As soon as Infit woke up, he was no longer in the room of the city lord's tower, although the "decoration" style was very different, but the strong smell of blood, the corpses everywhere, and those who dragged the corpses, made the early Infit not have time to come back to his senses, and he realized where he was.

Back to the food circle.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed Infit's foot and dragged it slowly, and he took Infit for a corpse.

The first form of the god walk - do not move!

The hand that grabbed Infit's foot and passed through it, as if his hand had turned into a cloud of air.

"Huh," the man whispered, and Infeit had already jumped backwards.

"It turned out that he didn't die, bother" Infeit put on an offensive stance, but the man ignored him, turned around and left, his poor body, and heavy dark circles under his eyes, all proved that he had stayed up for many dark nights.

In the city lord tower, Sherlock watched Infit's performance from the magic crystal ball, he was still quite disappointed, the fifth and sixth circles have their own rules, so as long as they are not in the night game, they will rarely kill in the streets.

But Infeit was unguarded when she fell asleep, and even when she woke up, she was still leisurely and confused, and she didn't wake up until she was dragged by someone, and even when she was awake, she didn't choose to come forward and kill at the first time, just like a gentleman's game, first open the distance, and then attack.

It doesn't look like a man who could die at any moment.

"In the past few years, there has been too little experience for him," Sherlock said with a sigh.

Infit didn't expect that the state here was different from what he imagined, all the people here, not fighting or robbing, they each dragged their own corpses, if they took a fancy to each other about the same corpse, there would always be one person who gave in first.

Infit looked at all of this and wondered a little - this is the training that Dad wanted to involve himself in?

The stench of blood had become accustomed to Infit's nose after a brief period of disgust, and he found a house without turning on the lights and did not know if there was anyone inside.

You can't live on the street for eight months, it's uncomfortable in the dark.

Infit thought, if anyone in this house will beat him out, no one will live in it, if the original owner comes back, he will still beat him out, anyway, here are the most evil people, no need to keep his hands.

Infit slowly approached the door, first using his extrasensory realm to feel if there was anyone around him, or if there was any underlying gaze staring at him.

No one, the place that Infit picked was not bad.

Infit stretched out his right hand to touch the door, he slowly closed his eyes, and a slight fluctuation followed his hand, slowly spreading throughout the room.

Six-Star Extension Mystery II • Induction!

There is one person!

An old man, who was carrying what seemed to be a good amount of food, brought it to the table one by one.

The second form of the Celestial Walk - One Step!

Bright Blade!

After Infit made sure that there was no one else inside, the next second, he walked directly through the door, without any movement, and he stood directly behind the old man.

The Bright Divine Blade pressed against the old man's neck, and the other arm wrapped around him and locked him: "I'm sorry" Even though it may be the most evil, Infeit must have this sentence.

Before the old man could react, he had just grabbed Infit's arm with both hands, and in the next second, the blazing light blade cut a hole in his neck.

Blood gushed out.

Infit looked at this scene, he felt that he had never done anything to someone who was not related to him, and he still had some pimples in his heart.

The old and gentle voice of the "young man" suddenly came from behind him, and Infit's heart that had been guilty and silent was suddenly startled.

This time, he turned around with a sword, the person in the room, he had to end his life, or there might be trouble.

But this time, the Bright Divine Blade, who had barely missed, seemed to be stuck in a quagmire for a moment, and Infit looked at the old man in front of him, he was holding his plate, and a pale black film appeared between him and Infit.

No matter how much you prick, you can't pierce it.

The old man stretched out his hand and pressed down Infit's sword-holding hand so naturally, Infeit was shocked, this old man seemed to have more strength than the sixth circle.

"Young man, don't you just want to eat, well, take it" The old man handed the rice bowl to Infit, who was suspicious and didn't dare to take it.

"Alas" the old man sighed, he knew why Infit was so vigilant, he picked up his own rice spoon, scooped a spoonful, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it heavily.

"Eat, it's all right," the old man handed the rice bowl to Infit.

Infit took the job at this time.

"Let's go, let's eat at the table" The old man patted Infit, and sat down on the table first, and in the same position just now, he still had his back to Infit, if Infeit was a real exile, he might not say a word and kill him again.

The old man didn't seem to have anything to do with it, he didn't care, and he didn't wait for Infit, he ate it in a big gulp, saying that the food on his table was quite fragrant, and it was not dead human flesh.

"Hmm, why haven't you come yet, it's okay, I've eaten it all, and none of them are poisonous" The old man took a few bites, and found that Infeit hadn't sat down yet, and looked back at him, and the food in his mouth was almost brought out by the talk.

Infit slowly sat down across from the old man, he always maintained his magic fluctuations, and even, if he pulled Infit's chair away now, he would half-squat and not fall down.

Infeit didn't eat, he looked at the old man's appearance, he really didn't have any defense against himself.

"Eat quickly, if you don't eat it again, it will be cold," said the old man.

Infeit said "um", "Okay", and he ate little by little.

Still strange, he put down the bowl and asked the old man, "Why don't you kill me, or, drive me away"

"Why should I kill you or drive you away," the old man asked rhetorically, but he straightened out Infit, and he seemed to have no problem saying so.

"How long have you been here?" asked Infit, wondering if the old man had just come in, by sheer strength and luck.

The old man smiled: "I have been here for more time than you, I know what you have to ask, wait a while, let's talk about it after eating, in the exiled land, food is the most precious, I have been busy all day, and I have only gotten a little more than a day, you are considered to have come early, otherwise, I can't let you in"

After the old man finished speaking, he ignored Infeit and continued to eat, Infeit looked at the old man's appearance, and always felt strange, but he couldn't say it, his stomach was indeed hungry, and he ate slowly.

"It's so full," the old man put down the bowl and leaned back on his chair, "It's so comfortable, yesterday was a bumper harvest"

"You were in the midst of a crackdown yesterday?" asked Infit.

"Well, aren't you there? Where are you from?" the old man looked at Infit, but as if he didn't need to answer, he continued, "I was lucky enough to gain vision yesterday, so I took the opportunity to go to other people's houses and steal a lot of food, an hour, I took about three or four days' amount, my house was cast by me with black magic, hidden magic array, when it is dark and people who can't see it, they can't touch my house, they will involuntarily bypass, so I usually stay in my own house"

"Just now?"

"That's also black magic, the life-saving magic I set up, you said that a young man like you, suddenly came in quietly, a knife was fatal, and my old man didn't have time to react, so I set up a one-time magic that would decompose into the dark element when I was fatally damaged, which can save my life"

There was really nothing wrong with the old man's statement, and Infit continued to ask: "Then why don't you kill me?"

"You, the murderous aura is unstable, you look at it for a long time after killing, ignore the movements around you, obviously not specifically do assassination, I even think that you may not have killed anyone, or, you don't like to kill, so, old man, I guess, you should be the same as me, you didn't really commit any crime and were exiled"

Then the old man talked to Infit about how he had come in.

The old man claimed to be a member of the Harding Church, a shadowy end.

The Church of Mordism did not have such an organization before, but it was later established, in fact, to rationalize some black magic, such as the puppet magic of the Cranmore Cult and the dark magic of the Holy Bishop's life to death, they were all black magic that was not recognized by the Modic Sect before, but Pope Otone believed at the time that magic is not black and white, and the promise of God is white.

Therefore, the dark mages who were willing to serve them were organized together and a new church body was formed, which was called the Dark End, and others called it the shadow of the Church.

Many dark magicians are actually forced to participate in the dark church and evil church because of the oppression of the Modeist Church, or do some underground deeds to barely make a living, after the church issued a divine summoning order, many black magicians chose to quit the dark church or the evil church, this move may be the most destructive shot for the dark church and the evil church in the history of Otun as the pope.

"I used to be at the dark end of Blackwood County in Harding District, and the status of the dark end is not as high as that of Hardingism, but I don't belong to Hardingism, but I was assigned to Blackwood County by the Harding Sect, and I basically listened to the dispatch of the priest of Blackwood County of the Harding Sect," the old man said.

"In a battle to annihilate the evil church, I am responsible for eliminating some people who the church does not want to keep alive, even if it is to kill their own people, because the Harding Sect, I don't know if you understand it, they are the closest to the evil church, the dark church, and the underground forces in the seven major sects, and every time an evil church is annihilated, there are always a lot of Hardin traitors who can be dug out from it, so what we do in the Harding Sect is basically this kind of ugly thing" Infeit had heard a lot from Esby about the rotting of Harding from within.

The old man didn't seem to treat Infit as an outsider, and continued: "But this time, someone within us told us the exact battle news in advance about the Annihilation of the Akamana Sect, so we fell into their trap, nearly a hundred or so squads, basically all of them were wiped out, and those who could escape back did not have a good life, almost all of them were arrested as scapegoats, and I was no exception, most of the people who were not tortured to death were sent here."

The fate is almost the same as that of Aceby, and Infit even guesses that they should be involved in a battle.

A new chapter is presented, I hope you like it.