Just as Sissel was preparing to "inscribe" Ince, a secret aura descended from the sky.

"Stop, Sissel."

It is the "Goddess of the Night" Amanisis.

"He's still useful." That's what He said.

Sissel narrowed his eyes, he looked at Amanisis, and suddenly laughed, his smile was cold, and said:

"Yes, Amani. But what can you trade it for? ”

In any case, even if he had no essentia and only relied on that transaction with the original person to recover his personality, he was not a true pillar, but his current strength was something that even the fallen mother goddess feared.

He has the strength to negotiate with the goddess of the night.

Amanisis was silent for a moment, sighed softly, and spoke softly.

Sissel was stunned for a moment, then laughed again, only this time the smile was more real.

"Okay, I agreed."

He watched as Amanis's figure gradually became trance-like, as if it were ice melting into the water, and disappeared in a moment......

With a wave of Sissel's hand, Ince Zangwill's memory was emptied.

Only then did he go to check on Flosis's injuries on the ground, and after finding that there was nothing serious, and even the potions had been digested a lot, he finally exhaled with peace of mind.

According to the progress of Foxie's potion digestion, it should not be able to digest it in a few weeks, and then become a "lamb". Hehe, I don't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing at that time......

Sissel looked at the unconscious Foxie apologetically, gently rubbed her green hair, and said:

"In the future, you will have more responsibilities and more terrible dangers. After all...... You're just as ...... as Momo."

He paused before saying, "It has the potential to become a sequence 0." ”

In the future, he may need a Sequence 0 to help him, because of the deal with the Primordial, and because of the outer gods who covet the Earth in the starry sky.

No, hopefully he will never need it......

Sissel let go of these sorrows, looked up again, and looked somewhere, as if he saw a quill that was trembling.

He couldn't bother with the mischievous seal just yet, as it was as useful as Ince Zangwell's plans for Amanis's future.

Sissel just glanced at it and stopped paying attention, instead teleporting Flexie home.

As the Avenue of Fame opened, he gently placed Fluffie on it, and the Avenue seemed to come to life, rolling and carrying away the people above.

Sissel was about to leave, but at this moment, he saw the cowering boy hiding behind the wall.

"Hey, boy, come here." He beckoned to the boy and motioned for him to come over.

The boy, with a pale face and messy hair, dragged his trembling body, closed his eyes tightly, and gritted his teeth to come to Sissel.

Sissel was about to say something, but the boy suddenly knelt down at him as if he had broken down, muttering something incomprehensible.

"Huh? Did you see that? ”

Sissell crouched down, but he was still taller than the thin boy, so he had to lift the boy's chin with his hand so that the boy was facing him.

The boy was visibly stunned, and several attempts to lower his head again failed, and his eyes refused to open, as if he had blasphemed the gods.

"A natural 'monster'? Haven't taken potions...... Well, you're funny. ”

Sissel had received information from the boy and was carefully probing for useful places.

It's called Ademisor, and it's an orphan, huh...... This inspiration is even higher than that of some 'lucky ones'...... He was almost killed by an evil spirit because he saw it......

Sissel became more and more interested in Ademisor, and he wondered what made this boy with a tragic background, this half of the "monster", so inspired.

Is it inherited from the parents' generation? If so, his parental sequence should be high, but if the sequence is high, why only let the child be half a sequence 9?

Is that the favor of some high-order person? For example, the "mercury angel" under his seat, Will Unsetin. But Ademisor doesn't have any high-order aura on him, and no matter how good a dependant is, he can't always be a sequence 9.

Ademisol, though, made me want to do an experiment...... Former biologist Sissel Nietin thought.

"You know the extraordinary." He asked.

Ademisol nodded tremblingly, he looked at the boy's haggard face, hooked the corners of his mouth, and asked seductively:

"Do you want to be extraordinary? After becoming extraordinary, these states of your present will be emptied, and you will become normal, and you will not be called ...... 'monster'. ”

Ademisol was stunned, and the sentence "will not be called a ...... 'monster'." It kept echoing in his head.

Seeing that he was shaken, Sissel let go of his hand, gently pulled him up from the ground, and continued:

"How? All you have to do is do a small, not even life-threatening experiment with me, and you can be extraordinary......"

"God...... I ......" the boy's chapped lips struggled to spit out a word at this time, but in the end, the boy made a choice, "God, I am willing, I am willing, please give you the extraordinary power of your humble servitude, please ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Sissel with a helpless expression, to be honest, Sissel really didn't like the feeling of being on top, and he didn't know if Selene, the "Eternal Silver Moon" who was running the church, liked it or not.

"Alright, then, you just need to take this extraordinary property and you can become extraordinary." Sissel took out an extraordinary property that emitted a soft white light from his vault and handed it to Ademisor.

Although Ademisol didn't know what the extraordinary characteristics were, it didn't affect his anticipation, nervousness, and fear of the future.

He knelt down again, posing as if he had been blessed by the gods, his head bowed, his hands held high, and he trembled and took over the extraordinary characteristics.

His inspiration continued to roar, causing him to start a severe headache again, but he ignored it and simply ate the extraordinary trait without any supporting materials.

Sissel watched expectantly as Ademisor's face grew exaggerated and painful, as he rolled on the ground with his head clutched, as his body was torn apart by the violent force.

The spillover of extraordinary power was suppressed by Sissel, who quietly watched as Ademisol spiraled out of control, and then used the power of "time" to restore him, and then out of control, and again again, and so on many times.

Finally, just as Ademisore was about to have a nervous breakdown, he stopped struggling and struggled to his feet, a painful but happy smile on his face, but it quickly disappeared like a shooting star.

His eyes were full of tears, his face was pale, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he looked very tired.

Blood also flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his whole body became extremely embarrassed, like a discarded puppy lying in the rain.

And Sissel just smiled and congratulated:

"Welcome to the world of the Extraordinary......" he slysmired, "Sequence 6'Priest of Calamity.'" ”