Death is something that no living creature wants to accept.

The same goes for the higher spirits.

Although, in a way, it's just immortal.

However, the pain caused by 'death' is real, and it is something that the superior evil spirits cannot escape or reject, just like facing their own boss, which must be endured.

One difference, though, is that it can't resist in the face of its own boss.

But face the guys who gave it death......

It's going to let those bastards know that it's not something anyone can kill.

The superior demon gritted its teeth, grabbed the vine on his chest with his right hand, and then, as soon as he turned around, it wrapped the vine around his body, and his left hand, which had been prepared, grabbed the remaining vine violently.

Then, tug hard!

Bang!

With a handful of dirt, the vines were uprooted.

But everyone who saw the root of the vine couldn't help but exclaim.

Because, that root turned out to be a ...... Head!

Without a hairless human head, fibers grow out of the hair follicle and 'twist' into a dry vine.

Moreover, this human head is still 'alive'.

The other party stared at the superior evil spirit.

"Who are you, ignorant spoiler?"

The other party's voice was arrogant and indifferent, and as soon as he spoke, he had a condescending feeling.

If it is in normal times, the upper evil spirit does not mind giving the other party a kick first, and then, chopping the other party to pieces, but at this time, it represents the boss and the 'god of mist', so it should naturally have a corresponding demeanor.

Under the gaze of a group of believers of the 'God of Mist', a trace of compassion appeared on the faces of the superior evil spirits.

"Lost lamb, are you also trapped in the 'fog'?"

"Do not hesitate, do not be afraid, but recite the name of my Lord."

"You will be redeemed!"

The superior demon let go of its hands as it spoke, and as soon as it turned, it untied its restraints.

Not only that, but it picked up the skull and gently wiped the dirt from the other's face with the sleeve of its robe.

"I know what frozen ground tastes like."

"It's cold, isn't it?"

"Don't worry, you'll never feel the cold again."

Holding the head, in a face-to-face, eye-to-eye equal posture, the superior evil spirit said softly.

Even though the other party's vines were still piercing and whipping the superior evil spirits, there was no resentment in that voice.

Gentle and gentle.

Like......

Sunlight!

There was still a cold underground stronghold just now, and it seemed to be irradiated by the warm winter sun, full of warmth.

Seeing this scene, the believers of the 'God of Mist' burst into tears.

There was no need for any more words or gestures, and the believers knelt on the ground one after another, reverently chanting the name of the 'God of the Mist'.

This is the deity we believe in.

Kindness, compassion.

Maybe sometimes he is acting in a way that is extreme.

But......

I'm afraid it's a last resort, right?

After all, the gods have lost their eyes and ears, so what is the point of giving some limbs as believers?

What's more, didn't we survive?

That's enough.

In front of him is a 'messenger' who has been hurt at will, but his face does not change, and a gentle and warm smile appears.

Surrounded by devout to almost fanatical believers.

The 'head' held in the hand by the superior evil spirit was stunned.

Isn't the 'God of Mist' just a little evil god who took advantage of the chaos?

Don't say that they are on a par with the God of War and the Calamity Lady, even if they exist, they are not as good.

Because of this, it will choose to attack as soon as possible after receiving the news that the 'God of Mist' is seriously injured and disappearing.

It wants to devour each other.

Gain the authority of the other party and expand it into your own authority.

plunder the other party's believers and expand into your own followers.

In this way, it can definitely be the best of them.

It may still not be able to compare to the God of War and the Calamity, but it has more potential, at least, if the opportunity arises, it may be able to become a second Calamity.

But everything in front of it seemed to tell it that the 'God of Mist' it had learned in the past was not real.

At least, it doesn't have such a 'messenger'.

It can also be sure that the guys around it don't have such 'messengers', and it can also be sure that these guys are not pretending to be them.

Because, it feels in the other person, the other party has an unparalleled devotion to a certain existence and a belief in giving up everything!

Such piety, such faith, does not come to such a guy like them.

It will only appear on the most fanatical believers.

And such believers will inevitably become their messengers.

It's a pity......

It does not have such a messenger.

Not only it, but also the few guys around it.

The Temple of the God of War may have.

Calamity Lady may also have.

But......

It is absolutely impossible for those messengers to have the strength of the 'messengers' in front of them.

The strength of the messenger is partly his own, and most of it is given.

To put it simply, whether the messenger is strong or not has a great relationship with the god being believed.

And the powerful messenger in front of him reflects the 'God of Mist' who has been ignored by them from the side, which is quite powerful!

Of course, it shouldn't be possible to surpass the God of War and the Calamity.

Because, this messenger in front of him should be the kind of fanatical believer who is extremely suitable for the 'God of Mist'.

No!

It's not just a messenger anymore.

But......

Dependents!

Damn it!

What a lucky guy!

Why don't I have such believers?

Why don't I have a suitable dependent?

The skull's heart was full of jealousy.

However, it stopped.

After knowing that your 'stand-in' can't get everything you want, why waste your efforts.

Moreover, offending a powerful alien god is not a wise thing to do.

It and several other gods need allies.

A badly injured and weak 'God of Mist' is certainly not qualified.

But a powerful 'God of Mist' has qualifications.

After all, they have the same enemy.

"As a member of the 'God of Mist', you must not know anything about the current Sika, right?"

The head adjusted his tone and spoke again.

Of course I don't know.

I know, do you think you can still speak?

The upper evil spirit was slandered in his heart, but the smile on his face became more and more gentle.

"I know some."

"Believers in the Lord need the Lord's refuge."

"So, here I am."

The superior evil spirit said, looking at the believers who were prostrate on the ground, and the softness in his eyes made the believers who looked at it moved to tears again.

Naturally, the hearts of these believers in front of them became more and more determined.

"O Supreme Lord!"

"Listen to our prayers, that we will do your will, humble your greatness, and hold your name, and we will glorify the world, and all that we have is given ......"

The sound of prayer rang out again.

This time, however, the prayer was not like a message, with a supplication.

It's a heartfelt gratitude.

Subtle changes bring about qualitative changes.

Feeling the power of pure faith, the head became more and more jealous.

This made it snort uncontrollably.

"Blind escape can't be exchanged for survival!"

"I became, we all underestimated your god, and regarded its forbearance all along, as weakness, but now it has exposed its own strength."

"Do you think those two guys will sit back and watch your gods continue to 'watch'?"

At the end, the head sneered.

How did the God of War and the Lady of Calamity sit back and watch the exposed 'God of Mist'?

I'm afraid that some clues have been found before, and there is a corresponding temptation.

And the 'God of Mist' doesn't want to sit still, so he will send his own 'dependents' to wait for him here.

Moreover, enough 'troops' have been prepared!

Look at those poor mortals, I'm afraid I can't wait to die for the 'God of Mist' at this time, right?

The guys who were bought by Xiao En Xiaohui are really ...... Lamentable!

The head that thinks he has seen through everything, his eyes are blazing and staring at the superior evil spirit.

"My lord, very powerful!"

"But my lord has too many scruples."

"We are waiting for the Lamb in the fog, it is my lord's greatest fear, my lord has given up his eyes and ears, all for us, and now he is going to fight for us......"

The voice of the superior demon choked.

It shuddered slightly, and tried to close its eyes, hoping to suppress the flow of tears, but everyone saw the tears of the superior demon on their cheeks.

They stared blankly.

The already excited heart completely exploded at this moment.

One by one, they burst into tears.

They knew that their Lord had given up their eyes and ears for them, but they had never felt pain in this moment.

It's all about protecting us.

It's all about protecting us.

And......

Now, again, we have to fight to protect us.

And what about us?

Isn't it possible to do nothing but pray here?

No!

It can't be like this!

A believer in leather armor and a long sword, who was himself a guard-like guard, raised his head, his eyes more determined than ever, and his eyes revealed an indomitable determination.

"My lord, I will follow in the footsteps of my lord."

"My lord will fight for us."

"I will die for my lord!"

After saying that, the guard pulled out his long sword, grabbed the blade with his left hand, and pulled it with his right hand holding the hilt, and suddenly, blood gushed out and stained the blade red.

Oath!

This is the oath of the 'God of the Mist'.

And this is like a domino effect, the surrounding guards drew their swords one by one and swore an oath, and some of the remaining believers took out daggers, and those who did not have daggers simply bit their fingers.

Oaths began to be heard in the makeshift underground stronghold.

"I will follow in the footsteps of my Lord!"

"My lord is willing to fight for us!"

"I will die for my lord!"

……

Firm voice.

With an indomitable determination.

And such determination, in the eyes of the head, is the most direct power of faith.

It's even purer than the previous ones.

Even, surging!

Damn it!

The head of jealousy again in his heart does not want to stay any longer.

"The 'God of Mist' is willing to join us in the revolt?"

The other party asked.

The superior evil spirit bowed slightly.

Facing the superior evil spirit who agreed, the other party left the hands of the superior evil spirit with a roll, and when he fell to the ground, he squirmed slightly and disappeared into the ground.

"Then tomorrow night, when it falls, go to Viscount Sika's mansion!"

"That's going to be our meeting place this time!"

As it was about to disappear, the voice reached the ears of the superior demon.

The superior evil spirit watched silently as the other party disappeared.

However, after the heads of the surrounding believers disappeared, they all looked at the superior evil spirits.

"My lord, what are we going to do now?"

The young man who was the first to stand up asked.

"Healing your injuries, of course."

"Although our Lord protects everyone, he cannot save everyone from their own harm."

The superior evil spirit said without changing his face.

If it could, it wouldn't mind performing miracles on its bosses, but unfortunately, while near-immortal itself, it wasn't good at healing.

Especially to treat humans.

It's, after all, an evil spirit.

Loving the sun is already an anomaly.

If you know how to treat......

It may suspect that its previous memories of the Assassins were fake.

And in order not to damage the face of its boss, it has to be said to be a little more skillful.

The boss is protecting you, but the damage you do to yourself is not within the scope of the boss's protection.

Such an excuse is easy to convince.

It's like being vigilant to prevent accidents, but if you die, you can't be vigilant.

Such a reason won the unanimous trust of the believers present.

As everyone bandaged briefly, the superior demon walked up to the young guard who had caught its attention.

"Sergey."

The superior demon called each other so.

After entering here, the superior evil spirits have memorized almost everyone's names.

This ability is innate.

He has both the memories of an assassin and the gift of an evil spirit.

"Your Excellency."

The young man who had already finished bandaging immediately walked over and saluted respectfully.

The status of the dependant is enough to make all those who believe in the 'God of Mist' maintain respect for the superior evil spirit.

"Gather the believers of my Lord here as soon as possible."

"War is inevitable."

"We have to make all the preparations, this will be the refuge of my lord's believers."

The superior evil spirit said slowly.

"Shelter?"

"Aren't we going to fight?"

The young man was stunned.

"Fighting is my thing."

"And your mission is to protect this place."

"Protect the unarmed believers of our Lord."

The face of the superior evil spirit once again showed a compassionate expression.

The young man's whole body trembled, and he looked at the person in front of him in a daze, and gradually there was more admiration in his eyes.

If the previous respect was because of the strong strength and the identity of the dependent, then the respect at this time is because of the sacrifice that the superior evil spirit is about to make.

Yes, sacrifice!

In exchange for their plan to survive, they sacrificed themselves.

How can mortals participate in the battle of the gods?

Therefore, he just avenged the heart of death.

The same goes for everyone else.

And now?

Everyone stared blankly at the superior spirits.

The words of the superior demon just now were not concealed, and almost everyone heard them.

"Your Excellency!"

"Your Excellency!"

In an eager shout, the superior demon waved his hand.

"I was ready when I received the gift from my Lord, just like you, but the difference is that I have burned into a torch and am supposed to fight against the calamities and the darkness."

"And you?"

"It's still a tinder!"

"Stay and scatter the brightness of my Lord throughout Atandin, and throughout the northern land."

"Let all the world remember the true appearance of my Lord!"

As the words fell, the superior evil spirit raised its hands, as if embracing the sky, and an illusory image appeared above its head—

The wings that tear the sky apart, blazing long.

Pierce the twin horns of the firmament and spiral upward.

A strong body, standing unyieldingly on the earth.

The thick black cloth covered the eyes and ears of this body, but it did not cover the tenderness hidden at the corners of his mouth, because in his hand, he was holding a small white flower.

That flower seems to be everything to him!

All of him!

His, the whole world!

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