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As a devout soldier who voluntarily stayed in Salem City to implement the association's plan, Bolva had sufficient understanding of the association's plan, but lacked a deep understanding of the possible final results of this series of plans.

This situation is inevitable.

After all, the action plan within the Black Sun Society has always been extremely dependent on that kind of weird prophecy. With the help of those rituals and gifts from the ancient gods, they were able to get a glimpse of the development trend and patterns of a considerable part of the situation, but these contents However, it is only a general direction guide, and is often lacking in specific details.

Take Belva, for example.

He has no doubts about the series of plans and initiatives implemented by the association in Salem City, and he also firmly believes that the ceremony using the entire Salem City as a sacrificial site can successfully bring the "Only Son of the Abyss" to the world, but in this set of procedures After the plan was completely implemented, it was difficult for him to know the exact results and subsequent development based on his own ability.

Xiuge has personally experienced similar situations several times before.

This included the Black Forest Castle rally that caused heavy losses to the Black Sun Society.

Xiuge has realized that when he has enough information, he can completely regard the behavioral patterns of the members of the Black Sun Society as a ball of thread that can be knitted and kneaded to a certain extent. As long as he operates appropriately, he can completely Use their piety for their own beliefs to turn these ignorant association members into their own "tools".

"Members of the association in Salem City are also unable to understand what is happening in the outside world. They have no chance to know what happened in Black Forest Castle not long ago, let alone know that I have not only broken up with the Black Sun Association, but also" Stealing their important internal tokens..."

Xiuge's mind was spinning rapidly, but his expression remained extremely gloomy.

He took a step forward and stared at the ugly face hanging in front of him.

"Raise your head, Master Bolva, now is not the time to investigate the fault... You have done a good job. The ritual was not fully executed. That is not your fault, but that you laid the groundwork when the plan was still being formulated. hidden dangers and deviations.”

As he spoke, Xiuge's tone changed subtly, and his expression became much gentler: "Mr. Herbert and everyone from the Dark Abyss History Society have discussed this with me seriously, and this is The reason why I will return to Salem City."

After hearing these words, Bolva finally raised his head, and at this moment, he "just happened" to catch a glimpse of the deep fog that kept emerging in Shuge's eyes.

As a spell caster in the Dark Abyss Historical Society who has personally witnessed the miracles from the distant Dark Abyss Palace, he has long been extremely familiar with this wonderful and mysterious color. At this moment, this thick mist that is constantly rolling like a fluid finally finally It completely washed away the last trace of hesitation and confusion in his heart.

"Yes, yes...I'm listening..."

Bolvar's lips trembled violently twice. Based on such emotions and beliefs, he still couldn't call the young man in front of him by his name.

"I said, you can call that name, it's just a title, it has no meaning to me."

Xiuge maintained his condescending attitude: "Of course, Master Bolva, you can also regard this as recognition of your contribution by me and the association."

"Yes, Mr. Sugar!"

Bolva's body trembled twice again, but this time, his trembling no longer came from panic and nervousness, but from the precious praise and the strong feeling of fullness in his heart.

Seeing his appearance, Xiuge nodded with satisfaction. Then he breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Master Bolva, we don't have much time left. The outside world will soon target Salem." The city has taken some new measures, but before that, we need to completely complete the unfinished rituals."

"Yes, I understand!"

Bolva nodded respectfully, and then he asked: "What are the unfinished rituals you are talking about?"

Xiuge raised his cane and poked it hard on the street ground twice: "Well, you must have discovered that there are still a huge number of Children of the Abyss below this city, and this is the association. An oversight in planning.”

"They should have integrated with me after the ceremony and followed me to the outside world."

There was a little helplessness in Xiuge's tone: "Unfortunately, instinct still dominated them after all, so a considerable part of them stayed in Salem City and continued to breed. This was not the right choice. Now they lack With reasonable guidance, they have huge numbers and amazing power but don’t know how to use it... Heh, they are like a group of gluttonous children."

If it were someone else in the association who made such comments, Bolva might try to argue with the other party, but these words were spoken by the person in front of him who has been confirmed to be the "only son of the abyss" in the prophecy. Convincing.

Xiuge raised his hand and gently put it on Bolva's shoulder: "Moreover, I am here not only to complete the unfinished ritual, but also to prevent you from unnecessary sacrifices and losses. .”

"But according to the plan..."

"You know that's the plan."

Shuge rudely interrupted Bolva's words and said: "The reason why I am here now is because the past plan is no longer applicable. What I have brought are new orders and instructions. Of course, there are also A new mission given to you.”

With these words, the mist of the messenger in the mirror on Xiuge was further released, and the strong magical aura that belonged to the high-level dependents in the past contained in it made Bolva couldn't help but lower his head again. He also experienced Having undergone the kind of magical surgical transformation within the association, he is very sensitive to the magic power from the dark abyss. In this case, he is completely aware of the strong sense of oppression exerted by the other party from the perspective of status and identity.

"Relax, Belva."

Shuge laughed: "I brought you bad news and good news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Bolvar was a little uncomfortable with this sudden question. He hesitated for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "Then...the bad news?"

"The bad news is that the association's efforts in Iris Street have failed. Our old friend, General Boots, has completely given up cooperation with the association. All members who stayed in Iris Street have been He successfully found out and 'dealt with it'...do you know this matter?"

This is purely a matter of knowing and knowing.

Through the memory of the previous association mage, Shuge had already confirmed that the relationship between the association members in Salem City was basically a three-day cycle. Before Shuge took action yesterday, Iris Street and the Three-Color Brotherhood Members of the association have just completed a meeting.

In other words, Bolva had no chance to know about the things he had done in Iris Street before.

What's more, in order to ensure his own safety, General Boots will also choose to impose the strictest blockade on this series of things.

Hearing Shuge's words, Bolva showed an expression of anger and shame on his face. This kind of situation that goes wrong during a "leadership inspection" always makes people blush.

"This is not your fault, it's just that the association was a little too hasty when selecting collaborators in the past."

Xiuge twitched his lips: "However, the good news is that I am here, so all the affairs in the city will be based on the orders and plans I brought, and you no longer need to carry out the previous tasks. "

Shuge slowed down his speech and told Bolva his "purpose of coming": "The gods still need you, so the association believes that you do not need to sacrifice in vain in this huge sacrificial site because of omissions in the plan. You are priests, not sacrifices..."

Bolva's breathing began to become rapid, and the ugly face became more terrifying: "You mean..."

"I will preside over the subsequent ceremonies and make up for the omissions in the previous plan, and you need to help me complete this mission."

Shuge said lightly: "After I complete the ritual and become a truly complete 'existence', I will take all of you out of here and let the Legal Committee and the fools in the kingdom watch. Let this dead city tremble!"

…

When Xiuge followed Bolva to the headquarters of the Three-Color Brotherhood with his face on his face, almost everyone present involuntarily showed expressions of surprise.

As the "supplier" and "creator" of spiritual food for specific groups of people in the city of Salem and the surrounding multinational regions, Sugar Ernst's reputation has always been in a state of rapid fluctuation.

Many people have read his works, many people have heard of his name, and many people have severely criticized the things he wrote.

But there are relatively few people who really know Huge Ernst and know his specific appearance.

However, this does not include those residents who already live in Salem City.

There are really too many people who know this face. Although I dare not say all of them, at least 40 to 50% of the people in Salem know that this young pale face belongs to the old Ernst who lives alone. The illegitimate child in the house.

Although the old house had been burned to the ground and the story of the illegitimate child had become a forgotten anecdote by the survivors of Salem City, when that face reappeared in front of everyone, it still easily evoked their memories. .

In this large guild hall that had been converted into a residence by the members of the Three Color Brotherhood, Xiuge stood quietly under the light. He slowly turned his eyes and swept his calm and cold gaze towards those faces.

He has met some of the people here.

And this is thanks to a "friend" who has been completely buried in his memory.

When he saw those dirty faces that seemed familiar, Shuge finally remembered the name Putlin Gulan.

Shuge knew that Putlin was indeed dead, and that he should have died on the day of the peace celebration, in the assassination of Prince Hawid that was regarded as the trigger of the war... He had even been able to escape from the murder before. In the memories collected and absorbed, I saw the scene when the members of the Black Sun Society were training Putlin and other young people.

"If you saw Salem City today, would you regret the choices you made back then?"

Xiuge asked a silent question in his mind to the name that could no longer answer his question.

Then he slowly moved forward with his cane and turned his attention to a member of the Tricolor Brotherhood who was smiling at him with a malicious and contemptuous smile.

His gaze was so cold that the brotherhood member with a background as a thief and robber shrank his head, but then he felt that it was a bit embarrassing, so he immediately straightened his neck and started mocking casually. : "Huh? Didn't the great writer die in the fire? Are you planning to survive and write some more fun for everyone? We've already been stifled!"

Before Bolva could react, Shuge grinned, and the darkness in his eyes instantly surged, and he replied gently: "Haha, you're right, I'm here today just to let everyone...relax. Relax."

Before he finished speaking, a semi-solid black tentacle made of the mist of the Dark Abyss suddenly rolled out. Under Xiuge's control, it did not show the sharp joints similar to those of the descendants of the Dark Abyss, but instead moved its end It transformed into a long sword, and before the people around him could scream, the sword blade stabbed directly into the mouth of the provocative brotherhood member.

The moment the pitch-black sword blade penetrated his mouth, it transformed into a sharp, cold entity. Then, the sword edge wrapped in mist penetrated from the back of the target's head, and the blood that should have spurted out did not. Before it hit the ground, it turned into nothingness in the floating magic mist.

At the moment when he completed the killing with his own hands, Xiuge felt the blood and vitality from the brotherhood member's body through the touch of Charron. He could even feel the dark abyss magic flowing in his body against There was a strong desire here.

This abnormality made Xiuge feel seriously uncomfortable.

So he decisively curbed this tendency at the mental level, and quickly controlled the tentacles to tremble, and threw the breathless body to the crowd aside.

The corpse landed on the ground and rolled twice. The mouth was still wide open, and the terrifying face that had obviously become haggard made the other brotherhood members present not even dare to scream.

They are all very smart and clever people. Through what just happened, they have seen that the situation may have changed beyond their expectations, so they all maintained absolute silence at this moment, but still carefully observed the station with their eyes. Shuge and Bolva in front.

Under Bolva's expectant eyes, Xiuge slowly moved forward holding the black sun scepter.

Through the continuous feedback from this scepter, Shuge quickly located those formal members with association status in the crowd, and nodded to them with a smile.