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Chapter 114 113. Kill the Gray Robe! (3000) (12)

Under a sky shrouded in cold clouds.

The spacious road in the main city of Yuechong City.

"Sure enough."

An Le immediately learned the results of the investigation from Guangtai.

As he expected, Edward has the means to investigate without fear, and except for making him swear by his soul, it will only result in his innocence.

However, the soul is the most mysterious part of the human body after all, and many people are quite taboo about "swearing with the soul".

In other words, unless Edward is willing, no one can force him to use this method to prove his innocence.

Even though it was the expected result, An Le still couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. This was the chance for Ren Ye to make a move in exchange for half a drop of his original blood.

Scattering a lot of paper in the Security Department as a warning is naturally An Le's handwriting.

Since self-exposing and direct assassination are not feasible, the only option is to let Ren Ye take action is undoubtedly the best choice.

The strength of the B-level guarantees that he can at least escape unscathed.

Moreover, An Le issued missions through the church and completed the transaction, but no matter what, he could not be found.

——Now, An Le has gradually realized that as a black-robed priest, it is no problem to arrange some extensive work, such as reading forbidden knowledge, contacting lunatics and cultists.

But once some specific tasks are assigned, for example, if Ren Ye is driven this time, Ren Ye may immediately have doubts - is this priest someone in reality? Or maybe he wasn't that scary after all?

There is no big problem in the short term, but in the long run, it will definitely become a hidden danger and affect the stability of the company.

Therefore, this time, Anle pretended that "this is another believer's request, but it was conveyed through the mouth of the black-robed priest to complete the transaction" in order to maintain his own image.

to be honest.

This is the embryonic form of a chat group for believers. In the future, believers will be able to communicate with each other, pass on information, and conduct transactions, and Anle is equivalent to the group leader who hides in the dark and controls the overall situation.

It's just that at present, only one-way transmission of information can be achieved, and at most it can be said that "the future can be expected."

What makes An Le feel a little bit painful is that.

As a price, he gave Ren Ye half a drop of blood from the Holy Blood Prince.

When mentioning the original blood, Ren Ye was startled, showing a strong desire.

It was only then that An Le realized that the remaining souls stored in the source blood, blood shadows and so on... Ji Ya is coming, I am afraid that they are really the Holy Blood Prince, and they have a lot of background.

But having said that, no matter how good he is, he still becomes a leek in the church?

'In the future, you will always be asked to work to earn back! '

An Le felt sorry for half a drop of Yuan Xue, while planning Ren Ye's future work plan.

Although the investigation did not yield the results he wanted, it was by no means meaningless.

This bought Anle precious time.

Obviously, Edward couldn't complete that gigantic plan alone, and there must be many Misty Cultists working in secret under his command.

Based on this, An Le quickly relied on a Mist Cultist who had been absorbed into the company to confirm that they were about to hold a rally tonight.

Combined with this subtle point of time.

Tonight, there is a high probability that the Mist Cultists are not acting directly, but are making final preparations.

What An Le has to do is to stop them as much as possible, and it would be best if they can completely destroy their plans.

only.

It was only afternoon, and An Le, who was walking on the street, suddenly felt something in her heart.

'Is someone following me? '

After more than ten days of accumulation, not only the body has been improved, but the breathing method of fanatics is very miraculous, and even the soul can be strengthened!

This also made An Le's perception sharper, and he quickly noticed the direction of the gaze.

A faint misty breath lingered at the entrance of the alley not far away.

It's not hard for An Le to guess: 'Is this leading me in? '

This was an obvious trap, but An Le made a little judgment, put on a red and black mask, and walked into the alley.

Because the weather is gloomy, it seems that it may rain at any time.

There are not many pedestrians on the street, and no one cares about such a corner.

"One, two, three... six."

An Le counted silently in her heart.

In such an alley, there are a total of six Misty Cultists hidden, and one of them is particularly powerful and familiar, like the Gray Robe Cultists they have seen before.

An Le smiled slightly: 'You think so highly of me? '

'In that case, just work for me for the rest of your life! '

"Stop."

A cold voice sounded from the corner: "Are you... are we of the same kind?"

Several murderous intentions had locked on An Le's body, making his hairs stand up slightly.

An Le said softly, "Don't be nervous."

At the same time, he said in his heart; 'Xiao Xiao, come out to work. '

Then, a faint white mist emerged around him.

This is quite the orthodox power of the mist, and the purity of the mist has made many mist believers astonished, envious, and even a little in awe.

In the Misty Sect, it is naturally the strength of the Mist that judges the status of the believers.

Some people who didn't know An Le's identity wanted to come out of the shadows and salute him.

The gray-robed believers in the corner were even more astonished.

This gray-robed man was the host of the last meeting. Of course, he didn't know that An Le was the target of being hunted down by Ren Ye.

He just happened to recognize An Le on the street, and he heard rumors about her, so he wanted to test her out a little.

If An Le hadn't been planted with the [Seed of Fog] and hadn't become their companion, the gray-robed man would have shot him.

can now.

'What's the matter with this fog? '

‘Even if he is transformed into a Misty Cultist, how long will it take, shouldn’t he have this level of mist power? Or is he a natural fit to convert to my Misty Sect, a genius who cultivates the power of the mist? '

The gray-robed man still has doubts, but this fog cannot be faked.

'Even this An Le has become a member of our Misty Cultists, it seems that great things can be accomplished! '

He was smiling, ready to welcome his new partner.

At this time, a sudden change occurred.

The gray-robed man first felt something invisible to his eyes penetrate into his brain.

And the moment he realized this, a pitch-black figure reached out and pierced his heart.

The sharp blades formed by several shadows attacked the gray-robed man's throat, brain and other vital points.

"Ugh!!!"

Blood splattered, and one second before the heart was pierced, the gray-robed man turned into a mist, barely avoiding this lore attack.

The gray-robed man quickly realized that all five people except him were dead.

Their throats were cut by the shadow blade in an instant, blood spurted out and scattered all over the ground, without even screaming.

"You! How dare you!"

The gray-robed man's tone was extremely resentful, like a vicious old wolf.

These believers, who could already be regarded as the backbone of Yuesong City, died without any resistance and without any effect!

And he couldn't figure it out, wasn't An Le already a Misty Cultist?

Why do you still have to shoot at them?

The power of the fog surged out, engulfing An Le.

Just as soon as he came into contact with it, An Le realized that these fogs were useless and almost harmless, they were just a cover.

However, this was as early as he expected.

The gray-robed man turned into a mist and fled at an extremely fast speed—from the very beginning, he never wanted to fight An Le.

Boom!

The gray-robed man bumped into an obstacle, feeling pain in his soul, and he looked around in astonishment.

Only then did I realize that no matter the top of the head, the bottom of the feet or the sides, they had already been covered by waves of shadows.

And this shadow, even the fog can block it!

"hehe……"

The grey-robed man sneered, because he discovered that the obstruction of the shadow is not absolute, he can penetrate it slightly, and as long as he has enough time, he can escape from this shadow cage.

"It's so naive to want to trap me based on this!"

"It turns out that your shadow doesn't exist either..."

His words stopped abruptly, like a chicken being strangled by the throat, just because he saw the gray statue that An Le took out.

The gray-robed man had never seen such a strange statue.

It was clearly carved as a woman, but at the same time revealed the power of brilliant light, and the power of dark and deep mist, and there was also an aura that made the gray-robed man tremble from the bottom of his heart just by feeling it.

That kind of breath should not exist in this world.

Chaotic illusions emerged in the soul of the gray-robed man. He seemed to hear some unknown creature roaring, and saw a group of indescribable things crawling and wriggling under the bottom of the sea, on the muddy seabed, calling and worshiping some kind of thing.

Like foul-smelling, rotting claws, rising from the sea, the gray-robed man was dragged into it, unable to escape.

[Filthy sanity +3! 】

[Filthy sanity +2! 】

[Filthy sanity +4! 】

【…】

An Le didn't expect that before killing the gray-robed man, he would be able to collect a wave of wool in vain, which can be called a bloody profit.

"Little, good job."

An Le turned his head, looked at the phantom emerging from the side, and praised.

Just at noon today, Xiao Xiao finally woke up from a deep sleep, and her image also changed.

Now Xiaoxiao is no longer a ten-year-old girl, but a slightly older girl of thirteen or fourteen, with a delicate face, shoulder-length hair, and a slightly curvy figure.

It can be seen that she is growing towards the image of her disciple "Bai", but in essence, she is two completely different existences.

Of course, An Le only regards her as an employee, her appearance is not important.

Just looking at the ability to work, Xiaoxiao has also become a lot more capable.

The most notable and practical change is her control over the power of the mist, which she can now absorb and release.

Because of this, An Le was able to disguise himself as a Misty Cultist, and then unexpectedly attacked and killed the people in the alley.

And with her, there is no need to worry. The Misty Cultists turned into mist and fled. They only need to use shadows to form a circle, and then use Xiaoxiao to absorb them all. This not only solves the problem, but also pays Xiaoxiao a salary.

Isn't this a win-win situation?

An Le looked at Xiao Xiao with a smile: ‘As expected of my No. 1 employee. '

The girl in the white dress shuddered all over. Her strength had indeed improved, but her fear of An Le had not diminished but instead increased—the process of absorbing the God of Radiance had left a deep psychological shadow on her.

Xiaoxin looked at Anle in fear, for fear that he would reinvent himself indiscriminately.

An Le checked the environment of the alley, and was surprised to find something soon.