By the small lake, the moment the bright light lit up.

A thunderclap exploded in the sky, and Joe fell from the sky with a black light.

Sherlock's half-cut body fell lightly to the ground, and Jo appeared beside him as if he teleported out of thin air, his left hand wrapped around him, and his right hand took out a bottle of the Silver Cinnamon Church's regeneration potion and poured it into his mouth.

Dropping the empty potion bottle, Joe poured another bottle of healing potion for Sherlock.

Sherlock's almost dissipated breath stabilized, his breathing became a little stronger, he felt Joe's breath, stared at his dark and hollow eyes, and hissed and screamed, "Joe...... Joe...... I...... It's coming to you specifically. ”

On Sherlock's body, patches of charred and carbonized skin kept peeling off.

Under his skin, the pink and tender flesh and tender skin continue to grow again, but these new flesh and skin are constantly scorched and carbonized, as if there is a big furnace in his body, which is constantly emitting high temperature and burning his life.

As he spoke, the breath that came out of his mouth was extremely hot.

A flash of bright light hit him head-on, and the level 30 waiter clenched the wooden staff with both hands, and the wooden staff turned into a blazing pure light, and slammed into Joe's chest.

Joe stretched out his right hand and grasped the glowing wooden staff.

Deep darkness poured out of Joe's hands, the darkness eroded the bright light, and with a muffled sound, the wooden staff burst into countless rune-like flashes, shattering inch by inch in an instant.

The darkness stretched down the wooden staff to the man.

The man screamed like a ghost, he staggered backwards and backwards, and on his actinized body, a little black mark continued to twist and spread, rapidly spreading around.

Joe von Wittu ...... Sherlock's disciples! The man roared as he stepped back.

Joe clenched his fist with his right hand, and countless black thunderbolts wrapped around his fist, accompanied by bursts of terrifying thunder, Joe punched out, and a fist print the size of a water tank flew out quickly and smashed into the man's body.

The man clasped his hands together and chanted a secret incantation in a low voice.

A bright light fell from the sky.

Under the action of the man's might, a gap of 100 feet in diameter appeared in the void, and the Dirac Sea was directly connected to the Medland Continent, and the four basic elements turned into a flood tide and landed, falling beside the man, and then after complex transformation, it turned into a pure, absolute light, and turned into a 100-foot diameter light mask that shrouded him tightly.

The fist marks of black thunder condensed heavily bombarded the light mask.

The dense thunder continued to explode, the ground trembled violently, and huge waves were set off on the small lake, and the turbid waves crashed against the surface of the lake, making a crisp sound of 'popping'.

The man's body trembled violently, and the light mask continued to shrink and collapse foot by foot, but the Thunder Fist Seal was not damaged at all, but it was also absorbing the four basic elements in the Dirac Sea, and the fist seal was constantly increasing, and the volume was constantly expanding.

The man's body fell backwards step by step, and the large black marks on his skin continued to spread, and where the black marks passed, his skin rotted and festered, and pus, blood and rotten flesh continued to fall off his body.

"You...... How can a childish person have such power? The man roared loudly.

"Very boring question!" In Joe's eyes, the crimson light was flourishing, and in the depths of his eyes, two small magic arrays were rapidly transforming, frantically absorbing the surging crimson power in his body.

Joe hugged the badly injured Sherlock and strode towards the man.

The mask vibrated violently, and Joe's right hand was wrapped in black smoke, and his fingers were like black crystals, and he pressed his palm on the mask fiercely.

The light mask made an overwhelming shattering sound, and Joe laughed loudly, and the black smoke that spread out from his body shattered the light mask inch by inch, quickly enveloping the man inside.

A twisted Hydra phantom appeared behind Joe, a chaotic, greedy, evil, and murderous aura gushed out, and a terrifying will descended out of thin air, accompanied by the crisp sound of the void twisting and shattering, locking the man's soul deadly.

"Heringle......" the man hissed and screamed.

'Bang'!

The man's body exploded, and a fist-sized ball of pure and fiery red light flew into the sky, making a deafening sound of breaking through the air, breaking through the obstruction of dozens of layers of black smoke, and was about to fly through the air to escape.

"Decree!" In Joe's eyes, countless crimson divine patterns swirled and flew, and he let out a low sigh.

In the air, countless black and crimson electric lights blasted down, turning into a large net, tightly wrapping the red light that flew out of the man's body.

The void was shaking, collapsing, and squeezing, and an invisible space cage was generated out of thin air, forcibly freezing the red light in mid-air.

An instinct welled up in Joe's heart.

He waved his right hand lightly and shouted softly, "Decompose." ”

That red light suddenly exploded, turning into countless extremely thin light curtains.

"Dissect!" Joe looked at the light curtain, and there were countless figures and images flickering in the light curtain. This is all the memories of this man's life, and all the things he has experienced are undoubtedly revealed in this light curtain.

A flood of memories flooded into Joe's mind.

He squinted his eyes and easily took in the memory, and in a few breaths, he devoured the man's memory......

It didn't devour it cleanly.

Joe's analysis and analysis only arrived twenty years ago.

The man's memories of the last twenty years were sheltered by a forbidden force.

Joe had just wanted to peek into his memories of the last twenty years when this forbidden force appeared out of thin air, completely destroying the man's memories, leaving not even a bit of residue left.

Rao is like this, and Joe also has an extremely comprehensive understanding of the El Organization through this man's memory.

Level 30 waiter!

This is an existence that almost stands at the pinnacle of the El Organization.

He has countless secrets in his hands, and he has countless resources at his disposal.

These secrets, these resources, many of them are one-way connections with this man, and many of them are forces that he secretly developed for himself by using the power and resources in his hands.

Now, this power has also been completely controlled by Joe, as long as Joe uses the man's secret seal and secret code, he can control this power.

It's just that for Joe now, this power ...... It really doesn't make much sense, but if it is used to strengthen the background of the Rittal family, it is qualified enough.

Well, if nothing else, let's just say that this man directly controlled the five mountain kingdoms in the mountains west of Tulun Port, and he was the king of those five kingdoms...... This is really a big piece of fat for the Rittal family.

Joe cautiously carried Sherlock to the edge of the woods, and he unfastened his coat and placed Sherlock on the ground.

He looked at Sherlock with mixed feelings.

Sherlock is a mentor, how do you say it...... Truth be told, he didn't help Joe much, and Joe grew up far faster than Sherlock could have imagined.

If he is an ordinary person and is accepted by Sherlock to join the El Organization, he must be grateful to Dade and respect Sherlock as a god.

But Joe......

Well, regardless of whether Sherlock helps Joe or not.

But Sherlock is Joe's mentor after all, and he has a friendship for Joe.

Joe stood beside Sherlock, his mind filled with a myriad of familiar spells and other strange secret techniques.

A part of the secret spells and secret techniques came from the waiter who was devoured by Joe's memory.

Some of the secret spells and secret techniques came directly from the depths of Joe's soul...... This should belong to the memory of 'Crimson', and belong to the skills that 'Crimson' once had.

Joe's hands formed strange handprints, and he stood beside Sherlock, the handprints placed above Sherlock. He recited the secret mantra, the Dirac Sea opened, and the four basic elements poured into his body, quickly flowing rapidly in one air pocket, and after a complex transformation, the four basic elements turned into a silver-white divine light under the compulsion of the crimson power.

Gentle, clean, flawless, full of life.

This is the divine power of Mutheste...... This is the divine power of life that can only be condensed by a top priest who has cultivated Mutheste's divine art and reached an extremely advanced state and can almost be named a 'saint'!

Joe was not a member of Muteste's clergy.

He had never practiced the divine arts of the Silver Cinnamon Church, and he had never recited the sacred scriptures of Muteste.

He was able to possess the life power of Mutesthe, an act that the Church called transgression, blasphemy...... This is absolute heresy!

Joe didn't have any awareness of this.

He whispered a secret incantation, and a clear puff of silver holy water erupted from the silver light, like a light rain, pouring down on Sherlock's body.

The devastating and terrifying heat in Sherlock's body quickly dissolved, his body squirmed, the charred, carbonized skin began to disappear, new flesh continued to grow, in his eye sockets, new eyeball tissue began to grow, and the roots of his vaporized limbs, countless granulations squirmed rapidly, and quickly grew.

Just a quarter of an hour later, Sherlock, whose body was intact, gasped loudly, coughed up a few pieces of blood, stood up tremblingly, and looked at Joe with a complicated expression.

"Mr. Sherlock, you, are all right...... Why did our Level 30 Waiter, His Excellency Rhine, personally hunt you down? Joe shrugged his shoulders: "I found out from his memory that for the past hundred years, he has lived in seclusion in his ancient castle and basically does not go out. ”

Sherlock gasped heavily, he stared at Joe and hissed, "Conspiracy, Joe, conspiracy...... A part of the people of the El, they want to ...... They wanted to be living gods and rule over all of Medland. ”

"I underestimated their ambitions, and what Florence told me was false, not comprehensive at all, and could not describe their whole ambitions at all."

"They're working with the Church, they want to expand the war, they want to bring out the true leaders of the El...... They're going to open the treasure of the Knights of Tribulation and get some of the things inside......"

Joe looked at Sherlock in surprise for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"Expanding the war? Ah, I think, His Highness Sarian, and many people in the Empire, welcome them to do so. ”

"Expanding the war? Ha, if the scale of the war expands further, His Royal Highness Salian will really have to make me a prince......"

"As for the living God?"

Joe, pursed his lips, but didn't say a word.

His pupils turned red and burned like a little sun. At this moment, his mood was calm, and he did not urge the power in his body, but his facial pupils turned red permanently.

A crimson will fills the body.

A living god?

Crimson said this, ignoring it.