The old man did not put 'Qin Ran' on the stone altar, but handed it over to the four maids who had been waiting for a long time.

The four maids carried 'Qin Ran' into the room on one side.

Pools, aromas, flower petals.

The four maids meticulously cleaned the whole body for 'Qin Ran', and changed into clean and decent white clothes, and 'Qin Ran' was still asleep during the whole process.

It's just that......

The corners of the mouth kept upturning.

It was as if he was holding back a laugh.

And on that face, I couldn't help but show a look of enjoyment.

The four maids who had been immersed in their work did not notice such an abnormality.

When they raised their heads, 'Qin Ran' had already returned to his sleepy appearance.

When 'Qin Ran' was placed on the stone altar again, there were four corners of the altar, and an oil lamp had been lit on each corner.

Bright grease, pea-sized flames.

The fragrance comes from the lit flames, and unlike the rich incense, this fragrance makes people feel calm and peaceful.

Apparently, some kind of calming drug was added to the oil.

Of course, oil lamps do much more than that.

"You should feel honored."

"Not only will I become the one chosen by my lord, but I will also be able to gain a supreme 'glory' again in my own appearance!"

The old man standing in front of the altar looked at 'Qin Ran' and said softly.

When he had finished speaking, the old man fell to his knees and prayed in a low voice.

The flame of the oil lamp rose directly from the size of a pea to the sky with the prayer of the old man, turning into a three-foot flame.

"Listen to me, great You!"

"You are a child of the firmament."

"You look down on the earth."

"Your majestic body is worshipped like the sun."

"Thy will is as great as the sea."

"You ......"

The voices of prayer continued.

An inexplicable will began to gradually coalesce on the altar.

You can't see it, but you can really feel it.

The old man became more and more religious.

The flame in the oil lamp became brighter and hotter.

When the prayer came to an end, the inexplicable will was suspended directly above the altar, condensed into a ball, like a falling meteor, falling straight towards the 'Qin Ran' on the altar.

And then......

'Qin Ran' dodged.

Bang!

There was a dull sound from the stone altar, and the will that fell like a meteor slammed into the hard and special stone altar.

There is no buffering.

There was no foresight.

An inexplicable, painful roar appeared in the old man's ears.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs spurted out.

Backlash!

An incomparably violent backlash.

But even such a backlash can't compare to the shock in the old man's heart at this moment.

His eyes widened, and he looked at 'Qin Ran' who woke up from his coma and stood in front of him with a smile on his face.

"You, you!"

The old man pointed tremblingly.

"I—Of course I'm cooperating with you."

The High Evil Spirit replied in the other party's trembling tone.

"This is a trap?!"

The old man realized it later.

The High Evil Spirit shrugged, it didn't bother to answer such a question.

This is, of course, a trap.

The gods of Navia.

Devourer.

Under such a premise, with the character of the contractor, it still appeared on the battlefield openly, which was destined to be an obvious trap.

However, neither it nor its contractor knew who it would attract.

And judging from the situation in front of you......

It's unexpected!

The high evil spirit looked at the flickering inexplicable will, and couldn't help but crack his mouth.

It certainly doesn't have any idea about it.

But!

It's never alone!

At the sound of swallowing saliva, a languishing, hungry 'gluttony' appeared, and the 'lazy' who followed 'gluttony' yawned to remind 'gluttony'.

"You're in a special state right now."

"It won't last long."

"So...... Well, when I didn't say. ”

'Lazy' still wanted to remind 'gluttony', but before 'laziness' finished speaking, 'gluttony' rushed to that inexplicable will like a hungry tiger.

For 'gluttony'.

Nature determines him, there is nothing that cannot be eaten.

The only difference is: it tastes good or it doesn't.

Undoubtedly, the 'thing' in front of you is extremely delicious for 'gluttony'.

He couldn't wait.

"Blasphemy!"

"Do you heretics know what you're doing?"

The old man struggled to stand up and shouted at the high spirits, 'gluttony' and 'laziness'.

"I don't know."

"I didn't do it voluntarily."

The High Evil Spirit shrugged his shoulders very solemnly.

'Gluttony' didn't bother to pay attention to the other party.

'Laziness' means being lazy, and maintaining a state of 'gluttony' has cost him a lot of energy, and he doesn't want to do anything more.

It's so tiring.

But there are still some things that need to be done.

I'm so tired!

Isn't there anyone who can help me with some of this?

'Lazy' yawned and waved his finger without a trace.

"Do you think you can live like this?"

"It's all temporary."

"When my Lord returns, it will be when you will be cast into purgatory!"

In the loud reprimand, the old man froze on the ground, his face purple.

Poison!

This scene caught the high evil spirit off guard, and it rushed forward.

However, there is no salvation anymore.

The old man, who knew very well what he had eaten, looked at the enemies who were scrambled by his actions with an invisible soul attitude.

He let out a sneer.

Then he walked towards the light he could see.

It was the kingdom of God to which he was going.

There he will receive eternal life.

He's always believed so.

And so it is.

He literally had eternal life there, with unimaginable food, wine and enjoyment every day.

And all he has to do is to do as if he were on earth.

Give his faith.

He would chant that name every day—

'My Great Majesty! ’

'My noble lord! ’

'God of Thunder - Riveretta! ’

With his prayers.

The sky lit up again.

Then there is darkness.

Then, he opened his eyes.

Open your eyes?

Why did he open his eyes?

Shouldn't he be immortal?

Doubts appeared in his unconscious brain.

Even when he saw that 'Qin Ran', he was in a trance.

He wondered what was going on?

"How's the dream world going?"

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

"It's a pity ......"

"Dreams and reality are always opposites, always so...... Cruel. ”

The High Evil Spirit sighed and looked at the dark path.

Qin Ran's figure appeared there.

Steady steps, not slow.

Between his fingers was a small dark green snake that was constantly struggling.