I seem to be an evil god

Liu Dao touched his belly in confusion. There was a wound the size of a washbasin there just now, but now it has recovered as before. He touched the edge of the scar in disbelief. If it weren't for the memory of just now, this new and smooth His skin would even make him think that he was not injured at all.

Does the return ritual still have this effect?

Liu Dao racked his brain to think. He clearly remembered that when he took back the Earthly Dragon, it did not have this effect. At that time, he was seriously injured due to the 13 Elders Association. After that, he had to rest in Smith's secret residence for a week.

If we really want to talk about the difference between these two return rituals, it is that one is an earthly dragon and the other is a human.

Just like when he returned to Vivian last time, the piper also provided Liu Dao with a lot of complex long-range knowledge. Of course, it also focused on the collection and production of Yaxingnan.

Phoebe is the invisible flying arrow used by the flute player. It is a common broad-leaf plant named after its resemblance to Phoebe and its ability to become invisible.

Liu Dao looked at this inheritance carefully, and then curled his lips in disappointment.

This kind of nanmu itself is not hard and is very sensitive to temperature changes. It is not suitable for making ordinary weapons. That is to say, the ancestors of the Piper School found a new way to make this kind of invisible flying arrow.

And if you want to bring out the steely strength of the soft invisible Nan, you must practice the secret techniques of their school. Although the inheritance in the flute player's mind is relatively complete, the practice of the techniques cannot tolerate one person. Wording errors.

It's useless...Liu Dao shook his head regretfully. At this time, he was on his way out of the city. Except for the piper who wanted to regain his sanity, he arranged the other five people to Smith's company. As Liu Dao's humanoid transformation, they almost Like Vivian, both have a strange and terrifying ocean form, which is the Cthulhu form.

Liu Dao also borrowed this characteristic and sent it into the safest vault of Smith's home in the name of artwork and sculpture. Of course, many people, including Yuge, expressed strong protest against this proposal, and finally Liu Dao used a The veto power overturned their proposal to reject Liu Dao's suggestion.

Half an hour later, Liu Dao looked at the crowded West City Gate and smiled proudly. Since no one had come to block the passage out of the city yet, it meant that Di Xinglong and the others had not been caught yet.

As for the speed at which the Earth-walking Dragon moved underground, it meant that it had left the city without being caught.

Very good, the plan went very smoothly. All we have to do is go to the foggy swamp for handover, and the master criminal clown will disappear successfully.

"Snapped"

The proud Liu Dao was suddenly startled, and turned around to see an unexpected acquaintance, Diesel whom he had not seen for a long time.

Because of the heavily involved theft case of Dawn Manor, this righteous fellow of the bloodline quietly slipped away and was said to have taken on a mission that would last at least a month.

But now Liu Dao thinks about it, almost a month has passed since that case.

This month has been really turbulent.

Liu Dao secretly sighed in his heart. Diesel immediately gave him a hug and greeted him enthusiastically, as if they were long-lost old friends and good comrades who had passed away.

While thinking about this sentence in his mind, Liu Dao suddenly realized that his relationship with Diesel was really close.

They met because of a misunderstanding from the beginning, and both parties also exchanged interests. At the same time, they performed the task of licking blood from the tip of a knife, and they often drank together when they had nothing to do.

Are there any criteria for defining a friend? Now that I think about it, there probably isn't.

Liu Dao belatedly hugged Diesel, hitting each other's backs hard with their palms, and then stopped laughing, each trying to hold himself up without any pain.

"What are you doing here? Did you take over a mission from the guild?"

Diesel's question reminded Liu Dao of the situation in front of him, and then he brought his mind back to the evil man. Liu Dao slowly shook his head at Diesel.

"You don't have to worry about what I'm going to do. It's better to keep some secrets between people."

Diesel frowned when he heard this. Gaia's words gave him a bad premonition.

"The young man is right. It's better to have a little distance between people. Diesel, let's go and find someone for me."

Liu Dao turned his attention to the old man who suddenly intervened. The man was wearing the iconic demon-hunting trench coat and carried two long knives on his back. The scabbards bent from behind and collided with the buttons of the trench coat. When the old man walked, he could hear to a crisp knocking sound.

Diesel smiled bitterly and wanted to speak. The old man pulled him aside and lowered his voice: "Don't waste time with ordinary people. Take me to find Gaia right away. I just thought about it. You can do this task alone." It’s really not possible, let’s find another one that is safer.”

Find me?

Liu Dao's mind suddenly came to his senses. He looked at Diesel in a funny way. He looked like a good brother. It turned out that he wanted to see me for something.

Seeing Liu Dao's gaze, Diesel scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and turned to Liu Dao briefly: "Gaia, this is the senior member of the guild, the professional demon hunter Yuris, who has been active in the Lion City for decades. Now retired.”

Immediately afterwards, Diesel briefly introduced to Yuris, who was confused about the situation: "This is the Gaia I just mentioned, the only new high-level professional besides me."

Liu Dao turned around and looked at Yuris with a meaningful look. However, the old man showed no embarrassment at all. He patted Liu Dao on the shoulder skillfully and said sincerely:

"It's gratifying to see the new blood in the guild grow up. An old man like me who has struggled for decades is also very happy. Young man, you have to remember that the Demon Hunting Guild is your most stable safe haven. If you have any problems, the guild will take care of you." Help you solve it."

Can any problem be solved? Is it okay to kill the Archbishop of the Church of Light?

Liu Dao was amused in his heart, but he didn't feel any ill feelings towards this pretentious old man. He smiled and looked at Diesel who looked embarrassed, and asked directly:

"What do you want from me? It seems that the leave I asked for in the guild has not expired yet. Why, didn't you go back to the guild to inquire?"

"That, that..."

Diesel choked out a few words and his face turned red. Apparently he didn't know that Liu Dao had applied for leave.

Juris next to him was much thicker-skinned than him. After hearing this, he patted Liu Dao directly and said, "I see you are not in retreat now? You are going out of the west gate anyway, so come and follow me on the way."

Liu Dao waved his hand and refused directly. The wanted order for him was expected to arrive soon, so there was no time to accompany these two people on their mission.

Liu Dao's refusal did not make the old man change his attitude. He curled his lips towards Diesel indicatively. The bald man smiled helplessly, pulled Liu Dao aside and spoke to him.

"Gaia, this mission is mandatory in the guild..." When the old man next to him heard Diesel's words, he immediately frowned and coughed lightly.

Diesel smiled awkwardly, "It's not right to say it's mandatory. It's a default unspoken rule in the guild. Gaia, you may not know that you have only been here for a short time. We are a high-level profession that is about to enter the elite level. Everyone has an obligation to help the guild sort out some difficult tasks that have accumulated for a long time."

"Is that so?" Liu Dao rubbed his chin and thought. It was only human nature to have such rules. After all, most demon hunters were trained in guilds.

"But what does this have to do with this old man?"

Diesel smiled awkwardly again after hearing this, "Gaia, how many difficult tasks do you think there can be? The guild's elites and wave after wave, most of these backlogged tasks have been solved."

"Now that it's solved, why are you looking for me?"

"Well, you know, human resources are wasted if they are not used. Under such explicit regulations, some smart people came up with an unspoken rule."

"What rules?"

"Retired cadre assistance plan."