Please Stop Summoning Me!

Byron looked at the unfathomable angel and asked, "Do you want to completely eradicate the silent language?"

Shen Yi did not deny it, and nodded indifferently: "It is true."

Byron was silent, remembering an important thing, Belland is already the land of God's descent, God's intervention has become more frequent, and the Serenity Singer even came once a few months ago.

This is a situation to worry about.

So, Byron frowned and said, "But we want to destroy the quiet words, and this approach may provoke the anger of the singer."

Shen Yi was silent for a while, without explaining, just answering.

"No, the singer doesn't care."

In fact, the "Singer" even wanted them to summon them quickly, and Yale might be alone with a single ball.

Does the singer care?

Byron fell into contemplation again. He really couldn't speculate on the thoughts of gods outside the world. All he could do was believe in the misty envoy.

After all, as the messenger of God, he may be able to directly listen to His voice, and the more he knows, the longer he sees.

He nodded and continued to ask, "Next, what else do I need to do?"

Shen Yi thought of the situation of "Moon" and said: "I may have an evil spirit that you want to analyze, and then, help me release a message... Just say, the quiet words anger the chess players. ', is about to be destroyed."

This news, he will also let the Chaos Embers Church spread the same, so that the more people in the world know about it, the better.

Byron was stunned for a moment, and then thought of the reason why the envoy would do this. This is a warning, a deterrent, so that those who want to offend him can no longer act rashly.

To this end, he even wanted to completely destroy the words of silence, this powerful sect of Nolan.

Even the Anti-Magic Bureau can't do such a thing.

"I get it, it's going to be a huge upheaval and the world is going to be shocked."

Byron nodded lightly and turned to leave.

Shen Yi calmly opened the book of the traveler of the ten directions, and directly turned to the page belonging to the "moon".

"Moon" is still in that room, and has not slept, but ordered some food to eat silently, seemingly scared of himself and lost sleep.

From the pages of the book, "Moon" still seems to have no problem.

But Shen Yi was already sure that there was definitely something wrong with this man.

The Book of Travelers of the Ten Directions has been pre-charged with Fiery Heart, and the number of trips that can now be made has been greatly increased.

"travel."

The next moment, he had come to the house of the "Lofa" club.

"Moon" saw the "chess player" go and return, and immediately got startled and stood up again.

Shen Yi said calmly: "Now you already have that kind of quiet breath, the breath of winter."

"But it didn't happen some time ago. At least when I came last time, there was nothing abnormal... Now think about it, it can only be because you were not possessed at that time."

Possessed? "Moon" frowned and said in confusion, "What are you talking about? But it's impossible, because I'll be checked every once in a while."

After all, he is sitting in a key position, which is equivalent to one of the white gloves and intelligence sources of the Nolan royal family.

Shen Yi's tone was indifferent and continued to explain: "Trust me, there is a person behind the scenes who has been controlling you for a long time and using you to do things, but not all the time."

"Because of this, neither the anti-magic bureau nor the royal family can detect your strangeness, and you don't know this, and you are completely unaware that you are sometimes controlled."

"Moon" frowned deeply, not knowing whether what the other party said was true or false.

Shen Yi suddenly leaned over and said softly, "Don't move, let me take it out."

Light!

His body began to glow again, and then, warm light shone around, and a cloud of black mist poured out from the trembling "Moon".

Shen Yi repeated the old trick, wrapping it with "the ever-changing blade".

"What is this?" The originally trembling "Moon" looked at this scene in astonishment. After a while, he said, "I owe you a favor."

"If I need you for something, I'll come to you."

Shen Yi turned into mist and left the room without staying any longer.

The second evil spirit has arrived.

And this evil spirit will only know more information than the first one, because the "moon" is likely to be controlled by the quiet leader for a long time, and it will know more things.

The plan of the leader of the silent language is quite clever. The plan to kill with a knife is to make his enemies conflict with each other, and he can gain benefits without leaving the game.

Even if the conspiracy fails, it doesn't matter that everything is known.

Because he didn't show up from beginning to end, but controlled the development of things remotely behind the scenes, using several evil spirits to possess him, and exploiting the asymmetry of information.

Therefore, even if the plan fails, the quiet leader is absolutely safe and has no losses.

The foggy Shen Yi flew out of the club, recalling the appearance of the black jacket in his mind.

"But he was still found by me."

This is also information asymmetry, as well as power asymmetry.

The Master of Tranquility could never understand that Byron's power drawn from various taboo knowledge is extremely powerful, and he has been able to obtain key information directly by dismantling evil spirits.

It's not just

The intellectual contest is actually a contest of invisible arts.

"So the one who loses won't be me...because, I hang up."

Shen Yi recalled the memories of the evil spirits. Although it did not reveal the true identity of the Lord of Serenity, it greatly reduced the target's life scope.

He could see an old house, and he could see the city walls of Bayland.

The Master of Tranquility is actually a native of Bayland.

He may have never left Bayland for so many years!

——

early morning.

On the edge of Bayland city, in an area populated by workers, there is a small and cheap coffee shop.

The man was in his early forties, with black hair, a small round hat, and a very ordinary black jacket.

He sat silently in the corner, drinking a cup of the cheapest Emery coffee.

Too ordinary, too ordinary.

He was one of the workers in a large number of apartments nearby. The weather was getting colder and colder. People like him always had their hands in their pockets, their heads bowed slightly, and they were silent.

No one will pay attention to him.

No one will know that this man is the world's top big man in Nolan. He has planned many terrorist incidents and has developed tens of thousands of loyal followers over the past century.

He is the Master of the Silence.

A man with a big nose in his fifties walked in, laughed, and said, "Charlie, here again, your wife asked me to tell you that you'd better go back tonight."

"okay, I get it."

"Charlie" nodded again and again, showing an honest smile, and said, "Thank you."

"Charlie" finished drinking the hot coffee, put his hands together calmly, and walked out of the cafe with his head down.

He came to an alley where a man with a scarred face was waiting.

The man holds a steel pipe in one hand and a black pistol in the other.

"Bring out the money!" He suddenly rushed over and pressed "Charlie"'s body against the wall.

Tranquility seeks peace of mind.

"Charlie" understood this deeply.

With a face full of panic, he took the wallet out of his arms tremblingly, took out the money in it, hesitated for a while, and handed it over.

"I give it! Please let me go! I have a wife..."

The robber smiled, took the money, leaned back, and said, "Very good, you are very smart, but you are also a coward, hehe, but it doesn't matter, a coward like you should live longer."

"Uh."

The corner of "Charlie"'s mouth moved slightly, revealing a bitter smile.

Before leaving, the robber gave him the steel pipe in his hand and hit "Charlie" heavily on the leg. He subconsciously retreated, fell to the ground, and got up after a while.

"Charlie" who got up stood up silently and patted the dust on his legs. He lowered his head and continued walking down the alley until he returned to the outdated apartment.

His family has an ordinary-looking and greedy wife.

"Charlie, you're finally back." The wife walked out of the room with a smile and said, "Try the beef soup tonight, I made it very well."

"Charlie" nodded, showing a forced smile: "Dear, thank you."

"Today is our tenth wedding anniversary, of course we want to celebrate." The wife said with a smile.

"Charlie" was silent for a while and said, "Unfortunately, I haven't earned any money over the years, and I have no chance of promotion."

The wife shook her head and said, "It doesn't matter, as long as you are an upright and honest person, you don't want to deceive me, um, Charlie, I don't know if you have any surprises for me?"

Today is the tenth anniversary, and she is looking forward to what her husband can give her.

But the bitter look on Charlie's face

"I'm very sorry."

The wife's face turned cold, and she didn't say anything immediately, turned to leave, and went back to the house.

"Ugh."

"Charlie" sighed, lowered his head slightly, and walked back to his room.

He sat upright on the bed and was silent for a while.

There was a glint in Charlie's eyes, and he stretched out a calloused hand, calmly sketching it on the wall, and the black light gradually flickered.

Two black mist-shaped evil spirits gradually emerged from the wall.

"Alosai Humla Ain..." he muttered.

They were ordered to fly out of the house.

An evil spirit flew onto his wife, she immediately became dazed, got up with blank eyes, and continued to cook the beef soup.

There is no doubt that this is a powerful invisible art.

Evil is possessed!

Another evil spirit flew out of the apartment and headed to the bar in the distance. It was an old bar where only poor people with little money were drinking.

It attached itself to the robber who was gleefully drinking.

The robber was silent for a while, and suddenly had a big argument with the bartender.

"Your wine is terrible. It's disgusting. It's like muddy water. I can only pay half of the bill!"

"How is this possible?" The bartender naturally refused, and suddenly he became angry, and began to curse the robber as a poor ghost, and the conflict between the two sides began to escalate.

After some scolding, the robber seems to want to pull back impulsively

shot, but held back.

He drank a lot of alcohol, his face flushed with anger, and he left the bar after paying the full amount, with the bartender's sneer in his ears.

After ten seconds.

"boom!"

The robber suddenly rushed out of the bar with a pistol and shot the bartender in the head. The bartender died immediately.

Just for a moment, everyone present screamed.

"what!"

It was only at this point that the robber suddenly realized that he had done something stupid, and immediately turned around and wanted to run away, but it seemed that because he drank too much, he tripped over something and fell into a coma on the spot.

He himself has a bad track record, he drinks too much, and kills people on impulse.

This is reasonable.

No one could see it at all, and a black mist-like evil spirit emerged from the robber's body and quickly flew away from the scene.

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