The carriage is very spacious.

There is a gauze curtain in the middle, and a bed can be vaguely seen, and there are strange dark red patterns on the walls.

When you stare at these patterns, it will gradually evolve into a vortex, as if it will turn into a poisonous snake that chooses people at any time, which is very strange.

The ground is all covered with soft wool, and you can feel very comfortable inside just by looking at it.

For this is the fur of a ferocious chinchilla in the wasteland.

This chinchilla has a challenge level of level 5 when it is an adult. It is born with extraordinary agility and a keen sense of smell. It has well-developed hind limbs and is good at jumping.

They are very similar in appearance to rabbits and squirrels, with a head like a rabbit and a tail like a squirrel. They are relatively rare animals.

Dire chinchillas have the softest and thickest fur of all animals, with more than 60 pores per pore, and ordinary cats and dogs can only have two or three at most.

Although luxurious aristocrats and spellcasters prefer this precious pelt, catching a dire chinchilla is almost impossible, and few are willing to take the risk.

With sharp fangs and claws, strong jumping power, and a ferocious personality that does not match the appearance, if a second-tier adventurer encounters it alone, it is difficult to escape the aggressive and vicious chinchilla.

After all, the so-called ferocious animals are larger and more ferocious species than ordinary animals.

Their most distinctive feature is their scarlet eyes, and a mad and vicious rabbit can even take out three or four goblins one-on-one.

Thorne smiled and refused Anderina's help, stepping in with a little effort on the soft fur.

In the middle of the carriage was a low square table with a quill pen and a scroll on it. On the scroll was an unfinished dark red star-shaped array.

From the strokes of the handwriting curve, it can be found that the painting is very stiff, which should be done by a novice.

The interior of the carriage was filled with a faint fragrance, which I couldn't tell what it was, but it smelled clear-headed, a bit like an auxiliary spice for wizards to meditate.

However, this effect was stronger, permeating Thorne's breath, and the pain originally from the depths of his soul was obviously relieved.

At this time, Thorne was still enduring the double pain from his soul and body, and a series of will test data continued to appear on the panel, and there was no trend of weakening at all.

Obviously, this demon's will is extra tenacious, and he is determined not to give up until he is exhausted.

Various strange voices sometimes tempt, sometimes threaten or intimidate, constantly affecting Thorne's mind.

After entering the inside of the carriage, Thorne sat cross-legged directly by the door, his left hand still pressed against the dark spot spreading on his right arm, his eyes were slightly closed, and then he activated the Steel Soul faction's countermeasures to resist the demon's will.

The move of the Steel Soul School is itself a martial skill that trains the mind and body.

The effect of the coping technique "Perfect Spirit" is to use the iron-like will and high concentration to resist the power of eroding the will.

So without this move, Thorne would have been occupied by the demon in the first round of Will checks.

At this time, the smell of the carriage inside the carriage suddenly became strong, and Thorne took a deep breath subconsciously, and a penetrating pleasure immediately emerged.

The frowning brows and the twisted face gradually began to ease. Although the burning pain in the arms still continued, the pain in the depths of the soul had weakened a lot.

"This is a kind of incense. When the night lord fights against the sect master of the other world, it is this auxiliary fragrance that is ignited." Andrina noted Thorne's relaxed face and explained in a low voice.

"No wonder it works so well." Thorne glanced at the dark red figure in the gauze unexpectedly, and said casually to Anderina.

When Thorne was about to close his eyes and concentrate, suddenly another bead with a pale blue halo floated out of the gauze.

The egg-sized bead floated gently to the top of Thorne's head, and then emitted a soft pale blue light, quickly covering Thorne's body.

Bathed in the cool light blue light, Thorne's mental and physical pain slowly disappeared, and the code-like test data also stopped beating.

Even the incessant babble in Thorne's head came to an abrupt end with a shrill shriek.

It seems that everything has returned to calm, and the sudden change makes Thorne a little uncomfortable.

"Don't relax, half-elf, I just helped you temporarily suppress the will of the abyss demon. If you want to completely eliminate this immortal evil, you have to rely on yourself."

The voice of the sorcerer Anaquis suddenly sounded in the gauze, and the voice was still so cold.

When Thorne heard the words, his relaxed expression became solemn again. He pondered for a while and asked the warlock: "Your Excellency Dark Night, I want to know what is immortal evil?"

From the words of the sorcerer, Thorne can know that the other party only helped him temporarily suppress the will of the abyss demon. If he wants to completely eliminate it, he must rely on himself, so Thorne naturally needs to understand it first.

After Thorne's question was finished, the warlock did not answer, but glanced at the sorceress Andrina, turned and continued to remain silent, ignoring Thorne.

"The so-called immortal evil refers to the demon of the bottomless abyss." Feeling Thorne's doubtful gaze, Andrina thought for a while and explained to him:

"Outside the abyss, demons are not afraid of death. Even if a demon is killed by chance in battle, they will turn into foul pus, and then immediately reshape themselves in the abyss."

"Apart from the fact that the demon's own strength will decline, its essence and mind are the same as before.

The only way to really kill the demon is to enter the bottomless abyss and kill its essence. It is because of this immortality that it is called: the evil of immortality. "

"So it is the life essence of an abyss demon that erodes my will?" Thorne pondered for a while, and probably understood what Andrina meant, so he asked subconsciously.

"Yes, the powerful abyss demon will use mysterious technology combined with abyss metal to make a talisman that stores part of its life essence. Once it is killed, the talisman can make it regenerate at any time and place at will."

Andrina nodded slightly, recalling the demon knowledge she had seen before, and solemnly said to Thorne:

"The dark red long sword in your hand must be the amulet that stored the essence of life from some powerful abyss demon.

Acquiring a demonic talisman is a very dangerous bet, and even the mere attempt to pursue a plan for such a device may attract the attention of the creator and cause the talisman's bearer to suffer greatly when the demons resist.

There's no way a mighty abyss demon can ignore its own demonic talisman, so I really don't understand how you got it. "

"Now is not the time to think about this situation, I just want to know if there is a way to deal with it."

Andrina's every word fell into Thorne's heart like a heavy rock.

Thorne, with a heavy heart, didn't want to get entangled in this meaningless issue. Now he most wanted to know how to get rid of the immediate crisis.

"It is said that the Book of Foul Darkness, the Book of Darkness of Aham, and Igvir's Conquering Demons are all famous works on the study of demons.

These tomes describe how to seal the essence of demons on the Material Plane so that they can be trapped in weapons, statues, jewelry, etc., so that they cannot return to the abyss. Unfortunately, I have never seen such books. "

After Andrina finished speaking, she gave Thorne a worried look, and finally turned her gaze to the sorcerer Anaquis in the veil.

"When the demon essence emerges from the demon amulet, it will quickly possess its mortal host, and then forcibly occupy the host's body, unscrupulously showing its evil nature.

Since you are the inheritor of the Nine Swords, there must be a way to deal with them, so everything depends on you. "

The sorcerer Anaxis gave Thorne a thoughtful look and said meaningfully.

Hearing this, Thorne felt the strong refreshing aroma, and glanced at the light blue magic bead floating on the top of his head, his eyes closed slightly in thought.

The interior of the carriage was quiet for a moment.

Thorne suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of determination flashed, then turned to the warlock and said, "Your Excellency Dark Night, please remove the auxiliary spice and this magic bead."

"Have you thought about it?" An unexpected color flashed in the eyes of the warlock Anaquis hidden in the dark red cloak, and then confirmed again:

"When your will is completely possessed by the devil, I will mercilessly kill you completely, and your soul will also be transported into the bottomless abyss and turned into a primitive demon of the lowest order."

"Think clearly." Thorne nodded solemnly.

"Is there no other way?"

Andrina looked at Thorne's dignified expression, and then at the sorcerer Anakis, despite the gauze curtain, she could still feel the cold eyes of the sorcerer.

"Everyone has their own destiny, so, good luck, half-elf." The sorcerer's cold voice was soft.

It seems that it is not that simple to become a qualified inheritor of the Nine Swords, Thorne couldn't help thinking to himself.

Obviously, this will from the essence of the devil must be another test for him by the old man with nine swords.

When Thorne touched the piece of metal, the demon's mark had already been deeply imprinted on his palm, turning into dark spots.

As for the accident that happened tonight, it can only be said that the demonic will hidden in Thorne's long sword sensed the chaotic will born in Ishak's demon bloodline.

This demonic essence hidden in the sword was originally slowly accumulating power, and this chaotic will that suddenly appeared should be the best supplement for it.

That is to say, even if there is nothing wrong with him today, this dangerous breath will strike him at any time like a ticking time bomb.

There is no way to hide, the only way to resist is to absorb the life essence of the devil for your own use.

Sensing that the rich refreshing aroma gradually dissipated, and the shrouded light blue light disappeared, Thorne's face became more solemn than ever.

The whispers of the devil, the burning of the soul, and the pain of the body once again ripped through the crumbling Thorne like a storm.

Feeling this near-desperate pain, Thorne retained a trace of reason, and immediately let go of the mind and let the demon's will spread to his body.

The suppressed pain screamed again...

Invaded by the will of the devil!

Will saving throw in progress...

Will save failed!

The demonic will from the abyss is spreading all over your body...

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