Little Red Riding Hood left, and at dawn the witch Lucy brought over a dozen people, each holding a wooden stick and iron plate, and looking at it was very individual.

"Are you Hongxing?" Masturbation walked out of the castle.

"What about people?" Lucy asked with a cold face.

"Who?" Raising his eyebrows, he looked at Lucy, who was asking for sin, and asked.

"That little bounty hunter." Lucy looked at the burning fire, "She was here with you last night!" ”

"Gone." Teaser said.

"Gone? I thought to help you publicize, you can have some territorial awareness. Lucy said contemptuously, "But you don't seem to be of much use!" ”

"I'm just promoting something that I think can help change the lives of people in my neighborhood, and no one opposes it, so do I have to do what?" "They're not mine." ”

"You won't be able to see it for long." Lucy said, "When a large number of bounty hunters and mercenaries spread, you will be the first to bear the brunt. ”

"At that time, I will naturally deal with it, and it is not the first time that someone has come against me." Teaser said.

"If you can protect the pilgrims along the way, I can let you see the holy relics within the organization." Lucy frowned and said.

"You want to use me as a gunman, I have my own principles, and if those people make mistakes in the human world, I will deal with them as well." Teaser said.

"Are you kidding, we are the embodiment of evil, are you the Virgin?" Lucy asked incredulously.

"This piece is my propaganda target, like a crop planted in the field, I don't go over it, but if I see a wild boar harming the crops, do you think I can ignore it?" Teaser said.

"You can do whatever you like." Lucy glared, then led the crooked-necked wildlings behind her and walked back.

"What's that relic of yours?" Seeing that they were leaving, he shouted.

"The core book of the Witch of the Forest, The Call of Death." Lucy said.

"Can I take a look now?" He looked at the rabbit who had been sitting at the gate of the castle for the night, and asked out loud.

The dark forest, the dark castle of the witches, where the swarms of bats and ravens hovered, and outside every dilapidated wooden house around stood savages and savages, watching with vigilance and malice at the men who came to worship the relics.

At the entrance of the castle, a large iron cage had already been prepared, flanked by several wizards and barbarian warriors, and under their watchful eyes, Lucy gave him green poison, then chained his hands and feet, and finally pushed into the large cage.

"You should be respectful of the Dark Sage." Teaser said.

"Although I have promoted you, it does not mean that I recognize your identity, and I can communicate with you only because you can defend us against those hunters." Lucy said as she motioned for the barbarian to lift the cage and walk into the dark castle.

The cage was carried to its predetermined position in the hall before the barbarians let it go, and so did Lucy, and after ten minutes of waiting, an old witch with a relic in her hand came down the stairs, and she first went to the dark prayer room to pray, and then walked slowly to the cage and handed the relic to Tsers.

"You only have one night." The old witch said, leaving the cage as well.

The summoning of the god of death is a book written by an alien known as the poisonous banshee in ancient times, which lists in detail the configuration methods of various poisons and antidotes, and even saw a record of the Black Death on it, but as for the rotten blue dragon heart, the festering fairy corpse clothes, these drugs can't even think of what they are.

"Poison corrupts the flesh of the man, but it cannot corrupt the soul of the man, which is the authority of the god of death who controls the dead, who pulls the soul and plays with the soul to become what he wants..."

"Everything changes in an instant, and the soul does not care about immutability and eternity..."

"Is this a change in traction patterns?"

Looking at the last chapter, this Grim Reaper's Call is a book that introduces herbalism, but the healing and death of herbalism ultimately leads to the torture concept of the birth theology of the philosophy of life.

"Books are not read in vain." Holding the Grim Reaper's summon in the dark, there are thousands of medicines that can poison people, but the chapter that only occupies one page at the end is his greatest gain.

When it was daybreak, the old witch took back the relics without saying a word, and the four barbarians carried him out of the castle, the cage was opened, the chains were removed, and Lucy fed him the antidote.

"How many potion configurations have you learned?" Lucy asked.

"I've read it roughly, and I'll remember it if I need to." He pointed to his head and said.

"We've picked a few herbal formulas that cover their uses, and it's not easy for you to look at them all." Lucy nodded slightly, it was useless to learn more formulas with the same effect.

"My ability to cover is limited, and I can only guarantee the line of Barony of Widdy and Earldom at the moment, and if no wizards who have done anything bad pass through here, they will all be protected by me."

Now that the holy relics have been observed, it is also the turn of oneself to show one's sincerity.

"No problem, the nobles along the road have been warned by us, if you don't want a large number of corpses in the territory, don't embarrass them." Lucy said, "Your troubles are mainly those on the bounty hunters and church side. ”

He nodded, glanced at the newly added tents in the clearing, and turned back.

Along the way, I felt a pair of eyes say goodbye, and it wasn't until I got out of the dark jungle and arrived at the canyon forest that that feeling disappeared.

As he walked through the woods, the beasts on the road were still invisible, and the species had evolved with the environment, and it had only been a few months, but wherever he haunted, the beasts would flee far away.

"The change in the form of matter does not affect the essence, but it will affect itself and the surrounding environment."

When he was about to reach the place where the stars fell, a jackal dog who did not know whether to live or die finally appeared in his sight, and as soon as he stretched out his arm, the jackal ran uncontrollably on its own, and finally hit its head into the hand of the dog.

"If you don't have the soul confinement to cooperate, summoning it will definitely bite me." Tusele looked at the toothed jackal and wrung its neck.

This soul-straining spell is the second skill on the branches and leaves of his skill tree, and last night's research made him light up the second leaf, as a skill he learned from the book "The Call of Death", and he named this pulling skill the Death Call.

Looking at the dog's head that had been easily twisted by himself, he felt that his strength had increased a lot compared to the night before, and he flew up and kicked at the small tree beside him, and the tree pole broke in response.

"This strength seems to be a lot more than that of the savages, is it an additional effect caused by the enhancement of the soul?" Clenched his fists, the skill tree still has this kind of good thing.