Feiqi went to the kitchen, took an axe, and put some walnuts into his pocket, and held a radish in his mouth. The battle made him hungry, and thinking was very tiring, so he needed to make up for it. By the time he returned to the tower, the old man Kipling had already opened the box and was sitting on the ground holding a huge drawing to check.
"Eat some walnuts?" Feiqi put the shopping aside first and smashed walnuts on the ground with his wide back of an axe. The old man nodded and reached out his hand.
"I already know the identities of these guys. I am most likely to destroy the rebirth of the cult - I found the evil emblem in the form of tattoos at the woman's crouching nest, and the other two people did not have tattoos, but they probably were her servants."
"Give it, walnut kernels." Feiqi took care of the two people's mouths first, and then satisfied his curiosity. He raised the woman's arm and found the tattoo inside his smooth arm: a mountain and the ground cracked in half, with a flame in the middle. It seems that the cracks between the mountains and the earth indicate destruction, and the flame indicates rebirth of the fire?
"What is the background of this cult? Why have I never heard of it?"
"It is normal that I haven't heard of it. In the Principality of Aria and the surrounding areas, the Church of the Goddess of Truth has absolute support from the administrators, and other sects cannot be publicly spread. The Goddess of Truth is the only true god in the present world. All the other sects believe in the disappearing history, or even completely illusory concepts. Therefore, the Lord of the Creator belongs to the disappearing ancient god, and is a history that carries great power. The destruction and rebirth cult believes in the rebirth ancestor, a completely evil concept of destruction, and a false illusion."
"These guys used to be mainly engaged in the ignorant south. Local rulers used fear to intimidate the people and snatch wealth from the people with their hope of rebirth. The truth of the Goddess of Thunder spreads the truth. Although the truth is true, some people can't learn it if they listen to it, and they don't even want to learn it. They would rather have fear and distort their understanding of the world, and then drive them to do stupid and bad things."
"There are some people in this world who are stupid, unable to learn, and cannot correctly understand the world. They are quite pitiful. But more people are actually bad, and then pretend to be stupid with ulterior motives. Many of these people gathered in the cult of Destruction and Rebirth." The old man read several drawings brought by the invaders while talking, and his brows became deeper and deeper: "They are actually here to modify the magic array of salvation this time? But what effect can these runes cause?"
"Don't ask me, I don't know much about the structure of the magic array of the divine magic. You should worry about this." Feiqi knocked on the last walnut, and saw that Midnight had completed the process of rebirth, and slowly walked over. It swayed and weak, and its belly was as weak as if it had been hungry for many days. When he lay on Feiqi's hand, he screamed in coquettishness and complaining: "Meow..."
Under "normal" conditions, it only says "hair". Why did it make a cat meow this time? Feiqi picked up Midnight from the ground and suddenly felt his hands were light. He hurriedly touched Midnight and found that the cat's belly was empty and only had a layer of skin.
"This..." Feiqi was panicked and turned midnight in his arms. At this time, the black cat's belly was sunken, which was caused by the disappearance of the inside. The injuries caused by the corrosive rays did not recover during the rebirth process. The black cat simply "live". After all, it is not a devil, and it cannot use the power of hell like the devil to completely recover physical damage.
The soul is still there, and the body can still do the simplest activities. This is the current situation at midnight. Feiqi couldn't bear to look at its pitiful big eyes, so he could only hold it tightly in his arms and bury his head among the shriveled fur.
"How is midnight? Do you need a blood transfusion again?" Old Man Kipling sighed when he saw this, "Supporting it is a good deed. If you can do your best, but if it doesn't work, don't force yourself. It's more important to take good care of yourself first. I regret giving you a tip now, you must not let your health be damaged, do you know?"
"I will do my best, but I won't give up." Feich raised his head and talked to Mr. Kipling. He didn't want to show his sadness to others, but only in this way can the other party read his lips and understand what he said. "I need to be alone for a while now, and then I will go to the meditation room to be on duty and wait for Kelly to wake up."
"Well, OK. I'll look at their stuff again. Take the lantern around you, and wait for Kelly to wake up and let him come down to deal with these corpses. You haven't learned these things yet, so you don't need you for the time being."
Feiqi left the axe and left in midnight. He was very sad, but not confused, because he knew what he should do. At this time, besides perfecting his thinking, solving problems, and getting out of trouble, is there anything else worth spending?
What is missing at midnight is not blood. No matter how much blood is, it can only be alive and cannot make it regenerate a set of internal organs. Without internal organs, daily pain and torture are not neglected. In spring, if there is milk from the ghost cat and the complete body, how can it establish a digestive system and how can it grow?
So he found a place where no one was, holding the soul to harvest the dagger, allowing the part of the contract demon in his soul to play a role. Unconsciously, the dagger cuts his palm, a drop of blood drops fell to the ground, and Feiqi's soul entered hell.
"The Fork Road Demon, wake up! I'm back according to the method you taught me!" He sat in the throne, spreading his soul's palm to show it to the Fork Road Demon. "How long have I been?"
The fork demon's face emerged from the mirror. He first glared at Feige Hall angrily, and then looked at the palm of the "Snowman". "Depending on the healing speed, you should have about half an hour. You didn't insert the soul harvesting dagger into your palm, right?"
"Of course not. Didn't you say it's only a slight scratch? I don't want to send my soul into the soul crystal next door."
"Yes. If you go in, it will consume your full resurrection soul, and the rest..." The fork demon suddenly widened his eyes: "You... what did you do, and finally you have a decent harvest! Two chaotic souls of crazy believers, and a horse... No, is it a nightmare?! The nightmare soul full of resentment?!"
"Just two? I remember stabbing three with a dagger?"
"A normal soul is not worth talking about, and what did you use to consume a part of it? You have never died, so that is to resurrect that useless black cat, right? I am not your housekeeper, don't waste my energy on these trivial matters. Let me tell you first, how did you make a horse so angry? Its soul has turned pure black."
"I don't have time to tell you a story. I'm here for urgent matters." Feichi waved his hand: "I know that the devil with possession has the ability to repair his skin. Can this ability be used on other creatures, such as my midnight? I need to regenerate its internal organs."
"Yes, it can be done. As long as you kill the soul of the cat and possess it, you can exert the devil's ability and consume the power of hell to regenerate internal organs." The fork-way demon snorted and mocked: "What do you think the devil is, a hypocritical and stupid angel? The devil's power is for himself, how can it act on others? Have you ever heard of the devil healing wounds for people?"
"No? Can't we sign an agreement with the devil to remove diseases or treat injuries?"
"Of course you can sign this way. But the devil is taking away the disease and transferring toxins, but not curing it. If you want to regenerate organs, you can find another waste cat of the same size and take out its organs. I have a way to transfer it to your current body. However, this method is extremely safe and will most likely cause physical mutation. The cat is no longer a cat, but a crazy monster that does not recognize relatives. So the question is whether you have the courage to try this smallest possibility of success?"
"Don't listen to him bewitching it. It's just that the devil has limited ability and cannot regenerate others. He is ashamed to admit that he is looking for excuses to change the topic, or trying to anger you, and then control you. You must always remember that once you use and rely on its power, you have to pay the price, including giving it greater freedom - which is very dangerous." Feige Hall in the other mirror said: "Don't be fooled, first talk about what happened, call your cat over and show me. Can't it come too?"
In fact, he was wandering around the Hall of Hell at midnight, and was currently curiously looking at the prayer in the corner of the hall. It tentatively stretched out its claws, scratched it quickly, and quickly took it back.
The judging and absorbed by the soul dagger, and the Qibinger turned from the wandering soul looked down at the black cat, and decided not to pay attention to it. It raised its head, turned back its gaze, and continued to look at the earth world full of space turbulence with its expectant eyes.
"Don't let him go, stab it or grab it into the soul crystal! Wandering soul is indeed quite strange, and the ability of the soul to harvest daggers is deviated. However, the prayer is available in all planes, and the soul dagger should be able to kill and absorb it." The fork demon frowned and said, "It's no harm to try it. Anyway, Wandering souls or the prayer are dead. This is not against your precious conscience, right?"
Feiqi looked at Qibinger, then asked the Forward Demon: "Can you cure midnight by directly consuming the power of hell?"
"Hell provides you with energy, how to use it depends on your own skills. So... no." The road demon could not lie to Fitch, after all, he could not deceive his soul.
"Save it." Feiqi waved his hand. The prayer walked into another mortal world with a grateful expression, and Midnight ran over obediently when he saw the gesture. The wounds of the body would not affect its soul activities. Midnight lost his agility in the mortal world, and in hell it could easily jump on Fitch's knees.
Feich talks to the two guys in the mirror about what happened in the Ice Peak Fortress, focusing on the details of the "left-handed" woman using her ring to emit corrosive light.
"The Destruction and Rebirth of the Sect? Isn't that a boring thing created by the demons? It can still develop?" The demons made humming sounds one after another, full of contempt.
"I saw a tattoo from that woman, which was the image of a fire in the cracked mountains and the earth. Are you sure it was a demon's sect?"
"It was initiated by the chaotic demon, but the demon was not patient and would not run this sect at all, so I don't know who took over now. However, this explains why there are two chaotic believers. Hehe, you are also a mistake. Apart from angels, the devil hates the most is the chaotic demon. I don't understand order, and when I think of it, I will only bite it like a mad dog, causing a lot of trouble to the devil's career. Killing them is much more valuable than killing others!"
"I only care about midnight." The snowman from Ice Peak looked at Feige Hall in the mirror and asked with the last hope.
Chapter completed!