Players laughed and celebrated their victory. Their laughter and laughter filled the entire blood-colored sky, as if they had not experienced a bloody battle just now.

Inside the lord's castle, Sifer, who was watching all this, did not feel the slightest frustration because of Orlov's escape. It is obvious that the information obtained by this senior cadre of the Marauding Army is meaningless, utter nonsense, and will mislead the enemy in the wrong direction.

The day and night were short, and he put the flaming sword into his sheath, glanced at the corpse of Rogge, who was no longer alive on the ground, and the flesh and blood on his chest were charred and blurred, and searched the corpse expressionlessly.

The only thing of value among Rogge's belongings was the platinum amulet around his neck, which looked like an oval shield.

[Avoidance Detection Talisman (Green Fine, Items, Magical Items, Talisman)]

Put the talisman into the system backpack, the day is long and the night is short, and the game panel pops up, and the experience points obtained pop up.

[Kill the target and extract soul energy!] 】

[You gain 823 experience points!] 】

Killing a level 49 thief is of course more than 800 points. It's just that the days are long and the nights are short, and you have to share experience points with other players who participated in the battle and survived, so you can't enjoy all the experience exclusively. But the experience of this battle alone is almost enough to rise to level 29 in the long days and short nights.

There is a threshold between the second and third orders, and when you enter the third order, you will be a real mid-level professional, and you will be able to participate in the battles of the strong to a certain extent.

Rogge fell to the corpse on the ground, and on his flesh and blood, a little purple light appeared, converging into a skill card. On the surface of the skill card, a sharp blade wrapped in shadows is drawn.

After the card appeared, it flew towards the long days and short nights, and when it touched the center of her eyebrows, it turned into a little light and merged into the body of the long days and short nights.

[You have obtained the skill card "Shadow Attack" (Green Finesse, Skill, Spell/Martial Arts)]

The Demon Warrior class is not as versatile as a mage, and the spells that can be learned are mostly attack, protection, and enchanted weapons.

This [Shadow Kill] can attach a corrosive shadow to a melee attack, which is good, and after hitting the enemy, the shadow will continue to erode the enemy's vitality like a maggot on the tarsal bone. If the surrounding environment is dark, the lethality will increase even further.

"It's a pity that my [Flame Tongue Sword] already has some fire, so I may not be able to fully exert the power of this skill." The length of the day and the length of the night were briefly judged.

At the same time, players celebrate their victory while picking up the fanny packs left behind by the two thieves and submitting a quest to sacrifice to Siphel.

All the small items on the player's body that can be carried with them and included in the system backpack can be handed over to the Devil Grand Duke Syphael through the game system, similar to believers sacrificing items to the gods. But after all, Sifer is only the Grand Duke of the Devil, not a true deity, and cannot accept larger objects.

[Mission Key Items Submitted]

【Mission Accomplished】

[All participants, 20 XP points will be rewarded!] 】

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In the castle of the lords, on the obsidian floor tiles in front of Siphael and Lulu, two half-broken fanny packs were outlined one after another, because of the previous explosion, there were many holes in the fanny packs, and they were covered with mud and dust.

Sifer gave Lulu a look, and Lulu looked at the lord for a moment, then immediately understood, stepped forward, opened the two fanny packs on the ground, and examined the contents inside.

The contents of the fanny pack were simple, just a little bread, a kettle, a bottle of fine wine from hell, a total of twenty soul coins, a few quills, and a small notebook for taking notes.

In the last compartment of Orlov's fanny pack, Lulu found a beautiful wood carving that appeared to be carved from ebony and less than the size of a palm. The wood carving is lifelike, depicting a man in an ornate fluffy coat, standing up straight, his head up, and a grim smile on his face.

"Strange, what does this sculpture do?" Lulu played with the sculpture in her hand, but couldn't figure out what it was for.

Siefer's eyes narrowed, a glimmer of gold flashed in his pupils, trying to identify the sculpture. Unfortunately, in his eyes, the sculpture seemed to have nothing special about it, and it seemed to be just the most ordinary wood sculpture with no supernatural powers.

Ordinary wood carving······

Woodcarving? Sculpture? Idol! Sifel's pupils widened suddenly, and panic and consternation appeared on his face.

"Sia-sama Siefer, this wood carving is not a magical item. I guess it's just an ordinary handicraft. The look is a little familiar, though. ”

Lulu also used the game system that comes with "Dawn" to identify the humanoid wood carving and confirmed that there was nothing unusual, but she always felt that the image in the wood carving had been seen somewhere.

After thinking for two seconds, Lulu suddenly remembered that the image of this wood carving was none other than the 8th Layer Lord of Hell, Mephistopheles!

"My lord, this sculpture ······" Lulu said as she turned her head away.

As Lulu turned her head, she saw her hurried down from the obsidian throne.

He snatched the wood carving from Lulu's hand, and golden-red flames poured out of Siefer's hand, instantly incinerating the wood carving, which was not blessed with any supernatural power, to ashes.

"Siefer-sama?" Lulu was stunned for a moment, her face was confused, and she didn't react, she squeaked and asked, "Is this wood carving a plum ······?"

"Don't say the name!" Sifer gulped, gagging Lulu, who was going to mention the name "Mephistopheles".

Lulu covered her mouth and panicked back in her seat. She was surprised to find that Master Siefer, who had always looked mysterious, actually had a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead, and the expression on his face was extremely solemn.

This shows how dangerous the scene just happened is!

What's going on with that Mephistopheles wood carving? Even Lord Siffel is so serious? If it had been a few minutes late, that wood carving wouldn't have turned into a real Mephistopheles, would it? Lulu's extraordinary imagination as a painter made her can't help but think about it, and she honestly sat on the obsidian seat, not daring to say a word.

After confirming that Mephistopheles' sculpture had been burned to ashes and that there were no other Mephistopheles-related items in his two fanny packs, Siefer's grim expression softened a little. He slowly sat back on the obsidian throne and explained to Lulu:

"Lulu, how much do you know about the authority of the gods?"

"Understand, understand······ Uh, well, not at all. Lulu said.

"Luckily, I know some." Sifer's tone tended to soften, as an angel under the command of the goddess, although he didn't know the secret of the priesthood card before, he still knew a lot about the authority of the gods, at least much more than the vast majority of ninth-order devils.

Lord Seiffel is too modest, he's the Devil's Grand Duke! The level of knowledge is definitely not comparable to those devils who have not even reached the legendary level······ Wait, what does this have to do with the sculpture just now? Lulu didn't say a word, nodded silently, and waited for the lord to continue explaining.

Siefel turned his head, his fingertips tapping lightly on the handle of the obsidian throne, and his tone was soothing but quite serious:

"The gods have many incredible powers, the most typical of which is divine perception.

"The gods can perceive the situation around the statues and temples to a certain extent. In contrast, I can only share the player's vision, and I can't directly perceive things that the player doesn't see, such as the player's blind spot.

"In addition, once someone mentions the name or honor of a deity, the deity may also perceive it and observe the surrounding scene."

Listening to Sifer's explanation of the knowledge of the gods, Lulu didn't dare to say anything, but she had to answer.

"So, from now on," Seefer's voice slowly raised, his voice a little harsh, "don't mention the name of the Hell Lord in words or words. Of course, it doesn't matter if you just think about it. ”

"I see, Sia-sama Sifer, I won't talk about it again······ Uh, his name. Lulu nodded incessantly, but as soon as she agreed, she suddenly realized something, and her body trembled.

Mephistopheles, the eighth layer lord, is a god?

As if he knew what Lulu was thinking, Siefel explained:

"Lulu, I've heard such rumors before, in addition to the Lord of the Nine Hells, the Devil Grand Duke of the Eighth Layer of Hell, the Deputy Monarch of Hell who is above ten thousand people under one person, is also a divine power existence. Compared to the evil gods who live in hell and ordinary hell lords, the existence of both hell lords and gods is undoubtedly much more terrifying. ”

Seeing Lulu's stunned look, Siefel comforted again:

"Of course, this is just a statement, and I'm not sure if that Hell Lord really has divine powers. It's just today's events that make me more and more sure of this conjecture. ”

Siefel looked at the remaining ashes in his hand, lost in thought, and couldn't help but be a little afraid.

When Orlov and Rog infiltrated the player's novice village just now, Mephistopheles's gaze may have already been projected!

He may be hiding in the ice palace of the eighth layer of hell, staying at home, but silently watching everything.

What's even more terrifying is that the players also sacrificed their backpacks to themselves.

If Sifer wasn't an angel under the command of the goddess, but just a ninth-order devil who was lucky enough to become a hell lord, he wasn't that sensitive to the gods, or he didn't check his backpack in the first place.

Then this Mephistopheles idol is in his room.

Siffel wasn't quite sure how much he would be able to interfere with divine perception after gaining the Grand Duke authority of [Plane Concealment], but being exposed to the gaze of a hostile god makes people shudder to think about it.

"It's still a little weird·····

(End of chapter)