Odin was still standing in the center of the circle, looking at his creation, as if he didn't realize that he had just burned six people, and his smile became happy: "The circle is really a masterpiece of human wisdom! I only input a very small amount of origin power, and through these exquisite array transmission, I can exert almost half of the power compared to the past!"

He picked up a cluster of flames and left the support of the circle, the tongue of fire swaying in his hand for a moment, and then dimmed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he showed the expression of a child discovering something new.

"How did they come up with a synthesis of Mithril and Ugin...... The two materials can be mixed up to 10 times more conductive than other materials!

"The doji reverses direction, triangles are used to amplify, circles produce a circular field of force, and squares bind and condense scattered sources of power, each of which is properly interconnected to each other, without the slightest difference. Even if you recite these words silently, the sea of spirit will boil!"

"This array can not only form a spiral-shaped surrounding force field for defense, but also transform discrete and disordered oscillations into linear condensed matter for attack. ”

"But why do we have to carve their gods and prayers around these dexterous works......? These are completely useless and aesthetically destructive. ”

Odin crouched down and studied the images in the midst of the fire. He was a little annoyed, "If it weren't for the careful use of the power of the Origin, I should have cast a spell to extinguish the flames...... It's going to be the middle of the night now, but luckily the black moon keeps me energized tonight. ”

The black moon sinks to the west, the white moon rises to the sky, the fireworks go out, and Odin sits on the marble floor.

Suddenly, he remembered something, tore the strip of cloth from the black robe, and carefully bandaged the Paliva heir who was paralyzed into a piece of rotten flesh beside him - as a demon, the ability to heal wounds is much stronger than that of humans, so there is no consciousness to stop bleeding.

The wounded on the ground had their eyes closed, their faces paler than paper, their breathing so weak that they could barely perceive it, and they were walking into a darker and deeper world in a coma.

Odin patted his head and whispered, "I almost forgot about it...... This guy looks like he's dying. There's nothing worse than him dying here. ”

So, he pulled back his cuffs and bit the skin on his wrist, dripping blood into Carter Larson's lips. In Odin's memory, Ursus had done this for him when he was seriously wounded, and he was not sure if it would work for humans.

Luckily, the blood droplets worked.

The man who was motionless on the ground, whose wounds no longer oozed blood, began to tremble desperately, convulsed like a sheep's epilepsy, his skin became hot, he kept babbling, his mouth was foaming at the mouth, and his eyes suddenly opened, but only the whites of his eyes could be seen. Under the white moonlight, it looks exactly the same as the symptoms of being possessed by the devil in the legend.

Odin looked at him nervously—as if he was afraid that the test subject would be tossed to death.

Luck came the second time, the injured man gradually calmed down, there was a trace of blood on his face, he slowly opened his eyes, and it took a long time before he focused his gaze. Carter Larson spotted the black-robed man kneeling beside him, but couldn't remember who he was.

The high fever tormented Carter, his whole body trembling slightly, and he muttered to himself, "My father...... Murdered by a conspiracy ......"

The black-robed man stared at him with obsidian eyes, a smile on his face, looking like a messenger welcoming him into the underworld.

"My father too...... We have the same experience. The black-robed man's face had the compassion of a saint's sculpture.

A moment of silence ensued.

Carter suddenly stood up, but weakness caused him to lie down again, and he gasped for breath and said, "Are you...... That pagan that day—Odin Diggs!"

Then, he gradually calmed down, even though there were many doubts about the person on the other side, why he broke into the lord's forbidden land at this time, how to save himself in the fierce battle with the god servant, and what was the purpose...... These no longer elicit Carter's mood swings. His spiritual sea was dead silent, and there was only deep despair.

Still looking at the wounded on the ground with black eyes, Odin whispered, "I burned them." ”

Carter's eyes widened, he certainly couldn't believe such a ridiculous statement, but he immediately saw the molten molten iron not far away, and the white crystal of the deer spirit, which was the inner core of the monk's staff.

The silent darkness of the night and the remnants of silence challenged Carter's cognition, and the horror and fear intertwined in his heart, and his whole body shook involuntarily, and he immediately regained his composure.

"I don't think what you're saying is true. And even if it were true -- what could you get out of a dying wreck?"

Odin smiled, "From the first time I appeared in front of you, you understood that I knew who you were and what you were ostensibly for, and you initially guessed that I would use you to carry out an attack in Paliva City. Next, you think I want to get the wealth of your trade with the Lord of Deep Valley City. ”

Carter did not respond.

This is not wrong, and it is a good start -- it shows that the other side is a calculating negotiator, but it is not enough to pull the heart-wrenched Carter Larson out of the quagmire.

"You've been on the run all this time, and a lot of news shouldn't have reached your ears. A few days before you met me, a heretic broke into the city of Paliva on the day of the coming of the black moon and caused a fire, but the sixty-four acolytes of the city did not stop him. ”

Odin recounted what he had done in Paliva before he met Carter Larson, and the other man only raised his eyes and seemed unconcerned.

"Tonight, the same flame has crossed the forbidden spell. The three monks and the five Templars who entered the Lord's Mansion have not returned—what do you think the adults sitting in the Templar will think......? Their mission is to capture the son of a traitor?"

Carter Larson lowered his eyelids and pursed his lips - a stir stirred inside him, but it didn't show it on his face. Of course he knew—and he would follow in his father's footsteps and be crucified to the frame of shame.

He didn't think that this stranger would bring about any change, and that he took advantage of the pain of a dying man, who was such a despicable person.

"I know everything about you - including the fact that you think you're at the end of your rope and don't want to struggle in any way. Including the amount of your transaction with the Lord of the Deep Valley, it is a whole box of gold sand. Odin's smile looked like a false mask in the moonlight.

The latter sentence made Carter Larson look up, and his green pupils glowed, and soon the light dimmed again. Indeed, every word of the black-robed man's words was trampled on his heart, and he even appeared to be omniscient—if under normal circumstances, this was surprising enough.

But now Carter Larson thinks it's a ruse - the other party is just a vulture trying to turn over rotten flesh.

"You may even want to deceive yourself—you don't want to die, at least not to die in such a humiliating, senseless hunt for the Templars. That's why you're paying such a high price in exchange for a weak squad of cavalry in Deep Valley City to loot your father's corpse. Even you subconsciously know that the body may have been burned long ago. ”

"You want the help of the Lord of the Deep Valley to escape this deadly city. It's the true value of a box of gold sand, even if you don't admit the idea in your heart. ”

This time, Carter Larson looked directly at the black-robed man with deep-set eyes, and the other party's speech was like a sharp knife cutting open his head.

"Nope. After a long time, he opened his bloodless lips and whispered.

"You don't want to die, no one wants to die. Odin's voice was like an unchanging pendulum.

"I want nothing more than my father's will......" Odin's words shattered Carter Larson's barely maintained sanity, and in an instant he fell into a mixture of guilt, grief, and hatred.

"You've been speculating about my intentions, wondering why I came to you and thought I had a greater interest in your world. ”

"You guessed that wrong. I have only one purpose. ”

The next sentence of the black-robed man was like thunder and lightning crossing Carter's spiritual sea.

"Abandon your faith. I will grant your wishes. ”

Paliva's heir suspected that his head had been burned by the heat, and for a moment hatred poured out. In the past, he only had a strong hatred, but he only hated his father for being framed, unjustly tried, and died tragically, and he had no clear target.

And now, the lightning seemed to go deep into the depths of his heart, digging out the truth he was most unwilling to face—he hated the sanctuary he had sworn to, the country he had pledged his allegiance to, the betrayers of the family, and all those who had sent his father to the cross......

Maybe it's an illusion, the black-robed man can see through his heart!

Frightened of himself, Carter struggled to get up from the ground, subconsciously trying to recite the prayer silently, only to find that he couldn't remember a word.

"No!" he cried out, but a certain belief in his heart was crumbling inexorably.

"Look directly at what is in your heart, abandon your faith, and I will grant your wishes. The day of the festival is your chance. The black-robed man said again.

"No!" this time the shout became faint, and Carter shook a few times and fell to his knees, but did not stop moving forward. He almost crawled out of the gate, then got back to his feet, stumbling and disappearing into the darkness.

"I'll be waiting for you on the day of the sacrifice. Odin smiled even brighter.