Since the staggering battle of the Pure Fortress, Muhadi has taken on three roles at once, as a deterrent to the Witch King who may have bad intentions, and to rule over the remnants of the Thousand Souls. It's a dangerous game, and you can be identified and besieged at any time.

And the danger is not only this, Lyra once said that if a person wears the personality mask for too long, then eventually the mask will replace his original identity and take the lead. People who have been staring into the abyss for too long need to always remember that the abyss is also staring at themselves.

There is always oneness, and you have to put aside these multiple disguises, the psychic warlock said to himself, but not now.

Now, he has one thing to do.

The succubus crime queen of the "afterlife", Lady Fall from Grace, mistakes herself for the primordial warlock Rajat and reminds him that there is a deal between the two that has not yet been completed. The Psychic Warlock never knew the exact details of the deal until he learned important information from a non-Divine Mage.

"Lothar, Lord of Bones. Muhadi silently recited the name of the white-robed mage in his heart, "I didn't expect you to even find out about this." ”

The lady who has fallen out of favor has always been tight-lipped and naturally can't find anything from her. But the fall from grace also made many enemies, and there were many gods from the upper planes who had been tirelessly fighting her for thousands of years. They have collected many secrets about her fall from grace, and it is said that even her dealings with the Primordial Warlock are among them.

"That's why I know this. "The white-robed mage named Lothar sued Muhadi. "It's because Maggo, too, has joined forces with those priests to deal with the fall from grace. As I said, Maggotha deliberately made enemies of her in order to make herself a part of her life that had fallen out of favor. ”

"The leader of an atheist faction will join forces with the acolytes, and I must say it's not a ubiquitous combination. Psychic Wizard Evaluation.

"Acolytes, hum. The white-robed mage said disdainfully. "The key to believing is not how to prescribe it, but how to interpret it. Those guys undoubtedly thought they were using Magog, so they put all their old grudges behind them for the time being. ”

"So, you want me to find a priest to reveal the secret of falling out of favor?" In order to keep it secret, Muhati did not tell the other party that what he was looking for was the details of the transaction. He simply hinted that he wanted to know the history of his business partner to determine her creditworthiness.

"More precisely, an otherworldly priest named Michael. Lothar nodded, "You'll find him in the ruined city." ”

After leaving the Broken Temple, the Psychic Warlock headed straight for the ruined city. Every hourglass wasted in Sigil City causes potential enemies to accumulate greater power.

This part of the Seal City seems to be more disorganized than the others, inhabited by many alien races that are very different from humans. Even the air seemed to be filled with a thick breath, which made people's nose and throat feel a wave of discomfort.

The streets here are cold and damp, with a street statue covered in bird droppings and a strange bird with an unnamed human face standing on its head. Getting closer, Muhadi could see that it was not a statue, but a stone golem. A man who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in rags, sat beside the golem and begged.

This is almost the age of this body when he crossed over to Artas, the psychic mancer thought. Muhati couldn't help but wonder what he looked like in the eyes of the other party. Has it been more than a year since you changed yourself? Will there be a portal to Earth in this legendary city of gates, the center of the multiverse?

Probably not, the psychic thought. There have never been rumors about Earth in the City of Imprints.

The material used for paving the road is not like stone, but like some kind of skeleton. The pavement was covered in a thick layer of dirt, and Muhathir didn't want to think about what it was made of.

Regarding this otherworldly god Michael, the white-robed mage of the Divine Society, Lotha, also told Muhadi about his rumors. It is said that he is very powerful, and often uses the city of Seals to travel between different planes to crusade against the enemies of the gods. It is even rumored that he once single-handedly slain the core of a demonic army during a bloody battle, killing a lord of the bottomless abyss.

Why would such a powerful Otherworldly Divine Servant choose to live in such a dirty and ugly place is a question worth considering. If it weren't for the fact that he had something to do right now, the Psychic Warlock wouldn't mind investigating the issue.

The urgency to find out the truth filled Muhadi's mind, and he had to fight with the Otherworldly Divine Servants quickly, otherwise if the other party summoned help or hid, he would be in trouble.

Michael's thoughts fluctuated much more than mortals, and at a great distance Muhadi was aware of the other's existence. He concentrated and was ready for battle.

A loud bang suddenly came from the direction of the Otherworldly Divine Servant, and the Psychic Warlock raised an eyebrow slightly, could it be that the other party had already appeared and struck first? But obviously he didn't detect any attack, both physical and soul-level.

Muhadi unleashed an ability that amplified his body, leaving only a faint shadow in place as he ran. In the distance, several humanoids with shining wings stretched out behind their backs were fighting. The multicolored light from various types of spell abilities cast several long shadows behind everyone. The flaming swords slashed at each other with a strange, piercing sound.

These guys who suddenly appeared scattered the same level of thinking fluctuations as Michael Khair, and they were all powerful beings.

Running closer, the Psychic Warlock is now fighting on the other side he wants to visit, the Otherworldly Divine Servant Michael. And the other forces fighting him were several other otherworldly gods who shone with divine light.

The wings of blue light gave agility to both sides of the battle, and each otherworldly god stayed in the same place for no more than a blink of an eye, and they would almost never stop if it weren't for the slashes and blocks between the flaming swords.

The fierce winds of the battle were blowing violently in all directions, and the passers-by seemed to hide from being affected by the battle. These Otherworldly Priests seem to be very careful as well, trying not to harm the innocent and the buildings in this area when they fight.

The psychic warlock did not intervene rashly, but carefully chose to observe. He didn't know why these two otherworldly servants were fighting, and the price of blind action was often unnecessary trouble.

With a thud, a flaming sword flew out of its master's hand and slammed diagonally into the ground. A feminine otherworldly priest knocked off his opponent's weapon, stepped forward, and continued the pursuit.

The one who was knocked away was none other than Michael, the otherworldly god that Muhadi was looking for, and he was wounded, the golden armor on his chest cracked open, and glittering liquid splattered from the wound.

Before the psychic could stop him, the brown female Otherworldly Priest who had defeated Michael stomped on his opponent's chest and stomped him under his feet, delivering the final blow.

Michael was struck hard, and blood that shone white from his mouth and nose flowed from his nose. He is not dead yet, but appears to have fallen into a deep coma and may not even be able to wake up.

"Sorry, passerby, I hope the battle between us didn't affect you. The female Otherworldly Priest who had defeated Michael said, her tone was sincere and resolute, and it could be seen that she was a firm and confident person. Four of her companions stood behind her, letting her speak as if she were their leader. "I feel that you are not an ordinary mortal, why are you here?"

"If it weren't for your sudden appearance. Muhadi said, clasping his hands on his chest. "I guess I'll have a big fight with this Michael. ”

The female Otherworldly Divine Attendant frowned, "What would make you want to fight with an Otherworldly Divine Attendant who represents justice?

"I didn't expect to hear this kind of inquiry from someone who had just fought him. Muhathir said. "Then why did you fight him?"

"For the sake of justice. The female god servant of the other world said without hesitation. "It was painful for me, but I had to. ”

"I remember you said that he was the one who stood for justice. ”

But he was also blinded. The female Otherworldly Priest said. "Believe me, playing against Michael doesn't make me happy. ”

"I felt compelled to hear what was going on. Muhathir said. "The Otherworldly Divine Servant to the Otherworldly Divine Attendant, this kind of spectacle is unheard of for me. ”

"Let's go. A companion of a female Otherworldly Divine Attendant reminded her, "It's too dangerous to stay here. We don't have to explain our righteousness to a mortal. ”

"He came to find Michael, and we wiped out Michael's consciousness, which we owe him. The female otherworldly priest said. "Let me explain to you the ins and outs of what happened. ”

"I'm listening. ”

"My name is Kaylin. Like my companions, we are all residents of the Seven Heavenly Mountains. The mortals of the main physical plane usually call us otherworldly gods, or Seraphs. A female otherworldly attendant named Kailin, with short brown hair, said. "A long time ago, my companions and I served the gods on the Heavenly Mountain, but now we fight only for the sake of righteousness. ”

"Righteousness?" said Muhadi. "Can you explain what you mean by righteousness?"

"Free mortals from the tyranny of the gods. The female otherworldly god servant Kai Lin said sternly, her expression awe-inspiring.

"An otherworldly god who wants to free mortals from the 'tyranny' of the gods?" the psychic sorcerer was incredulous. "Have you turned your back on your own faith?"

"No, I didn't!" Karin immediately denied. "Although I have to admit bitterly, my God may have given up on me. ”

"Then I don't understand. ”

"You've heard of a place called the Wall of the Unbelievers?" asked Kaylin.

A wall of the unbelieved?thought Muhadi. "No, I haven't heard of it. He replied honestly.

"In the world to which I belong. Kailin introduced. "Death has erected this wall of the unbelievers. It surrounds the City of the Dead, tall and terrifying. All mortal souls after death, if they have faith, will be connected to the divine domain to which they belong by the gods of faith. Those who do not have faith will be filled into this wall of unbelievers and suffer eternal inhuman torment. ”

This sounds like something that is present in a lot of belief systems. Those who believe are rewarded, and those who do not believe are punished. Muhadi commented.

"Perhaps, but is that right?" questioned Kaylin excitedly. "The torture of souls nailed into the walls of the unbelievers is unimaginable. That feeling...... It's as if it's being swallowed up little by little from within. What kind of sin deserves to be punished by such means? Is it not the act of the most vicious tyrant that many mortals choose to believe in a god for fear of being nailed to the wall of the unbelievers, and use fear to force people to do something?"

Muhadi shrugged. "You say that the god of death in your world has built this wall of the unbelievers, but you seem to be angry with all the gods. ”

"Perhaps the Wall of the Unbelievers was built by the Grim Reaper, but what I see is that the gods of the Heavenly Mountain are blind to it. Doesn't it say that when the good stand by and watch, evil triumphs, and isn't it an accomplice to a crime?" said Kaylin, and her companions agreed.

"Justice must not be achieved by means of intimidation!" "There is absolutely no way to give birth to a pious offspring in the loins of fear!" "We cannot tolerate such a threat to mortals that is worse than death." Torture, intimidation...... This must be insulated from righteousness!" said her companions.

"There is no compulsion on faith, that's my opinion. The walls of the unbelievers must be destroyed, and mortals should be free to make their choices. Kaylin continued. "I still believe in the gods of righteousness, but when other gods serve my mind, I am banished with my companions. Her companions nodded their heads when they heard this.

"No wonder you say you haven't given up on your faith, but your God may have given up on you. ”

"That's right. Kaylin bowed her head in acknowledgement. "My faith is strong, and I despise atheists who have no faith, but I will never tolerate the Wall of the Unbelievers, a symbol of fear and tyranny, and that is my righteousness!" she said at last, looking up at the Psychic Warlock.

"To fulfill our righteousness. One of Kaylin's companions continued. "We have to fight against those priests who have not grasped the righteousness. We had to fight against the gods we believed in. This is our curse and our fate. There was something tragic about his tone.

"I understand your ideals and those of your companions. Muhati raised an eyebrow and said. "I have to say, it's grandiose. But I had something important to question about this Michael, and you killed him...... This is a big trouble for me to lick. ”

"Michael is not dead. Karin said suddenly. "We fight our past colleagues, but we don't kill them. We never kill, we only protect ourselves when we are present. We will not use violence to force other servants to understand our righteousness. Michael got into a fight with us because he had been living here for a long time and had investigated our hideout. ”

"But he looked like he was dead. Muhadi kicked the otherworldly priest on the ground, and the glowing white blood formed a small pool around him. "He couldn't feel the fluctuations in his mind anymore. ”

His mind fell into an eternal slumber. Kaylin explained. "Then he can't come after us again. If you're a psychic mancer, then you might be able to find what you're looking for if you dive deep enough in his soul. The tone of the female Otherworldly Priest sounded like she was really sorry.

Is that all there is to it? Muhati thought, well, let me dive into the depths of this guy's soul and see if I can dig up something.

Just as the Psychic Warlock was thinking, a message came into his mind coldly.

The information is intermittent and incomplete. Muhadi recognized the voice of the Witch King Malik in the message, and he sounded extremely agitated.

"We were attacked......" he said. “...... Mistara is also on the ...... You have to ...... Save ......"

"Satellite and Mistara, you have to save one...... It's too late...... You have to make a choice......"

From the fragmented information, Mouhathir immediately pieced together the contours of the facts. Both the world of Mistara and the satellite world have been attacked, and the situation is in danger, and he must choose one of them to save.

One must be chosen.

An ominous premonition hung over the mind of the Psychic Warlock.

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