"A key?"

"A key?"

The head of the Lazy High Priest was twisted to the right, and a crazy and sickly smile hung on his face, like an uninstalled marionette, full of weirdness and horror.

The next moment, the lazy high priest seemed to think of something, gently stretched out his hand, twisted his head back to its place, the smile on his face gradually retracted, and muttered, "A little gadget? ”

"A key?"

"Is that what you're for?"

"Blasphemer Taylor Mitchell?"

"Hehe, that's interesting......"

The sloth High Priest laughed sickly and maniacally, his heart filled with malice towards the blasphemer.

He hates anyone who doesn't believe in Christ!

Especially this apostate who once served the god of light and the sun!

The lazy high priest is extremely disgusted with those who can discard their beliefs at will.

Talking to such a person seems to pollute his pure heart.

If it weren't for the lazy high priest who thought that this blasphemous who could escape divine punishment was not easy to provoke, he would have intervened and devoured him bit by bit.

"Who wants to bear the hatred of destroying the Dickenses?"

"Then let me ......"

The Lazy High Priest looked up at the manor house that was getting closer and closer, and the smile on his lips became even brighter.

……

The Marquis of Bach's residence, third floor, the enchanted room behind the mysterious symbols.

"Why don't you get out of here yet?"

A hoarse, old voice rang out in the firelit magic room.

The dark black book, bound by more than a dozen chains of different colors, was strangely suspended in the mode of a spirit, constantly flipping, and the pale skull on the cover of the book seemed to come to life, opening and closing up and down, with an extremely dark gaze, looking at the Marquis Bach who was sitting not far away with his eyes closed.

The Marquis of Bach, dressed in the robes of a classical mage and a peaked soft hat, sat cross-legged and placed a magic wand inlaid with seven or eight gems on his lap, and at this moment, he sat in the middle of the bookshelves on both sides, facing the black book.

At this moment, the image of Marquis Bach is like a wizard who came out of the ancient world, mysterious and unpredictable.

Hearing the words of the Book of the All-Knowing, Bach slowly opened his eyes, looked at the Level 0 seal calmly, and said, "With your authority and ability, you should be able to calculate the result of tonight." ”

"Hahaha, so what?"

"What? Do you want to trade for the future? ”

"Or do you want to know the specific identity of each attacker? And the ability? ”

The hoarse old voice sounded again, and the top and bottom of the pale skull closed and became more vivid, as if mocking the Marquis of Bach.

The Marquis of Bach was not angry, and continued: "You should know what I will do if I find out that I can't control you? ”

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded, and the skull closed up and down, responding: "Dedicate me to the Holy Church?" ”

"I'm afraid it's a little late now, right?"

"Among the people who came this time, there is a member of the blasphemous family, he carries a level 0 seal that you have also heard of, this seal can temporarily block the connection and induction between the spirit world and the real world, so that teleportation, sacrifice, divine blessing and other means are invalid, the current fiefdom has been shrouded by this seal, unless the energy is exhausted, or you kill the user, otherwise even if it is an angel in sequence 3, it will take a day and a night to break the ban."

"In this time, do you think your fiefdom and your family will be able to stop the attacks of the intruders?"

"Bach Dickens, release the commission!"

"Let me help you, you only need to summon a mysterious projection from the ancient era to easily solve these troubles, of course, you can also choose to use the death curse to make these invaders die from the curse."

"That way, your problem is solved, isn't it?"

This time, the voice was like a demon whispering in the ear, full of great temptation.

Marquis Bach's eyes did not fluctuate at all, and he responded calmly: "You have three abilities, namely omniscient and omnipotent, death curse, and traces of time, if you want to get out of trouble, in addition to using the first ability to trade with me, you can only rely on the latter two abilities." ”

"Once the death curse is used, the corpses of these dead people will become the source of the spread of the plague, this level of curse, unless two or three angels take action, it is difficult to seal and remove, in other words, as long as I agree to the commission, you can borrow the ability of the plague spread to turn the entire fiefdom into a dead land, a Jedi."

"In this way, there are no maintainers for the restrictions here, and there is no guardianship of the bloodline, and as time passes, the sealing effect will become weaker and weaker, until you are naturally out of trouble."

"Of course, you can also continue to cast your magic to attract others to come here and take you away."

"Once the traces of time are used, you will inevitably use your own particularity to distort the summoned projection of history, summon the projection of the crazy, deviant, and depraved extraordinary, borrow the power of the projection, and clean it up with the invading enemy and me."

"You completed the commission, and you also indirectly fulfilled the transaction."

"And our whole family was wiped out."

After listening to the narration of the Marquis of Bach, the skull opened its mouth up and down, and let out a hoarse and old voice: "After all these years, you are still so disgusting!" ”

"But Bach Dickens, let me warn you, your time is running out, and you will regret not working with me."

Marquis Bach stood up, holding the jeweled scepter, and said, "I'm ready, no matter what happens today, I won't let you escape and hurt anyone else." ”

"Hehe, it looks like you know something...... However, it's too late......"

As the sound of the pale skull fell, the entire magic room trembled violently.

On the ground paved with dark bluestone, the complex and esoteric magic array suddenly lit up, stirring up magical light, and the seraphim relief on the left side of the dome slowly opened its eyes, staring at the Book of the All-Knowing and the Marquis of Bach.

The Seraphim's right hand on the left rotted and withered, like charcoal burned dry by fire, and with the projection of his gaze, an invisible force locked the Book of the All-Knowing, and gray-white light clusters twisted and wrapped around the Book of the All-Knowing, sealing it firmly.

However, in the next moment, the book of the All-Knowing, which had been heavily blocked, trembled strangely, as if it had been affected by an invisible influence, more than a dozen chains of different colors continued to crack, and the lingering gray-white light cluster was also disintegrating inch by inch, and the sealed black book was freed from its shackles for the first time and began to flip wildly, revealing all kinds of complex mysterious symbols, magic symbols, and special marks, almost instantly, it filled the entire magic room.

The Marquis of Bach raised his jewel magic staff and recited the Elven language: "The tiny elves who wander between heaven and earth, the great beings who control the power of the elements, the source of all things naturally, I, Bach Dickens, summon in the name of the elementals, come out, frost snowman......"