dire Witch and the Lord of Blood and Tears, which he knew, were all praising evil gods.

The prayer of the Templar written by the Lord of Blood and Tears is more like a slander and insult to the Templar.

Truth be told, Tom didn't dare to pronounce such a prayer.

He hesitated, but still asked apprehensively, "Venerable Immortal, did you make a mistake?" Is this prayer really the prayer of the goddess of the temple? ”

No response......

The heavy smell of blood gradually dissipated, and the eyes that seemed to have been staring at him dissipated with it.

Gone?

Tom was stunned for a while, and he asked in a low voice uncertainly, "Venerable Immortal, are you still there?" ”

There was still no response from the room, as if the Lord of Blood and Tears had never come.

After repeatedly confirming that the Lord of Blood and Tears was really gone, Tom's hanging heart could be regarded as falling.

Sitting down at his desk, he spread out his notepad and fell silent as he looked at the new prayers and ritual materials written by the Lord of Blood and Tears.

Just now, the Lord of Blood and Tears said that this is a method that will surely attract the attention of the goddess of the Temple, should he believe it?

But even if it's true, the goddess of the temple who is invited by this kind of prayer will probably be punished by God, right?

After much deliberation, Tom closed the notepad, still not daring to try it.

But the moment he closed the notepad, it turned to the page where the Lord of Blood and Tears had written the prayers and ritual materials of the Goddess of the Temple.

At the same time, the thick and disgusting smell of blood once again permeated the room.

At this time, Tom remembered a sentence.

Summoning evil gods comes at a price!

The reason why evil gods are called evil gods is not only because they act in a strange way, but also because most of the people who summon evil gods may not even have the qualifications to be believers in evil gods, so they are killed by evil gods on the spot.

Am I one of those people?

Tom shuddered at the thought of this, and the shadow of fear hung over his heart.

No, I don't want to die!

Escape!

Tom is driven by a strong desire to survive, and he threatens to escape from this dark room.

The next second, however, he discovered something even more desperate.

His body didn't follow his will at all, and instead walked to the desk under the control of a mysterious force and picked up the notepad.

This is...... The Lord of Blood and Tears is manipulating my body?

Perhaps sensing his heartfelt words, the Lord of Blood and Tears appeared, picked up the pen and wrote a word in the notebook:

Be.

A deep despair takes over Tom's mind, and he desperately wants to regain control of his body.

But no matter how much his soul resisted, his body no longer acted at his will.

This rebellion made his spirit tired, and his true consciousness began to blur.

But it doesn't matter, it's not him Tom who is manipulating this body now, but the Lord of Blood and Tears who has been summoned by the evil god ritual.

His slumber only made the Lord of Blood and Tears more comfortable with his control over this body.

I don't know if it's back to the light, Tom's consciousness gradually cleared up again.

He noticed that the Lord of Blood and Tears was manipulating him in setting up the ritual materials.

Could it be that the Lord of Blood and Tears manipulated my body to perform the ritual that defiled the Templar Goddess?

No, I don't want to!

The notepad hovered in mid-air with the blessing of a mystical power, and Tom saw the Lord of Blood and Tears write:

No, you want to!

……

At Sister Erin's house, Annage gave the two necklaces he bought back to Erin and Naya.

Erin was genuinely frightened, and her head began to think crankily again, guessing the purpose of An Ying sending them this.

This chain can't be an evil god item to make them obey him, right?

Naya didn't think as much as Erin thought, and she couldn't put it down and put it around her neck after playing with the necklace for a while.

"Thank you for the gift, Brother Anying!"

Naya was in a happy mood, but her sickly appearance always looked like she was forcing a smile.

"If you like it, I'll go back to my room first."

Glancing at Erin, who was still thinking nonsense, Akage nodded at Naya and went back to his room to rest.

Back in the room, An Ying picked up the immortal weapon he had intercepted from the Dire Witch, the Dragon Sword of the Sunbreaker.

Last night, I tested the power of this sword, but An Ying was not very satisfied.

Because he always felt that he had not brought out the true power of this sword.

If Erin, who knows holy swordsmanship, can use this sword, she should be able to use this sword better, right?

To be honest, he didn't really like the feeling of using a sword.

It's not that he doesn't like to use a sword because he doesn't know any swordsmanship, he simply thinks that the feeling of blasting thunder and lightning with his bare hands is more suitable for him.

Smash the enemy with one punch, how handsome!

The flickering fist of thunder and lightning to electrotherapy the opponent is also a very good means of attack!

It's also good to train Erin like a card in a card game, equip Erin with equipment, and let her take his place as a commander to solve the opponent.

Suddenly, An Ying wished that he was really an evil god.

This way, he can learn the skills of the evil god just like in the game.

For example, the whispers of the evil god make the person who hears it go mad, become insane, and even seriously injured and die.

The whispers of the Dire Witch and the Templar had almost killed him.

If he has such ability, he is not an evil god, but a true god!

And abilities like mind control are also very good, so he doesn't have to worry about Erin's loyalty.

It's a pity that he is neither an evil god nor a true god.

These abilities belong to the immortal gods, and he is afraid that he will not be able to learn them in this life, right?

In an instant, An Ying lost interest in the Evil God Immortal Weapon he was holding in his arms.

Lying on his back on the bed boringly, he missed the days of lying on the bed at home, playing with his mobile phone, surfing the Internet.

Well?

A deep call came from afar, and An Ying's face immediately became embarrassed.

Who called me this time?

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a black heart-source fire was released from his heart.

Under his gaze, a man who appeared to be forty or fifty years old was in a dark room, chanting the prayer of the Dire Witch.

Ankage had a dark face, he was really annoyed by these Dire witches who couldn't bring him the same benefit as Irene, but kept bothering him by chanting prayers.

If he could, he didn't want to keep intercepting the prayers that were supposed to be delivered to the Dire Witch.

But the truth was that the Dire Witch worshippers prayed to him one after another.

Hanging the eyes of the twin dead fish and looking at the flame mirror for a while, An Ying learned that the middle-aged man was not a believer in the Dire Witch, but a believer in the immortal true god Pure Water.

The middle-aged man and Erin had a similar reason for holding the evil god ritual before, hoping to get the help of the evil god.

An Ying was not a living bodhisattva, and he was indifferent to the middle-aged man's prayers.

Even, he began to hope that he was a real evil god, and gave this person who disturbed him a whisper of an evil god.

Let the middle-aged man not bother him in the future!

Suddenly, the middle-aged man in the picture clenched his head with both hands, collapsed to the ground and convulsed.

"Venerable Immortal, spare me, if you don't want to accept my prayers, I promise not to bother you in the future!"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words begging for mercy, An Ying frowned.

He stared uncertainly at the middle-aged man who was still twitching in the frame, trying to make the man less painful.

In the next moment, the middle-aged man who fell to the ground and convulsed relieved the pain in his gradually dilated eyes, and got up.

This is the whispering ability of the Immortal God!

An Ying exclaimed in his heart, a little incredulous.

"Thank you for your forgiveness, Venerable Immortal!" The middle-aged man whispered reverently into the void as a sign of respect.

An Ying wasn't quite sure if it was a coincidence, or if he really wanted to whisper the Immortal God.

In order to figure out whether he was really or fake, An Ying's eyes froze.

Next, the middle-aged man was miserable.

It was hard to stop the pain in his head, and suddenly he had a splitting headache because An Ying wanted to confirm his ability.

Back and forth, the middle-aged man felt tormented.

He swore that if he survived today, he would be a believer in the god of pure water in the future, and never touch the evil god ritual again.

After repeated attempts, An Ying found that he could really resemble the ability of the Immortal God to whisper, and his face couldn't help but be happy.

In the future, if Erin loses her mind and wants to exchange with him to the limit, he will use this newly learned whisper to make her honest!