At sunset, the superior demon reluctantly stood up from the soft collapse, and it carefully packed up its soft collapse, including the bottom bedding, which was neatly folded and placed at the head of the bed on one side.

Sergei immediately walked over, but did not say anything immediately, but silently watched as the superior evil spirit cleaned up the soft collapse.

The young man had never seen a messenger of the gods like this.

Even if he had only seen the messenger of a god from a superior evil spirit, but in the biography, which messenger of a god was not high up and made up the bed?

No kidding.

Even the fine clothes and food will make those messengers of the gods dissatisfied.

And what about my lord?

All he saw was a love of life.

Look at the Messenger's meticulous appearance of putting the bedding together.

In addition to the love of life?

Is there any better explanation?

Taking a slight breath, the young man decided to remember the moment.

And, inform everyone about it all.

He believes that this is something that should be celebrated and learned.

"I need to go."

"Next, I'll leave it to you."

After touching his futon again, the superior demon turned around and said.

"Yes, sir."

"May you return safely."

Sergei bowed.

The surrounding believers also saluted together, including those who hurried to take refuge from the vicinity of Sikaling, they all knew about the deeds of this envoy, and after seeing the scene just now, they were even more in admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

With such a life-loving messenger, how can his own god be an evil god?

Slander!

This is a slander by those guys about their belief in the gods!

We must remain steadfast in our faith in our Lord.

If someone talks nonsense, they must be good-looking!

Unconsciously, the believers present once again strengthened their faith.

The superior spirits looked around.

It said in a gentle tone.

"I will."

"After all, there's something I can't give up without."

The gentle voice made the believers misunderstand again.

They think that the superior demons are talking about them.

"Please take care."

Sergei's voice choked slightly, holding back tears in his eyes.

"Let's go."

Without further explanation, the superior evil spirit patted the young man on the shoulder, and after Sergei sent out the secret temporary stronghold again, the upper evil spirit walked straight towards the mansion of Viscount Sika.

However, before the superior demon could take two steps, it was stopped by a man.

An old man with a withered face and tattered clothes.

"Your Excellency, can you wait a minute?"

The old man stood in front of the superior evil spirit and asked in a low voice.

"Of course."

"Excuse me, what's the matter with you?"

The superior demon responded with a warm smile.

"I am a believer under the crown of 'holy water'."

"Hopefully a win-win deal with the messenger under the crown of the 'mist'."

The other party simply reported his home, and 'holy water' is the self-proclaimed name of 'rotten water'.

Then, the other party vaguely pointed in the direction of the Viscount's Mansion behind him.

"Please."

The superior evil spirit said with an unchanged expression.

"There is a messenger of the 'God of War' there, and the two of 'Blight' and 'Sleep' are suspicious, and the 'Holy Water' crown hopes that the 'Mist' crown can cooperate to kill them!"

"His majesty the 'holy water' only wants to get a chance to come."

"The rest is all under the crown of 'fog'."

"Maybe dealing with the three of them is nothing for His Majesty the 'Mist', but doesn't His Majesty the 'Mist' want it to be easy?"

The other party bowed.

The superior demon deliberately paused, as if asking his master.

In fact, at this time, Qin Ran had already given everything to it.

To put it simply, as long as the result remains the same, let it play.

After about two seconds, the superior demon nodded.

"Okay."

The superior demon nodded.

"Well, when you actually appear at the Viscount's Mansion at night, I will fully cooperate with you - we will attack that Viscount first, after all, he is the messenger of the God of War, and once he is allowed to play at his full strength, it is likely that there will be unnecessary trouble."

After the other party finished speaking, he walked to the side.

The superior demon didn't look at the other party again and continued to move forward.

Bypassed two streets.

In front of him, the outline of the mansion of Viscount Sika had already appeared.

The viscount's mansion sits a little lower than the Temple of the God of War.

It occupies a large area, but from the outside, it looks like a military camp.

Just as the superior demon looked at the viscount's mansion, a voice came from the wall next to it.

"Dependents of the Mist, we meet again."

"No need to be surprised."

"Please keep your previous posture."

"I don't want to be caught communicating with you privately yet."

The voice of the 'Withered Branch' clearly entered the ears of the superior evil spirits.

"It's a pleasure to meet you again."

The superior evil spirit pretended to enjoy the scenery, and while watching, it circled to the other side and did not stay in place.

This look of cooperation made the 'Withered Branch' happy.

"Clever guy."

"I like working with smart people."

"How about killing the rest of the guys together and turning the 'Sika' into me and the Mist?"

"Don't worry, I only occupy one-third of the territory, and the remaining two-thirds are 'fog', and besides, the fog can be picked first!"

'Withered Branch' said.

"Not enough."

"This is not the only thing my lord asks."

"Moreover, even if it is a cooperation, it needs to be of equal strength, and you?"

The superior demon did not continue.

However, the meaning is self-evident.

"Do you really think that what I show is all my strength?"

"Moreover, I represent not only myself, but also 'Sleep'!"

"If we're both in the 'fog' camp, do you think I'm not qualified yet?"

'Withered Branch' asked rhetorically.

"I can't call the shots on this, I need to ask my lord."

The superior demon said.

"Of course, you're a messenger."

'Withered Branch' said nonchalantly.

After another pretentious pause, the superior demon spoke again.

"Yes."

"My lord agreed."

"However, my lord needs three-quarters of Sika's territory, and you and Your Excellency 'Sleeping' must be the first to deal with that Viscount Sika."

The superior demon said.

"No problem."

After saying that, the 'withered branch' disappeared without a trace.

The superior spirit waited in place for a few seconds, and after no more sounds, it moved forward again this time.

"Stop!"

Before it could get close to the viscount's mansion, it was stopped by soldiers.

"Hello, I am the messenger of the 'Mist', and I am here."

The superior evil spirit said with a smile on his face.

The soldier in front of him, apparently ordered in advance, immediately said, "Your Excellency, please follow me." ”

As he spoke, he walked directly towards the Viscount's Mansion with the superior evil spirit.

All the way to the hall of the Viscount's Mansion unimpeded.

The titular owner of Sika was already standing there and waiting.

"Yes, Lord Viscount."

The superior evil spirit greeted politely.

The smile and etiquette are perfect, if it weren't for the identity of the other party's evil god messenger, Viscount Sika would think that the other party is from a traditional aristocratic family.

But the more this happened, the more vigilant Viscount Sika became.

He knew very well that the 'Mist' was different from the evil gods he had come into contact with.

Not only is there no bloody barbarism, but there is also a rudimentary form of the system.

The thought of some of the news he had just inquired about made the viscount's uneasiness grow more and more serious.

His Majesty already has an enemy that needs to be done with all his might.

There will never be a similar enemy again.

Thinking of this, His Excellency the Viscount spoke very simply.

"Let's cooperate."

As the other party spoke, his eyes staring straight at the superior evil spirit.

The expression of the superior evil spirit did not change at all, still with a warm smile, bowed slightly, and said, "Okay." ”

……

When the afterglow of the setting sun sank into the horizon, Sika City quickly fell silent.

The order of the curfew was carried out faithfully.

Bands of patrolmen began to appear on the streets.

Even the taverns and inns are turned off early.

The only lighting left was the street lamps on both sides of the street, and the braziers on the ramparts.

Of course, this is just for ordinary people, in a building behind Viscount Sika's mansion, it is brightly lit, and the guards and servants look at all this strangely.

Viscount Sika may be a stern man, but he is definitely a self-denying and law-abiding man.

After the curfew was enacted, he must have been the first to comply with it.

However, this time, the viscount not only did not comply, but also unusually ordered all the guards and servants in the mansion to go to the front yard, and no one was allowed to go to the back yard.

The guards and servants were surprised by this order, but they did not dare to disobey it.

I can only look at the backyard with curiosity.

The backyard is where Viscount Sika lives.

Different from the extravagant style after Etandine IV, here is the simplicity of Etandine's traditional aristocracy, and there is a strong military style, and the most ornaments are not tapestries and paintings, but weapons, shields and armor.

At this moment, the emaciated Viscount Sika was standing in front of a set of armor, and His Excellency the Viscount, who was thin and gray-haired, wore the armor one by one with a solemn face.

The priest of the 'Corrupt Waters' on the side stood silently with his hands down.

'Withered Branch' and 'Sleeping Deer' make eye contact.

'Pretend. ’

I have carefully examined this set of armor, and except for the emblem of the 'God of War', I have not found any anomalous 'Sleeping Deer' is very disdainful.

Before coming to the Viscount's Mansion, it originally thought that it would take a lot of effort to persuade the other party, but who knew that 'withering' was only slightly mentioned, and the other party agreed.

That attitude tells it that even if they don't come here, the other party will take the initiative to find them.

For the so-called 'God of War'!

Hum!

At the thought of that god of war, the 'Sleeping Deer' snorted coldly again.

That's a tyrannical and hypocritical bastard.

Just like the viscount in front of him.

What kind of gods have what kind of believers.

However, I had to cooperate with the other party.

Thinking of this, the 'Sleeping Deer' felt slightly uncomfortable, but soon, under the comfort of the 'Withered Branch's eyes, he reined in his inner emotions.

Seeing the 'Sleeping Deer' returning to calm, the 'Withered Branch' breathed a sigh of relief.

It is well aware of its companion's dislike for the god of war after his child was killed by a soldier who believed in the god of war.

In fact, it is also very disgusted with each other.

I can't wait for the other party to die.

However, this does not prevent it from cooperating with the other side in the pursuit of the greater good.

These ideas did not come from the cowardly woman, but something that she gradually learned with the help of the other person's wisdom.

Very useful!

Of course, it learns more about prudence.

Glancing at the priest of the 'Corrupting Water' without a trace, it sneered inwardly.

What the other party has planned, it is clear.

Just like it.

'Arrival'!

Become a true god.

Pity......

There is only one of them that could have befallen them, and that is it.

Even if there is an extra sacrificial 'mist'.

The extra 'mist' will only make it more powerful, and the 'coming' will be smoother, and it may not be the same as the God of War or the Lady of Calamity, but it will definitely far surpass those of its kind.

The thought of that made the 'withered branch' impatient.

It's pretty well camouflaged, though.

On the surface, his expression was indifferent, without the slightest anxiety.

Just quietly watched Viscount Sika finish putting on his armor.

The helmet was not put on, but placed on the left side of the body, and his left hand was half-held and half-clipped, and the viscount looked at the two evil and one evil representative again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I think we've reached a consensus: let's take action against the 'fog' together."

"So ......"

"I hope you will cooperate wholeheartedly."

The Viscount's voice was a little hoarse, but imposing.

"That's what I want, Lord Viscount."

The priest of the 'Corrupted Waters' bowed slightly.

"I'm fine."

The Withered Branch said as he took control of the suspended head, and the Sleeping Deer did not speak, but only nodded.

Viscount Sika was not angry about this.

He is no longer a simple nobleman, but a 'dark stalker' who is willing to be in the company of evil for the sake of the gods he believes in, and any humiliation and unwillingness will become the driving force for him to move forward.

And......

Strength!

Feeling the surging power that had been suppressed in his body, the viscount took a deep breath.

Then, he turned and walked to his seat.

Looking at each other's backs, the 'sleeping deer' eyes flickered.

It really wants to pierce the other side.

But, in the end, it chose to give up.

The 'Sleeping Deer', who withdrew his gaze, immediately noticed that the priest of the 'Corrupting Waters' was watching it.

"What are you looking at?"

The 'Sleeping Deer' asked angrily.

"I don't mean to be disrespectful to the 'Sleep' adults."

"Just ......"

"I don't know, what does the 'Peaceful Sleep' Lord think about himself?"

The priest smiled and spoke.

"What do you think?"

'The Deer of Peace' asked.

"Of course it's 'coming'?"

"Do you think you can really 'come down'?"

The other party asked with a smile.

The Sleeping Deer laughed too.

Is it so direct to sow discord?

Although it doesn't like to use its brain, it doesn't mean that it is stupid.

What the other party wants to express is too clear.

And it doesn't even need to bother with anything.

Because, it believes in 'withering'.

In fact, in the next moment, the branch of the 'withered branch' stopped at the throat of the priest of the 'water of decay', and the withered branch made the priest shudder like a sword out of its sheath.

"Mortals, put away your thoughts."

The 'withered branches' warned.

"I'm just saying it casually, don't you mind."

The priest of the 'Corrupt Waters' laughed awkwardly as he gently slapped his mouth like a clown.

And at this time, clear footsteps appeared-

Tread, stomp.

The superior evil spirit, dressed in a white robe, is here.