Why do you want to call me

Soon, the blurry shadow stretched out two groups of tentacles, which directly engulfed the man's legs and feet.

The Gospel flew out in an instant, but was caught firmly by a person.

And that person tried to grab the shadow with his backhand after being tripped.

It's just that his hands slid across the blurred shadows and made an empty space.

"who are you!"

The person who caught the book let out a sharp roar, and at the same time, endless fog gathered, trying to tear away the blurred shadow of the figure.

But the shadow just stood there blankly, all the dark red mist was absorbed by it.

These mist, which can absorb the vitality of the morning star warlock, have no effect in front of it.

A warm, joyful feeling of fullness can't help but radiate out.

The witch was already sensitive to emotions, but seeing the joyful emotions now, anger welled up in her heart for a moment.

But the next moment, as her strength recovered, some memories came to her mind.

His whole body was almost bone-chillingly cold, as if he had entered an ice cellar.

Looking at the shadow gradually appearing in the mist, she seemed to recall the fear of that day.

It's it!

It turned out to be it!

It was the shadow creature that gave him a premonition of danger!

The person holding the Gospel couldn't help taking a step back.

At this moment, the witch felt her gradually recovering strength, but she didn't want to contact this shadow creature at all.

So the red mist was quickly recycled into the Gospel.

Looking at the surrounding environment that suddenly became brighter, Ji Yan and Ying Ying were stunned for a moment.

Just now, he was in a posture of trying his best, but now he suddenly ran away...

Regardless of what they felt in their hearts, the witch just wanted to escape as soon as possible.

When the time comes, go to your own residence in the slums to retrieve your own things.

With that power as a supplement, he can also return to his former state.

In her plan, she planned to eat this group of warlocks to recover a little strength, and then find Alisa for revenge.

In fact, there is no change in the plan now, but the exit is very embarrassing.

The witch's face was very ugly, so comforting herself.

At that time, she should leave this scarred place.

It's just that before she leaves, she needs to try something that has a very low probability.

Since he can't ascend to the gods, he can only forcibly ascend to the gods with the help of other people's bodies.

But this required the help of the instrument in her own residence, which she had spent a lot of time getting out of it at that time.

I hope Alisa won't mess with that instrument, it will be troublesome if it breaks...

When the witch was thinking about it, she found that the person who was holding her stopped.

In front of her, a pair of blood-red eyes were staring straight at her.

For a moment, the witch felt flustered and ashamed.

It seemed that the person standing in front of her was her former belief... Ms. Dark Night.

No, it's impossible.

The witch forcibly suppressed the restlessness in her heart.

But then the shadow dissipated, and a pure black crow spread its wings in the air, watching him closely.

For a moment, her soul was shocked and her heart trembled.

Yes... His messenger!

She is the messenger of Lady of the Night!

The Lady of the Night has found herself!

He has found himself!

The witch was panicked, but she did not give up her desire to survive.

She could escape even if Lady Dark Night came in person, let alone her messenger.

Thinking of this, the witch couldn't help but raise a glimmer of hope.

If there is still a chance, there must be a chance.

……

Ji Yan looked at the gospel book in the man's arms.

He finally knew where that sense of familiarity came from.

Isn't this the priest's Gospel...

I just don't know how I got here.

Thinking of the brainwashing ability of this Gospel book, Ji Yan suddenly understood where so many believers who are not afraid of life and death come from.

He had seen firsthand how the Gospel was brainwashing.

At that time, the Gospel was not destroyed, but now it has come out to be a demon again.

No wonder those seniors in the previous life always talked about cutting the grass to get rid of the roots...

It seems that not only those who carry on the ideal must be removed, but even their belongings must not be let go.

Ji Yan flew towards the Gospel, and his sharp claws grabbed the Gospel in the man's arms.

At the same time, the shadow has quietly lurked in his shadow.

Firmly controlled the whole body.

The witch was shocked, and countless negative emotions emanated from the book, guiding their emotions.

Shadow was the first to be recruited, and immediately fell into a sad mood.

In a daze, it saw Alice laughing wildly in front of him, bluntly saying that he would never be able to touch the picture of the kitchen again.

At the same time, its position beside the master was gradually replaced by Alice, and I watched the master's shadow getting farther and farther away from me, as if it was out of reach...

Thinking of this, the sadness of the shadow is like a tide, endless.

It is also like a raging flood, extremely intense.

Woooooo...Master, don't leave me...

Under the great sorrow, the strength of the shadow restraint gradually decreased.

At this moment, the witch's heart is also bleeding, because this is not the power of the Gospel, but the source of her own soul.

That's why the effect is so strong.

But this is not because she wants to fight back, but to create opportunities for herself to escape.

In the face of danger, the witch can only give up most of her power, including the Gospel.

The moment the crow's claws touched the Gospel, a strand of her soul left the Gospel.

With the overflowing power, the witch successfully escaped into the darkness.

Ji Yan didn't even notice all this.

It can only be said that he deserves to have thousands of years of escape experience, and every time he pinpoints the timing, it is just right.

As long as you go faster or slower, there will be a trace.

Feeling that the connection between the Gospel and herself has disappeared, the witch's heart is full of urgency.

Without someone she can rely on, how can she survive?

There is no doubt that there is only one way to die in front of him.

It all seemed to be at a dead end.

The witch's soul was floating in the void until a gleam of light appeared in front of her eyes.

She frowned, it was...

But there was no time to hesitate, and that was all she could do so far.

In one room, the body of a middle-aged man lay flat on the ground.

If it wasn't for the slight ups and downs in his chest, he would have seemed dead.

A woman is also passed out nearby.

The middle-aged man suddenly took a breath, and then sat up abruptly.

His expression was ferocious and distorted, like a ghost in prison.

It's just that his body was trembling slightly, as if he was struggling to get rid of something.

"Damn!"

The witch cursed softly.

Because the middle-aged man still had a little will to struggle, she did not choose to continue using this body, but changed to another body.

He was useless in the plan, so the witch simply gave it up.

But I didn't expect to have to restart now.

But this was still the best fit body she could find.

Feeling a little sluggish body, the witch looked at the still unconscious woman beside her.

"Believe it or not, if you continue to struggle as an apostle, I will kill your wife!"

"But if you just leave me alone, I won't hurt her!"

As soon as the words fell, she felt that the body stopped struggling.

Getting up with difficulty, he opened the door of the room.

The surroundings were quiet, occasionally there was a scream, but it quickly returned to calm.

Is it the empire that discovered the change here and started to clean it...

The witch thought with some seriousness.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps, followed by the sound of surprise.

"Master Priest!"

"We were looking for you, but we didn't expect you to be here!"

"Let's go quickly, those hounds of the empire are coming!"

The witch looked at the man in front of her, she knew him.

It was a subordinate who helped the middle-aged man deal with things.

"You came just in time."

"Don't leave in a hurry, do you know where the items you found before are stored?"

The subordinate was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed: "Master Priest wants to make a comeback with supplies, I know where it is!"

"Very good, take me there now!"

"Yes! Everything is for Twilight's... Cough, I am a little fluent, my lord priest..."

The subordinate was a little embarrassed for a while, he did yell smoothly, and even thought he was a member of the Twilight Cult.

But in fact he knew the real situation inside the church.

They are only in the name of the Twilight Sect, and there are almost no people who really believe in the Twilight Lord.

Including the leader of the church, Lord Priest!