Hadi left the palace and found a random hotel to stay in.

Although he did not force his way in, it did not mean that he would ignore the matter.

The power of the evil god is very troublesome. As long as the world is infected a little bit, it will radiate to the surroundings over time and then decay everything around it.

More than 10,000 years ago, the lesson of the demon world was still vivid. If Slaanesh had not found a way to take back the abnormal point of divine power, the future of the demon world might be even more miserable.

Hadi ate something casually in the hotel, mainly drinking some fruit wine.

There was no wine in the world more than 10,000 years ago. Now that he is back, he naturally has to taste it well.

Although the wine here is not too good, it is far worse than the fruit wine of the elves, but... it is better than nothing.

After drinking the wine, he lay on the bed and took a nap.

When the sun went down and it was the middle of the night, Hadi opened his eyes.

He changed himself into a set of black clothes and came to the outside of the palace wall.

Then he used the combination of secondary invisibility and light body to jump directly into the palace, and at the same time used the blind spot to sneak to the front door of the magic tower.

He squatted in the grass and looked up at the magic tower in front of him.

Because of the dark vision, Hardy could clearly see the "state" of the entire magic tower.

It was surrounded by a layer of distorted force field, and this force field gave Hardy a very nauseous feeling.

It was the power of the evil god.

After Hardy waited for a team of patrolling soldiers to pass by, he sneaked in front of the magic tower, pushed it gently, and then found that the magic tower was not closed.

He opened the door a crack and got in.

Hardy had seen this kind of thing called a magic tower.

For example, the E.P.R trio had their own magic tower in the magic tower. Although it was small, it was fully equipped.

Under normal circumstances, the magic tower was used to store scattered magic power and then used for magic experiments.

Of course, some magic towers are purely war outposts, and are the shelters of magicians.

Depending on individual needs, the functions of magic towers are naturally different.

Hardy found that this magic tower was very quiet. He walked up the stairs in a translucent state.

He thought that this magic tower would have many magic traps and many magic puppets, but he was almost at the top floor and still didn't see anything wrong.

Until he climbed to the top floor.

Then he saw a stone sculpture of the evil god emitting a faint red light, placed in the middle of the top floor.

And next to it was a pile of magic test equipment, such as crucibles and the like.

Then next to it was a bed.

On the bed lay a woman in a soft nightgown, with her back to him, and she was very unguarded.

Hardy was about to walk over to check the evil god statue, when the woman sitting on the bed suddenly turned over, and the whole magic tower emitted a faint green light.

Hardy's secondary invisibility technique failed on the spot.

The enemy discovered him.

Hardy immediately put into practice the theory of striking first, and the woman suddenly spoke at this time: "Please don't use force, Mr. Hardy, we can talk."

At this time, the long sword in Hardy's hand was less than five centimeters away from the woman's throat.

Hadi was stunned and retracted the long sword.

The woman looked at the long sword in Hardy's hand and swallowed her saliva: "If I had said it half a second later, I would probably have died. Mr. Hardy, your strength is more terrible than I imagined."

"Do you know me?" Hardy looked at the other party.

"I am an immortal."

The so-called immortal is a player.

Now in this world, some people have begun to pretend to be players.

After all, if you pretend to be a player, as long as you act properly, you can deceive many people and make a lot of money.

Hardy observed the other person carefully for a while, and he really looked like a player, so he nodded and asked, "How did you know I would come?"

"We undead people have a special way of contact." The woman said with a smile, "So we know almost everything about your journey north. And I guess you will be here soon."

Hadi was stunned: "So this magic tower has no guards and magic traps?"

"Indeed." The woman sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Hardy with a surprised look: "I knew you would come, and I probably guessed that you would not ignore such power."

Hadi asked coldly: "So you know what you are doing? And what will be the result?"

"Yes, but Sir Hardy, you also said a word, knowledge is innocent." The woman smiled and said: "The guilty one is the one who uses knowledge. I have never used this power to harm anyone. Instead, I use this power to serve many people and save many families."

Hadi looked into the woman's eyes, and the woman looked at him openly.

"What's your name?" Hadi pulled over a chair, the only one here, and sat down, asking, "Why do you want to use this power?"

"My name in this world is 'Angela'! As for why I want to use this power, it's of course because of curiosity."

The name Angela is liked by many female players, and the repetition rate is very high. It is considered one of the most popular game names.

"Curiosity?" Hadi smiled, "Curiosity kills the cat. You dare to touch the power of the evil god?"

"I am confident that I can restrain it."

Hardy shook his head: "But I see that the power of these evil gods is already showing signs of breaking out."

"I can really bind and restrain them." Angela made a move with her right hand, and the evil god's power attached to the evil god's statue flew directly into the palm of her hand.

Then it turned into a substantial mass of red energy, which also looked like a blood ball, with a slight odor of rust.

"Look." Angela smiled happily.

The blood ball was changing shape in her palm, behaving like a pet.

But Hardy still shook his head: "No matter how well-behaved it is, it is the power of an evil god and should not exist in this world."

"You said that knowledge is innocent." Angela pursed her lips: "Compared equally, energy is also innocent. The guilty are those who don't use it properly."

"What you say sounds reasonable, but it is actually sophistry. Knowledge is just a neutral expression. Knowledge has no emotions, no good or evil." Hardy explained seriously: "Energy will carry the user's emotions. Emotions will affect the characteristics of energy. Therefore, the energy used by particularly evil people must be malicious, so this statue cannot be kept."

"Sir Hardy, I can't beat you." Angela stood up with a fearless expression on her face: "But before you destroy this statue, kill me first."

"Immortal people will not die, so there is no need for you to act like this."

"No, my heart will die!" Angela looked at Hardy: "I have always admired you, really. If you are the kind of person who wants to beat everyone to death with a stick indiscriminately, I will feel that I have been against you before. Your worship is just for the wrong person."

Hardy smiled and said, "Then just be heartbroken and disappointed."

He grabbed the air with his right hand, and the evil statue immediately shattered into pieces, and a scream could be clearly heard.

Angela suddenly fell to her knees on the ground, her eyes dull. (End of chapter)

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