The Devil’s Cage Chapter 13: Into the theater

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All the believers were shocked to see the phantom appearing above the head of Superior Evil Spirit .

This is the first time they have seen their gods.

Compared to the original abstraction.

The specifics at the moment are naturally more deeply rooted.

It seems that ‘God of Mist’ should be like this.

It has both wanton corners, a strong body, and a whole-hearted guard.

Yeah, guard.

The little white flower is the guardian of my lord to me!

Inexplicably, all believers feel that the little white flower is themselves!

People are creeping on the ground again.

People prayed again.

When a complete prayer was completed, all the people looked at the phantom excitedly again.

"Is this our Lord?"

They stared deeply at phantom and imprinted it firmly on heart.

Several believers who are good at painting have taken out pen and paper and began to draw.

In one stroke at a time, the appearance of ‘God of Mist’ quickly appeared on the paper.

After 7 more paintings of Superior Evil Spirit appeared, phantom was put away.

Although it does not matter how long it supports, it does not do so.

"They match my Lord’s numbers."

Pointing at the completed seven portraits, Superior Evil Spirit said softly.

Every deity has a symbol and gives it. ‘God of Mist’ should naturally be there, but it’s not complete. Now ‘God of Mist’ is its boss, and it naturally needs to improve these.

For the number 7, Superior Evil Spirit thinks it is appropriate.

Boss likes this number.

"Follow my Lord's will."

All believers bowed.

The 7 completed paintings were placed on the altar in the temporary stronghold. Those that were not completed were quickly thrown into the flames after prayer.

"Fire and flame are my lord's weapons."

"It is also a skill that I need to learn to use."

Superior Evil Spirit raised his left hand and a cluster of fiery flame emerged from his fingertips.

Of course, this kind of fiery flame is illusory, and it is impossible to hide the people of formidable, but it is enough for the believers in front of us.

They cannot tell the truth.

Of course, even if it can distinguish between true and false, Superior Evil Spirit can explain it.

dīng!

Just when all the believers looked at the flame on the left hand of Superior Evil Spirit , a Gold Puton suddenly appeared on the right hand of Superior Evil Spirit , a thumb was picked, the gold coin issued a snapping sound, rolled and flew up, and then was caught by the left hand of Superior Evil Spirit and pressed on On the back of the right hand.

"Gold coins, the shield my Lord gave me."

"When you are at a loss, it will give you an accurate answer."

"The positive is positive, the negative is negative."

"My Lord will spy on Mist and give us answers."

Superior Evil Spirit said the last symbol.

It's really too clear how hard and frugal your Boss is.

You mean stingy?

Sorry, that's what you said.

I have a contract here, and I can only tell the truth, that is, diligence and frugality.

Number 7, flame, gold coins.

After the three symbols informed the believers, Superior Evil Spirit turned and walked towards the gate.

Suddenly, all believers were quiet.

Believers, all know what is about to happen.

Even the adult ‘favored one’ cannot guarantee that he will be able to return safely, so he can’t wait to tell them everything about these believers.

But the more this is, the more uncomfortable they are.

"Sir, I will send you."

Sergey, representing all believers, walked to Superior Evil Spirit and said softly.

"Uh."

Superior Evil Spirit nodded, and then glanced at all the believers in the temporary stronghold, as if to remember everyone, this glance lasted for nearly ten seconds.

And when the figure disappeared behind the door, some of the believers could not help crying again.

However, no one makes himself cry.

They covered their mouths and wept silently.

Adult has replaced them to fight.

They should no longer worry adults.

Superior Evil Spirit heard the depressed cry, and a pity appeared on its face again.

"No need to be sad for me."

"No need to be sad for me."

"We will eventually meet at my lord's God Kingdom."

"I am just one step ahead."

Superior Evil Spirit bowed his head slightly, finished talking softly, and did not wait for youngster to answer, quickly disappeared in Curtain of Night.

After witnessing the disappearance of Superior Evil Spirit , Sergey recovered. He stood upright, his body leaned forward slightly, and said in a low voice: "Adult, please take a slow step, I will try to chase you down Footsteps."

Slowed slowly.

Feeling the cold night of Syka Domain, the eyes of youngster seem to be burning fiery flame.

He looked straight at him.

Say word by word.

"We..."

"Must meet at God Kingdom!"

The words fell, and Sergey turned and returned to the temporary stronghold.

Everyone’s eyes are on Sergey.

Just favored one said very clearly that everything here was handed over to Sergey.

youngster, became a leader.

"I will obey my Lord's will and receive my brothers and sisters here to accept my Lord's refuge."

"Not only Syka City, but also around Syka City, with the southeast and northwest as the team."

"The four teams set off immediately and must return before dark tomorrow."

Sergey said.

"Yes."

Naturally, the four original guards with weapons became the leaders of the four temporary teams.

Then, under the cover of Sergey, pass the west gate of Syka City.

Sergey is the person in charge of Syka City Simon.

And most of these people are also Simon’s bodyguards.

At night, it gets deeper and deeper.

No one has noticed the departure of the four teams.

Or, it was discovered, but under certain special influences, one eye closed and one eye closed.

Superior Evil Spirit , hidden in the dark, withdrew his iIllusion. It stood silently on the wall and watched the four teams go away. The sky was black, the starlight was dim, and the moon was almost gone.

Hoo, hoo!

The night wind from the north is constantly blowing, and the fire in the brazier is swaying left and right. Superior Evil Spirit turns to the city and walks slowly.

Escape into the void and cannot be found.

Only it can hear its own footsteps.

It's mission is not finished yet.

For the mission that Boss gave to himself, Superior Evil Spirit has always been perfect.

This time, naturally is no exception.

However, there is no hurry in time.

Maybe...

Can it be better?

Superior Evil Spirit 's eyes suddenly looked outside the city.

After a little deep contemplation, a shimmering body disappeared.

......

Carl bit his tongue hard.

The pain made him sober for a moment, and the whisper in his ears also fell silent. He lowered his head and touched his horse.

"Fenis, where is this place?"

Carl asked.

It’s not that he didn’t want to use Authentication in a simpler way.

Instead...

His eyes are no longer visible.

Not long ago, in an explosion of whispers in his ears, he completely lost his light.

The appearance of darkness caused him to panic.

Almost!

It almost became a monster!

Fortunately, at the last moment, he struggled out.

But he never saw it again.

He can touch his eyes, and no longer has his eyes.

For this, he didn’t have time to grieve, Wrath, he told himself to be calm.

Only calm can resist the whisper in that ear.

"It's almost Syka City."

Fenis answered accurately.

It seems that because of the previous danger, his relationship with Fenis has become more and more intimate, and there is no gap between the two. There is no gap between them, and you can clearly understand the ideas between the two parties.

Moreover, Fenis seems to be getting smarter.

Not only is she simply caring about Carl, but also threatening her master.

"Carl, we will be here soon."

Fenis conveyed this idea, the hoof sound became more and more clear, but the next moment, this hoof sound was a meal.

A bad breath approached here.

Carl can't see it anymore, but Intuition is more acute.

Grasp your Longsword and cut straight forward.

On the hilt, the blessing that belongs to War God Temple has long since disappeared. The red gem is dull and dull, but the sharpness of the blade is still there.

As a wealthy family, proud of their armed force, the sword is naturally not an ordinary thing. In addition to the blessing of War God Temple, there is a light and sharp enchanting.

The ordinary Longsword collides with it and only needs to be cut twice.

At the moment, a sword infused with the full power of Carl is even more severed by a sword that is not well-intentioned.

Through the touch of the blade, Carl can feel that it is a spear.

Wooden qualitative pole, iron qualitative head.

Most of them are equipped with the most infantry low grade.

Many robberss are also willing to use this weapon.

Not only is the price low, but also simple and easy to use, it only requires four or five people. After training, they can form a team that cannot be underestimated.

Moreover, most of the pikemen will not act alone.

Therefore, after cutting off the spear, Carl immediately fell on his horse. It was not a noble youth who needed cavalry, and he knew exactly what to do when he met a spearman.

In the moment when Carl fell, four spears rubbed his back.

Although both eyes cannot be seen, Carl can imagine the disappointment on the faces of these pikemen who failed in the attack. Similarly, through this gap, Carl slid down the horse and calculated the length of the pike The distance between the two sides, after one step, the Longsword in hand is a sweep.

Poof! puff!

The sound of blood spattering.

The warm blood splashed all over him.

All on hands and face.

But at this time, Carl did not have time to wipe, turned around and slid down, he passed under Fenis's stomach, and Longsword waved again in his hand.

Poof! puff!

In the sound of the blade coming into the body, the blood spewed out like a fountain, and the nearest Carl was poured like a watering, from the head to the feet.

Subconsciously, Carl touched his face.

Then...

He saw it.

Although it is a little vague, I did see it.

This? !

Carl shook his head vigorously. He had touched it before. He didn’t even have his eyes. Only two black paint eyes were left. How can I see this?

A bad idea appeared in heart of Carl.

Subconsciously, he turned to look at his horse Fenis.

Without a sturdy body, without a fluttering mane, let alone a sturdy both eyes, only one bone remains, the bones of a warhorse.

Bones are thick and pale, and Soul Fire flashes in the eye sockets.

He raised his hands.

There is no trace of flesh on the palm, and the palm of bones moves with his thoughts.

"I am dead?"

Carl said to himself in disbelief.

However, there was no sound.

Yes, it's just the beating of the Soul Fire that just ignited.

Then, he suddenly thought of something, and immediately looked down.

He saw the familiar Syka City soldier costume.

Boom!

Carl is as shaky as Thunder Strike.

"I killed myself?"

"I killed myself?"

He questioned himself.

The whisper in his ear became clearer, Carl curled up, and Soul Fire in his eyes jumped up again, not a normal jump, but like the dying struggle when it was about to go out.

"Carl, don't give up!"

"Carl, stick to yourself!"

The sound of Fenis starts from heart.

As a warhorse, it doesn’t know about item body what happened.

But it knows that in this way, the guy who has been staring at them will succeed.

In fact, that guy is already here.

"Is it painful?"

"Do you want to wailing?"

"But it can't even make a sound..."

"That feeling, is it more painful."

In the quiet voice, a deer came out slowly from the jungle.

When he saw the deer, Fenis gave a warning hiss.

"Not enough."

"It's too far."

"When I watched my child being abused by you, and when I saw myself being ripped open, I also wanted to scream, but my tongue was cut off, and I couldn't speak at all." /

"I can only watch."

"Look."

The deer said slowly, getting closer and closer.

The figure finally appeared completely.

The head is still complete, with only a few knife marks, but the antlers on the head have long been broken off, replaced by a dead branch, and there is only a little flesh left on the body. Gnawing traces.

"That's not us!"

"We haven't done it!"

The War Horse Fenis retorted.

"But it is the same as you who broke into my house for no reason!"

"So..."

"Let the curse of pain!"

The skeletal deer~IndoMTL.com~ both eyes flashes shady red light.

"No!"

"We are to avoid the enemy..."

"Ah!"

The Warhorse Fenis also wanted to explain, hope to resolve misunderstandings, and at this time, a sigh sounded.

Abrupt sighs startled both parties.

Fenis and the nearly deer are looking in the direction of the sound.

The gray robe, without a hood, on an ordinary face, with a pity of sympathy, he walked here step by step, ignoring the evil intent breath of the boned deer, and so stood on Carl Beside, he raised his hand and placed it on the skull's head.

"A stray child, you suffer."

Sorrowful voice, as if feeling the same.

The body of Carl, disturbed by the sound of evil looking, shuddered and raised his head blankly.

He saw the man in front of him.

A man facing his bones, still showing pity, but his eyes became more and more distressed.

"Who are you, who are you?"

Carl asked.

When he asked, he recovered, and his voice could not be heard by others. What is the point of such a question?

But unexpectedly, the man in front of me heard it.

Because, the other party answered meticulously.

"I was the one who was as painful as you."

"My Lord saved me."

"My Lord bears my pain."

"At the same time, my Lord saw your pain."

"So, I appear here, my brother."

Superior Evil Spirit said, walking, his body was blocked in front of Carl, his chest was pierced by branches like antlers, and his smile was still unabated, looking at Carl gently, saying one by one: I'll take the pain for you."