Sitting in the upper hand position, a silver cigarette case rests on the table, and fingers are tapping on the table in an orderly manner, and the sound of knocking is the only sound in the room.

Raman stood opposite, one hand on the table, the other on his chest, cold sweat already soaking through his dry hair and dripping down his cheeks, Rao still managed to compose himself, but the convulsive folds of his skin revealed that it was not easy.

Liam raised his eyelids, glanced at the other party angrily, and muttered in his heart, what tricks is this old thing doing, he was full of energy when he entered the house, how could he be empty as soon as he walked away.

Five minutes had passed since the black-robed man left, and Liam remained silent during that time.

Changed his name to Larry, a member of the Spirit Order whose real name is Ramaner, he didn't dare to speak arrogantly, and stood obediently in place, innocent like a lamb to the slaughter.

However, this is not the case.

The powerful Liam is like an inflated balloon, strong on the outside and dry on the inside, not to mention facing a lich mage at this time, even an ordinary person can easily knock him down.

Rather, it was Ramangel, who looked like he had his kidneys hollowed out, but he was a real angel, a lich mage at least level 9. A character of this level, even if he has no resistance and turns out of control into a monster, can easily sweep away the entire Lando City.

Liam knows that the opponent's strength is terrifying, and even if the opponent loses, he doesn't dare to push too hard.

"One hand with a stick, one hand with a radish" is the way to control people.

The sound of tapping that was accelerating in the silence was like a speeding heartbeat, and this invisible sense of oppression suffocated him.

Exhaling a breath, the tapping fingers stopped.

Stopping suddenly, Ramanda instinctively let out a long breath, as if a tense nerve had finally eased before it was about to collapse.

Liam skillfully uses circumstance and psychological cues to build up his authority without the other person noticing, so that the conversation will go more smoothly.

"Sit." Liam picked up the silver cigarette case and played with it in his hand with a nonchalant expression.

Ramair sat down honestly, his hands resting under the table, nervously crossed together.

The finger touched the surface of the cigarette case through the spiritual space, pressed it on the groove, and the cigarette case opened immediately.

Seeing this scene, Ramangel's body tensed, his expression became extremely nervous, and his cloudy eyes did not blink, staring at the cigarette case in horror.

Liam's fingers reached in and lightly touched the match-sized shovel, keeping his eyes fixed on the other.

"You're scared."

"Honorable Descendants of the Grim Reaper..."

"I have a name." Liam said, holding the small shovel between his fingers, as if he was about to lift it out in the next second.

Raman was terrified and said, "Respected Descendant of the Grim Reaper, this holy relic can't be taken out, otherwise I will..."

"Oh, what will happen to you? Out of control? Or are you trying to stop me? Don't hesitate to kill me? Liam was already gritting his teeth at the end, and the spiritual space could be easily broken as long as he injected a small amount of magic power.

Liam is gambling, betting that the other party will not dare to act rashly, and also betting that this little shovel will not grow bigger before the spiritual space is lifted.

"Mandy's Styx Shovel" has a strange ability that seems to awaken Ramangel's madness.

This inference was discovered after Liam came back to his senses and saw the embarrassed other party.

Ramangel's expression froze, and his hands hidden under the table slowly pulled out and rested on the table.

A black mist containing cold and evil came out of the palm, and in the next second, the mist wrapped around the arms like a poisonous snake, and a hissing sound came from inside, and soon the mist dissipated, and the arms disappeared along with it.

The empty sleeves hung down, and two rings fell on the table.

Losing his arms, Raman still had a calm expression, "I will not do anything to hurt you, if you insist on releasing the holy relics, in order to prevent the loss of control and harm you, I will kill myself immediately." ”

Liam stared at the other mana, the last remaining magic energy converging into his right eye, and the "curtain" swirled in the depths of his pupils, lasting for just one second, and the two balls of energy dissipated.

Retracting his fingers, Liam closed the cigarette case and laid it down.

The other party has no color of lying.

The room was silent again, this time lighter than before.

"Why is the Spirit Order looking for me, and who is that black-robed man?" Liam wasn't asking, he was ordering.

"Respected Descendants of the Grim Reaper..."Raman saw the other party's slightly angry eyes, and changed his name with interest, "Your Excellency Liam, it is not the Spirit Order that has come to you, but the 'Advent Sect' who has come with an oracle, you are the descendant of the Great Death, and you are the master who leads us. ”

"Oracle?" Liam immediately came to the spirit, and his heart was not joyful, but fearful.

The changes in the church, the extraordinary ability to rewrite everyone's memories, and the powerful existence of unknown identity, could it be that he sent down an "oracle" to guide the "Spirit Order" to find himself?

can be called an "oracle" by the "Spirit Order", it must be related to death, otherwise it cannot directly intervene across authority.

According to historical records, at the end of the Second Age, the god of death Kurag dissipated, and the three major churches confirmed the fall of the god of death, which means that the god of death cannot directly send down the "oracle", which means that there are other gods who have usurped the authority of the god of death, or have authority similar to the god of death, and the god of death is the god of soul and fate, as far as I know, only the dragon of nothingness has the ability of fate, and the other party disappeared inexplicably in the second period, a thousand years have passed, and so on...

My natural ability, "Daredevil's Eye", and the ritual-acquired ability "Veil", are both related to the night, and the Grim Reaper has the authority of darkness!

The one who can send down the "oracle" is at least the king of angels, and it is recorded in the wild history that there is a king of angels in the "spirit order", that is, the "oracle" comes from the demigod or one of the three righteous gods.....

"The authority of the night...."Liam thought of the Silvermoon Chapel, of the statue of the goddess bathed in light and night, of the pitch-black sword.

"Boom." There was a deafening roar of thunder outside the window, and the dark clouds obscured the sun, and the black clouds weighed down the city.

Liam shuddered.

"Praise the mercy of the Goddess, and forgive the ignorant lamb." Liam drew a crescent moon on his chest and said something in his mouth.

Ramair looked straight, and the one in front of him was the descendant of the god of death, which was confirmed, but the descendant of the god of death prayed to the goddess of the silver moon? Won't there be divine punishment? This one of the descendants of the Grim Reaper is not a little.... Peculiar thinking.

Liam ignored the other party's horror, and silently recited it dozens of times, and the black clouds that covered the sky gradually dispersed, and the warm afternoon sun shone down.

"Whew." With a long breath, Liam could be sure of three things at this point.

First, the rewriting of memories may not be the goddess herself, but there is definitely the participation of this goddess. Second, the Goddess may be able to borrow the power of the night, and she can send down an "oracle" to the "Spirit Order" that believes in death. Thirdly, the goddess can hear the prayers of herself, a descendant of the god of death, as if she has been set up with a "special reminder" by the other party.

The black cloud just now was just a warning, and Liam didn't dare to have the slightest blasphemy thought, after all, the goddess was not a simple and kind girl.

"Laman, tell me about the oracle." The stone that pressed on his heart was much lighter, and Liam's spirit was much better, and his tone couldn't help but soften.

Raman was dumbfounded, and the followers of the Grim Reaper prayed to Silver Moon for a gift? But a miracle has just happened, and perhaps my curse can try to ask the goddess of the silver moon for a gift.

Once a person has a tendency, he will find countless reasons to believe that this is the case with Raman at this time, and he feels more and more that praying to the goddess of the silver moon can get a way to lift the curse, after all, the god of death has not responded for thousands of years.

"Ramangel? Ramamer? ”

Raman woke up and bowed his head humbly, "Honorable Lord Liam, the 'oracle' is very vague, I only know that Katilant has an heir to death, and I ask you to treat the holy relics well and improve your strength as soon as possible." ”

"Well, then what."

"Dear Lord Liam, that's all."

"None?"

"It's gone."

"Just let you give me this broken shovel?" Liam in his heart, beautiful goddess, you finally will be the "oracle", that's it? That's it?

"Dear Lord Liam, this is Mandy's Styx Shovel, a sacred artifact that excavates the border between the human realm and the Styx, and a relic left by the descendants of the third Grim Reaper." Ramaman retorted, "Its status is on par with the Sacred Weapon of the Church of Yangyan, the Sword of the Holy Judgment. ”

"So, it's still just a shovel..."Liam was very disappointed, other people's holy weapons are all so-and-so's sword, so-and-so's hammer, so-and-so's gun, it's his turn to pour it, a shovel, hehe, do you dig a grave for the other party before you start fighting?

"Honorable Lord Liam, it is Mandy's Styx Shovel, which can dig through the human realm and the River Styx..."

"Okay, I know, you can dig the embankment and drown each other." Liam was stunned, this unintentional remark seemed to be right to the core.

Hearing this, Ramangel's face turned green, "My lord, you must not dig the embankment of the River Styx, otherwise even the great god of death will not be able to save you." ”

"WC, so awesome?" Liam no longer underestimated the little shovel, "Perhaps, I can use it to herd the dogs." ”

Suddenly, a bold idea came to me.

Looking at the other party's sneering face from time to time, Raman suddenly had doubts about the "oracle", this descendant of the god of death is really a little.... Thinking uniquely.