Vanna stood still and waited for her spiritual fluctuations due to divination. She had just performed a dream divination on the condition of "an extraordinary event in the city of Yetonaev", and briefly saw a wandering evil spirit, a golden ring on the demon's hand, and a vague shadow of a cyclops.

As soon as the shadow of the giant appeared in her consciousness, she was out of the divination state as if she had been hit hard, and the blood vessels under her eyes were ruptured, and she shed blood and tears.

With a flip of her right hand, Fanna shook off the delicately cut paper figure as a stand-in with a "snap", and regained her eyesight in the shortest possible time. Spirituality damaged just by prying into a high-ranking presence cannot be repaired by a paper figure stand-in. She summoned the flamestream, burned the stack of materials she had stolen from the mine office, and turned her gaze to Elijah, who had stubbornly sat in place without Douglas's advice.

"Old man, have you ever heard of the two places 'Orville' and 'Tiran'?"

Ilya didn't look up, looking too lazy to pay attention to her.

So Vanna left directly, returned to the dormitory building the same way, and used meditation and other means to stabilize her state until Douglas returned.

After informing Vanna of Anderson's arrangements, Douglas retrieved a piece of paper and drew a simple map on his lap to help Vanna find the location of the church school. Fanna held her chin and looked at the charcoal markers and buildings one by one, and suddenly asked, "Actually, it's okay for me to stay here." ”

"Nope." Douglas looked up at her with a look of disapproval, "Don't you think that seed Anderson said is dangerous?" ”

"You know the danger, too!" Vanna made an exaggerated expression in mockery, "Why are you willing to come back when you know the danger?" Aren't you afraid of death? ”

"I'm fast."

Douglas raised his left hand with "wriggling hunger." The spiritual world and the real world are closely related and special, and it is difficult to completely limit the "travel" that belongs to the five levels of the sequence unless it is specifically targeted.

Then he added, "And if you're here, I'll have a hard time if something goes wrong." ”

"Hey, I'm taller than you, okay?"

"I mean, if you have a seed on you and become a monster that is half plant and half human......" Douglas said angrily as he shoved the map into Vanna's hand, "I'm going to kill you because I'm soft-hearted, and then we'll all be done together, understand?" ”

"Poof......

Vana burst out laughing, laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten up. Douglas nudged her shoulder with a little annoyance: "Get out of Anderson and laugh, get out." ”

"Good good ......"

Considering that there were other hidden extraordinaries here, Douglas was not prepared to stay in his alone room, and sent Vana to the wall by the way. It wasn't until she climbed over the wall that Vanna stopped teasing and turned her head to look at him seriously: "Don't die, I'll be sad too." ”

It doesn't have to be ...... Douglas always felt that this "sadness" was not serious, so he did not respond, turned around and left.

His mission is in one word: wait.

But there's more to be done than that. Before the twilight that could be dangerously coming, Douglas had a few little things to work out.

He first took off his "wriggling hunger" and patiently communicated with the human leather glove: "Would you like to advance your prayer tonight?" ”

"Wriggling hunger" has few side effects under Amon's seal, but it is very individual, such as insisting on praising the "true Creator" three times a day, usually at the beginning of the three meals. For those who wear it, the only difference between this praise and the whispering of evil gods is that it is not polluted, but it can still cause a series of side effects such as headaches, auditory hallucinations, and spiritual fluctuations.

Of course, it's okay to simply take it off and put it in a no-man's land, and it's okay to carry a few mushrooms with you for deterrence. It's just that Douglas relied on "creeping hunger" to fight and save his life, and couldn't simply and rudely ignore it.

He also had reason to worry that such a low sequence of his own, threatening "wriggling hunger" without Amun's raiding array, would be eaten by this glove with a turn of face and no recognition.

Fortunately, "Creeping Hunger" is a seal with ideas and living characteristics, and it can still be done with a little discussion.

So after enduring half an hour of unrepeated praise of the "true Creator", Douglas felt that if his ears were alive, he would have run away from home by this time.

"No wonder the members of the Aurora Society always feel crazy......

For Douglas, the only thing to gain from listening to this whisper was that it was mixed with ritual and occult knowledge.

Today, for example, "Wriggling Hunger" unconsciously recited the names of several paths that can be interchangeable with "Secret Invoker", and the incomplete recipe for "Reader".

Dizzy and dizzy, Douglas wiped the sweat from his forehead and put the gloves back on his left hand, circled around and returned to the public cafeteria, picking a position not far from the door, with his back against the wall, and slowly recovering his spirituality from the "wriggling hunger" while waiting.

It wasn't until two hours had passed that the people who had been housed here came to the cafeteria one after another, ready to have dinner.

From the first person to step through the door of the cafeteria, Douglas switches the herding soul to the "Apostle of Desire" and opens the "Danger Prediction".

Because of the need to continuously provide spirituality during use and the inability to switch to other souls, "Danger Prediction" is a bit of a problem on weekdays, but it is very suitable for dealing with the current situation.

If someone has malicious intentions towards Douglas and has the ability to put it into practice, Douglas will anticipate the other party's behavior in advance and have a fairly active first move.

He hoped to find the extraordinary person who had hidden in the crowd and planted the "moonlight seed" for himself before dusk.

Male, female, emaciated, strong...... Douglas broke the bread and threw it into the beetroot soup, casually looking at everyone who walked in, and in the middle saw Evan taking pictures of himself in the afternoon.

The latter naturally took a meal and enjoyed it alone.

Until no one entered the cafeteria, Douglas was still unaware of the "malice" directed at him.

It seems that pulling out the seeds will not attract the attention of the other party, or that the hidden extraordinary person feels that he has completed the task and has quietly left.

He relaxed a little, put the cold beetroot soup in his mouth, and didn't care about the sweetness and sourness of the tomato and the crispness of the cabbage leaves, and finished his dinner. At this moment, the light outside the window has gradually weakened, and an orange sunset has appeared on the horizon.

……

Ilya, wiping the sword, stopped as the dim light spread to his feet, slowly stood up, moved his body, and hung the shotgun that had been placed at his feet behind his shoulder, and the powder pouch at his waist.

Coupled with the sword and the pitted cuirass, his image became more and more bizarre and ridiculous.

A middle-aged man with gray hair and green eyes came to Ilya's side at some point, looking at each other with a smile.

Ilya doesn't seem to have a problem with Aven's appearance at all. Maybe all the old man's obsession now is to find the murderer of his son, and he has no time to care.

With his instincts, honed on the battlefield for more than ten years, Ilya felt a certain dignified atmosphere. He raised his sword and walked cautiously in the direction of the cafeteria, until his eyes reflected a figure that was not as dark as a living person.

The figure seemed to be composed of a cloudy cloud of black gas, and its limbs were long to the point of being somewhat deformed; Probably at the head there were two flickering green ghost fires, like a pair of eyes, full of undisguised greed and malice.

With a gasp, Ilya squeezed a word out of her teeth: "Evil Spirit ......"

He didn't expect that the murderer who roamed the town and might have killed his son was really the evil spirit that often appeared in folklore stories!

When he saw the evil spirit, the evil spirit also stopped walking towards the brightly lit cafeteria, turned to face Elijah, and slowly raised his hand.

That posture is very familiar to Ilya, it is clearly a posture of raising a sword!

Behind, Ai Wen, who was full of leisurely face, saw this scene, cleared his throat, and said loudly as if no one was around:

"Yes, you're right. This evil spirit used to be a 'knight' too, well, not quite the same as you know of a knight.

"You know him, he's the bishop of the city, the previous one.

"Perhaps you don't know him either, the bishop whom you have praised as pious and friendly, who betrayed his faith and his duty on the day of the defeat of the war, and wanted to leave with the seal of the Church.

"Unfortunately, he was tainted by the breath of the fallen gods and died silently somewhere on the mountain behind you. Later, it was discovered by the members of the 'Resurrectionists' and used blasphemy to create evil spirits. ”

With the narration of this story, the evil spirit gradually condensed a long sword that was not real enough, but faintly shone in its hand.

Ilya didn't seem to hear Aven's noisy voice.

Although the scene in front of him defied the old man's cognition for more than sixty years, at this moment, in Ilya's mind, there was only one voice that took root and grew stronger.

"Haha, you know that the chivalry you practice has been eliminated for decades! No one cares about you, a bad old man who is obsessed with old dreams! Even the son you have high hopes for doesn't bother to learn any bullshit honor and bravery, but resents you because of your rigorous training and distances himself from you!

"But none of that matters, you're here to kill it. It doesn't matter if it's an evil spirit or something, if it kills your heir, you swear in the name of a knight that you will pay for it with blood!

"You suddenly realize that this is a great opportunity! Nothing proves you right like killing a fallen bishop! Presumably, your grandson, who is tired of hearing old stories, will also be proud of his grandfather!

"Please, noble knight! Let the world see what a true knight is! ”

That's right.

As Evan became more and more excited, and opened the curtain of the play with his open hands like a announcer on the stage, the old man no longer thought, but raised his sword in the same way.

Since it's an enemy, kill it.

Kill it!

The two very different long swords collided violently in this way, and the sonorous sound of metal grinding was heard far away.

Far away as Douglas, who was sitting in the cafeteria, faintly caught the tinkling sound.

When he walked out of the cafeteria among a few people who liked to join in the fun, his eyes immediately widened in surprise by the sight in the distance.

The strange humanoid black mist exuded a cold and bloodthirsty aura, undoubtedly an evil spirit.

And the other person, with his strange shape, was undoubtedly the old man Ilya whom he had seen in the afternoon.

Douglas never dreamed that an old man in his prime-old years could fight with an evil spirit that obviously had extraordinary factors!

It's not scientific...... No, it's not occult! Douglas couldn't help but walk forward quickly, trying to get a clearer look.

As the distance narrowed, and by the light that was still bright at dusk, he suddenly felt that the figure of the old man Ilya was much taller than in the afternoon, and there was no longer any sign of rickets.

Even the clothes on the old man's body were propped up by bulging muscles, and the bare skin could be seen with bruised tendons......

However, when he looked closely, Douglas's face turned pale instantly.

The blue-gray thing that was dormant under the old man's skin and constantly agitated had a very rough surface, more like, more like the rhizome of some kind of plant spreading outward than normal blood vessels and meridians!

The story Anderson told passed through his mind in an instant. Douglas looked at Elijah's face and neck in disbelief, and saw that the old man's neck was stretched out by similar branches, and on his cheeks, which should have been congested and red from vigorous exercise, tiny branches wriggled like maggots, as if they were ready to break open the folds of human skin.

That's why Ilya is able to fight the evil spirits!

"No ......"

Glancing at the sky with a somewhat confused mind, Douglas found that the red moon had not yet risen, and subconsciously felt that Ilya was still saved!

But when his gaze fell on the face that was beginning to sprout green leaves even in his sockets, he could not deceive his reason.

It's too late.

In the seconds he hesitated, the battle between the evil spirit and Elijah had intensified. Even with the support of extraordinary plants, Ilya was still defeated by the evil spirits who were already very good at fighting, and gradually fell behind.

Thinking of the ordinary people behind him and in the cafeteria who didn't know anything about the extraordinary, Douglas knew he shouldn't have thought so much.

His nature, the upbringing he had received since childhood, the habits he had cultivated in the church, and the regret that he had not been able to do anything about seeing his companions die not so long ago, and his hatred for his own cowardice...... Let Douglas feel a certain detached calmness in this moment.

Without wasting time trying to persuade those behind him to leave, a sword-shaped sword covered in sulfur flames appeared in Douglas's hand, and under his instigation, he forcefully intervened in the battle between the evil spirits and Elijah!

The people who came out to see the excitement may not have noticed Ilya's strange appearance, but they can't ignore the appearance of the "lava sword". This scene, which defied common sense, suddenly made many people open their mouths wide in astonishment, and they lost the idea and courage to continue to get closer. When a few of the most timid men turned and shouted for flight, everyone stepped back, trying to get away from the three who were in the scuffle.

Douglas didn't bother to pay attention to what was behind him, his goal was only to separate the evil spirit from Elijah, kill the former as much as possible, and reduce the probability of the evil spirit hurting people later.

As for Ilya...... Douglas tried not to think about it.

The wielded "Lava Sword" slashed through the demon's dim sword and slashed straight towards the demon's body in a cloud of black mist. The dark green flame in the eye socket of the evil spirit swayed twice, and it turned around wisely to avoid its edge, and took a few steps back.

Then, with a sword in one hand, the evil spirit raised the other to point at Douglas.

A golden ring was embedded in the demonic mist's black mist, barely recognizable finger. At the same time, the demon's head cracked open a fist-sized hole, and with difficulty it opened and closed, spitting out an ancient Hermetian word:

"Stream...... Put......! ”