Ken gently raised his hand, swiped his fingers lightly, and a simple seal was formed in the air.

[One Ring Servais Melting Technique]

A sorcerer who can directly destroy the blasphemy spell as long as he understands its structure.

It is necessary to observe the fusion of some strange blasphemy spells, such as the blasphemy spell that affects the world at this time.

But not for Ken.

In fact, he could use the knowledge in his mind instead of praying and using the blasphemous techniques used by the fanatics in front of him.

I played more than the six of them.

The technique collapsed, and the fanatic looked at his palm blankly.

His magic was interrupted. He looked at Ken angrily and roared hoarsely:

"You! What on earth are you blasphemous guy..."

Noah saw a man in black robe turn around, and then, as the handsome man flashed his magic spell, the evil god believer became angry.

Then, without any warning, the cultist was split into two halves in the middle. Because the cut was too smooth, the flesh on both sides slowly slipped to the ground.

What happened... Noah slowly approached the gladiator.

I don't know who the person in front of me is, but it seems that he can really help me.

The eyes of the other cultists also flashed with shock, because the person on the ground did not stand up, and their bodies clearly still existed. Although they were broken into two halves, they could theoretically be repaired at will.

But he was already dead, just like an ordinary person who was killed.

This situation made them a little confused.

unreasonable.

It was as if the power given to him by the gods had no effect.

Ken looked past the cultists to the two in the middle and asked, "Gladiator, top student?"

He heard the two men talking inside the house.

The two men were almost yelling and could be heard even at the door.

Noah's eyes lit up, and he said, "You know us, who are you?"

"Hunter." Ken nodded, indicating that he meant no harm.

"Hunter..." Noah remembered the name.

He is a fourth-ring warlock with a good memory. He is a newcomer who just joined the mutual aid association two days ago. He has been diving since then. He did not expect that they would meet under such circumstances.

He also didn't expect that this newcomer was more special than he imagined.

Amelia turned her head curiously, looked at Ken with her big pink eyes, and asked curiously:

"Brother, do you actually know them?"

The eldest brother seems unwilling to kill them.

The petite girl shook her head helplessly.

Being unwilling to kill means that they may tell the information here.

Then the eldest brother will not use the power of the chaos side, and he cannot use his full strength to avoid having a bad impact on the eldest brother.

Emilia carried the scythe on her shoulder. The long blade was still as clean as water, and there was no trace of the fact that she had just cut a cultist in half.

Ken nodded and said, "I do know them. Please help them."

A hoarse voice came from the mouth of a man in black robes, interrupting their conversation.

"We're all here, let's die together."

Those cultists had long been dissatisfied when they saw both sides ignoring their conversation, and several twisted flesh and blood had spread from the ground to the soles of their feet.

Ken shook his head and put his palm on the umbrella, which trembled.

【Lucas·Soul Tremor】

The pupils of those cultists suddenly dilated, and their souls suddenly trembled uncontrollably. At the same time, a stinging pain penetrated their brains.

Several chains penetrated them without hesitation, and the nameless hellfire ignited. The terrifying cultists who had originally made the two people in the middle unable to do anything, instantly turned into twelve burning people.

Noah and the gladiator, who were surrounded in the center, looked at each other. Noah took the initiative to move forward, extended his palm in a friendly manner, and said to Ken: "I am..."

A sickle suddenly touched his hand.

Noah only felt a chill on his fingertips, and then a sickle blade appeared in front of his palm.

Cold sweat streamed down his forehead.

The girl in youthful attire turned around, holding a sickle in her hand, and said with a smile:

"Don't touch big brother with those dirty hands."

This is a treasure that she dare not touch casually in front of her mother, and she cannot let others touch it easily.

Ken glanced at Amelia and said:

"Emilia, nothing's wrong..."

The girl looked back at Ken before taking back the scythe. She turned around unhappily and said:

"Well... consider yourself lucky."

Leaving behind words like a naughty girl, she walked to the burning fireman of the cultist and kicked it off.

Ken looked at the top student and said, "My sister is worried about me getting hurt, so don't take it to heart."

He took the initiative to reach out his hand and said: "I am a hunter, a new member of the mutual aid association... Why are you here?"

Noah's half-retracted hand froze, and he stepped forward to hold Ken's palm: "My grandson is involved in this world, so I came to save him... You and your sister are..."

When the girl spoke just now, he felt a sense of fear coming from behind.

That girl really wanted to kill herself because he wanted to shake hands with the man in front of her.

And what's even more terrifying is that she can actually kill herself.

Ken glanced at the man in the gladiator's arms who was almost frightened.

That man has a complete magic circuit imprinted on his body and is already considered a first-level warlock. There is no subsequent extension for the time being.

He has a bright future and is eligible to take the entrance examination of the Alert Academy of Magic.

If he is still alive.

Ken turned his gaze and said with complicated eyes: "I plan to destroy this ceremony."

'To ruin this ceremony...'

Noah glanced at the warlock and his sister, and suddenly he asked: "You are so skilled in joint spells, are you a warlock from the School of Trickery?"

"Yes, who are you, senior?" Ken nodded and asked.

The spells of the School of Trickster are very conspicuous, and they often extend the spells they use with another spell.

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The School of Trickery... His teacher Nora is not active, and not many people even know that she is a professor of the School of Trickery.

Not because she behaves mysteriously, but because she is too homely.

The reputation of the School of Trickster is supported by his senior sister, Moon Witch Yuna.

"I am from the Construction School. I have met your senior sister, the Moon Witch, before. She once saved my life..." Noah shook his head and said: "If you want to stop the ritual, I can only use my psychology to prevent it."

God supports you...that is the work of the priests."

His talent was enough to reach the level of a fifth-level warlock, and he had a chance to graduate from Alert Magic Academy. Unfortunately, he encountered that unlucky ruin, and the one who rescued him from that ruin was the Moon Witch.

"I hope you can come out alive..." The ring in Noah's hand lit up, and a book with brown and gray cover appeared in his hand: "Your senior sister saved my life, and you saved my life again, so

I want to thank you both emotionally and rationally... This is my previous research diary, which records all my understanding of construction techniques. If you are interested, you can read it in the future..."

He sighed inwardly.

This is the most precious thing he carries.

In Noah's mind, the chance of the boy in front of him surviving was very slim, but before he left, Noah still handed over the most precious thing in his body to Ken.

And Ken saw that the old warlock in front of him took off his magic robe, revealing the smart work clothes underneath.

He handed the robe to Ken and said, "I have engraved some seals on this robe, some with four rings and some with three rings. You should be able to use most of them..."

Because warlocks must use seals to perform spells before they reach the fifth ring, so whether they are research warlocks or practical warlocks, they will first draw seals on the places where seals can be drawn on their bodies.

Some combatants even have seals all over their faces, just like shamans.

Warlocks, on the other hand, can use seals of higher levels.

With Ken's current soul extension, he can even use a five-ring seal... although it consumes a lot of mental energy.

"The seals used to construct the spell are very vivid. The one that looks like a ball is a fireball, and the one that looks like a wall is a fire wall..." Noah said, "Take it, I can only help you get here."

The boy in front of him was obviously a third-level warlock, so handing over his magic robe to him would give him a better chance of surviving.

Noah continued and added: "If you go out and need help from the Adventurers Association, just give me Noah Moulton's name..."

There was a pause in his words.

Because he had just been interrupted by that terrifying girl, he didn't even have time to introduce himself. He said again: "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I am the vice president of the Restoration City Adventurer Association, Noah Moulton.

He is also an honors student in the Restoration City Mutual Aid Association... The one here is the Gladiator, he has always called himself that, it is his habit, this is my grandson Mias Moulton."

A very polite old man.

Ken opened his mouth and introduced himself:

"My name is Ken Servais. The name of the mutual aid association is Hunter. Just don't mention my real name in the mutual aid association..."

Noah nodded and said:

"I see."

The Mutual Aid Association in Restoration City is indeed a mixed bag now. Many people are unwilling to reveal their identity in the mutual aid association, and the man in front of them is obviously one of them.

"Don't worry, the gladiator and I will keep your identity secret...but if I publicize the fact that the hunters are on this side, do you agree?"

Noah asked.

Ken politely said, "Okay."

To him, the hunter was just a vest. Whatever he did as a hunter, it would not affect Ken Servais.

Noah narrowed his eyes.

In just the blink of an eye, more than a dozen cultists were eliminated.

The sorcerer of the Trickster School in front of him is obviously a man who specializes in cultists. Therefore, he cannot be overstated in that world...

He looked at this man's handsome appearance seriously.

This guy is naturally endearing to people... Since he may not be able to come out, then you can help him leave some reputation in that world... you can.

He just wanted to speak.

"boom……"

A huge explosion sounded in the distance.

Then the earth trembled slightly.

It seems like the building is collapsing.

Ken's eyes lit up and he turned his head.

It feels like tearing down a home.

That's right, it's the Paladin.

The priests and paladins have approached the steam station against the resistance of the evil god's clones, steam machines, and cultists!

At this time, almost all attention will be attracted by these guys!

This is the moment Ken has been waiting for.

During the time when Emilia was not available to help, the only time he could sneak into the steam station was.

"I'll take my leave first." Ken turned his head and said.

"I wish you a safe return," Noah said.

He knew that the boy in front of him planned to enter that station.

This place is so close to the steam station. If it weren't for his grandson, Noah wouldn't have sneaked in here.

The warlock and his sister in front of them were obviously trying to enter the steam station.

Ken then turned to look at the grandson on Noah's side, took the magic robe from Noah's hand, put it on his back, and said: "Your grandson's current condition cannot leave this side normally."

After all, the evil god used him as a sacrifice and as a coordinate to merge the two worlds.

How could you let him leave so easily?

Ken continued: "If you want him to leave, it's best to ask for help from the priests... They are the only possibility for your grandson to leave this side."

Ken couldn't figure out how to let the evil god separate a part of himself. After much deliberation, only the priests could solve it.

And he said the same thing to other people he met on the road.

After speaking, he turned and left.

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, but the danger over there is not comparable to that of scrap metal!"

Although it was hard to persuade the damn ghost with words, she still planned to try.

Such an interesting man should not die like that.

Emilia jumped in front of Ken and continued to persuade: "If you continue to go there, if you die there, my mother will also be sad. I won't lie to you, you will definitely regret going there.

of!"

"Your mother..." Ken blinked.

The Emilia in front of me is part of the evil god.

Her mother is probably the evil god Emilia.

Then her mother will be sad for herself... which means that the danger there may not come from the evil god Emilia...

Although Ken's thinking was completely wrong, he got the right result.

He thought for a while, walked forward, touched Emilia's head, and said caressingly: "It's okay, believe me, I won't die that easily."

This was the third time he touched Emilia's head.

Emilia looked like a dead person, but did not swat his hand away.

It is indeed a pleasure to have such a beautiful person touch you.

I don’t know if I will have the opportunity to feel this kind of enjoyment again in the future. Because of this, Emilia closed her eyes and obediently enjoyed the man’s touch.

His hands are still very warm.

If you don't resist, just being touched and smelling his fragrance... is indeed a kind of enjoyment.

pity……

Emilia felt a little reluctant for some reason. She opened her eyes and looked at Ken up and down.

If she takes action now, breaks the limbs of her eldest brother, and then packs him away, my mother will definitely not mind.

After all, he was the one who protected them.

Emilia blinked, looked at Ken, her loving pupils twitched slightly, and said: "Speaking of which, big brother, if you go there, I can't accompany you, you are alone.

It’s a pity to go there…”

Her fingers gently touched the handle of the sickle.

His beautiful eyes stared at Ken's limbs carefully, thinking about where to start.

The shape of this muscle...

the members of this body.

It seems... it would not be a bad idea to pack him up and take him away, and then secretly hide him with him in a place where his mother and others cannot find him...

Amelia wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and was about to speak.

Her head suddenly fell into a state of softness.

A clear female voice sounded from behind her ears: "It's okay, I will accompany him, little girl, just go back to where you belong."

"..."

The word # popped up on Emilia's head, and she turned her head dissatisfied, her pink pupils almost shrinking to a slit.

What sow without eyes...

An elf girl with blond hair and green eyes was standing behind her with a smile, a golden light flashed in her pupils, and the pleasant voice continued: "Don't you dare to go there? Then let me accompany you.

Let him go..."

Emilia felt a little timid for no reason.

The girl in front of me seems to have...

The smell of her big mother.

It is an existence related to that elf girl.

She turned her head and looked at Ken, looked regretfully at his still existing limbs, gritted her teeth, and finally took a few steps back.

hateful!

When did this blond guy show up!

I didn’t feel it at all!

Ken looked at the blond elf.

She has elf-specific pointed ears, a soft face, looks very cute, and has thick dark circles under her eyes.

In addition, she was wearing a strange elf girl's clothes, which naturally exposed her lower abdomen, thighs, and forearms.

You know, it's winter outside.

Wearing such clothes in such cold temperatures.

And Emilia, whose strength was no less than legendary, did not refute her words, but was a little afraid of her.

Ken looked at the elf in front of him curiously and asked cautiously: "Um... who are you?"

"Well... my name is Doris, Doris." The blond elf's ears twitched, he looked at Ken excitedly, smiled and said: "Do you remember the last time we met, I even kissed him

you!"

Last time we met...

And kissed him.

its not right.

The last time we met, it was the elf girl Kailin who kissed Ken...

No, it seems to have happened.

Ken's memory goes back some time.

In the dream of Amy's father, William Wilder, he was wearing cold clothes and standing in the square. At that time, a blond elf hugged him and took a bite.

"Was that person you at that time..." Ken's mouth twitched.

He thought it was because the folk customs in Restoration City were too open during the steam era.

This guy in front of me doesn't look like a local.

"Hmm, it seems you remember me."

Ken felt his eyes flash, and the girl pounced on him and took a peck on his face. She looked at him with a smile and said, "I would like to introduce myself again. I am a high elf born from the World Tree in the East of the Elf Forest. I forgot my age.

, I am single now...er...female, please give me more advice in the future."

She blinked and looked at Ken, her ears twitching slightly again.

broken.

Why is the man in front of me so much more handsome than the last time we met!

I almost didn't finish the introduction I prepared.

Ken asked doubtfully:

"Are you... a high elf?"

He looked up and down at the high elf in front of him.

This terrifying race, which his master said was so terrifying that he must never touch it, appeared in front of him.

The blond hair is very soft and was not tied up much when it fell on her face.

The skin on her body is very white and she has a good figure.

His personality...seems pretty normal now, just a little out of character.

It seems that they are still accessible.

Ken asked: "Can you go to the steam station with me?"

Doris nodded obediently, she lightly stepped over and stood beside Ken, blocking Amelia's view behind her, and she said softly:

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Came for me...

Ken blinked.

What his master said was indeed correct.

High elves do seem to be perverts. No, you can get rid of the seeming. The elf in front of you is indeed perverted.

He and she only met by chance once, and then she suddenly said that she came here because of her.

"Humph, I have been looking forward to this meeting for a long time after we last met. Not only did I decorate our wedding room, but I also brought a marriage certificate. Do you want to fill it out now?"

Doris took out a certificate from her chest and said, "If you are willing, you can register now."

"The Civil Affairs Bureau of Weixin City has been unable to work for a long time..." Ken said helplessly.

People have already finished running.

It's not even sure if anyone is still alive.

"That's not necessarily true. Weren't they still working yesterday? How about letting them do it yesterday?" The high elf came close to Ken's eyes, narrowed his eyes and said, "Anyway..."

"Then I'll go to the steam station first..." Ken said helplessly.

He saw that behind Doris, Emilia had an expression like a dead fish face.

It's like seeing another person wearing clothes from your own wardrobe in your own room and not being able to resist.

If this continues, let alone what this high elf says is out of tune, his future relationship with Emilia will be broken.

Doris followed Ken obediently and said hurriedly:

"Hey, wait a minute, if you want to accept the high elf's wedding, that's okay. The World Tree probably still recognizes me, um... not very good. The World Tree should have taken out my bones and beaten me when it saw me...

…”

Ken walked out of the Restoration City Government Affairs Hall amidst the noise of the high elves.

Seeing that he was ignoring her, the high elf showed a sad face, followed him and secretly took out his notebook and started to recite his lines.

Under the dark sky, the huge steam station is right in front of you. Several inverted magic towers reach into the sky, and the bottom of the magic towers is almost invisible.

The smell of blasphemy came to my face.

There are only some steam machines on the street that are constantly approaching the priests on the other side. On the other side of the city, the holy light is constantly flashing.

The blasphemous ritual was right in front of me.
Chapter completed!