"That's what I've told you, and of course, there will be rewards when it's done."

"Got it?"

After the phantom finished explaining a few sentences, he saw the middle-aged man's embarrassed appearance, and the tone of his voice gradually slowed down.

She also needs this person to do things for him, and it's a very important thing, so she can't be too pressed.

As for the odds that he will betray......

This couldn't be easier for a witch, she has all kinds of means to make this cowardly man dare not betray.

Not to mention that his wife and children are still in his hands.

I didn't expect that in the ugly slums, there was such a luxury as family affection.

The witch smiled a little disdainfully, she was not afraid that this person would turn against her.

However, his current state is indeed very weak, so some methods have to be used.

The person in front of him was a puppet that he had made up casually.

As soon as she arrived in the city, she began to prepare.

The first was the formation of a Twilight Order.

Yes, the Order of Twilight.

Because since the incarnation of the Lord of Twilight spread on the mysterious side, few forces have tried to provoke the Twilight Order again.

Even the Holy See is gradually learning how to be a man with his neck bent.

So in this case, one can imagine how nourishing the Twilight Order is.

The witch is pulling this banner to act for her own convenience.

It just so happens that the servant god also worships the Lord of Dusk, so there is no conflict between the two.

With the support of the witch, this Dusk Order actually has everything, and it is no weaker than those famous orders outside.

In the beginning, the witch even planned to corrupt the church in the slum into her own stronghold.

And Cameron is the person he has chosen.

With monstrous resentment, to break the seal of the servant god.

And those gang members who oppressed Cameron are actually subordinate units of this Twilight Order.

Everything did not appear suddenly, but was premeditated.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the Lord of Twilight's dependents, and the young gods who followed him, he disrupted his plans.

So the witch's plan has been missing a link.

I finally found a similar person in the Occult Academy.

But I didn't expect to meet the god I once believed in again.

Thinking of this, the witch began to doubt her luck.

At the same time, I felt very incomprehensible in my heart that the dependents of the Lord of Dusk were mixed with young gods such as the righteous gods.

So she was going to contact this dependent, who had a strong aura of the Lord of Dusk, but then she didn't dare to go over.

For the witch was not sure if this dependant had rebelled against the Lord of Dusk, otherwise she would have fallen into the net.

In the room, the middle-aged man replied cautiously.

"Honorable lord, I know everything."

"I will definitely complete the things you have explained, and I will never dare to be careless."

The witch hummed undeniably.

Immediately, her figure disappeared into the dimly lit room.

The middle-aged man lowered his head deeply and buried it for a long time.

There was almost deathly silence in the room, and even his breathing was inaudible.

It wasn't until he was sure that he was really leaving, and then he slowly raised his head.

It's just that there is still a humble smile on his face at the moment.

In just an instant, the middle-aged man's originally flattering look suddenly exuded a cold taste.

It's hideous, it's abominable, and it's chilling.

"Heh......

A cold glint flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

This is big

The man must have been seriously injured, otherwise he would not have behaved so strongly today.

In the past, she would explain a few words and leave, and she would not say so many words at all, and at the same time she was coercive and coercive.

Obviously, he looks strong on the outside and dry on the inside.

But then he sighed in vain, and his straight back seemed to be interrupted one by one, and slowly drooped down.

Even if you know, what can you do?

Even if she was seriously injured, she could not pose any threat to her.

What's more, her own family is also in her hands, and she doesn't know where she is hidden?

The middle-aged man walked to the exit and slowly opened the door, and then a bright light shone in.

"Lord Priest."

"Priest ......"

What appeared before his eyes was an incomparably large hall.

However, although it is large, it is very simple, and it is obviously a temporary venue.

Countless torches are placed on the walls, and the flames are blazing, illuminating the place as if it were daylight.

From time to time, water droplets fell overhead, and the figure of a mouse suddenly jumped out of the corner, as if frightened by the scene, and turned its head and jumped back again.

Countless believers with solemn faces crowded the place.

They were crowded together and saluted the priests.

"Quiet."

The middle-aged man's voice was not very loud, but at the moment when the words came out, it seemed to have been pressed the pause button.

The whole noisy scene fell completely silent in an instant, except for the sound of droplets of water dripping silently on the ground.

They looked up to the man with a feverish look.

As if he said that he would let everyone commit suicide at this moment, they would not hesitate to carry it out.

Is this really a cult that believes in the Lord of Dusk, or in other gods?

No!

This is his own order!

There is only one voice in this order, and only one voice can be allowed.

For this order, the priests are their gods.

The middle-aged man slowly scanned the hall, his eyes meeting those fanatical believers one by one.

All of this is thanks to the items and spells that the witch gave him.

Feeling the hardness of his arms, he could clearly see that these believers had silk threads on top of their heads.

Countless thin threads rose to the sky, and at the end, it was a book in his arms.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and said slowly.

"My dear believers, we are about to have a new mission."

"Next, I'm going to find some things, the more the better!"

"Please!"

The believers' faces became more and more fanatical, and they vied with each other to raise their hands and respond in unison.

The sounds converged into a piercing wave that vibrated the eardrum.

The middle-aged man's eyes were silent, watching the crowd rush towards the passages in all directions like a tide.

Soon the hall emptied, leaving him alone.

He took out the hard object from his bosom and resembled a gospel.

It looked like it had collapsed, but there was a myriad of black matter slowly moving around it, firmly linking it together.

On the back of the Gospel, there is a long scratch.

This is the witch who gave it to him when they first met, saying that it has the power to control people's hearts.

And now, he really realized that this was indeed a book that could open hell.

……

"Wait, it's ...... again."

Ji Yan sensed the position of the marker, and unexpectedly changed the direction again.

And looking in that direction, it turned out to be moving towards the rich area.

Ji Yan raised his eyebrows, he wanted to see what this witch wanted to do.

Crows follow

That is, he turned his direction and flew towards the brightly lit place.

The black figure was like a sharp arrow, quickly piercing the sky.

……

"Squeak......

The door was slowly pushed open by a petite figure.

After entering, he gently closed the door with his backhand.

"It's Alyssa's back."

The father, who was sitting on the sofa, was reading today's newspaper, and when he heard the movement, he looked up and saw that it was his daughter, and then said calmly.

"Yes, father."

Alyssa took off her dust-stained round-toed shoes, and then looked at the quiet hall with some confusion.

The dim candle flame was placed in a white lampshade, which looked a little eeriely pale.

At this moment, my father was the only one in this hall, and I couldn't even see the figure of a servant.

"Father, what about Mother?"

There's a hint of confusion in Alyssa's azure eyes.

Hearing this, my father slowly put the newspaper in his hand on the table.

"She has something to do, take your brother and leave first."

"Mother left with my brother?"

In the pale light, Alyssa's eyes turned into some color.

It is like a beam of light shining on the deep ocean at night.

It was gloomy and thorough, and it seemed that even her pupils were vague and faint.

"yes, it looks like we won't be able to go to the park together on the weekend."

With a helpless smile on his face, the father said apologetically to Alyssa.

"Mother and brother, what's wrong with them?"

A cold voice echoed in the hall.

"Your mother...... Hmmm......"

"Something happened physically."

Listening to his words, Alyssa's blue eyes looked at her father quietly like a sea without waves.

Then she asked with some concern.

"The mother, her body......"

"Don't worry, it's not a big deal."

"I've already called your brother to go and stay with her."

The father said gently, so that Alyssa did not have to worry about it.

"I know my father, so I'll go up first."

"Hmm."

Alyssa put on her slippers and staggered upstairs.

Back in his house, there was a silent darkness.

The light from the street lamps outside the window does not seem to be able to penetrate the window and cast light in.

Even the noisy sounds seem to be cut off from the outside, and it seems like two worlds from here.

Alyssa put her things down, then leaned over to light a candle from a menorah.

The dim candle flame lit up a small corner of the room, and the orange-yellow light reflected on Alyssa's face, which seemed to bring a hint of life.

Suddenly, she seemed to feel something, and her eyes flickered into the corner of her eye.

I saw another self gently appear in the mirror.

Her face was extremely pale, and her figure seemed to be somewhat transparent, as if the wind would dissipate like smoke when the wind blew lightly.

Alyssa picked up the comb with a calm face, carefully combing her golden hair, and the blue in her eyes looked deep and indifferent in the dimly lit room.

The demon in the mirror glanced at it with a daze, and finally disappeared into the darkness.

A long time passed, until Alyssa fell asleep.

A black shadow had just appeared beside her bedside.

"Ahem!"

The witch looked at Alyssa with a tangled and indifferent look in her eyes.

She could clearly perceive the mysterious factor that was gradually dissipating in her body, just like the water she held in her hand, which would eventually dissipate.

But she didn't have any urgency.

The witch couldn't say why, but after escaping from the Night Lady, her mind had almost changed.

It's not that I don't want to pursue that realm anymore.

It's about the method of pursuit, which may have to be changed.

As for that method......

Thinking of this, her gaze slowly moved to Alyssa, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and a faint trace of excitement flashed.

She has already tasted the sweetness of fate.

That damn taste......

Able to escape from the Night Lady's men.

And I heard that the magic of fate is more than that, if she can completely replace her identity.

So does it mean that you no longer stop at the dawn, but have the opportunity to step into the legendary realm?

Thinking of this, the witch's mood suddenly couldn't calm down.

Because this means that you can continue to enjoy the taste of strength in the world.

She looked into Alyssa's gaze, and seemed to become even more greedy.

As for the servant gods of faith......

What is that, a weak god who has been sealed.

If it is replaced by himself, he will surpass him sooner or later with the blessing of fate.

Relying on the background of the Lord of Dusk, he pointed fingers at himself.

The black shadow slowly climbed up to Alyssa's bed, and then crawled towards her arm little by little.

Looking at Alyssa, who was asleep and her eyes closed, the witch's heart was on fire.

She seems to have seen the day of her ascension.

At that point, even the Night Lady will have to face herself!

With excitement, the shadow finally crept up on Alyssa's snow-white arm.

Little by little, she sank the shadow into Elisa's skin, and then the black thing stretched down the veins to her heart.

WhewW......

Your everything, it's going to be mine.

I will take your place as a good daughter in your father's eyes.

I'll treat them well when the time comes.

As if recalling something unpleasant, the witch's smile turned cold.

Soon, the magic circle she had arranged in the room lit up instantly.

Countless twisted runes appeared, and then found their place in the air.

The whole house was filled with these runes, some of the spells that the witch had borrowed from ancient times.

She wants to replace her existence with Alyssa once and for all.

Countless runes are arranged according to a unique pattern, just for this one moment.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes that emitted a faint blue light quietly opened and closed quietly.

Then a strange black color crept into the shadows that the witch had turned into.

It was identical to the shadows around it, almost indistinguishable, and the witch didn't notice it at all.

The black shadow followed her, slowly invading the heart area.

Feeling the constantly beating energy, the witch's eyes appeared a little confused.

This young body, and the luck she represents, will be all mine.