Chapter Ninety-Eight: Table Manners
The voice was clear, but there was no emotional fluctuation, just like Qin Ran's flat expression.
The pale-faced ascetic's body stiffened, as if it had been frozen.
The prophet who broke down and cried did not cry out again, but the small sobs were even more pitiful than the previous cry.
The two people who knew quite a lot of secrets, looking at Qin Ran who was standing in front of them, could only make some instinctive reactions.
As for more?
That is, I can't hold back and don't tremble.
The ascetic, who was held by the prophet and shared the vision of the 'prophecy', looked at the desolate and dark wilderness in front of him, and the despair in his heart appeared layer by layer.
Because he could see what the darkness was.
Not the darkness of nature.
It doesn't belong to the ordinary supernatural darkness.
What is there is 'devouring'!
The horror that consumes everything.
The dark monster was languid and haughty, but it did not hide its hunger in the slightest, like a god from above, looking down on everything in the world.
And, dismissively.
Gritting his teeth, the ascetic did not bend down.
However, this is the limit.
When a flicker of flame appeared in the distance, the ascetic simply sat down on the ground.
In his wide eyes, a lava demon appeared.
Unlike the pitch-black monsters.
This lava demon exudes a violent, chaotic aura all over his body.
It's not really close yet.
He had already found that his mind was polluted, and evil whispers began to appear in his ears.
What's even more terrifying......
He couldn't stop such a change.
The ascetic finally knew why his friend broke down and cried.
Death, inevitable.
A bitterness appeared on the ascetic's face.
He struggled to sit up straight, hoping to be calmer when death came.
He also wanted to stand up if he could.
But my legs are a little weak, and I really can't sit down.
The lava demon is getting closer.
And then......
It's all gone.
He returned to the church again.
Behind him was the soothing prophet, who maintained a decent sitting position.
There were no dark monsters in front of him, no more lava demons.
Only left, Qin Ran.
An ordinary-looking, aloof-looking young man.
But this made the ascetic understand more and more that the other party was terrible.
Demon!
An evil god who experienced death, but escaped reincarnation and awakened again!
Recalling the darkness and flames in his mind, the ascetic was very sure of the identity of the young man in front of him, after all, whether it was the darkness or the flames, the evil aura on it could almost be determined without distinguishing.
Alas, is this where we end?
The ascetic sighed in his heart, patted his friend on the shoulder, and tried to calm his friend down.
Then, after trying to keep his body as straight as he could sit on the ground, he said:
"I see where your crown came from."
"I understand who you are, too."
"One of the many who have departed."
"Or one of the rotten ones."
"We can't ask for anything from you, and we dare not ask for anything, only to ask you to keep the ancient covenant......"
As he spoke, a dagger appeared in the ascetic's sleeve.
The dagger is not long, but it is not small.
The blade of the dagger is very wide, making it look a bit like a kitchen knife.
The ascetic pointed the dagger at his heart, and his voice trembled.
"My soul will be your sacrifice."
"Whatever you want...... Enjoy! ”
The strange dagger stabbed straight down.
But it didn't pierce the chest.
With tears on his face and snot on his face, the soothsayer shook the ascetic's wrist with both hands, and shook his head vigorously, tears and snot scattered on the ascetic's patched but clean robe.
Qin Ran silently took a step back.
I've seen very disgusting things.
But that doesn't mean I'm happy to be engaged.
After keeping a safe distance, Qin Ran looked at the prophet.
"Your return, your resurgence, I see it."
"What you're looking for, I've seen it too."
"I want to make a deal with you."
The prophet prayed in a low voice.
See what I'm looking for?
Suspicion flashed in Qin Ran's eyes.
To be honest, he didn't believe what the soothsayer in front of him saw, even if he saw something, he was scared of himself.
And......
And scared a lot.
However, this did not prevent Qin Ran from testing the other party.
"Deal?"
Maintaining an indifferent voice, Qin Ran asked slowly.
"Yes, deal!"
"I'm going to give you a message that will be directed at your opponent...... That opponent is what you're looking for, right? ”
The prophet nodded vigorously, and the remaining snot was thrown out, sticking to the ascetic's robes, pulling out a crystal clear, but extremely viscous silk thread.
Qin Ran's gaze shifted unconsciously.
Then, I was surprised to find that the prophet in front of me seemed to know more than I imagined.
At least you should know something secret.
And the so-called 'adversary'?
Qin Ran didn't think that the other party had seen the 'broker'.
Not to mention the layers of protection set up by the 'broker' itself, it shouldn't be something that an ordinary prophet can find at all, if it is really so easy to find, the grave grass of the 'broker' will be three meters high, and the people who want to kill that bastard are really like a carp crossing the river, and there is an endless stream.
The protection of the 'gigantic city' alone is enough to make the prophet in front of him helpless.
What's more, how could a person who only saw his 'surface' 'see' so much.
Why, then, do prophets say things like 'accurate'?
Very simple.
It's a rhetoric.
If he really is what is described in the other person's words, it is naturally impossible to be without an enemy, and among these enemies there must be one whom he desperately wants to get rid of.
Under such a premise, it is not abrupt to say that he wants to find the other party.
It can even be said to be extremely accurate.
Although he knew that it was fake, Qin Ran was happy to know the secret things that the other party knew.
Seeing Qin Ran nodded, the prophet was overjoyed.
He opened his mouth and said:
"Your opponent is hiding here!"
The prophet is still telling.
But no sound came out, and it was only strange to see his mouth open and closed, like a fish thrown ashore, but the prophet himself continued to speak as if unconscious.
The ascetic clearly noticed that something was wrong.
As soon as he raised his hand, he covered the mouth of the prophet.
But it was too late.
The sunlight outside the window dimmed.
The shadows under the window become deeper.
The dim sunlight has lost its sparkle.
The deep shadows have a touch of coldness.
Click, click.
A layer of frost began to appear on the ground in the chapel, and everything was distorted by the sound of condensation, and the tables and chairs were like wrung out towels, and the candles and candlesticks condensed into the first grease and gathered into a puddle, in which a humanoid figure condensed, exuding the fishy smell of grease.
The ascetics, the prophets, have been frozen and do not see all this.
Qin Ran was also frozen, but his vision accepted all this.
Looking at this world that seemed to have lost its color, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
It's not weird!
At least not ordinary weirdness!
Mixed with the power of faith in the midst of great chaos!
Gods like old books?
Still is......
The guess in his heart made Qin Ran stand there silently, quietly waiting for the other party to appear.
The humanoid figure quickly condensed.
It walked before the ascetic.
"Stupid idiot!"
It's so approving.
"Damn coward!"
After looking at the prophet, it said one more sentence, and then looked at Qin Ran.
"Arrogant fools!"
"You never know who you're up against!"
"Who is it?"
"Of course it'......"
The humanoid who subconsciously wanted to respond suddenly noticed that something was wrong, it subconsciously wanted to retreat, but it was a step slower, as soon as Qin Ran, who should have been frozen, raised his hand, the frost on the surface of his body completely cracked, and the palm of his left hand pinched the neck of the other party, and with a slight force, the neck of the other party condensed with wax appeared cracks.
However, the humanoid counterpart did not panic, but let out a sneer.
The other party, who should have been bound, turned his hands into swords made of candles, and stabbed Qin Ran directly.
Then the other party felt the astonishing heat coming out of its neck in horror.
Its body, along with its arms, melted again, at an unknown speed faster than it condensed.
And then......
The 'candle liquid' has begun to evaporate!
Melting is not terrible, it can condense again.
But what if it's evaporation?
It can't get a body again.
Immediately, the space in the heart occupied its thoughts.
"Spare your life!"
"I'll hand over the 'keys' forever ......"
The shouting stopped abruptly, the surging demonic flames flooded the other party, Qin Ran silently looked at the burning other party, even if a crystal ball appeared in the other party's body, floating in front of Qin Ran's eyes, Qin Ran didn't care.
Until the other party is really dead.
Qin Ran looked at the crystal ball at this time.
The crystal ball was the size of a fist, and it was printed with Qin Ran's figure.
Name:??? 】
[Type: Strange Thing]
[Quality: ??? 】
[Attack: ??? 】
[Defense: ??? 】
[Attribute: ??? 】
[Special Effect: ??? 】
[Demand: ??? 】
[Can I bring out this copy:??? 】
[Remarks:??? 】
……
A series of question marks appeared in Qin Ran's eyes, and he frowned slightly.
Obviously, his occult knowledge is unrecognizable, or requires specialized knowledge to identify.
Under all the unknown, Qin Ran cautiously did not touch the crystal ball, letting the other party float there, he looked at the ascetic and the prophet.
The black and white receded.
The two people who were frozen to death were safe and sound.
The two saw Qin Ran again.
One stiffened, the other sobbing quietly.
Then, the pale ascetic struggled to sit up straight.
"I see where your crown came from."
"I understand who you are, too."
……
As in the previous words.
Same.
There was no change in his expression.
Even the special dagger was back in the ascetic's sleeve, and when the other man pulled out the dagger, the prophet stopped it again, and said what he had just said again.
The monster that was born from the candle began to condense again.
Qin Ran raised his hand to be a demonic flame.
The other party suddenly evaporated.
Another crystal ball floated in front of Qin Ran.
Then the stiff-bodied ascetic, the soothing prophet reappeared.
Qin Ran frowned slightly, and went without any more action.
He waited for everything to finish and then raised his hand again to slap the demonic flame and vaporize the monster that had not yet appeared.
The number of crystal balls suddenly became three.
As if it were a satellite, three crystal balls surrounded Qin Ran.
……
In the inexplicable void, he stared closely at the existence here, and let out a low and malicious laugh.
"Only three times!"
"This is the beginning!"
As he spoke, he laughed again.
It's been a long time since they've played this kind of game.
The sudden appearance of qualified people made the other party happy, and couldn't wait, and even pulled the other party into this little game without hesitation.
After all, it hadn't seen such delicious food in a long time.
But it also has restraint.
A complete set of 'table manners' will make the food more delicious and make it more safe to eat.
So, it waited quietly.
Waiting for the food to make a mistake.
Wrong food will ferment.
Gradually, though, it noticed something different about the food.
Ten times!
Twenty times!
Thirty times!
The other party has not changed any goals, and has been staring at the right choice.
"Humph!"
"Very cautious."
"But how long can such caution be maintained?"
"You're going to change your goals eventually!"
"Like the Templars who once swore not to harm innocents, how many times did that delicious snack come to the ascetics and prophets?"
"The hundredth and first time?"
"Or the one hundred and second?"
"Don't worry, I'll wait slowly."
Minutes and seconds passed.
For the two hundredth time, when Qin Ran continued to attack that candle monster, the predator couldn't sit still.
Candle monsters don't appear out of nowhere.
Table manners are also not to be used casually.
All of this is the power supply that needs it.
Once the candle monster dies, its power is consumed by one point.
For one second of table manners, its power will cost two more points.
It has to change!
It thought so.
Then, a trace of power outside the 'dining table' was used.
Immediately, the black-and-white world began to change.
Fine scales appeared on the ascetic's body, his nails began to grow, his teeth sharpened, and in his breath, the ascetic became an armored monster.
Click!
As soon as the monster turned around, it bit off half of the prophet's head, and then began to devour the prophet.
Flesh and blood flying.
Broken bones.
Qin Ran watched all this, and when the candle monster appeared, he raised his hand and struck a demonic flame, turning the candle monster into steam again.
"Why don't you make a move!"
"The ascetic is already a monster!"
"You should kill the ascetic first!"
A roar echoed through the void.
The existence was unwilling, and here it was again.
This time, it didn't let the ascetic chew slowly, and after biting the prophet to death in one bite, it rushed straight at Qin Ran, however, Qin Ran didn't have any counterattack, and waited for the candle monster to appear and evaporated.
Even if the prophet turned into a monster at the same time, it didn't change Qin Ran's choice.
Three hundred times later.
The Void Presence was silent.
It found that the qualifier seemed to be a little different from what it had encountered before.
Its increasingly weakened body told it that it had lost its food this time.
It sighed, dismantling the hunt, remembering the food.
It swears that it will never play games with each other again.
Then, it was ready to leave.
And just before it could fade away, it suddenly heard the sound of swallowing saliva.
As long as you listen to the voice, you can feel that the other person is hungry.
Even more important......
That's not what it is.
Without hesitation, it sped up its stealth speed, but an invisible mouth bit its tentacles fiercely, dragging it out desperately.
"Loosen up!"
"Damn it!"
"You guy who doesn't have any table manners, give me a sigh of relief!"
It yelled again and again, but instead of letting go, the big mouth pulled harder and harder.
And......
Chewing while tugging.