Night Crow Master

"...Your time is almost here, are you ready... are you ready?"

"Ah...slowly prepare...it doesn't matter, wait until I...get up...and discuss it...so sleepy... "

"Ah...so troublesome..."

In the field of vision, a female creature very similar to herself, but skinny, with weird horns and wings lying in the gray mist, said something with a weak, tired voice.

...

Dolores Eisenhower suddenly opened his eyes, and the picture he saw in the dream was still very clear and did not immediately disappear.

She knew very well who she saw—she herself.

In other words, the dark self.

"Time is up? Ready?" Deloris embraced the silky silk quilt in her right hand, covering her naked body.

She could not understand what the other party said.

What time is up and what do you prepare?

Can't understand at all, is it a warning of a crisis?

Even with her abilities, she did not notice that a purple-black spider the size of a pinpoint was lying on the edge of the bed, watching her.

...

On the other side, in a certain hospital in Wudu.

"Time is indeed coming."

Yate, who was standing at the window, showed a smile.

"What time is coming? Jager?"

On the hospital bed behind him, Simon, who was covered in bandages, lay on the bed and asked him boredly.

When the spider monster was fighting with the steam knight, he was thrown off by the aftermath and fell seriously injured.

Fortunately, they are all traumatic, and Rodman has the ability to heal. He has recovered a lot, and he only needs to rest for a short period of time to recover.

"The time for the price is coming." Yate turned his head and said in Yager's tone, "My ability also has a price."

"Oh." Simon nodded suddenly, but knowing the rules, he didn't ask what the price was, but just asked, "Need help?"

"No, I can solve it myself." Yate shook his head.

At this time, Rodman, who was sitting by Simon’s bed, put the shaved fruit on one side of the plate, and cast his gaze on the other bed. A tall man who was bandaged into rice dumplings:

"Lean Hook, are you awake?"

"I'm awake," the man tightly bound with a bandage said, "Also, Rodman, can't you cure me all at once?"

"The injury just waits for myself to heal." Rodman grumbled, "I have a price to use my abilities. In order to treat you two, how many steaks do you think I have eaten in the past two days? Almost a cow!!!"

It seemed that he was complaining that he had eaten too much beef.

And Yate watched silently from one side--at the soul stars around him that hadn't completely dissipated.

Not a cow, nor a pig, sheep, horse, or dog, but...

human's.

Pretending to be like that.

In the depths of Yate's eyes, a purple-black power flashed, and everyone's appearance changed in his vision.

Rodman, who sat there complaining on his face, completely turned into a gluttony devil and did not hide it. Rodman's ego has completely disappeared, perhaps he was eaten by the gluttony devil as food.

In Simon's body, a weird creature with horns, tail and body prints similar to Simon, but with nightmare-like horns, tail and body prints, was yawning sleepily.

On the other side, Lian Hook, who was tied into a zongzi, had a burning red body, a strange creature that resembled some kind of giant and looked like a fire demon, motionless, with a big hole in his chest.

The source of the injury was the Steam Knight.

The attack of the steam knight not only hurt his body, but also shot his dark self through.

Does the power of pure matter have an effect on the dark self approaching the belief state?

This is not a big problem. After all, the steam knight's body is a powerful existence above lv40 and multi-element level four. It is not necessary to use multi-element level material power to destroy multi-element level one half-soul and half-belief power. difficult.

And while he was thinking about these things, he suddenly heard Rodman say:

"By the way, I heard that the people in Eye of the Storm recently seem to have discovered that people from other churches are moving in the fog."

Simon nodded thoughtfully, recalling what he had seen before:

"Eight Limbs Church?"

"The Eight-Limb Church is the most active of them." Under Simon's gaze, Rodman continued, "Not only the Tempest Altar Church, but Kolank also found the whereabouts of some people, including Maiden Rose, Apprentice Silver Ash and Sir Crimson."

"Maid Qiangwei? Apprentice Yinjin?" When he heard these two words, Simon's eyes turned deep, and a trace of doubt flashed through.

Rodman glanced at Jager, who was confused, and explained:

"Maid Rose is the collective name for the members of the Black Rose Church. The **** that is revered is Mrs. Black Rose, and the Apprentice of Yinjin is a believer of Yinjin Teacher..."

The relationship between the two churches is relatively close in the first place, so there is no problem if they appear together.

The problem is "Crimson Sir", and the **** Crimson Lord worships is "Duke of the Blood Tree".

As far as he knows at present, among the various larger churches, the relationship between the Duke of the Blood Tree and other gods is not very good, especially the relationship between the Duke of the Blood Tree and the two gods, Mrs. Black Rose, and the Silver Cinder Teacher, is the worst.

The Crimson Sir, who worships the Duke of the Blood Tree, uses various methods to attack and attack the Black Rose Church and the Silver Embers Church.

Simon organized the language and continued to ask:

"Did Sir Crimson attack Maid Rose or Apprentice Silver Ash?"

If Maid Rose and Apprentice Silver Ash really appeared, it would not be impossible for Sir Crimson to follow them to the Capital of Fog in order to attack them.

Rodman closed his eyes and shook his head. There was a hint of scarlet flowing in the pair of eyes covered by eyelids:

"I don't know this. I haven't received any report of the attack on Maid Rose or the Apprentice Silver Jin who entered the Mist......."

"After all, whether those people are Maiden Rose or Apprentice Yinjin is still uncertain..."

"Isn't it sure?" Simon was stunned. "I thought it was already confirmed information, Rodman, you should add ‘probably’."

Rodman smiled awkwardly: "This is not a report to the upper level, but a verbal statement, no need to modify the wording."

But Art felt his flash of killing intent, no, it should be called the desire to eat.

However, compared to Rodman's desire to eat human meat, dog meat or cat meat, these three titles made him feel familiar.

Why did he not receive the information?

It seemed that it was a rather stupid decision to rely on the Eight Limb Church for intelligence.