86 looked at his almost demolished hut with some speechlessness, countless pieces of wood, scraps of household belongings, shattered beds, and large holes left in the original doors and windows. Well, the only thing to be thankful for is that the wooden house is still standing strong and has not completely turned into a pile of ruins.

With a "boom", the closet in the corner was finally overwhelmed, and it was planted on the floor crookedly, splashing a tumbling dust. Number 86 sighed and dragged his aching body directly to sit on it. "For the master's sake, if you come a little later, I'll be a roast pig......," he let out a brisk whistle as he tugged at the smoky wreckage on the floor, "and it's not bad, you left me the glass intact!" he poured the glass into his open mouth, squeezing the last drops of juice out of the base.

"I'm going to spy on those three bastards, of course and if they're secretly planning something behind their backs, we can be prepared, right?" Mott flew in through the window, and seemed very pleased with the state of the cabin, "I should be the one who really asked what was going on, Boss!" Skull smiled at the handful of flames dancing on the floor and asked, "I just left, how did you get like this--like an uncooked pheasant, quack......"

Number 86 glared directly at the gloating skull, and pulled the shirt from his body, which had burned several holes, and tossed it aside. "What can I do? sleep, nightmares, attacks......" he said, "first three 'grown-up' blood beasts, if that's an adult, and then the guy who threw the fireballs, who was supposed to be their owners. ”

"Adult?" asked the skull immediately.

"That's right, faster, stronger, more complete, it's not that disgusting form factor anymore. Number 86 described, "If my instincts are correct, they are also growing, or maturing. His face showed a pain tugging at the wound. "By the way, help me take a look at this," Eighty-Six glanced at his bloody shoulder, "I guess there's poison on the tongue of the blood beast." Or something, my whole arm is now unconscious. ”

Mott didn't laugh at anything this time, and quickly flew over and carefully examined No. 86's wound. "It's toxic, but it's not too serious. You bear with me......" Skull said, the purple flames in his eyes suddenly becoming unusually bright. At the same time, No. 86 felt as if his wound had been rolled directly through by a soldering iron, and there was an unbearable pain.

"See,...... Are you scraping my flesh......" 86 gritted his teeth, and he saw a trace of purple flame flowing on the wound as if it had been given life, uprooting and burning the inky blood inside, until it slowly flowed red blood. Only then did he shake it lightly and disappear without a trace.

"Alright!" the flame in Mott's eyes returned to its usual color, "Well done, you should be glad that those little cuties only have the poison of blood in their mouths, and nothing else tricky venom!" "Skull continued, "And, you should be glad that there is the great Mott next to you, Quack......"

86 tried to lift his arm, and found that it was indeed much easier. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. "I didn't expect you to have such a skill, I thought you, you ......" No. 86 scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"It's just a talking skull, isn't it?!" Mott emphasized angrily. "Do you think that the Witnesses can only 'watch'? Of course not! Dispersal spells are just my basic skills! Ha, forget it, I don't expect you, a newcomer who has just performed a mission, to have any deep understanding of the Witnesses. ”

"Well, count me wrong, old fellow......" Number 86 said apologetically. In fact, he knew very well that if it weren't for Mott, he would have died here. "By the way, this body, if we continue to toss like this, even if we complete the mission, the rest of his life will be very miserable......" No. 86 glanced at his scarred self with some embarrassment, he was very convinced that as long as the mission continued, when the gardener himself woke up, he would have to spend the rest of his days on crutches or in a wheelchair......

"Don't worry, boss! we're a responsible organization! When his soul wakes up, he only feels like he's had a long dream!" The skull flew around 86 a few times, still checking for any missing wounds that had not yet been treated, "his body will be as perfect as a newborn, and there will be no scars! The skull's voice rose and fell, as if it were singing, but it quickly added, "Uh...... Of course, it's better not to be dead or crippled, that will be a lot of trouble!"

Number 86 looked at the malevolent skull and nodded in understanding, though he clearly had something else in mind. "The flame on that guy's arm was also dispelled by you? ”

"Of course!" said Mott haughtily, "otherwise you think that the last thing that will be smashed in your face will be as simple as a fist?!"

"That's good, don't be afraid of him next time!" 86 finally heard the exciting news that the black figure was not a difficult presence to deal with if Mott was around. "By the way, why can't I, as a purging person, know any spells, so I can only rush up to fight hand-to-hand?Mott, are all purging people like this?" No. 86 didn't believe that the purging was only capable of encroaching on other people's bodies, otherwise, with such an ordinary flesh and blood body, it would not be possible to complete a more difficult task at all.

Mott forced a smile and said earnestly, "So, you're a newcomer, boss!" or not even a newcomer...... The jaw of the skull opened and closed, and a series of crisp sounds collided. "There are many skills you haven't learned about the Cleaner at all, and you haven't even been able to activate the strength we rely on to survive!" it sighed, "God knows how you came to be a Cleaner, and what's even more frustrating is that I'm going to die with you......"

No. 86 was stunned, he didn't expect the real situation to be like this. "Are such exceptions rare?...... he asked cautiously.

"I haven't seen it anyway!" replied Mott without even thinking about it.

"Okay, but at least I have you, don't I?" Eight6 looked sincerely at the skull floating in the air, "With you, that guy's spell shouldn't hurt me, right?"

"Uh......" Mott said with some vague hesitation, "I can't say that. If it's a low-level spell, I do have a way, and if it's a high-level spell, I suggest you don't expect too much from my dispel. ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" No. 86 was choked. "Low-level, do you call this low-level?!" he said, pointing to the messy floor.

"Of course! fire magic is for the demons in the burning hell. It's an innate talent, just like the Wood Elves' sensitivity to natural magic," Skull said as a matter of course, "and as far as it comes to playing with fire, that guy is just too far behind! ”

"Low-level demons?!" said Number 86, reflecting on the terrifying power of the flames.

"Yes. It's just a low level, this is also the limit of what you can deal with, as a clearer, your strength ...... It's so rare! If I say that, you'll feel better. Mott directly ignored the murderous gaze of No. 86, and his voice suddenly became extremely serious, "Never underestimate the opponent who appeared in the mission, the guy from Burning Hell, I have only seen the existence of the Great Lord level at the highest......"

"And then?" asked 86 curiously.

Mott was silent for a long time. "Very strong, very strong!" its voice was so deep for the first time, "our mission is accomplished." But, but it ended badly...... "The jaw of the skull opened slightly, as if taking a deep breath," and it wasn't at its peak. ”

"Peak? What does that mean?"

"Yes, Boss. Skull nodded, "Let's put it that way, that guy just now, did you see his face clearly?"

No. 86 was stunned for a moment and slowly shook his head. "No, his face is hidden in the hood. "I barely saw it," he said, "but I have reason to believe that he was lurking inside the manor." Number 86 said. Twisted the ashes from the floor with his foot, "And one of the people who live here." ”

"Yes, not at all, Boss. The skull flew in front of No. 86 and replaced it with a deep voice, "The most straightforward discovery." It's human, right?"

"Of course......" As soon as No. 86's words came out, he suddenly froze, and suddenly realized that there was a most incongruous problem in this - the demon, how could it be a human?, "It, why is it a human ?......?" said No. 86 to himself.

"For neither the Supreme Heaven nor the Burning Hell, nor even us, can appear in the mortal world in their original form. "The way to be here must be an energy body, in human language, a spirit or spirit body, and to find a medium to carry itself in the way of an incarnation." However, no matter what kind of incarnation it occupies, its strength cannot be compared with its original form, and it is even greatly reduced. Skull glanced at the darkness outside, "So our opponent on this mission is a demon that has taken over the mortal body. As for the topic just now, you can't guess what the other party's original strength is like through a demon who appears in the mortal world. ”

The words of the skull continue. "Therefore, the Great Lord in the Burning Hell is already a very terrifying existence. Mott said, "As for the higher Demon Kings, or even those legendary Demon Gods of Chaos, ha, I don't have any doubts about their power to destroy the world." ”

Mott's words confused No. 86 even more. "If the Demon God is so strong, even if his strength shrinks, it will be enough to destroy everything in the mortal world, right?" he asked, "Then what are you sending these unruly minus for?"

"Ha, that's right, but they can't, ironically? These gods of Anu's creation, not even energy bodies, can't enter here. Moreover, even if they entered, there was no incarnation that could withstand their shrunken energy body...... "The skull suddenly burst into a strange laugh, "As for why you can't get in, you should ask the master, I didn't ask, you can try your luck!"

"Thank you for your suggestion......" No. 86 directly vetoed this way out, "Mott, for the sake of us being partners, those names can't be mentioned, can you tell me?"

Mott suddenly froze in the air, as if thinking about something.

"Well, forget it...... 86 changed his mind, "that's an overkill, I don't think I asked." ”

"Of course, quack. The skull was quick to reply.

However, this behavior made No. 86 stunned, he really didn't expect Mott to really tell him. "No, no, no, you really don't need to!" he said, waving his hand hurriedly.

"It's okay, Boss, your memories will be erased when we go back anyway," Skull grinned, "Tell you, it's no different than talking to myself, isn't it?"

"You ......" No. 86 didn't expect Mott to be willing to tell himself for the reason.

"Alright, Boss, I can tell you, but I really don't know their names, and I don't think many 'people' know their names. "But you can't go wrong with a title." There are six Demon Gods of Chaos in Burning Hell: the Lord of Calamity, the Lord of Hate, the King of Lies, the King of Lust, the Lord of Pain, and ......"

Before Mott could finish speaking, there was a slight sound of the door opening, which made them instantly cast their eyes over. "First, sir...... You, you've been sitting there for a long time......" Tike's pale little face peeked out from behind the wooden door of the utility room, and asked timidly, "You, are you alright...... I, I'm scared ......" the boy's eyes were already filled with tears.

Number 86 slapped his head on the ground, and after a vicious fight, he had forgotten about little Tik who had been hiding in the utility room. And the conversation between himself and Mott is always in his head, and if he sits so weirdly for a long time, even if he is an adult, he will be frightened, let alone a child.

"Come, Tik, come here," 86 smiled and beckoned to Tick Jr., and the boy immediately ran out of the utility room and rushed into No. 86's arms. "Ha, I promised you that it would be fine, didn't it?"

Tik nodded vigorously and did not speak.

Mott, who was flying in the air, also smiled. "The lucky little guy ......" (To be continued.) )

PS: Because of personal matters, this chapter was posted late for a long time, so I'm very sorry.