In the Dragon Soul continent, there has always been such a rumor that is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people—the devil lurking in the dark, is about to move, they try to come to the surface again and again, completely destroying everything here. Make the beautiful surface world as red, dark, and scary as their hometown, Nine-Step Abyss. They lurk in darkness, death, and shadows, and seduce those stupid mortals with their sweet words all the time. Trying to reach this world with their hands, spreading destruction and despair.

Just as there is light, there is darkness, and justice is evil. When someone is determined to be a policeman to maintain world peace, someone is bored and wants to be a terrorist. Some people are willing to sacrifice everything for the well-being of others, while others try their best to watch the earth burn.

The soul-calling array is the product of the latter idea. Their original purpose was to tear the space between the ninth-order **** and the surface by consuming soul power, and create a channel for the devil to enter and exit, and then the other party can come. To this world, and then call the wind and rain, omnipotence ... well, this can only be considered delusion. After all, compared to the demon who can only remotely control and indulge with no help at all, the power on the bright side is very powerful here. Under the dragon soul of light, there are angels flying around in the sky, and the dark dragon The undead aristocrats under the soul are enough for them to drink a few pots. An inappropriate analogy is that a devil came to this world through a ritual magic circle, as if a novice player had just finished building a character, but had not waited for him to show his ambitions. Stretching his fists, the boss fell from the sky, and he was completely ruthlessly wiped out. I believe that players who encounter this situation will only use the keyboard to express their anger-this is impossible to play!

And the situation encountered by the devil is roughly the same. After trying many times without success, they gave up this method easily, but the devil therefore found a plan that can achieve their goals without them. The stupid mortals of surface life seem to be more passionate in destroying and disrupting the world than their professions. Although they are far from qualified in terms of skills, the enthusiasm and dedication of human beings, and the seriousness of human beings, make the great devil in Jiuyuan feel ashamed. So the demons quickly changed their minds. They began to choose to seduce the fall of mortals and let them replace themselves as chess pieces that disturbed the continent. They were behind the scenes, enjoying the spread of chaos and death leisurely.

It is also because of changes in the attitude of the devil that the soul-calling circle that was originally used to tear up the gaps in space and achieve the **** channel has also changed its use. Through this magic circle, those devotees can give their pure souls to the devils they serve, so as to get the reward of their masters to obtain more powerful power. For the devil, they don't need to risk their lives to easily obtain a sweet soul, which is also something to celebrate.

The same is true of the soul-calling magic array that appears here.

"In other words, are there believers in the devil?"

Rhode stared at the circle, the blood mark on it was not too old, indicating that someone must have used it before.

"should be."

Celia turned her head and looked at the village surrounded by the forest not far away. She clenched the sword with both hands and looked serious.

"The task this time is not simple, master. I suspect that some people are here to make a ghost."

"I hope they don't play high and play themselves in."

Rod replied coldly, then he turned to Celia.

"How is the situation in the village?"

"Most of the places are normal, there is nothing strange, there is only a little dark power left in the cellar, but there should be the girl's residence, other than that I have not found any problems."

"Check again."

Rhode was silent for a moment and then ordered.

"Go and see the cemetery and the woods in the north of the village. Since there are devils here and there, they cannot leave nothing. I will be responsible to check the village again to see the situation."

"Understand, master."

Upon hearing Rhode's order, Celia nodded quickly, then she quickly spread her wings and flew up into the sky. But after the angel girl left, Rhode looked back and waved to Lando and the others standing on one side.

"Come with me. We have important things to do."

The originally lively village was extremely quiet at this moment. Due to Rod's tough attitude at the beginning, the villagers had clearly classified them as unpopular people, but even so, they could not find any cheapness under the hands of the other party. After all, nobles with angels and mages on their side are never bad. So they can only barely suppress their dissatisfaction and bow their heads to surrender. In order to avoid getting angry, they all chose to hide at home, lock the door of the room, and look out with dissatisfaction, anger and fear, and at the same time forbid their children to go out to play.

As for this kind of unfriendly treatment, Rhodes has no pressure. He doesn't even care about these villagers, especially after Christie's affairs ... Although she is indeed not her sister, but watching a peace Rhode was very upset when the identical girl with his sister's face suffered the cruel treatment of these villagers. He thought it was very polite that he did not have a torch to burn the place, and the group of villagers were not qualified to ask for more.

A group of npcs really saw themselves as people.

"It's so cool."

Walking on the unpopulated street, Joey following Rhodes couldn't help clapping his hands, his face excited. Of course, he also saw the indignity of those villagers who dared to anger, but did not have any thoughts of remorse and anxiety. After all, when they came here before, they had been blinding their eyes, even those who died. The children dare to curse and insult them, and now the rewards should be in return. The original group was so high, and the energetic guys are there today, which makes these mercenaries really happy. They also finally realized the thrill of the fake and fake tiger power of the private soldier Ping Yueli under the aristocracy.

"Master, you are so great. I never expected to see this group of guys bow their heads here to admit their mistakes. Haha, it's really uncomfortable to look at their embarrassing look."

"Well, Joey, don't talk so much nonsense."

Lando frowned and interrupted the conversation of his companion. He knew that his friend was always a little carefree and used to it, but after all, he was in front of his head, and Rhodes had always created His image of seriousness and indifference worries Lando a little. He knows that Rhodes is a very serious person and does not allow anyone to challenge his authority. Although he seems to get along well in normal times, once you provoke him, there is no need to prioritize the opponent to start.

But he did not expect that Rhodes answered Joey's words smoothly.

"Strength and status are prerequisites for guaranteeing dignity. If your mercenary regiment can get rid of a few short-eyed idiots here, and then you can stop people from coming to trouble you, I can guarantee that the next time they see you, they will You are worshipped as their ancestors. Of course, idiots with short eyes can be found everywhere. Although their existence value is not as good as a bee, they are used to consolidate their position again and again. Foot stone, as long as it is not overturned by the opponent, then everything is over. "

"The leader is indeed the leader and speaks so brilliantly."

Hearing Rhode's response, the thief immediately smiled and hit the snake with his eyebrows. As mercenaries, they certainly knew how important it was to hold a good thigh. It's just that Rhodes rarely shows up beside them, making these mercenaries feel inaccessible. Now that they have such a good opportunity, they naturally can't let go.

"Power gains power, power controls power, and this is the same in every world."

Rod muttered to himself, then he stopped and looked at a wooden house next to him. It is located on the edge of the village square, and it looks no different from other places. However, Rhodes always felt a faint and boring feeling here, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"where is this place?"

"It looks like a warehouse ..."

Lando looked up and looked at the wooden house in front of him, murmuring to himself. Rhodes frowned, then went to the door, reached out, and knocked gently.

No one responded.

"It looks like nobody, sir, should I come ..."

Joey hadn't had time to step forward to show his thief's skills, and when Rhodes hit him with a punch, the fragile door panel broke and the sound echoed across the square, but no one dared to look out.

And Rhodes didn't have any worries. After breaking the wooden door with one punch, he walked into the cabin leisurely, as if calmly returning to his holiday room. Instead, the thief looked around nervously, and he was relieved only a moment later.

"I haven't seen it. Our head commander is still so violent ... but it's really cool, I have never tried to break in!"

"Shut up for me!"

Lando held down his forehead and sighed helplessly. He gave Joey a stern glance, then followed Rhodes in.

Nuoda's room was full of thick wooden barrels. They were neatly arranged in it, and the smell of vegetables and wine could be faintly smelled inside. Sunlight projected from some dirty windows, illuminating the warehouse-dust appeared in the sun's rays, and they slowly floated in the air and spread around.

Nothing.

Rhode walked slowly around the room and found nothing. But the anxiety in his heart has not been eliminated because of it, but it is getting stronger and stronger.

It wasn't until a rush of footsteps came that this interrupted Rhodes' thoughts. He looked up and saw the old village chief rushing into the cabin with a bitter face.

"Master Rhodes, what are you doing, if you want to come in, just tell me ..."

The old village chief complained in a low voice while wiping the sweat on his head. However, Rhodes obviously did not intend to put his complaints in his eyes. He did not hesitate to abandon the virtue of "respect for the elderly", reached out and pointed to the stairs leading to the underground.

"Where is the cellar?"

"Yes, sir, that little ... Christie lives here."

Upon hearing the answer from the old village chief, Rhode nodded, and then he went down the stairs.

The cold chill blew across his face.

With the dim light, Rhodes could easily see the cellar in front of him. The walls were piled with stones, and large wine barrels were set aside, and in a dark corner of the cellar, Rhodes saw a little dirty wooden bed with sheets that were already a little white and shabby. Neatly stacked next to each other. But from the water marks above, it can be seen that these clothes are not possible to dry at all.

Apart from these things, there is no breath of human habitation in the cellar anymore.

"Master, sir, you should hurry up, the humidity below is cold and bad for your body ..."

"Lando."

Rhode ignored the old village chief's words, but hooked his hands backwards. Soon, the ranger stepped forward, staring curiously at his head.

"Go and inform the others. We will be meeting in the square tonight, and we are ready to start the action. So they need to replenish their energy sooner ... and let Christie come together."

(To be continued)