The Devil’s Cage Chapter 64: Active

The sword swept and the air solidified.

Everyone looked dullly at the sight in front of them.

Even the old Demon Hunter and Sivarka are no exception.

formidable!

formidable than all Dark Hall Priest he has seen!

This is the most direct impression of Sivarka.

The old Demon Hunter is different.

He saw more.

Are you close to the demigod?

Old Demon Hunter whispered, but his expression quickly returned to normal.

Because, he has seen a strong man close to a demigod.

More than one.

His teachers, former digital partners, were able to reach this level, even if he did not care, he could reach a similar level.

But...

Viper Sect is stronger than expected!

Old Demon Hunter looked at the young face of Kieran and could not help but relieved slightly.

Although the age is not absolute in Demon Hunter, the more youngster of formidable, in addition to talent, the more the formidable of the other party’s teacher and family.

And this is good news for the current Demon Hunter.

The Demon Hunter at this moment needs more power!

Whether such power comes from Wolf Sect, or from...Viper Sect.

The eyes of the old Demon Hunter scrutinized a little more gentleness.

Kieran was keenly aware of this change, but there was no more indication, but he nodded slightly and walked to the side.

Most of the monsters in the shantytown were just slashed by him.

The restless evil looking disappeared.

However, in the corner, infected monsters have many omissions.

He needs to clean it up.

This is consistent with his current status as Viper Sect Demon Hunter.

As for the changes of the old Demon Hunter?

This was expected.

Just follow the steps.

Old Demon Hunter looked at the Kieran that was starting to clean up, and immediately joined it. While watching Kieran, he nodded secretly again when he saw the neat tricks and insight into the handling of the opportunities.

"I have accepted the complete Demon Hunter skills, otherwise it is impossible to be so familiar with the habits of monsters."

"Being able to deal with this calmly and simply, it is obvious that the tests of'Green Grass' and'Xia Zhi' also passed with excellent results."

"Nice youngster."

Old Demon Hunter commented this way.

But Sivarka didn't pay attention to the two at all. He walked into the crowd and looked at Ellie shrunk behind his sister. After seeing Sivarka, the little girl with a quiet face finally had a touch of color.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

The little girl asked.

"Uh."

"I'm busy with some things, I didn't go directly to the lame hotel."

Sivarka nodded and explained.

"That's good, that's good."

The little girl whispered like this.

The tears in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

She thought of her mother.

She, thought of other people who would never appear again.

Perhaps, she is very young.

She doesn’t know much, but this lost feeling is more and more pure, without any trade-offs.

However, she did not cry out.

Because, she still remembers that when her father died, she cried loudly, and her mother beat her fiercely, and told her not to cry, but now her mother was gone.

But she remembered.

One hand lifted up and wiped the little girl's tears.

Ellie looks at his sister.

"There are so many people now that you can't cry."

"Wait when no one is around."

"I am with you."

Irene lowered his voice and said.

The response from the **** just made Irene feel a miracle.

Yes...

This kind of miracle did not make Irene feel good about herself, thinking that she was extraordinary, she still felt uncomfortable and sad, missing her mother and those who were familiar with it.

Of course, she will not resent such a miracle.

She is very grateful for such a miracle.

Because, she survived on such a miracle.

So, she thinks she needs to repay her.

Even though that person does not need to repay, she still thinks that she should do it.

Her mother once said that gratitude must be paid back.

"Hello, are you the messenger of ‘Mist’Your Highness?"

Irene asked Sivarka.

"‘Mist’?"

"I have heard his fame."

"But I am not."

Sivarka shook his head honestly. Although he wanted to admit it very much, as a Dark Hall Deacon, he knew exactly what the consequences would be if he were a fake messenger of a deity, especially the deity is still very hey when.

Despite the career of Dark Hall Deacon, Sivarka has nothing to miss.

However, he let him know some knowledge that ordinary people do not know.

And immediately, Sivarka rejoiced.

"Excuse me, are you looking for me?"

A sound came from behind the crowd.

Superior Evil Spirit came out as ‘Simon’, with a warm smile on his face, his eyes full of gentleness, anyone who looked at it would feel like a spring breeze.

Anyone who sees this ‘Simon’ will relax subconsciously.

Teachers like textbooks!

Sivarka is even more so.

In Dark Hall, Sivarka is not without seeing the missionary.

But no one can compare with the one in front of him.

Both the appearance and the temperament are too far apart.

When the other party came to the front, Sivarka couldn't help bowing.

This is completely subconscious behavior developed in Dark Hall.

By the time he recovered, Superior Evil Spirit had raised his hand and placed it on top of his head.

"Thank you for everything you did for Church."

It’s almost the same as those of the missionaries he knew, but this time from the mouth of Superior Evil Spirit , it gives Sivarka a different feeling.

That is sincere!

The sincerity he never felt!

Sivarka looked up at Superior Evil Spirit .

Superior Evil Spirit refers to two little girls.

Sivarka suddenly felt suddenly.

Then, worry immediately.

‘Mist’ Church values ​​Ellie and Irene so much. Will anything bad happen?

Sivarka, who knew some Dark Hall inside stories, clenched his fists involuntarily.

"Don’t worry."

"Let’s worry less."

“‘Mist’ was born for asylum, there will be no other.”

It seems to know what Sivarka is thinking, Superior Evil Spirit said with a smile, and then went straight to Irene.

Hurry up in the evening.

Enough to make Superior Evil Spirit remember this keen little girl.

Although there are still a lot of discomforts, the other party is worth it.

Whether it is because of the other party or because it needs to open the Atandin Castle situation for its boss.

"Hello."

"Messenger Your Excellency."

"I am Irene."

The little girl pulled her sister and introduced herself.

"You can call me Simon."

"Of course, everyone is the same."

According to the established plan, Superior Evil Spirit started their own performance.

Everything is easy.

Kieran glanced at it from a distance, and stopped paying attention.

He knows that no one can do better than Superior Evil Spirit .

He?

He can’t do anything like Superior Evil Spirit .

Every creature has its own characteristics, and Kieran will never deny it, just like having many followers, he will not personally do everything.

Putting followers who are good at different fields in the corresponding field is what he should do.

It’s just like this time he stared at ‘War God’ and ‘Lady of Calamity’.

This is what he should do.

Bing to soldier.

You will match.

And the king?

Naturally is right!

It’s just that the response of ‘War God’ and ‘Lady of Calamity’ is a bit unexpected from Kieran’s expectations.

The two are still facing each other.

No change from before.

The situation is very weird. According to Kieran's understanding of the "spirit", even if it is "bound", it can't move. It should be indicated at this time.

After all, he invaded both sites.

"Is there anything I don’t know?"

"Still..."

"They don't care about Atandin Castle at all?"

Kieran's thinking began to diverge.

Naturally, from Atandin Castle, Kieran is associated with that person Atandin VI.

The seventh ring is far enough away from the seventh ring. This is true, but as of now, no soldier has appeared yet, but it is weird.

Add the indifference of ‘War God’ and ‘Lady of Calamity’.

All of this instantly became fun.

"Is there anything else I don’t know?"

Kieran frowned slightly.

Unknown circumstances always make Kieran more cautious.

In particular, when there is a **** named ‘Broker’.

Kieran always feels that there are some other things hidden right in front of Dungeon World.

"According to the habit of "Broker"."

"For concealment, there must be at least two objectives, one on the bright side and one on the dark side. The bright side is straightforward. The dark side is that he makes everyone think that it is his goal."

"And then, it is the real goal."

"Now the goal on the bright side is "Bohr"."

"Using Bohr to infer, this goal in the dark can be expanded to "Mist" or even Syka City."

"So..."

"What about the real goal?"

"Do you use Mist to compete for Atandin Castle?"

Kieran is thinking from a habitual angle of ‘Broker’.

Soon, he shook his head.

The competition between Mist and Atandin Castle is an inevitable trend. Simply put, as long as ‘Broker’ becomes ‘Mist’, then this will inevitably happen.

Wait!

As Kieran was about to set aside this idea, he suddenly thought of something.

‘Broker’ habitually hides the real goal.

So what is more suitable than hiding the real goal in the bright or dark target?

Subconsciously, Kieran touched the hidden ‘Lord of Mist’.

This is a guess.

And another guess?

Naturally...Bohr.

Or to be more precise, someone like ‘Bohr’.

What if ‘Broker’ designs another ‘springboard’?

Or just hide a ‘springboard’?

Thinking of this, Kieran narrowed his eyes to both eyes.

And this time, the old Demon Hunter came over.

"Atandin VI is more cold-hearted than it seems."

"It is exactly the same as his ancestors."

"What such a guy does is not worth wondering."

Old Demon Hunter is obviously misunderstanding.

However, Kieran did not explain.

"How do you plan to place these people?"

Old Demon Hunter continued to ask.

"The people of ‘Mist’Church will arrange it properly, and I’m not good at these things.”

An answer like Kieran.

Old Demon Hunter nodded recklessly.

He is an activist, good at fighting enemies, and also not good at arranging things like logistics. In fact, in the heyday of Wolf Sect, there were special people to arrange these.

And now?

Almost alone, he can’t afford it.

At the same time, the idea appeared more strongly in his heart.

Rebuild Wolf Sect!

Of course, the old Demon Hunter knows that this is a task with a long way to go, not just a few words.

At least...

He needs some Gold Puton.

A safe place is needed.

It happens that these are all owned by Viper Sect.

"youngster, I hope we can talk about it."

"Talk openly and honestly."

Old Demon Hunter said so.

"Yes."

"But not now."

Kieran said.

"Of course."

Old Demon Hunter grinned.

Both are very clear. Next, they need to face the anger of the that person Atandin VI world.

Although for your own fame, such "revenge" will not be justified, but you still need to be prepared.

At least, you need to transfer the two old Demon Hunter in poor condition in the radish hotel.

Old Demon Hunter and Kieran walk side by side.

The former is for those old friends.

Kieran?

He needs to tell Bohr something.

This is the Basic that the two parties cooperated with.

......

In the palace, Atandin VI quietly listened to his report on the seventh ring shantytown, and Motionless waved his hand sensibly.

The subordinates of that person immediately bowed down~IndoMTL.com~ When the king was the only one in the conference hall, the other party stood up.

This king has a tall, strong figure of North Continent. Even if his face is old, his waist is still straight. He stands in the hall like this, looking up at the ceiling of the meeting hall.

A few minutes later, a footstep sounded.

No communication.

Marquis Wharton walked in directly

"Your Majesty."

Old Wharton salute greeting.

"Our plan failed."

The Atandin VI said bluntly.

"It's just a plan for preliminary testing, it's nothing."

"In fact, seriously, we have not failed."

"As long as this event occurs, we are successful."

Old Wharton said with a smile.

"Yeah, as long as it happens, we are considered successful."

"A pity..."

"I can't do it all."

Atandin VI sighs regretfully.

"Yeah, it's really a pity."

"Those Demon Hunter always appear so out of date."

"Your Majesty, need me..."

"No need."

"Demon Hunter is not our enemy."

"Instead, they are our natural allies."

Atandin VI world waved his hand.

"You mean?"

Old Wharton raised his head, and when he saw the smile of Atandin VI, he immediately understood.

Then, the old Wharton left the meeting hall.

Just half an hour later, a royal **** team appeared outside the radish hotel.

A domestic attendant brought the king’s will--

"‘Viper Sect’ Demon Hunter Colin has a good job in killing evil looking, and it’s a baron."

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