Cheese didn't know how far Elsa had been put by Shande. The vampire's full outburst of footsteps wasn't in any of the mage's books, so it was hard to say when the proprietress would find the two of them who were extremely weak. And Cheese already knew on the first day he came to the Iron Castle that under this night sky where ordinary people stopped, there were definitely more than those twisted night watchmen roaming the city, in fact, those terrifying beings transformed or alienated by mortals may be the latest of these forces to appear. And in the middle of such a long night, every thing that wanders out has the dual identity of hunter and prey, which may be the reason why the twisted knights are reluctant to fight with Cheese to the death.

"It seems that I was lucky, and I came across a big meal as soon as I went out tonight. With a sweet taste, a woman's voice came from not far behind the mage.

Cheese looked back, and he saw a mature woman in a black evening dress standing in the dimly lit street, wearing a small top hat with a black veil hanging down from her head, which prevented Cheese from seeing her face. Judging from her exquisite dress with intricate lace patterns, this woman definitely came from an extremely wealthy family, and I have to say that although she was wearing a black dress in the dark, it still couldn't stop the cheese's gaze from falling on her graceful figure. It was a beauty that would make every normal man flock to her, but somehow, Cheese didn't have the slightest affection for this beautiful woman who suddenly appeared. Even when the other party deliberately twisted his body to approach the mage as if he was deliberately showing off, Cheese had a disgusting feeling in his heart.

The mage had never been good at disguising his mood, so the woman dressed in black naturally noticed the look of disgust on Cheese's face. She cupped the cheese's chin with her black silk gloved hand and whispered to the mage in a sweet voice that would soften her bones.

"Why, am I not beautiful enough?"

"All I can say about this is that as a woman old enough to be my grandmother, you are well maintained. But given that I know a woman who is more than ten times older than you and doesn't need illusions to maintain her size...... I'm afraid I can't even give you the comment that the maintenance is good. Cheese said with a contemptuous smile on his face.

"Hehe, your mouth is not a lady's pleasure compared to your face. The woman behind the black veil said.

"You don't have to bother with me. I've always been self-aware of my words, and a witch who doesn't even dare to come near me, I don't think I have the need to flatter you, do I?" Cheese could see the black veil swaying back and forth from his master's breath, but the mage said something that the other party didn't even dare to get close to, apparently seeing something in Cheese's eyes that was contrary to reality.

Sure enough, with a cold snort, the hand dragging Cheese's chin disappeared with its owner. The woman in black reappeared where she had been from the beginning, as if everything had just been an illusion. Cheese knew that the other party had not moved from beginning to end, and what he had just seen was just an illusion that the other party had shown him. But at the same time, the mage also knew that if there was a fool who took the illusion as real, then the woman in black could make what happened in the illusion really happen to that fool.

"Self-proclaimed clever guys. If you're immersed in illusions, I can make you happy before you die. The voice of the woman in black no longer had the sweetness of the beginning, but was replaced by a kind of annoyance after being teased.

"Thank you for your kindness, but whether or not your so-called happiness really makes me happy, I don't plan to face death so easily. Besides, even if I'm dying, I've already chosen my Angel of Death. And she's so much prettier than you. "I'd rather like to know that you were acting under the guidance of the lady than any of these indifferent things, whether it was the Lady of Muchfoot, or the Lady of the Night? ”

Originally, when she heard the first half of the cheese's words, the woman in black only regarded the mage's words as a hard mouth before she died. But when the second half of the sentence came out of the cheese's mouth, the woman's body trembled obviously. Of course, Cheese also noticed the other party's reaction, and this reaction also showed that his judgment just now was mostly guessed. The mage continued, hoping to further confirm her identity from the other party's reaction.

"Speaking of which, the security of this iron castle is really getting worse, and the curfew that has been imposed by others is just that, even the priestess of the evil god dares to come out and hang out so blatantly. I don't know what the head of the city does. As he spoke, Cheese looked at Shande, who had fallen beside him, with pitiful eyes.

The woman in black, on the other hand, seemed to have been touched by the cheese and felt a harsh sound in her voice, as if a small piece of iron was stuck in her throat.

"How dare you use your lowly mouth to call the name of the great goddess, you bitch who doesn't know life or death!"

Seeing that the other party was successfully provoked by himself, the smile on the corner of Cheese's mouth became even stronger, this kind of evil god fanatic believer can't stand others sarcastically mocking his own god, as long as he says something derogatory to their faith in front of them, these guys will throw their reason into the endless abyss in minutes. Of course, most of those who dare to do so will be torn apart by their ensuing sorcery, or sacrificed to the evil shrine they just mocked.

A black aura visible to the naked eye came out of the woman's robe, and it was clear that the other party intended to do some substantial means to hold Cheese accountable for what he had just said. Seeing the other party's reaction, the mage sat back unhurriedly, leaning his body against Shande's body to make himself more comfortable. The spell that Cheese had interrupted just now had exhausted his magic and most of his physical strength, so the current mage was no longer enough to use any more magic. But who said that you have to rely on your own strength to defeat the other party?

The mantra of the ancient man came out of the mouth of the woman in black, and she did not recite it quickly, so as not to give the evil god she prayed to feel a sense of persecution. Generally speaking, the incantation spoken by the priest of the evil god is basically a manifestation of the will of the evil god itself, and no one except the evil god and its sacrifices will understand the bitter words, and anyone who praises this dark praise will be noticed by the evil god.

But there are always exceptions, and Cheese had already identified the source of the spell in the third syllable of the spell, and his mind quickly filled up the entire content of the spell, a prayer for the evil god to send down death. And since the other party intends to put himself to death, Cheese feels that there is no need to show mercy. After recognizing the true name of the opponent's incantation, the mage's mouth began to chant the same incantation at five times the speed of the opponent's.

It was clear that the cheese's chant caught the attention of the woman in black, and after hearing what the cheese chanted was, the woman fell into great shock and fear. On the one hand, this is because Cheese, who is obviously not a believer, uses the language of the shrine to which he is worshipped, and on the other hand, the content of Cheese's chanting is clearly inviting evil gods to enjoy the sacrifice. And the real name of this sacrifice...... It's herself!

"No, you can't, great lord!no!" Although the woman stopped chanting and roared wildly as she rushed at the mage to interrupt his recitation, unfortunately, as a non-believer, Cheese was not at all worried about the bad impression that too fast prayers would bring, and with the speed at which the mage had been trained for many years, a sacrificial prayer could not be completed in a few breaths at all. When the woman was twenty steps away from the cheese, the mage's chant was complete.

"Boom, boom...... Ah......h Her body aged rapidly, and in just one breath, she changed from a beautiful and sexy mature woman to an aged shriveled old woman, and then in the next breath, she became a part of the boundless night, and her whole person turned into countless fine black fragments, which quickly dissipated into the wind. In the dimly lit streets, there is no evidence that a woman ever existed here.

The moment Cheese saw the other person disappear, he felt a gaze from some terrible being, and that sight was full of anger, apparently because Cheese had induced him to eat one of his own devout sacrifices. Ordinary people may react to the sight of this terrifying being, but Cheese just said coldly to a certain part of the sky in another ancient language.

"She asked for it. ”