"I assume that your assistance will not come without a price. The Psychic Warlock tilted his head.

Magog was much taller than Muhadi, and the horns on his head made his countenance even more distorted and terrifying. "Everything has a price. You'll know when the time comes. ”

This tiflin has a strong guttural voice, but it has a very sinister flavor. Somehow, the Psychic sensed that the man was deeply hostile to him.

Could it be that he suspected that I had killed the arraiser?" thought Muhadi.

"It's a pity that the messenger you sent to deliver the message was killed, and I hope you have some clue who the killer is. The Psychic Warlock asked. "I guess you won't accept magic, so he won't be able to resurrect and identify the Assassin. ”

"There are never too many gods and slaves in the multiverse. Ma said unconcernedly, and he spewed two hot breaths from his nostrils, smelling of sulfur. "A lot of organizations have this motivation...... Don't hinder, I'll clear them one by one sooner or later. ”

Listening to his tone, it seems that the death of a person is not a matter of concern at all.

"This assassin seems to be particularly tricky. You may need extra vigilance. The Psychic Warlock said. "I didn't even detect the modus operandi of his attack. ”

"I am not surprised by your incompetence. Magog ignored the warning and replied dismissively.

"Your ignorance does not surprise me either. Muhadi threatenedly let his power leak a little, and everyone in the Broken Temple stopped what they were doing and looked around in fear. Their animal instincts seem to warn them of a dangerous approach.

Whether or not Magog was shaken by the power displayed by the telemancer, he was not at all visible on the outside.

"It's going to blow up when you touch it, isn't it?" Ma Da laughed, his mouth stinking. "Grow up a little faster, baby, you can't try to prove yourself just because others disdain you. I think this is like a teenager's cousin, you have to be mature. ”

"Or," Mag lowered his voice and lowered his head, as if looking at the psychic warlock again. "You can't tolerate being questioned because you have something to hide?

"What is it that makes you such a morbid inquiry?" Muhati replied in the face of the other party's unkind words. "Let me guess, you have a lingering anxiety, don't you? Fear of losing control of the people around you, of things around you? Generally speaking, I would think of it as a traumatic reaction from someone who has experienced betrayal. ”

"Unfortunately, none of your guesses are right. Martha commented with a smile. "I noticed that you dodged my question, does that mean that my words hit the truth?"

"This is your best counterattack? Come on, don't keep your hands on it, let me see how capable you are. The psychic sorcerer responded, waving his hand casually. "I have to say that you and the people on the street have a common language. Maybe you can call them brothers and sisters regardless of your position. ”

"There is everything on the street, thugs, liars, corpses. Magog pouted, his rough countenance made him look very reckless, but his eyes were very sharp. "Of the three, there is no shortage of corpses. Would you like to join them?"

Tiefling lifted the heavy golden scepter in her hand and pointed it at the Psychic Warlock. "I had a thought now. That's right, maybe you're not Rajat!"

The Psychic Warlock throbbed.

Ma Ge's voice became louder and louder, and he seemed to be more and more confident. "I killed you as an impostor, and I don't think that Batto's Cuntzai will blame me. Who made me not see you thousands of years ago? ”

"Then I'm afraid you're the one who will join the ranks of corpses. Muhadi was on guard, but he was also relieved. Ma Ge didn't really see through his disguise, but he was inexplicably hostile and wanted to attack him under the pretext.

The tall Tieflin didn't wait for the Psychic Warlock to finish his sentence before he rushed forward with a wave of his scepter. His degree was so fast, leaving only a faint afterimage in the air.

The Psimancer disbanded the physical body, and Magog's attack missed. The golden scepter danced in a circle, and the tip radiated a dazzling light, leaving no dead end in all directions. This kind of attack can't withstand even in the virtual state. At the last moment, Muhadi predicted the opponent's attack range in advance, so that he could rise up and dodge.

The current strength of the Mind Warlock has barely reached the legendary realm, which is naturally much worse than the real Primal Warlock. If he can't subdue the opponent quickly with an overwhelming advantage, then no matter how stupid Ma Ge is, he can realize that he is really in disguise.

"This man is finished. In the Broken Temple, a non-member of the Divine Society who witnessed Ma Ge's action said confidently. "The people of Ma are almost immune to psionic energy, and it won't take more than three breaths for the battle to end. The people around him nodded their heads, seemingly agreeing.

This Tieflin's agility and strength are beyond the limits of what humans can achieve. His legendary gear makes his attacks even more deadly, while granting him great magical and psionic resistance. For many days, he almost single-handedly withstood the siege of countless mobs and priests, proving his strength to the fullest.

Muhadi focused and stopped time with his ability. As if unaffected, the horse continued his attack. The heavy golden scepter seemed to have no weight in his hand, and it was lifted above his head and danced out of several gardens, and the light that shot out not only enveloped his body, but also left no room for the psychic warlock to hide.

As time stopped, the non-members of the Divine Order, who were watching the battle from a distance, had no idea that their leaders were in the range of the attack. Magog seems to have put aside the lives of his men in order to defeat the Psychic Warlock.

Seeing the approaching light of destruction, there was only one thought left in the mind of the psychic mancer.

Muhadi focused on a powerful ability he had never used before.

This ability Lyra had never taught him, and he had not comprehended the nature of this psychic ability himself. In order to manifest this ability, Muhathir ventured to awaken the suppressed secondary personality within himself, giving the dangerous and elusive soul of a thousand souls a little freedom.

Mental Demon.

Thousand Souls' high grasp of psionic energy pierced Mako's almost impregnable defenses at the moment when time stopped. The consciousness of thousands of ancient criminals seemed to have finally been liberated, and they were rampaging through Tiefling's mind, as if they were about to swallow up the last shred of reason.

In the midst of the stagnation, the tall body of the horse slowly fell. Muhadi stepped forward, ready to deliver the final blow.

The Thousand Souls' mind is too dangerous to be resurrected with the help of this body. Fortunately, it took about a week for the Mind Demon Seed to fully nurture in the new body and regain its strength. Psychic Warlocks can now easily interrupt this process.

The horses sat on their knees, their eyes blank. Muhadi picked up the golden scepter he had dropped from the ground and plunged it into his neck from behind, through his chest, and through his entire torso.

Then, time flows again.

The surrounding members of the Divine Order, who were not members of the Divine Society, fell to the ground with their collars, howled in fear, and drew their crossbows and prepared to attack. Muhadi calmed his composure, preparing for this wave of attacks.

A white-robed mage hurried into the hall, his hands swinging straight to stop the atheist's attack. "Stand down, I'll talk to this man!" he said in an unquestioning tone, and the men seemed to recognize his authority, and the first time they laid down their weapons, but their mouths were still unclean and scolding.

The mage stepped forward, he was a lean man, his beard was neatly trimmed, his head was a little gray mixed with his face, and his eyes were gray-green.

He looked down at Magog's body, "You know, Magog has a life box, and he will be resurrected in seven days. ”

Then pray that he will learn a lesson after the resurrection. Muhadi said that a person resurrected from a life box would not have a curse or spell effect from his death. As long as the Thousand Souls would not be resurrected through the backdoor, there was no need for the Psychic Warlock to take any further steps.

"You said the word 'prayer,' and you're a god slave too?" the mage looked up, his sly gray-green eyes looking at Muhadi. "Based on the stories I've heard, you shouldn't worship any gods. ”

"Did I say that I prayed for myself, I said that maybe Magog should pray for himself. Because he was more stupid than the god slave he despised, he actually did it to me. Muhati said in a haughty voice, hiding his true thoughts. The primordial warlock Rajat was naturally an atheist, and if he wanted to disguise him, he would have to think about how he would speak, the psychic warlock thought.

Perhaps it was the strength of the telemancer to defeat Magog in an instant that convinced the mage, and he did not doubt Muhadi's identity. "Follow me," he said. "I'll stop others from attacking you. ”

With that, the man led the psychic warlock out of the hall through the side passageway. Because it was once a temple, there were many empty shrines on both sides of the stone passage, and the statues inside had of course been broken long ago.

"Well done, you stopped them from dying on their own. ”

"Don't be too complacent, Rajat. The white-robed mage said. "I do have concerns about unnecessary casualties, but that doesn't mean I'm going to swallow it. ”

"Magog won't swallow his anger, you see what happened to him. Muhadi asked again. "But I still wonder why he suddenly did something to me, doesn't he recognize who I am?"

They walked around the corner of a staircase, and the white-robed mage glanced at Muhadi with a mixture of suspicion and contempt. "You don't know yet?"

"I don't know what. ”

"Magog is one of the suitors of the Lady of Grace, and he is jealous of you. The mage explained.

"There was a time when Ma was the enemy of the 'afterlife' lady who had fallen out of favor every day. He devises various plans to crack down on the Lady of Grace organization and slaughter her men. He joins forces with many other well-known villains in the multiverse to plot schemes to undermine the influence of the Lady of Grace. There are times when the fall from grace wins, other times, the horses almost win. ”

"I thought you said that Magog pursued her. ”

"He's definitely courting her, that's true. The white-robed mage said. "But Ma Ge is psychologically distorted. He felt that he would definitely be rejected by the fall from grace, so he vowed to become the enemy of the fall from grace for the rest of his life...... In this way, he hopes to be a part of the life of a lady who has fallen out of favor. ”

It dawned on Muhati that he didn't expect that the combination of himself and the fall from grace at the purely legal level would have such a consequence.

The mage took the Psychic Warlock to his room, which was large and filled with strange magical items and jars and jars, and was filled with a dangerous atmosphere.

"It's a dangerous place. Muhati scanned the room and commented. "If one of the blockades from outside sneaks in, they could have caused a big explosion here and blown up your headquarters. ”

"Whoever dares to walk in here, I will kill him myself. ”

"I noticed that you need to participate in the battle, and when you're not there, won't those people out there sneak in? ”

"They can try. The white-robed mage sneered grimly, "I have a lot of cats to hide. ”

"Can cats detect invisibility?" was the first time Muhadi had heard of it.

"Cats are multi-functional animals, and the more I interact with people, the more I appreciate them. The white-robed mage said. "When I have to leave my real room because of a fight or something, I leave a cat in this room. This cat is connected to a ** mechanism, which in turn is linked to a very short-lived particle (atom) of matter. ”

"In this way, as soon as an observer appears, the particles of matter will collapse into a state of decay, and the cat will go from a state of immortality to a state of death. And when the cat is dead, I can feel it. The mage said. "Some of the gods and slaves have anti-detection cloaks, and even if I use my true vision, I may not be able to see through their invisibility. But this mechanism is different, and it will work only if there is an observer in the chamber. ”

Muhati nodded to indicate that he had some understanding, which was somewhat similar to Schrödinger's cat on Earth. The difference is only that the mage uses an atom with a very short half-life, so that ** must be touched. The white-robed mage was slightly surprised, he didn't expect the other party to understand his design.

"It's really interesting design. The psychic warlock complimented the other from the bottom of his heart.

"What is this. The white-robed mage was visibly smug as he pointed to one of his strange collections. "See the two bottles over there? There are tiny pipes in between the two bottles, and they're filled with air. I called a goblin to shrunk and stay in the middle pipe. Its task is to let only the fast air particles enter the bottle on one side, and the slow ones stay on the other side to see if it can finally separate the hot and cold air. If this is successful, then it is amazing. ”

Muhati cautiously congratulated him and asked why he wanted to meet with him alone.

"I don't know how you got here during the lockdown, and I guess the gods and slaves outside don't know either?" the white-robed mage asked, his eyes looking a little anticipatory.

"If they knew, they would have come in. Muhadi replied.

"That's fine. The mage said. "Since the blockade has never been broken, then you came through the portal?"

"That's true. "Psychic warlocks don't need to hide it.

"Then it is. The mage said. "I want to make a deal with you, and you tell me how to open the portal. ”

"So that you can use the portal to kill and catch the group out by surprise?" Muhathir said. "I'm not against you doing this, but since it's a deal, what do I get out of it?"

"I guess money isn't your interest. ”

"Not exactly," Mohathir said. "I don't care about material possessions, but I don't mind acquiring material possessions, which always come in handy. ”

"Then I'll pay you 500,000 soul prisms, do you think you can make a deal?"

"Batiz the devil's currency?" Mouhati frowned. "It didn't work for me. "He has a large army to raise, but unfortunately the soul prism, a low-level currency, is estimated to be worthless in the eyes of the Atas.

"Then there's no way, do you want magic scrolls or magic equipment?" the mage said again.

Indulging one's own use of magic may lead to the awakening of the personality of the primordial warlock, Muhadi thought, so he rejected the other party's second offer.

"In that case. The white-robed mage said slowly. "It's been thousands of years since you've been to Seal City, and during that time, the gods and non-gods have always been standing. If you're interested, do you need any information we've gathered during this period?"

"It depends on what kind of intelligence you can provide. Muhathir said.

"What kind of information do you need?"

"Do you have any information about me and falling out of favor?"

"Not much. The white-robed mage smiled slightly, and a sly look flashed in his eyes again. "But we do. ”

"Then let's make a deal. Muhadi stood up and said.

Outside the Shattered Temple, the mob that had been besieging it for days was preparing for the next wave of the offensive.

Both the gods and their clones are forbidden to enter the Seal City, so the task of attacking the gods and non-gods can only be done by the agents of the gods. Although many people have died at the hands of atheists' crossbows and bows and arrows these days, the crowd is still indignant. Volunteers from all corners of the city and even from other parts of the world have replenished the fallen manpower.

Having learned the lessons of previous failed assaults, this time the priests instructed their faithful to begin building siege engines. Siege engines to shield the rain of arrows and counterweight trebuchets to shoot boulders were built, and the believers believed that the attack was a sure success.

The cordoned off area was chaotic, except for the high level of alert in the direction of the Broken Temple. Followers of different gods in other regions gathered separately and set up their tents in a haphazard manner. Almost no one was on guard here, as everyone believed that the non-members of the Divine Society were unable to fly this time.

In such a situation, the surprise attack was born.

Using the method of opening the portal that Muhadi had learned, the atheist trapped in the Broken Temple suddenly appeared in the rear of the blockade. With swords in hand, they slaughtered into each other's camp in an orderly manner, like sharp knives dismembering a huge monster. Caught off guard, the blockades were almost powerless to fight back, and chaos spread in all directions. Many people only heard the sound of slashing everywhere, but could not find where the attackers were, and fear hung over them.

The psychic mancer who made the deal also left the block where the Broken Temple was located through the portal, and the fire raged behind him.

Muhadi did not look back at the sonata of fire and killing, and the information given to him by the mage proved to be extra useful. Now, he had business to get done.

The Psychic Warlock strode forward, leaving the scene of the battle far behind.

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