"hurry up!"
"Soft bed! Soft bed!"
The sudden coma of the high-ranking evil spirit caused chaos in the 'Mist' camp.
Sivalka yelled loudly, and the old demon hunter stepped directly in front of the upper evil spirit. Seeing that the upper evil spirit was only pale, breathing fairly smoothly, and not having a fever, the old demon hunter relieved.
He was really worried about the wrong way this benevolent bishop had chosen.
Thankfully, not the worst.
Looking at the upper-level evil spirit who was carefully carried onto the soft bed, the old witcher looked at the young knight who was stunned again, and couldn't help but sighed, "The plague is not so easy to cure."
Not so easy to be cured
The young knight was taken aback.
He stared blankly at the high-level evil spirit being carried away, and asked involuntarily, "Your Excellency Edson, what do you mean?"
"The plague will not appear in a vacuum, nor will it disappear in a vacuum."
"It's just going from one body to another."
"He is suffering for you."
"Just like he said."
"He is willing to bear everything for you, including..."
"die!"
The old witcher couldn't help but took a deep breath.
His voice involuntarily became low.
"What a fool."
"I thought I'd never see you again."
After speaking, the old witcher walked straight to the sentry tower.
Without a strong man, the defense of the camp at this time became empty.
Before that guy woke up, he decided to guard the place for him.
unilateral decision.
Nothing else.
Just because there are fewer and fewer such fools in the world.
The young knight stood there blankly.
The words of the old witcher were extremely clear.
The guilt that had just dissipated reappeared.
When this sense of guilt spread, the young knight walked quickly towards the tent of the upper evil spirit, but he didn't go in, he just guarded outside.
The same goes for those who swear allegiance to the young knight.
They stood there silently.
And everyone in the 'fog' church who learned what happened was equally worried.
The young Roger was circling outside the tent with a tomahawk on his back.
After a while, he glared at the young knight angrily.
After a while, he looked at the tent worriedly.
Irene Sika, clad in white fur, prayed towards the 'fog' with her palms folded.
In fact, most of the 'mist' believers are like this.
They firmly believe that their crown will protect their bishop.
And in the tent...
Soft beds.
Comfortable pillows.
Warm comforter.
Feeling all this, the upper evil spirit couldn't help but smile.
so comfortable.
I really want to be sealed here simply and never leave.
I think about how much time I have left.
I need a time that's not too long, but enough to worry about.
Just before dawn
No, no no.
It's a little short.
It is not conducive to the performance of the boss.
It was too bright at dawn.
That…
Right after sunrise!
A program that will allow me to lie down for 10 minutes more!
Oye!
I can lie down for 10 more minutes!
The upper evil spirit thought happily in his heart, and then, the next moment—
A slight snore sounded.
High-ranking evil spirits are almost immortal.
In a way, it's not exhausting either.
But the recent high-ranking evil spirit is really too tired.
One person has to play several roles, and he has to be perfect, and he is always worried about being exposed, which consumes too much energy. Even if the upper-level evil spirit is a mutation of the evil spirit, it is a bit unbearable.
It needs rest.
Qin Ran had no objection to this.
Sensing the state of the upper evil spirit, Qin Ran sat up from his floppy bed.
His eyes looked at the "evil remnants" sent by the southern members of the "Secret Order of Quiet Night".
60 pieces in total.
There are all categories.
There are claws, hooves, ears and eyes, most of which are some parts of the body left after the 'evil death'.
And this certain part also represents the ability in it.
There are strong and weak.
Powerful, almost comparable to the power of Tier 2 to Tier 3, but the demand is also extremely exaggerated.
According to the marked notes, launching such a blow would require almost a hundred soul sacrifices.
And the weak ones are just equivalent to the power of magic tricks, and the requirements are much lower, as long as a chicken or meat food of the same size.
In short, all kinds of strange abilities come with all kinds of strange requirements.
But don't think that meeting the needs is enough.
The 'evil' riots in the Temple of War before.
The jewel of Aittantine VI.
They are telling Qin Ran that it is best not to use the power of 'evil' at will.
Fortunately, Kieran didn't need to use these powers either.
He just needs to...
Taste good on the line!
With Qin Ran's thought.
'Gluttony' appeared in the tent.
As soon as he appeared, 'Gluttony' looked at his elder brother pitifully.
He is so hungry.
Especially when you can't eat in front of a pile of delicious food, this feeling is really uncomfortable.
Even if it's just for him to lick it, it's fine.
It's a pity that he didn't even dare to lick it without his brother's permission.
"Go."
"But, that's all."
"Those still can't move."
Facing the 'gluttony' who was almost tearful, Kieran nodded and raised his finger to the box containing the 'residues of evil'.
'Gluttony' immediately gave a cheer.
'Gluttony' rushed straight to the box, lifted the lid of the box, and raised his hand to grab those 'evil residues', but when his hand was about to touch 'food', 'Gluttony' Suddenly thought of something.
He stopped suddenly.
As soon as he raised his hand, [Seven Inch Six Fen. Flood Dragon Chopsticks] appeared in his hand.
My brother said that eating in this posture requires table manners.
Bearing this in mind, 'Gluttony' plunged the dragon chopsticks into the box as soon as he raised his hand. Immediately, feeling the crisis, the wriggling 'evil remnants' were pierced one after another.
They are strung together.
Under the action of [Dragon Saliva], the umami taste of these 'evil residues' was quickly raised to a higher level.
The already tempting taste made 'Gluttony' An unbearable.
Without hesitation.
'Gluttony' opened his mouth, and licked from one end of the chopsticks to the other. The 'evil remnants' stuck on the Jiaolong chopsticks, no matter how big or small, were pushed into his mouth by 'Gluttony'.
crunch! crunch!
In the crisp sound, the juice splashed everywhere.
However, before the juice flew out, 'Gluttony' returned to his mouth as soon as he sucked it.
Don't waste any food.
He is very good at inheriting his brother's philosophy.
Similarly, Qin Ran, who has always been adhering to this concept, has brought it into full play.
The power transformed by 'gluttony' poured into the five sources of power one after another.
'Original sin' is deep and dark.
'Demons' tyrannical chaos.
'Holy Thorn' is sharp and restrained.
'Dawn' and 'Plague' are like twins, surrounded by the remaining 'Original Sin', 'Demon' and 'Holy Thorn', forming a stable triangle.
Then, the five strands of 'origin force' began to converge into the 'flame'.
From the first spark to the flame.
This 'flame' deep in Qin Ran's mind has become more and more vigorous.
On the contrary, the darkness of chaos is getting less and less.
By this time, only nine strands remained.
But the stubbornness of these nine strands of darkness is far beyond Qin Ran's imagination.
Not only did it not melt under the flames, but it created more chaos and darkness.
Qin Ran was absolutely sure that if he temporarily extinguished the flame, soon, the depths of his mind would be filled with chaos and darkness again.
And as long as he was not stupid, Kieran would never do this.
Although it is not clear for the time being, what will happen after burning these chaotic darkness.
But the uncomfortable feeling when the chaos and darkness filled him made Kieran know what to do.
call!
After swallowing 60 pieces of 'evil remnants' in a row, the five major 'origin powers' were poured into the 'flame' like the best fuel, and the flame jumped up and down all of a sudden.
Immediately, a ray of chaotic darkness was burned away.
Then, another ray of chaotic darkness was slowly burned away.
When the flame burned the third strand, it seemed that the stamina was insufficient.
After only burning about half of it, it entered a stalemate.
"Tougher than I thought!"
Looking at the remaining six strands of semi-chaotic darkness, Kieran involuntarily looked at the 280 magical items and the 40 rare items.
In the end, though, he shook his head.
"Not yet."
Qin Ran told himself softly in his heart.
Then, eyes fell on the body of 'gluttony'.
The 'gluttony' holding the dragon chopsticks reluctantly looked at the remaining food, and finally, it disappeared.
Brother's orders cannot be disobeyed.
'Gluttony' already has such a brand in his heart.
After the 'Gluttony' disappeared, Qin Ran took out the [Mist Lord].
Consecutively devouring 60 pieces of 'evil remnants', [Lord of the Mist] also gained great benefits. Although the rank did not increase again, the corresponding attributes rose again in a straight line, and there were several new attributes, characteristic.
The most direct thing is that within the characteristics, Qin Ran's "ability range" of the [Mist Lord] in his hands has expanded from Xikaling and Eitandinople to the south, including the once prosperous and now disappearing "Cheka Bay" After entering, there are naturally places such as 'Zvinco Plain, Hills and Aishaco Canyon'.
At the same time, in terms of attributes, there are more [Eye of the Mist] and [Sense of the Tide].
[Eye of the Mist: Within your control range, where the fog appears, you can clearly see everything covered by the fog. The farther the distance is, the more energy you will consume]
[Sense of tides: sea water will not be your enemy, but you can't really control it, you can only roughly perceive the ebb and flow of the tide and the time of the storm]
…
Obviously, the appearance of such attributes and special effects is naturally due to the origin of those "evil residues".
"Ocean?"
Qin Ran was talking to himself, and slowly shook his head.
His ability is not there yet.
The south is the limit in front of us.
Even, in essence, he didn't even have a single man available in the south.
Otherwise, there is no need for one's followers to act in several roles.
but…
The upper level evil spirits are really useful!
Thinking of this, Qin Ran walked out of the tent.
His appearance attracted everyone's attention.
People have both respect and admiration for this Snake Sect, the successor of Eitandine, but at this time, people are subconsciously looking forward to it.
Can he save Bishop Simon
Everyone thinks so.
But no one asked directly.
Compared with Bishop Simon's approachability, Kieran's always cold face will always make people intimidated.
After getting used to this, Qin Ran nodded to the familiar old demon hunters, and then walked straight into the tent of the upper evil spirit.
When Qin Ran walked out of the tent, the upper evil spirit woke up.
However, in order to camouflage, it had to lie down a little longer.
Now
Naturally, I have to get up.
Turning over, the upper evil spirit sat up.
'well done! '
Kieran used the power of the contract to praise the superior evil spirit.
'Thank you for your compliment. '
The upper evil spirit responded.
Then
what else then
Substantial rewards
Stop it.
It's impossible for its boss to give it substantial rewards.
The short rest just now is already the greatest gift.
It is estimated that if you want to rest again, you will have to... no, at least three years later.
The very enlightened high-ranking evil spirits have already made preparations.
After the two were silent in the tent for about five minutes, according to the original plan, Kieran walked out first.
"woke up."
As soon as he got out of the tent, Kieran said so.
"Very good!"
"My lord is awake!"
Suddenly, cheers sounded.
As the pale upper evil spirit walked out of the tent, people cheered even louder. Amid such cheers, Kieran walked towards his own tent.
Just like when he came.
"You should also learn to enjoy cheering."
The old witcher who followed quietly pointed Qin Ran from the perspective of an elder.
"I'm not used to it."
Qin Ran spoke truthfully.
"So, you chose to pay silently?"
"I used to have a little doubt about your identity as a demon hunter."
"Now?"
"I'm sure of that."
"You guys are definitely a witcher."
"It's still the most traditional batch."
The old witcher said with a smile.
"Let's go, I'll buy you a drink."
"I don't drink."
Qin Ran flatly refused.
"Then let me correct it."
"You are not only the most traditional witcher, but also the kind with a weird temper."
While the old witcher was talking, his eyes turned to the shadow on one side.
And Qin Ran had looked there a moment earlier.
"Hoo, hoo!"
"help me!"
In the shadows, Kabio stumbled out in embarrassment, and he shouted loudly.
Of course, this is as loud as he thinks it is.
In fact, such a voice was completely inconspicuous amidst the cheers of the crowd.
Cabio also found out, and he mustered up all his strength to prepare to shout a little higher.
But a snake hiss interrupted him.
Hiss, hiss!
With the hiss of the snake shaking the air, Kieran passed by Kabio.
The vigor of the rounds of rotation directly wrapped Kabio in it.
Then-
Cut to pieces.