Half an hourglass had passed, but the white bat had been wrapped around his arm like this, indifferent to whatever commands he had given in the Whisper of the Heart—not pretending, her mind was completely unconsciously calm, all reason had vanished, and even judgment seemed to have escaped to the depths of consciousness.

It's a hassle.

"What the hell did you do to her? This little creature seems to be scared, well, I mean, you actually scared a vampire duke like that? I remember they were all very bold, and there are many places where vampires are storming temples now?"

Elena had a faint smile in her voice, perhaps because in her memory, the Psychic Warlock had few failures, but now she was frowning at a small furry creature with a look of helplessness

"Yes, that's why I had to take strong drugs...... Edward sighed: "I thought she could help get something, but it's no fun now." I can't even get down......"

His voice paused.

Because while he was speaking, the white bat suddenly let go of the little paw that had been grasping his wrist, and pounced on Elena with a whoosh, and then ...... grabbed her arm and wrapped it around it.

What is this for?

Originally, he thought that it was the positive energy aura of the holy warrior that made the bat lady hostile, but it was not the case - the little thing wrapped around Elena's arm and raised its little head, and its small red eyes stared at Elena left and right. Finally, he stretched out a wing, scratched the top of his head with his small paws, looked up and lowered his head. shook his pointed ears......

A white pom-pom arched in the hand begging to be touched, in this case, it seems that few people can bear to refuse, especially girls...... So Elena couldn't help but be amused by the cute look, and reached out and stroked her little head a few more times, but the thing just got off the donkey and wrapped itself directly around the paladin's arm. Even his eyes were closed, and a mouse-like face showed a 'comfortable' expression.

Feed...... What about your discipline as a high vampire?

Edward sighed a little again.

As a psychiocrat who knows a lot about the brain, he probably knows what happened to the vampire - something that could be called stress syndrome. In fact, it is the instinctive reaction of the animal after its fear reaches the extreme - the methods of the Spider Girl series are not only to force a confession for this unlucky little girl, but also a reorganization of the three views, and she obviously left some psychological trauma on this...... Even have given up being a man, no. It is the possibility of being a higher being. Buried all sanity deeply, leaving only instinct. So being touched by the Holy Warrior is probably not important to her at all, right?

If she's an ordinary creature, then it's not a big deal, although the psychic warlock's understanding of soul problems is not very deep, but it can be used to treat a communication disorder or something, but this thing is an undead...... And it's a high-level undead.

Edward didn't know much about vampires. But through these battles, he also knows that the body of the blood clan is not actually the abode of a complete soul. Somewhat similar to the Lich - the souls of these high undead are not completely placed in the body, so they can be nearly 'immortal', which is especially difficult to destroy. Although relatively completely like a puppet-controlled lich, vampires actually have more soul components left in their bodies, which is why Edward can use Guò's psychic ability to instill some perceptual psionic abilities in her and read her thoughts, but now that she wants to find her sanity, the only way to find her soul is to get her coffin where she hosts.

However, eighty percent of that thing is in the hands of the Ring of Everything, or at least it is indirectly controlled by them, so this vampire lady will obey their orders, and even a little bit of a non-stop meaning.

It's a pity that Edward was almost about to take out the location of her coffin before, but he didn't grasp the problem of goodness for a while, and when she emptied the 'liquid' in her stomach, it may have been too stimulating, and her state became like this.

"It's funny, it's the first time I've seen a vampire prototype, and it doesn't seem to be the same as what Pastor Tariq taught us?"

Gently stroking the little bat's head, watching her squint like a small animal, Elena said softly: "I remember that the undead are completely intolerant of positive energy, and the paladin or priest will make them retreat or become violent just because you are there, but this little thing doesn't seem to be afraid of me at all, and it's not fierce, right?"

"The bat form is just something that vampires use to escape, and it's certainly not very violent, and they should be able to turn into wolves, or fog or something. Of course, in fact, you guys...... Well, in short, vampires' abilities are comparable to lifespan, and there are very few who really have this ability. ”

Edward's voice paused—after all, the vampires of this world were somewhat similar to the fantasy species he knew, but they were exactly the same without verification, so his experience of not knowing if it was wrong or not might not work. If there is really that kind of guy with a red trench coat and a level of three million lives, it is estimated that even if he doesn't have a gun, the current Edward will still not be able to beat him: "But no matter how cute she looks like, you have to pay attention to the fact that she is still a high-level vampire, and she may wake up at some point." ”

"In that case, I think it's better to purify her directly. Elena said, but apparently this was just talking—her fingers tickled the little bat's chin, and the little thing stretched out its thin tongue to lick her fingertips, making her smile softer: "However, without her cooperation, we can't get the fragments of royal power, right?"

"No, although it's a little more troublesome, but it's actually a cover-up. ”

Edward explained in detail:

"It's just that except for the shaman, no living person can enter the cemetery. Whereas, shamans can only go in on certain days of the year. These seem to be seals made by some kind of magic circle, and if you want to violate it, you have to tear down the magic circle, and that kind of movement is very big. So. The easiest way to do this is to put an undead spirit in, take something and come out. If she can't use it, then I'll have to go in on my own. ”

Fragments of royal power are scattered throughout the multiverse waiting for a chance to be resurrected, and it's no surprise that Krurod has one here. But it seems that this thing was obtained by a great shaman hundreds of thousands of years ago—or did he use its power to become a great shaman? It was put into the shaman's graveyard.

Shamans believe in the power of death and spirits, and their cemeteries are built together and rightfully regarded as sacred places. No entry is permitted. That's why the Circle of Everything hasn't gotten that piece until now, and Edward, though he has controlled all the four great shamans in power, wants to enter the cemetery, although it is much easier than them. But it's not completely unscrupulous.

And there are still dangers.

There is no school of the undead among psychic abilities. But for Edward now, turning into an undead is not a very difficult thing to do. It's just that he doesn't like it - shamans themselves are spellcasters who are good at manipulating souls, and the graveyard is home to the corpses of shamans who have died for hundreds of years, and even the shamans themselves don't believe in the slightest mutation.

In addition, there may be a lot of traps and other things in it to guard against intruders, because it is too old to know all of them. And according to the rules, shamans can only give him some guidance at most. But they couldn't go in with him, no one knew. What the hell will happen to you when you get inside?

"I think, aren't you a little too anxious?" Stroking the little bat, Elena muttered, "We can go back to your city first, and then think about the fragments of royal power." As long as you connect Burgundy to here, you can always have enough people to help, right?"

Edward was silent.

If Burgundy is invoked, this kind of trivial matter is of course nothing - Katzejek is also an undead, and he is more reliable than a vampire in any way, and with his current influence, of course, he can immediately gather the power of the shaman temple and teleport back to Burgundy through the guò array...... The two are connected, and anything can be solved.

But what about after that?

"I'm still worried about being discovered. The power of the present ...... It's too thin. He said simply.

Edward's return to the main material plane, although not absolutely secret, has not yet spread - at least the news of the return of all things will not be actively disseminated. But if he returns to Burgundy, it may not be.

You must know that if you talk about the most enemies in the entire multiverse now, I am afraid that you will have to find his name in the first few places, although the goddess of magic and the god of mages are no longer there, but the god of the storm Taj, the god of knowledge, Sigma, the god of the elves and the queen of spiders, have all suffered large and small losses in the hands of Edward, as long as a few of these gods get his current situation, if they can't think of trouble coming to him for a while, it will be another round of difficult to deal with.

The enemy of the whole world, or the best way to describe his current situation.

Elena was silent, her brush-like thick eyelashes drooping and trembling slightly.

Of course she knew a lot about his situation, if not all, but it was enough for her to judge the current situation, and it was precisely because of this that she had just said what she had just said—in any case, the forces gathered in that city should be able to hold up a barrier in this situation that is by no means optimistic, and could give him some comfort.

The feeling of tense nerves, worrying about whether she would be directly ruined by unimaginable forces, was too heavy—the deepest feeling of all the experiences left in her heart after a trip to hell. Even though she had never really taken on the pressure, the mere worry of sharing it had made her feel suffocated from time to time...... And the person in front of him has been bearing this pressure alone for a long, long time......

If you can. At the very least, some people should be asked to help him and share the oppression.

But in her heart, all kinds of things she knew about Edward also let her know the answer. That man, Edward Vincent, would never have chosen to do this.

She lifted her eyelids slightly and looked at the face of the man in front of her...... Ordinary, thin, and somewhat bloodless at the corners of his mouth always have a little gentle, sly smile. Just if you get along for a long time. You will know that his smile at this moment is not sincere, but to comfort the person in front of him. Although this person's way of doing things is not at all bound by any constraints, whether it is righteousness. Deity, or belief...... He is always selfish in it to get what he can get, but his selfishness is not limited to himself - in this 'selfishness', the people around him always seem to be ahead of his own safety. For these people. He never seemed to care about risking his life.

It's like yourself......

It's like Cecilia......

But it's not just the girls around him. The civilians of Burgundy who came to him were equally unwanted to be harmed, even in the present situation......

"Don't be nervous. ”

Noticing the girl's silence, Edward chuckled and reached out to hold her hand: "There are a lot of people who are paying attention to me, and if he doesn't do it now, then he naturally has some scruples, so as long as the status quo is maintained, or he simply can't find me." I think we're safe for the time being. It's just that I'm back in Burgundy, and they might blow up the nest. So I still have to be prepared. ”

The so-called preparation is naturally a fragment of royal power.

"If this little guy can't recover, how are you going to get that thing?" Elena shook her head slightly, temporarily letting go of that worry: "You should know what the shaman's tomb looks like, right?"

Edward smiled and flicked his fingers.

The light swam in front of him, outlining a faintly lustrous illusion, the inverted pyramid-shaped tomb slowly swirling, and the translucent walls, the layers of space and passages were delicate and clear.

"If the memory of the Supreme Shaman is not in question, their burial ground is an underground palace divided into six floors. The various levels of shamans are buried separately, but it is not a labyrinth, just for the religious rituals that take place every few years, and there are several paths in the cemetery to move around, the only one that is either coincidental or to reach the place where the great shaman with the fragment of royal power is. None of them are shortcuts. ”

He whispered, and part of the pale blue illusion changed its luster to green, outlining the passages. But some of them are bright red.

"There are some magic traps in this, which are not a big problem, the problem is that they don't know what kind of wind their ancestors had, and they made the partition between each layer into an integrated magic array, supporting protection and dust removal, etc., so if you want to teleport and penetrate, you can only take the passage. However, the passage of the ghost thing is still staggered, and you can't pass it without walking through the middle straight road. If it weren't for the protection, I'd really like to make an easy passage for him to use dissociation. The seal was also a problem, and if it was completely cut off from the outside world, I would be able to enter the soul body. Not even a clone. ”

Elena looked at the slightly swirling three-dimensional map and muttered for a moment. "I still feel a bit risky," she said, "you said you were going to enter it as a ghost, didn't you? ”

"If you have royal power, you don't have to worry about it, because one of the characteristics of this thing is that it doesn't have much power until a certain time, and the last time I almost completely gathered it, Pan Duo Ryan can still only erode my control over the goods. Edward said, "And now, if it's just Pandorian Ryan, he won't be able to help me." ”

This is not bragging...... The last time he fought head-to-head with Pan Duo Ryan's body, he also snatched a lot of souls as clones from the other party, this time even if the other party was really prepared, Edward could suppress it, and there was still a way to escape.

Elena was silent for a while, she stared at the smile on the man's face, her eyes moved slightly, as if she was thinking about something, but finally she just sighed: "Now I don't seem to be able to help you with anything...... I can only wish you a qiē be careful. ”

"I know," Edward said, and then laughed, "I'll run away as soon as I find something wrong." You see, I'm still alive because I'm the best at it, and it's just a bunch of dead ghosts, and you're worried that they can be better than the gods? But you still have something you can do for me, like help me......"

He leaned over and whispered something in the girl's ear, which made her face flush at once.

"Nonsense!" she spat, "Who will give you ......"-

"If I can, I've always had a room, and if I don't leave room for something, it's only one way, and if I know someone who wants to be bad for me, or the people around me, then I'm going to do it for a tooth, and try not to leave any trouble. Unless I can't do it. (To be continued......)