A huge flood of data appeared in Audreyher's eyes, and it took a moment to regain the light of illusory intelligence.

Far away in the goblin plane mixed with Tyrian's side, and with him into the goblin empire to live an exciting spy life, Inmeryl, consciousness, big eyes as solid as jade.

"Little brother, why are you here to be a guest in the Eternal Capital again, and you still want to borrow Audreyhe?"

"For the sake of you already discovering that I didn't come to disturb my life, just use it, anyway, I don't plan to go back, whatever you want. ”

"Audreyhe, grant him temporary first permission. ”

Audreyhe's eyes were replaced by a massive flood of data, and it took a moment to regain the light of illusory intelligence.

Along with Al, the void around him distorts, the colors change, and the scenery recedes.

"Since Meryl's master's soul fluctuations have been confirmed, your request will be met. ”

"Lord Albenstock, we have opened up a dimensional space for you, blocking tracking and perception. A mana loop has been generated from the Mirror Plane's alternate mana reserve, which is linked to you. ”

The scenery around Al at this time is exactly the same as that of the imperial capital, and there are pedestrians passing by in front of him from time to time, as if Al is still in the imperial capital and has not left, but others can't see him.

In fact, he was already in a small independent dimensional space opened up by the Royal Mage Tower at the moment, attached to the main plane, and no one could see through this space unless someone who was proficient in spatial power deliberately looked at it in detail.

Audrey's phantom image stood quietly aside, waiting for Al's orders, also monitoring his actions to avoid events beyond his control.

Al closed his eyes, and countless images flew out of his consciousness, condensing in his hands.

These are all what he has seen and heard from the memories of his enemies in his two lives, collecting fallen nobles.

If you just kill some nobles who believe in noble ladies, it won't hurt the god of nobility at all. As long as humanity is not extinct, there will be strong and weak. As long as there are unequal classes, there must be aristocracy.

Killing is endless, and it will only make room for the new nobles to move forward.

The tu shā aristocracy is also challenging the order of human social stability and becoming the public enemy of all mankind, which is extremely thankless.

Since he wasted precious time, how could he come here to do meaningless things.

He left the protection of the spirit of the ancestors and traveled thousands of miles to the eternal capital, the headquarters of the noble church, just to give the noble lady a hard blow until she hurt.

It hurt so much that the aristocratic church no longer dared to provoke Al.

As a pawn of the conspiracy of the gods, the true god has no status in the eyes of Al, and only character determines whether Al is respected or not.

"Gah!"

"Karma!"

The Death Bird struggled to emerge from Al's shadow, but was forcibly dragged back by the spell and shadow on his body.

The defendant was interrupted by the sound of the dead bird, and Al paused his memory picking.

The mysterious devil Cruztal voluntarily accepts Al's conditioning and becomes a silent bird of death, and remains extremely quiet by Al's side. Seeing that it wanted to speak so fiercely today, Al gave him back the voice with rare interest.

As soon as Kruzthal took back his voice, he immediately shouted a shout of praise from the flesh.

"Oh, my lord, you are so powerful!

"Whether it's your strength or your arrogant contempt for the true God!

"Let me offer my humble power to serve your great plan, and bring that woman down from heaven together!"

"Turn her into your nu nu like that Talona idiot!

The power of the devil quietly sketches a vain picture in Al's heart, magnifying his latent yu wàng and conquering kuài gǎn.

Al was expressionless and unmoved, and a long whip of light spell suddenly appeared behind him, and the black smoke of the dead bird was rising.

Cruztal, perhaps suffocated by not speaking for too long, was whipped with a long whip woven by pure light, screaming in bitter joy while shouting morbidly praises and worship.

"Ahh

"A little harder, a little harder!ah!"

"Yes! That's it! Whip me as much as you want, master!"

Al slammed down with a whip, nearly tearing the black body of the Dead Bird apart.

The Flame Dog lay on its head and spat in disgust.

"Devil of the lowly world. ”

Al put away his whip and indifferently sorted out the memory images he had pulled out.

"Put away your tricks, and if you have no desire for the devil, you will not fall into your trap. ”

The disintegrating black shadow recondensed into a red-eyed blackbird, tilting its head to look at Albenstock.

"My master, don't you have anything you want? Me and this stupid dog are worth much more than being used as portals and spellcasting agents. You know better than anyone what we can do. ”

Sauta, known as the stupid dog, straightened up and roared dangerously at the dead bird.

"I'm just restrained by time, and I don't need you to meddle with anything. ”

"Since you have agreed to be bound by my contract, put away your extra thoughts and honestly become a follower of the moon god with me. ”

Enslaving the devil and the devil is a manifestation of Arr's great power, which is the right of the mage and does not violate the teachings of the good gods.

Relying on the devil to trade the devil is to collude with evil, to renounce the faith and deviate from the path of the true God.

The black death bird's scarlet eyes bent slightly at the evil crescent, and a low strange laugh dissipated.

"Yes, my master. ”

Al looked back and saw that the Dead Bird was gone.

Cruzthal was able to break free from the shackles of Arle's strict contract, and could break away at any time.

This devil did not know that he had revealed his identity in front of Al in his previous life, and signed a contract with the Illuminati who tried to restore the glory of the nobility, and once opened the gates of the extremely cold hell and summoned the Ice Demon Army.

Al has suffered several losses from him, and has been guarding against it since they met in this life. Al was not capable of driving out this dead-faced devil Grand Duke, and was afraid that he would cause trouble for him like the red-robed mage, so he signed a contract with it as he pleased, but he was never encouraged by it, and even closed his voice altogether.

Cruztal has also been pretending to satisfy Arna's desire to control everything he thinks he is in control, waiting for the day when Al's mind relaxes, waiting for the day when Al's begging him, waiting for the day when he faces failure.

The more confident a person is, the more they can't accept failure.

When Al makes a crazy move to save his defeat.

At that time, it was time for him to take this carefully cultivated, desperately mad soul.