The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

In another subsidiary town of Sofia, where the group of the apostles and the ranks of the great priest Anad were located, Ulysses was walking on the street.

On Ulysses's left hand is Helen with a happy smile. Tonight she is wearing a white pajamas slightly modified by Aya. The original pure white pajamas had some golden lines, and the faint light shone in the magic crystal lamp on the street, which was very eye-catching. But she didn't care about it, just gently took Ulysses' hand and enjoyed this rare time.

The lively publicity of the merchants nearby, as well as the colorful jewelry and candies seem to be absent in her eyes. In her big silver eyes, there was only Ulysses next to her. For her, as long as the place with him is the happiest and most beautiful place in the world, even if that place is only a dark hell.

In front of Ulysses and Helen, Iphia was happily running around on both sides of the street. It was the first time she saw so many exotic products from all over the mainland, she was obviously lost in this street. For her who grew up outside the mainland, everything here is interesting and novel. Although I have seen many interesting products when I was in Taji City, it is obviously inferior to this place. After all, the glorious festival held every four years is one of the biggest events in the mainland.

"Big brother, look, look, what is this! It's weird!" Iphia, who picked up a strange doll from the stall next to him, ran to Ulysses, her white face full of excitement. Emoji.

"The upper body of the human body and the lower body of the horse are centaur puppets that have disappeared. Legend has it that they are very good at bows and arrows and javelins..." Ulysses replied affirmatively after recalling the racial knowledge recorded in the priest's canon.

"What about this..." After receiving the answer, Iphia happily picked up another doll.

The owner of this stall seems to have collected a lot of rare dolls, many of which Ulysses have never seen before. However, I have to say that these dolls are very well made, and even the smallest details are made exactly as if they are real creatures shrunk.

"Are you interested in buying one?" The owner of the stall is a businessman who is covered in a blue cloak and is focusing on carving. From the sound point of view, it should be a young woman.

However, it is more appropriate to say that she is an artist rather than a businessman. The attitude of being so absorbed in creation and almost ignoring the presence of guests is quite bad as a businessman.

Moreover, the location of her stall is also very strange, actually in the shadow of a building. If it weren't for Iphia was running around aimlessly, it would be almost impossible to discover the existence of this stall.

"Iphia, which one did you fancy." Ulysses had no interest in dolls or anything. However, seeing Iphia so happy, of course he would not remain indifferent.

"Well, this one is good, that one is good, it's really hard to choose..." Iphia twisted her hands together, looked and looked at a pile of dolls, it seemed difficult to choose.

"Ah! That's it, this one is the best." After a while, Iphia finally found her favorite doll. It was a tall and mighty warrior doll with scars all over the body.

"Okay." After taking a look, Ulysses immediately understood why Iphia chose this. This huge black doll is very similar to the giant Hercules, the guardian of Iphia, especially the overwhelming sense of power.

"This is a doll of the Berserker family, which is said to have disappeared in the war. Three silver coins." The owner of the stall looked at Iphia somewhat unexpectedly. Generally speaking, few girls would like this type. Doll's.

"Thank you, big brother." After getting the doll she wanted, Iphia happily gave Ulysses a hug, and then continued to run around in front of various stalls and shops.

"Helen, don't you have anything you want?" After buying the Berserker doll for Iphia, Ulysses asked Helen next to him.

Helen shook her head gently, and continued to hold Ulysses's hand quietly, smiling at him.

"Then, let's continue walking." Ulysses gently stroked Helen's head, leading her to continue the tour.

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An hour later, a tall figure wearing gold armor, still dazzling even in the streets of this night, appeared in front of Ulysses and Iphia, the stall that Helen had patronized.

"What the **** are you doing, Hugo! You actually set up a stall in a place like this. Have you forgotten all the things your sister has confessed countless times?" The heroic king Yu Ke, who has been looking for a long time in the town Asked domineeringly.

"..." The businessman covered in the blue cloak did not answer, but continued to sculpt the doll in his hand. It seemed that he didn't see the heroic king Yu Ke at all.

"...Hey, did you treat your sister like this?" Although the person in front of you didn't speak, the heroic king Yu could easily tell from these weird dolls that this guy's body is not her favorite. Who else is the perverted sister of the soul making doll. Only a puppet with a real soul can have such a close-to-real feeling.

"I don't have that kind of idiot sister who is so stupid that she can use incomplete soul transfer techniques to experiment..." After successfully carving the doll in her hand, the younger sister of the heroic king Yuke—Hugo finally turned her attention. Came back.

"If it weren't for me to prepare, sister, you wouldn't be able to get out of this body in your entire life."

"That was just an accident. Who knew that this body made from the corpse of the bull of the gods would be so unusable. It was useless except for its high defensive ability." The heroic Wang Yuke shrugged his shoulders, as if to say. A thing that has nothing to do with yourself.

"This body was originally not for human use. In my calculations, the person who used it should have been the soul of an eighth-level monster. Sister, didn't you think about the consequences?" Sister, Yuguo is a little bit helpless.

"How can the soul of the eighth-level monster be so easy to get, even if there is no such collection in my Babylonian treasury. Where are you going to find it?" The Heroic Spirit King Yu said without regret.

"Of course not in your Babylonian treasury, because those souls were made into weapons a long time ago. Those weapons, at our two current levels, can't be taken out at all." Looking at the unrepentant sister , Hugo sighed quietly.

"Hey, is this the attitude of talking to your sister? If you continue, I won't give you the funding for your research. I don't even think about it. Without my treasure, where would you get the money to buy materials for experiments." But he snorted and took out his nirvana.

"Got it..." Although she didn't want to admit it, Hugo also knew that without the wealth of her nervous sister, her soul alchemy experiment would not continue-she would not have time to run around on the mainland. Go collect those rare materials.

"Sword of Mercury!" With Hugo's call, countless black feathers fell from the sky, and a black shadow emerged from the void.

With long silver shawl hair, cold red eyes, and those black wings, the silver-haired doll that emerged from the darkness was as beautiful as a black angel. However, I don't know why, those eyes are filled with cold and lonely breath.

"Sword of Mercury, have I found the place where the dark powers you are looking for gather?"

"I found it. It's on the ground floor of a hotel in this town. It's confirmed to be the darkest place in the neighborhood, Master."

"Very well, sister, I will be there to help you perform the soul return ceremony, but are you sure you want to change it back? Although this body is a little slower, if it can take more than ten years to synchronize, I am afraid It is the most powerful body among the seven-level powerhouses."

"A body that cannot respond correctly to an attack is nothing more than a sandbag, no matter how strong its defense is. Moreover, because of the incompatibility of the soul, when the vital body is hit by a fatal impact, it will directly lose consciousness. Such a body is not worthy of being used by the original. The king uses it.” The heroic spirit Wang Yu made the decision without hesitation.

"So that's the case, there is no way. It seems that this female body created from the corpse of the bull of the gods is really different from what we expected..." Hugo looked at the tall body of the heroic king Yu Ke with interest. These questions , For her to make a perfect doll, but it is a lot of help.

"Don't talk about this rotten body, Hugo, have you really repaired this doll that is said to be mixed with the power of the cursed angel's feathers?" Looking at the black doll that has been floating in the air since it appeared, the heroic spirit Wang Yuke asked with some doubts.

"This...physical aspect is indeed completely repaired." Hugo said with less certainty.

"These cursed dolls are not so easy to manipulate. Even if you have the treasure house of Babylonian wisdom, it is best to be careful. Historically, the alchemists who used these dolls were all killed by out-of-control dolls. It's gone." Even the heroic king Yuke, who doesn't put anyone in his eyes, is a little worried about his only sister.

"understood."