Looking at Hollaika prostrate at his feet, Qin Ran frowned slightly.

Those little tricks from [Mysterious Knowledge] really have unexpected effects.

Of course, it's not that his [Mysterious Knowledge] has been upgraded, but that the Hollaika in front of him is too fragile, and the other party's 'willpower' is slightly equal to nothing.

It's like a soap bubble in the sun, and it bursts when you prick it.

This kind of 'willpower' is exactly the same as that of a child.

"Is it because of the secret technique of [Shadow Turning to the Moon]?"

Qin Ran didn't speculate.

For everything related to the soul, it is mysterious, even Qin Ran, who is good at spirit, will not think that he is good at the soul realm, which is something that the [mysterious knowledge] he has learned cannot cover.

However, he did not lack a similar means of dealing with it: the superior evil spirit!

The evil spirits themselves are extremely good at the realm of the soul.

It's a natural talent, and it's hard to learn it later.

It can even be said that because of the existence of high-level evil spirits, he is enough to be called good at the soul realm.

After all......

What is the difference between the superior demon and himself?

Nope.

The superior evil spirit is his.

And his, naturally, is still his.

It's really good to have the superior demon inspect the other party.

Syllable!

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

……

The fog giants in the sky have dispersed.

But the prayer for the 'fog' is long-lasting.

Needless to say, the pious two young men, Sergei and Hove, even Karl, who was wearing black armor, prayed silently.

Born into a family with a devout Viscount Sika, Karl was not averse to the gods.

It's just that Carl only has a pan-belief in the god of war.

Something like a verbal one.

Because, in Carl's view, the teachings of the god of war are really unacceptable to him, family, partners, and friends are more valuable than the battle itself, he can fight for his family, partners, and friends, but he doesn't want to lose his family, partners, and friends because of the battle.

On the contrary, the doctrine of the 'fog' was very much in line with his ideas.

For the sake of brothers and sisters, he worked hard.

As long as you are well, I can carry the weight.

Whatever the light.

Regardless of the darkness.

The moment the flame is lit, I will move forward.

While this is only part of the story, for Carl, it was enough.

Because, he is no longer confused.

Looking at the mother standing there timidly.

How could he be confused?

He knew too well what his mother was like.

Residence.

Ignorant of the world.

I don't know that people's hearts are sinister.

Even if you like to read, it's just to escape from reality.

Of course, his mother was a good person.

But in a way, it's something much worse.

He could well imagine what the crowd around him would think of his mother: the prey!

Delicious, dividable prey.

His mother, who is very homely, but not stupid, should have noticed this.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have cooperated with the 'Mist' church.

But......

Inadequate!

Both his mother and the 'Mist' church were too 'weak'.

What is needed for change is blood!

As long as the blood is watered, it can be recognized and ...... Stand in awe.

You can't do it.

Well, I'll do it!

I will protect the blood and bones of the enemy!

I protect it with my bones!

I protect my mother!

Protect your former friends!

Friends who protect the future!

Guard...... Whole Sika!

The next moment, the former Captain of the Scouts, now the Bone Knight, walked towards the 'informers'.

Step, step!

The sound of heavy footsteps woke up those shocked nobles, and they looked at the collapsed Temple of the God of War, and after looking at each other, their faces were full of confusion.

And then......

Boom!

The sword in Karl's hand was unsheathed.

The blade of the sword swept across the necks of these nobles.

Burst!

Blood spurted and the skull flew up.

None escaped.

Or, to be precise, these nobles tried their best to escape, but in the face of the ossified Karl, they couldn't escape at all.

As for the revolt?

Even more impossible!

After the ossification, Karl, who had already stepped into the transcendent, was not something that ordinary people could resist at all.

It was a completely one-sided massacre.

Between the severed limbs, the black armor was covered with scarlet.

Karl shook the sword in his hand and turned around.

The nobles of Sika City, who had been paying attention here, trembled back with their bodies.

They were terrified.

For the Sika nobles who only occasionally participated in some hunting in the suburbs, the bloody scene in front of them, they did not pee out, just because they had to abide by the aristocratic demeanor.

Sergei and Hove were not afraid to move.

The two young men bowed slightly towards Karl, their eyes full of approval.

In fact, the two young men were waiting for the order of the messenger.

The two young men also have zero tolerance for 'traitors'.

"Do you see the way forward?"

The superior demon slowly walked up to Karl and asked softly.

"See, sir."

Karl respectfully addressed the superior evil spirit.

It's not politeness, but respect from the heart.

Not only because of the previous life-saving grace, but also because of the care of his mother by the superior evil spirits in recent days.

Otherwise, even if he could rescue his mother, his mother would lose her previous comfortable life, and his mother's skill of living in the wild was zero, and it would be impossible to spend the rest of her life with peace of mind.

All this is worth thanking for.

"Then go on steadfastly."

"Tell me when you're tired."

"I, my brothers and sisters, are willing to share everything you have, and we will walk with you."

The superior evil spirit smiled mildly.

Carl looked at the gentle man in front of him, a little dazed.

He seemed to have returned to that evening, when he was attacked by a brown bear, the man smiled so gently, waved at him and his mother, and then rushed towards the brown bear with no relentless speed.

Shaking his head vigorously, Karl banished the image from his mind.

"Okay."

Carl said.

Then, suddenly, his whole body trembled.

His mother walked up to him and wiped his blood-stained armor with the hem of her garment, which was immediately stained with blood.

"Not only that, Simon."

"And me."

"Although I can't help you much, I am your mother, and I am willing to stand behind you and support you."

The Baroness said softly.

"Hmm."

Facing his mother, Karl, who was not very good at words, could only nod, and then, just standing there, letting his mother wipe his armor clean, looked at the other nobles around him.

The corpses on the ground increased the pressure brought by the soul fire exponentially.

Suddenly, these nobles trembled all over.

Quite a few people fell to the ground.

The aristocratic demeanor was completely swept away at this moment.

Carl sneered inwardly.

The majesty of the nobility?

Has it ever existed?

Maybe they existed, but definitely not them.

They are nothing more than moths lying on honor.

He doesn't like to come into contact with these moths.

So, Karl asked dryly.

"Who has any objections?"

"I'll give you one last chance."

Karl asked in a deep voice.

No one answered.

These nobles had long been frightened, not only by Karl, but also by the power of the 'mist'.

They couldn't tell what a projection was, what a doppelganger was, and what an ontology was, they only saw that the 'mist' had defeated 'overcome', and that the Temple of War had collapsed.

"I—We're willing to obey Erin. Nord. Lord Sika's will. ”

"Your will will will be supreme."

"Your will will be sacred."

These nobles spoke out-of-the-box words.

The highest, in the nobility, refers to the king who was far away in Etaninburgh.

Sacred, on the other hand, refers to the gods.

However, at this time, no one pointed out all this.

The nobles who flattered and hoped to survive were themselves deliberate, and it was impossible to slap themselves in the face.

The upper evil spirits are happy to see all this.

After all, in a sense, the Baroness represents the high-level power of the 'Mist' Church in Sika City and Sika Territory.

Not one of them!

The superior demon smiled at all of this he had dominated.

Presumably the boss would love to see all of this, right?

Next......

The high-ranking evil spirit who was thinking about it received Qin Ran's call.

"Karl, Sergey, Hoff, I'll leave it to you to clean up the aftermath."

The superior demon turned around and said.

"Simon, you're leaving?"

The Baroness asked with a little reluctance.

"I need to continue to help my brothers and sisters."

"It's like helping you."

The mercy on the face of the superior demon disappeared in a flash.

"And can I still see you?"

The Baroness asked again.

At this time, Karl also looked at the superior evil spirit.

"Of course."

"As long as you call out to me from the bottom of your heart, I will come with all my might."

The superior evil spirit faced the gaze of the two and said calmly.

The feeling of calmness and sincerity was felt by everyone present, and the sorrow on the baroness's face disappeared immediately, and the beating of Karl's soul fire returned to its usual state.

The superior demon smiled and disappeared in place.

For it, the Baroness is an important part of the Church of the Mist, and it must do its best to protect the Boss for the sake of the Boss.

Of course, it's all about the boss!

Facing the summoning of the boss, it is natural that you need to do your best to arrive.

……

"We're here for you, Boss."

Outside the city, the upper evil spirit came out in response, and then naturally looked at Hollaika who was crawling on the ground.

Through the power of the contract that Qin Ran had just let go of slightly, it had already understood the ins and outs of the matter.

"Come, look at me!"

The superior demon said.

Subconsciously, Hollaika raised her head.

Then Hollaika was plunged into darkness.

Cold.

Icy cold.

Only a pair of eyes imprinted in the soul are looking up and down.

"Shadows Turning to the Moon?"

"This is obviously splitting the soul!"

Inexplicably, Hollaika heard such words.

Then, Hollaika fell into a complete slumber.

When Holleka woke up again, it was completely dark, the ceiling above her head was unfamiliar, and the bedding on her body was warm and soft.

Turning his head slightly, he saw his 'mentor'.

A respectable, erudite man.

When he was most confused, he was given guidance.

Although the other party did not recognize the identity of the 'mentor', he insisted on it.

"Mentor, what's wrong with me?"

Hollaika struggled to sit up.

"Don't move, you're weak right now."

"The aftermath of 'Shadows Turning to the Moon' has put you on the verge of collapse."

"A few more times, even I won't be able to save you, especially the potions you used, which exacerbated the process."

"And ......"

"Call me Simon."

The superior demon walked over quickly and told Hollaika to lie down.

"Is it already that serious?"

Hollaika looked gloomy and sighed softly.

As a client, of course, he knew that his situation was not optimistic, but he did not expect it to reach this level.

"I'm sorry if I could have met you sooner......"

"No, mentor."

"It's my choice!"

The words of the superior evil spirit were interrupted, and Holleka looked at the superior evil spirit with a solemn face, and said word by word: "There, only valuable people can live, and I just want to live so I chose "Shadow Turning to the Moon", however, I am also glad that I chose "Shadow Turning Moon", if it weren't for it, I would not have met you, and I would not have known what I wanted to do." ”

"I used to be like an undead, repeating one day at a time, meaningless."

"You taught me how to live a wonderful life."

"You've shown me that protecting others can make me happy."

The superior demon patted Hollaika on the shoulder, his eyes filled with sincerity.

"You've protected everyone."

"Now it's everyone's turn to protect you."

"Come back, the 'Mist' has become a demigod, and we have the power to protect everyone!"

The superior evil spirit said sincerely.

"No!"

Hollaika shook her head.

At this time, a sense of sacredness and awe-inspiring appeared on Hollaika's face, and he sat up regardless of the weakness of his body, looked at the superior evil spirit, and said, "Master, our enemy is even stronger than imagined!" The 'Black Plague' and the appearance of that woman are more like a puzzle, and I can't see everything clearly through my hard work, but I'm sure there are things in it that we must care about, otherwise we will only repeat the mistakes of the wolf faction! ”

"So, I can't leave yet."

"At least, I won't be able to leave until I find out the truth."

"And ......"

Holleka took a deep breath and continued.

"The demigod is not the limit of that crown, I will try my best to buy time for that crown!"

The superior demon was silent for a long time before raising his head again to look at Hollaika.

Holleka stared at her mentor.

The two said in unison.

"The serpent is born of the Ouroboros."

"Snake, hide in the fog."

"Serpent, walk and shadow."

"Snake, peep into the darkness."

……

Like a vow, like a prayer.

The sound is loud, then hisses, like a group of snakes dancing.

Then, the phantoms of snakes really appeared around, raising the sky and hissing.

Standing outside the room, Horuff listened to these words quietly, looking at the dancing group of snakes, he turned his head to look at Qin Ran, who had an indifferent face, and asked softly, "This is the snake faction?" ”

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