In a nondescript room in Beckland, after being dug out by hand by a one-eyed, third-rate writer, the notoriously unpossessed evil spirit had no choice but to possess the defective bishop of the Night Church, who was often arranged by a quill to do something unspeakable.

The Red Angel Evil Spirit actually doesn't like this body that he can't fully control, he wants a pure watchdog one level lower.

They often quarrel with him over control of his actions and speech, and the body will act like a mentally ill or paralyzed patient, performing actions that normal humans cannot understand, and often, the quill will be excited to join in the action and add to the protagonist's story.

Of course, they were able to reach a temporary reconciliation with him at times.

"Someone is chanting my honorific name!"

Ince Zangwill's mouth suddenly spit out a decent sentence, "I didn't expect that thousands of years later, my honorable name is still praised by the world!" ”

"Oh, maybe one of your old friends thinks you're not dead clean enough."

"Wake up, Augustus has built a country, and he still thinks he is the king of angels who holds the only nature."

The classical sculptural face seemed to have fallen into disrepair due to wind and rain, and two asymmetrical openings had been opened.

Spirituality spreads with occult connections, and the red angels see through the point of prayer a middle-aged man who seems to be kneeling on the ground not very reverently.

The quietly burning flame suddenly swelled and swelled, jumping more than half a person high, and through the blazing white candle flame, Reis vaguely saw the image of a man, and a clear sneer followed.

"It's the first time I've seen a hunter who dares to ask me directly for the Red Priest's complete potion recipe!"

"You ant-like thing, you're really a good seedling of the hunter's path!"

Reis, who was extremely lacking in occult knowledge, was so frightened that he took a few steps back, he looked back at the mysterious man sitting peacefully in his chair, turned his head again, and said to the flames: "He said that this is fine, you will give me, uh, potion formula." ”

Reis saw the man in the flames tugging at the corners of his mouth, and for a moment, he seemed to be in the midst of raging fire, and his body and spirit let out a roar of extreme pain at the same time, and he fell to the ground.

"Bang Bang!"

"Beautiful! The red angel around the Creator is still so handy. ”

Wang Zichuan ignored the stupid hunter who had fallen, and still sat in his chair, applauding happily.

"Is that you? Oh, make such a fool recite my honorable name, you have something to ask for. ”

"Is there anything else worth remembering about you? It just so happens that this idiot made a wish to me for a potion formula, and I thought so, so why don't you ask him to ask his boss, the Red Angel. ”

"Hmph, tongue-stricken!"

"I, out of pure kindness, want to tell you a secret."

"I have heard that the three of you were boiled by Arista Tudot because He had the help of Adam."

Quietly, the flames suddenly crackled, and tongues of fire unleashed unbridled, constantly encroaching on the surrounding space. The classical sculptural face appears more distorted through the air and flames.

"I want to tell you that Adam is not Adam, your old master, the divinity of the Creator disguised as Adam to help Tudot hunt you, tsk, he said, it was a necessary sacrifice."

There was an eerie silence in both rooms, and Ince Zangwill clenched his fists unconsciously. His only remaining eye stared fiercely at the smiling face, and he had never felt that anyone in his long life was so disgusted and hated.

Sauron and Einhorn wanted to taunt them, but they closed their mouths tightly when they thought about it, their skills were not as good as others, and there was nothing to say about being killed, but the red angel actually ...... Hehe.

With a bang, the entire ball of fire exploded, sparks flew everywhere, and as soon as Wang Zichuan stretched out his hand, the raging flames obediently returned to their original positions, but the ash melted most of it, and the table carrying it also left scorched marks.

The next morning, Reis woke up from his slumber, in addition to being able to clearly recall the previous sharp pain, he felt something more in his head, he thought carefully, and gradually remembered the contents of the two potion recipes.

He got up from the ground and found that the mysterious man was gone, but the old lamp was still on the table.

Painful memories came back to his mind again, and he reached out to throw away the strange lamp, but before he could move, fear suddenly invaded his mind, and a cool voice sounded behind him.

"Hmm...... Do you still want to make a wish again? ”

He trembled with fear, his teeth chattered, and he couldn't speak.

"You should only get the low-level potion recipe, and when the recipe runs out, you can pray to that name again, and he will give you the follow-up potion recipe, as long as you can satisfy him."

"Friendly reminder, reciting the honorific names of certain beings is His followers, oh, remember to pray next time be religious."

"By the way, don't forget to learn the ancient Hermetic language, it's not just the gods of knowledge and wisdom who hate illiteracy, and other gods don't like believers who don't even know their names."

The oil lamp on the charred table, which was barely standing, seemed to flicker for a moment, and then it regained its old feel, and the room was so quiet that Reis's heart panicked.

After another day of nervousness and apprehension, the liner sailed steadily into the port of Tuscat, he paid the fine in advance, packed his luggage, and as soon as he was allowed, hurried aboard, leaving the lamp and fear on the charred table.

He chose a random hotel to stay in, and when he lay on the big bed in his new room, he finally let go of his anxiety, and felt that his two short days were like a strange nightmare.

I'm going to buy a ticket back to Olave tomorrow, now that I've got what I want, I don't need to try my luck on the Death Ship, and instead of being a pirate, I still want to go back and continue my old life, find a boss to take refuge in, and live a free life. I'm not going to pray to that name anymore, I can't remember it anyway.

However, it backfired, and just as he was having dinner at a restaurant with a good business to fill his stomach, two groups of people suddenly fought.

Originally, this was a common occurrence in Toscart, but the two warring sides swept Reis into it, and Reis, who was athletic and had been in the thug industry for many years, accidentally killed two contestants after the intensity of the battle escalated.

Then the person behind the deceased quickly came to the door, and after the verbal explanation could not be agreed, another armed clash broke out, and the other party was inexplicably seriously injured and died.

With the government not governing and the local gang enforcing the law, Reis couldn't get out if he wanted to, he was co-opted by another gang, and in a short period of time he fought against some people with extraordinary abilities like him, and each opponent suddenly slapped and died under his iron fist.

He panicked, he didn't know why this was happening, he just wanted to go back to Olavia.

(End of chapter)