Rainy night.

The rain seemed to be about to submerge the city, and the slums without drainage channels were full of water on the ground, but the rain showed no pity for the city, as if it was about to pour out all its anger.

Snapping, chirping, the three little girls stepped on the muddy water, shuttling through the slum lanes in embarrassment, and looked back a few times in a panic from time to time.

"They're catching up again! Run here, there's a path. ”

In reality, however, the street behind them was deserted, except for the empty darkness and the filthy muddy water on the ground.

As soon as they turned into the alley, Dia's figure followed closely in the street, and he closed one eye, and the shadow crow appeared in front of him, and quickly identified the next direction, following the path of their escape.

Behind him, seven ice sculptures exuding the cold air of the forest, standing quietly in the rain.

With the shadow crows following the Illinois women, they didn't have to worry about losing them, but the constant stream of pursuers was a bit of a hassle.

It was the fourth wave of enemies he had encountered, and unlike Illinois, these pursuers could see his presence, and the first target was always on him, followed by Illinois and Drake, and for Debra next to him, they would selectively ignore him.

Dia didn't know what would happen if she was killed in a fantasy world, but she could tell with her feet that it wouldn't end well, and Barto the Devil wouldn't be kind enough to make a realistic and exciting virtual reality movie for him to experience.

Returning attention to Debra and them, Dia has a bit of a headache, these three little guys are like loaches in a mud ditch, and it is really not easy to keep up with them.

But fortunately, the shadow crows have always locked on them in the sky, and they don't have to worry about losing them, but he is a little puzzled, how did they avoid this wave of pursuit in the first place, and with their current strength, they shouldn't be able to do this.

Unless it's the white cloth bear who makes a move.

Thinking of this, Dia suddenly understood the intention of Bato's devil, and he should be playing the same role that Bato played in the first place.

Stop the pursuers of Debra and the others.

And what Debra and the others went through, if nothing else, he will go through it with him.

If that's the case, it's absolutely terrible, judging from what just happened, the Bloody Hand Thieves are hostile to them, that is, he has to face the entire Bloody Hand Thieves Band!

Also, he thought that the position of the city lord of Illinois was hereditary, but now the facts show that she is just an ordinary girl in the slums, not a nobleman or a guy with a background at all, so how will she become the city lord in the future?

Dia didn't think it would be achieved through friendly and peaceful means, maybe his enemies, and the current city lord's mansion.

The situation is terrible, but the only thing that can make him talk about ** is that these pursuers who can see him have very high soul quality.

On the other side, Motasty's eyes widened with incredulity when she saw that Dia was actually robbing souls.

Is this man crazy, what do I see, he is robbing souls! And he is not at all indifferent to this, as if he is used to robbing souls.

Motasty's heart grew more and more shocked.

Even if the Devil Bato wants to obtain the soul, he must strictly follow the contract made by the Devil and the ancient god of death, and deceive through the loopholes in the devil's contract, or use power and power to tempt life to obtain the soul, and dare not exceed or violate the rules, otherwise the god of death will not tolerate it.

However, he dared to blatantly rob the soul, and he didn't even hide it at all, as if he should do it as a matter of course, without pretentiousness or pretentiousness

And looking at his skillful appearance, this kind of thing has definitely been done many times, is he crazy, he is simply looking for death, even if he is a god-chosen person, but as long as he crosses that line, the stubborn and indifferent Grim Reaper will definitely not show mercy!

Why did he rob souls? How did he do it?

At this moment, Motasty suddenly felt a little disgusted, because in the original contract between Asmodes and Jerk, there was a clause that the soul in the hands of the devil was not in the hands of the god of death, that is, the soul that this guy was robbing now was completely 'legitimate'.

Am I helping him?

I don't need to do anything to him, as long as he continues to die like this, the Grim Reaper will take him away sooner or later, not to mention Merrikai, not even Sivanus can't stop him.

This is simply using your hard-earned hard-earned money to make enemies, disgusting, thick disgusting.

Thinking of this, Motasty's face became more and more gloomy.

Seeing Motasty's appearance, the corners of Debra's mouth slightly hooked a smile, she looked at the picture on the light curtain, and muttered, "This is really an interesting experience, I miss it." ”

......

"Did you get rid of them?"

"I don't know, those people seem to have disappeared mysteriously. Drake looked back and said in surprise, "Did they go back?"

"Why are they going after us? And what are we going to do now?"

"Go back. Illinois thought for a moment and said, "We sneaked back, they wouldn't have thought we would be hiding in the house." ”

"Good idea! Come with me, I'm most familiar with this film, and promise not to let the bastards who killed Aunt Eudullah find out about us. Speaking of this, Drake slowly clenched her fists, she clenched her teeth, her eyes red and said angrily, "Illinois, from now on, we must seriously practice the swordsmanship taught us by Aunt Eudullah, and kill all those bastards to avenge Aunt Eudullah!" she waved the long sword in her hand, and performed a lame flat cut.

"We need to protect ourselves first. Taking advantage of Drake's inattention, Illinois snatched the long sword from her hand and said, "In order to prevent you from doing anything stupid again, I will keep this sword." “

"Don't stare at me, let's go, be careful, don't let those people find us. ”

The three of them cautiously shuttled through the slum alleys, and Dia followed quietly until around the corner ahead, a middle-aged man in a heavy cloak suddenly passed by, and Drake was caught off guard and hit her head, and then she fell into the muddy water with a crooked body.

She angrily got up from the muddy water and glared and looked up.

Dia's pupils shrank slightly, and the middle-aged man in front of him was somewhat familiar to him, and from the outline of his face, he could vaguely see that he was the archbishop of the Templar Church that he had only met not long ago.

The middle-aged man obviously didn't expect a girl to suddenly pop out of the alley, and he embarrassedly helped Drake, but was slapped away by the latter's disgusted palm.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention. Seeing this, the man's face became even more embarrassed.

He glanced at the two men running up, and untied his cloak to protect him from the rain, revealing the armor that looked very hard inside.

"I think you're going to need this. ”

The picture suddenly freezes at this moment, the rain falling from the sky, the splash on the ground, the hostile gaze of the three girls, the embarrassed smile of the archbishop, all of this is frozen in an instant, as if time has come to a standstill, and there is nothing moving around except Dia.

At the same time, a vicious voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"So you're here too. “

"It's a pleasure to see you here. ”

Dia turned his head suddenly, and across the dark alley, Rose voters were approaching him step by step.