nodded in relief, and Rich said:

　　 "That's right. Remember I once said about the form of erosion? This belongs to the second type, which is the erosion from the evil god."

　　This...I really didn't expect it.

　　 If there is no reminder from his father, let Il go to them to obtain the witch's secret spell. That is too dangerous.

　　 I don't believe that Il can withstand the erosion from an evil god.

　　 Suddenly he felt fortunate and couldn’t help asking:

　　 "What evil **** is it?"

　　 "Yeah~" Rich groaned, and finally slowly said:

　　 "He is very special. There is no accurate name that directly points to him. If you have to give him a name, you can call him ‘fallen’ or ‘betrayal’."

　　 paused again for a few seconds, and Rich looked at the two of them, and said with some uncertainty:

　　 "He will not appear directly in front of people. He will always make some disguise. Just like the trait of the traitor. But I don't know which **** is his disguise. But the seven gods are definitely not his disguise."

　　 This is equivalent to a vest? I know.

　　 But a **** who likes to wear vests is still an evil god.

　　 Then~~~ Isn’t it eroded by just believing in a god?

　　 The world is so dangerous, I want to return to Earth.

　　 "What's wrong, what are you thinking about?" Richie asked when he saw Elok suddenly meditating.

　　 Recovered from the meditation, Elok replied with a wry smile:

　　 "Huh? I was thinking this is too dangerous. Fortunately, you have my father. Otherwise, Il will be dangerous."

　　 Hearing this, Rich let out a burst of laughter, and said in Elok's puzzled eyes:

　　 "It's actually not that dangerous. As long as you can keep your heart. Always remind yourself where your original intentions are and never give up. You will not be corroded by Him. After all, He can't just target yourself."

　　 Do not forget the original intention? ? ?

　　 Isn’t this a basic operation?

　　 "Oh? It's impossible, right? Is it possible to deal with the erosion of a **** like this?" Elok was very surprised. Asked puzzled.

　　 "Do you think it's easy?" Rich looked at Elok seriously.

　　 "Uh, isn't it?" Elok said naturally.

　　Looking at Elok’s "innocent" eyes, Rich was a little at a loss. After a long silence, he said helplessly:

　　 "Well, I hope so."

　　 Then, he looked at the frowning and contemplative Il and asked: "What's the dinner for today? Dear Il."

　　Ill was still thinking, and Rich felt a little self-deprecating. Touched his Gugu belly, and looked at Elok helplessly.

　　······

　　 Since Il did not go to the vegetable market in the afternoon to buy groceries, the three of Elok had an unpleasant dinner. After Elok was driven out by Il again. The reason is:

　　 Don’t you have a mission? Are you not the captain? It should be on the boat.

　　 Accompanying Elok to go out is also a beautiful-looking violin. And the sentence:

　　 "Look for me at the Wednesday party. Bring an extraordinary instrument completed with binding."

　　 The night is dark, and only half of the moon has just risen.

　　 Although he was kicked out again, but the goal has been achieved, what does it mean?

　　 straightened his hat, Elok put the violin on his shoulders, and walked swaggering towards the police officer who was approaching him.

　　 It turns out, beware that there is no ghost in your heart, and the police will not trouble you. Elok brushed past him. The policeman merely touched his chin, glanced at the swaggering Elok with his pipe in his mouth, and stopped paying attention.

　　 walked all the way to Port Drol, boarded his ghost ship. The ghost fire that hasn't been extinguished since that battle is still burning, and I don't know how many people have been scared.

　　 He handed the violin to the little bear first, ordered it to be done tomorrow, and then came to his own captain's room.

　　 scratched his head, bumped the cocked hat, then took off the hat and threw it on the table. Roger hasn't returned yet, so I don't know whether to find foreign aid or investigate the news of Leptun.

　　 The Polished Commander is really boring, but it is better to have Il. He thought helplessly.

　　 Then, he closed his eyes and began to continue learning about the transcendent. Including but not limited to the use of magic rituals, the world's extraordinary sphere of influence, and the advanced use of Azeroth. What I saw was that I was a little tired, but I didn't want to fall asleep. So began the meditation that should be done every day.

　　 picked up the alarm clock at hand and saw that it was just 9 o'clock. Set an alarm for myself at 11 o'clock in the evening to prevent myself from meditating too much.

　　······

　　 Black District, 77 Heaton Street.

　　 The room belonging to Il was only illuminated by moonlight. She frowned and looked at the claws by the window, as if in doubt, and as if sitting in a muttering to herself:

　　 "Do you think I should go to the anti-will church?"

　　 Claws claws stared at Il with dark eyes, and sent out a short "Ah~"

　　 "But don't go, that's the only escalation news I've heard in the past two years." Yiel looked a little anxious.

　　 Hearing the slightly longer claws again, Il said again:

　　 "But it's too dangerous to go."

　　 "Let my dad protect me? But he can't fight a god?" Yiel was confused.

　　 "Ah~ah~" Claw called again.

　　 "Fortune telling?" Il's brow stretched suddenly and said:

"good idea."

　　 With a smile on her face, she took out the crystal ball that she had bought on the black market not long ago from a grey wool knitted pocket on her hand.

　　 Placing the crystal ball solemnly on the table, Il took a few deep breaths, then closed his eyes and meditated on something.

　　 She put her left hand on the crystal ball in the air, and her right hand supported her chest.

　　Time seemed to stagnate, and only the crystal ball in the dark glowed with a faint silver light. After a while, the light disappeared, and she frowned as if she had enlightenment, lowered her head, and said softly with some hesitation:

　　 "Praise~~ Moon!"

　　······

　　 Gangcheng District, in an unknown sewer near the port.

　　 "You betrayed your vengeance. You betrayed your hatred." A man with a hood and a thin, shaggy chin said in a funny tone.

　　 "So what. Ryan, you should take care of yourself." Lapton looked down at the puddle at his feet and said coldly.

　　 The corner of the mouth above the chin suddenly turned up slightly, and said evilly:

　　 "Indeed, what is hatred in the face of power?"

　　 "How's the stock going?" He suddenly calmed down and asked.

　　 "It's almost there." Leptun replied vaguely, and then asked: "Did you find the key?"

　　 Lane showed an evil laugh and said:

　　 "Of course. There is nothing we can't get."

　　 "Since the goods are almost ready, we can reward you with something. As an advance payment. What do you want?" He smiled again and asked seductively.

　　 "The Secret Curse of the Shadow Walker." Lipton said again in a cold tone.

　　 The silence continued for a long time in the sewer. Finally, Ryan said excitedly:

　　 "I told you. A traitor can only become a traitor. Only a traitor who has never betrayed is a shadow walker. You are not worthy to be the favored one of the Lord."

　　 "But I am already." Lapton said coldly. He stretched out his right hand, and the black inverted cross tattoo on the back of his hand was fleeting.

　　 seemed to be scared by this scene~lightnovelpub.net~ Ryan's mouth opened wide, and said incredibly:

　　 "How is this possible. Impossible. Can a traitor also become a Shadowwalker? Lord, am I wrong?"

　　 His final tone collapsed a little. It seemed painful to hold his head.

　　 But soon, he returned to normal, but his lips were slightly white, and he said:

　　 "The Lord has given me inspiration. I understand."

　　He paused for a second, and said in a strange tone with the backs of his hands and hands folded against his chest:

　　 "The secret mantra is to say ‘I will let go of everything, I will get more’ in the language created by the Lord."

　　 "That's just Azeroth's secret." Leptun said unceremoniously.

　　 "No, it was Azeroth who stole the Lord's language." Ryan suddenly exclaimed with excitement.

　　With a weird smile at the corner of his mouth, Leptun did not deny it, but learned from Ryan’s voice just now and said:

　　 "I will let go of everything, and I will get more."

　　 He remained motionless for about ten minutes, and finally recovered from that state, slowly opening his eyes.

　　 "Can you tell me a few Shadowwalker skills?" Lipton opened his mouth and looked at the sluggish Lane across from him.

　　 "Follow your orders. Lord's favored one." Ryan suddenly lowered his head and dared not face Lapton again.

　　 Without waiting for Lipton to speak again, Ryan said directly:

　　 "The first one, Shadow Poison. People unconsciously betray their own profession. Let him become a traitor. The second one, offset. It can offset extraordinary damage that does not exceed the range of tolerance. The third ~~"

　　Before he finished speaking, Leptun suddenly glared in anger, with a grim expression on his face. The whole body was shaking. Interrupting Ryan, gritted his teeth and said:

　　 "Damn it. Roger this traitor!!!"