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Chapter 1600

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Alisritter couldn't help but shake his head when he saw how flattering Bloody Mary was, but he didn't say anything else.

Everyone's personality was different.

That was why the players in the big city had their own choices.

The natives of the dungeon world were the same, they were all kinds of weird characters, and since Bloody Mary became a follower, it was no exception.

It wasn't exactly like.

It wasn't hate either.

Alisritter wasn't used to dealing with this kind of person, so after he greeted Kieran, he hastened his steps and headed out of the ruins.

J.Pearlman and Decoman were still waiting outside.

There were some things that he had to explain to Decoman.

Kieran, of course, wouldn't stop Alisritter from leaving.

In fact, Kieran's attention was on Bloody Mary at the moment.

After eating [Voodoo Soul Crystal Fragment], Bloody Mary's attributes went through a qualitative change again.

[Name: Bloody Mary]

[Type: Superior Demon (Abnormal Form)]

[Rarity: II]

[Attack: II]

[Defense: II]

[Attribute: 1. Illusion; 2. Phantasm Body; 3. Hand Blade; 4. Consume; 5. Quick Regeneration; 6. Demon Instinct]

[Effect: 1. Form Change; 2. Mystical Knowledge (Pro); 3. Noble Knowledge (Master)]

[Prerequisite: Submit]

[Remark: Due to an accident, the High Demon (Abnormal) born from the Blood Queen Tiara has reached the limit of a common demon after consuming the Voodoo Pillar, but it isn't a common demon. It's smart enough not to simply fuse with those seemingly powerful things. It only fused with the things that are most beneficial to itself. You've fed it time and time again, making it stronger and stronger. It has exceeded the limits of a common demon.]



[Illusion: Create an illusion that requires authentication no lower than rank I-, Intuition no lower than rank II (Target will suffer rank I mental impact if 1 authentication is failed; target will suffer rank II mental impact if 2 authentications are failed). When there are multiple targets, Spirit and Intuition authentication will decrease as the number of targets increases; when the target's emotions are unstable, the authentication will increase.]

[Ethereal Body: Become ethereal, immune to all physical damage, receive 60% of energy damage, Undercover level + 3]

[Palm Blade: Hands as sharp as a famed blade, attack rank + 1 (Cannot exceed rank III)]

[Consume: Able to consume the blood and soul of living beings with any part of the body, rapidly regenerate wounds, stamina, and remove debuffs. When in chewing mode, + 3 recovery speed]

[Quick Regeneration: Consumes less stamina to quickly regenerate HP. Consumes a certain amount of stamina to quickly regenerate limbs (including but not limited to the head).]

[Demon Instinct: Only a handful of demons possess this skill. It allows a demon to slightly sense the thoughts of a living being within a close distance, including but not limited to humans. When the being being sensed is in an unstable emotional state, the demon can more easily sense it. When faced with illusions and illusions, the demon has a certain chance to see through them.]



[Form Change: Able to transform into any human, humanoid, or living being that the wearer has ever seen (Possess all the wearer's abilities and a part of the aura of a transformed being), the size of the transformed being cannot exceed a large size (elephant is the limit of a large size); or transform into the Blood Crown (When the wearer wears the crown, the wearer can choose any of the three attributes of Bloody Mary as skills)]

[Mystical Knowledge (Pro): Able to grasp all kinds of mystical knowledge with ease.]

[Noble Knowledge (Master): Familiar with the knowledge that the nobles must master.]



[Note 1: Slave Contract, no cost required]

[Note 2: Strengthen the contract, even after breaking away from the original Fantos Manuscript, it will still be your slave]



Rank II Superior Demon was no doubt the strongest one among all the followers of Kieran.

Along with all the other attributes that continued to grow, Bloody Mary had become an indispensable part of Kieran's battle and scouting.

Especially in the scouting aspect, with the appearance of [Demon Instinct], Bloody Mary was the best candidate to search for hidden information.

So …

A new contract appeared.

Bloody Mary signed its name as usual, as if it was malt syrup.

Resist?

No way!

The feeling of being powerful was too wonderful. Although it would die a few times from time to time and there were no holidays, it was worth it since it was powerful.

As for the West Coast that it couldn't forget?

Sorry, where was that?

Was it edible?

Was it delicious?

After putting away the contract, Kieran walked out and Bloody Mary vanished into the shadows.

Kieran had to leave.

However, Bloody Mary, who carried Kieran's orders, would not leave.

It needed to search for more clues about the person behind Aligino and Valenhart.

Even without Kieran's order, Bloody Mary would not let the person go.

It knew the person was the source of its continued growth.

Once it found the person, it would let its boss kill the person and it would loot the corpse!

Everything was perfect!

Life was beautiful!

Looking forward to the beautiful future, Bloody Mary passionately threw itself into the search. Kieran saw J. Pearlman and Decoman again.

Unlike the messy state they were in when they first met, the two of them swiftly recovered after drinking the healing potion.

"Thank you."

J. Pearlman walked over and sincerely thanked Kieran.

He knew if it wasn't for Kieran, he would have lost his life.

Decoman's target was Alisritter, and after getting his hands on Alisritter, J. Pearlman didn't think he could survive, just like the dead Freedom Alliance members.

Once he thought about his dead comrades, J. Pearlman's blurry face showed sorrow after surviving the ordeal, his eyes started to turn red.

The fisherman was never a cold and heartless person with a heart of steel.

Quite the opposite, his kind-hearted personality had determined his heart to be soft and tender.

"Everything will pass."

A palm patted J. Perelman's shoulder and a hoarse female voice sounded.

Decoman was tall and buff, much taller than a common man, wielding a long-handled battle axe and donning leather armor. Decoman walked up to J. Pearlman.

Decoman, who looked like a female barbarian, bowed to Kieran in a solemn manner.

"Thank you for everything you've done.

If you need anything in the future, please tell me.

I'll do my best to help you. "

Decoman wasn't one to beat around the bush. Her straightforward personality gave Kieran the chance to demand an exorbitant price.

Kieran wasn't surprised though.

If it wasn't for Decoman's personality, why would Alisritter owe her so many favors?

Kieran didn't say anything, looking at the 'followers' further behind the two of them. The natives from various dungeon worlds were looking at him in panic. Some of them noticed Kieran's gaze, their faces turned pale and they backed off.

No doubt the fire that burned the city had filled the natives with fear.

Kieran didn't explain.

Given the situation before, it was the best way for him to locate Valenheart as soon as possible.

"I've discussed it with Decoman. We're ready to rebuild Freedom Alliance, and they will be the first batch of members."

J. Pearlman pointed at the natives and said.

"Are you sure?"

Kieran asked.

Players weren't that casual in choosing followers.

The chosen followers must have at least one skill or considerable strength. It would be best if they had both. However, most of the natives in front of him were ordinary people. They were merely followers that Valenheart brought back for the sake of 'authenticity'.

Aside from having a certain level of strength, it would be amazing if they had a certain skill.

Basically, any player who passed the newbie trial could crush them.

Therefore, if the natives became followers, they wouldn't provide any help to the players. Instead, they would become the players' burden, requiring the players to take care of them.

Kieran didn't have high hopes for J. Pearlman and Decoman's choice.

However, after J. Pearlman nodded, Kieran didn't say anything else.

Everyone had their own choice.

The others couldn't interfere.

After a short conversation, Kieran decided to leave. Alisritter didn't stay either, following Kieran to the train.

Neither of them spoke. They remained silent.

It wasn't until the train stopped in front of Harvest Inn's station that Alisritter spoke.

"Help me tell Rachel that I need to disappear for a while."

Alisritter said.

"Disappear?"

Kieran was curious about what Alisritter meant.

"Yes, disappear.

"Because I'm not sure if I'll be able to return here again."

If I can, I'll repay Rachel's kindness twice over, but if I can't … please apologize to her on my behalf. "

Alisritter said seriously.

"This kind of message is too heavy.

It's better if you do it yourself. "

Kieran shook his head and rejected.

"I also want to do it myself, but …"

"If I dared to say that, I would be beaten to death by Rachel in the tavern."

Believe me, Rachel will do it. "

Alisritter smiled bitterly.

Kieran thought for a while and nodded.

"You agree?"

Alisritter asked delightedly.

"Nope.

"I simply agree with what you said."

Some things have to be done on your own.

Running away is meaningless! "

Kieran waved at Alisritter and walked back to Harvest Inn. He still had something to ask Rachel.

Alisritter, on the other hand, looked at Kieran's back blankly as he vanished behind the inn's door. He shrugged helplessly again.

"Running away is shameful but useful!"

Letting out a sigh, Alisritter looked at Harvest Inn and boarded the train again.

The train whizzed away and soon disappeared from sight.



Kieran greeted the acquaintances around him and took the extra lemon water from Lawless.

Kieran didn't even need to taste it, all he needed was a sniff to know that this lemon water had more than a spoonful of honey added to it compared to Rachel's usual lemon water.

"Rachel will beat you up if you keep acting like this."

Kieran sighed.

"It's fine.

She doesn't know. "

Lawless said fearlessly.

Kieran shook his head when he saw how fearless his friend was.

How could Rachel not know?

She was just waiting for you to jump in like an idiot and then she would slowly deal with you.

Kieran was like a spider waiting for its prey.

Of course, Kieran didn't tell Lawless about it.

"Thanks."

Kieran said with the lemon water in his hand. At the same time, he subtly glanced over Derder. The doctor seemed to have mingled with the lone wolves around him. He was sitting in the middle of Hanses, Coll, Ramont, and Rhino, laughing out loud.

Derder didn't notice Kieran's gaze.

Lawless, who was standing in front of Kieran, didn't notice either.

Lawless took out a cigar from his backpack and passed it to Kieran.

"Do we even need to talk about this?

Top quality stuff!

It took me a long time to find it, cherry flavor! "

Lawless said with a grin.

"I'll savor it."

Kieran took the cigar and walked to the living room with a smile.

Why didn't he reject Harvest Inn anymore?

No doubt, Lawless was the main reason.

Inside the living room, Rachel was slumped on the sofa. When she heard Kieran's footsteps, she didn't have the slightest intention to get up, not even batting an eyelid.

"You told me to take it step by step."

Kieran sat opposite Rachel.

"That was before you showed up.

No matter how calm a person is, when they see a person who is far weaker than them surpass them in such a short amount of time, they will be eager for quick results. "

Rachel said calmly.

"You should think more about Lawless."

Kieran tried to persuade her.

"Is it because he added three spoonfuls of honey to your lemon water?"

Rachel glanced over at the half-empty lemon water in Kieran's hand.

Kieran was defeated right away.

He realized he wasn't suitable for persuasion.

So, Kieran went back to the question he wanted to ask.

"How much do you know about Aligino and Valenhart?"

Kieran asked.

"A little more than you.

But it's related to the guy I told you about before.

So … "

"I can't tell you."

Rachel moved her body, trying to make herself more comfortable to answer Kieran's question.

"Wind?"

Kieran continued.

Rachel didn't say anything, which meant she admitted it.

However, Kieran sharply noticed that when he uttered the word "wind", a special energy appeared on Rachel's body.

Although there were no changes to Rachel's appearance, the feeling of confrontation was real.

Even mentioning a related word was considered a contract backlash?

Kieran frowned.

It was definitely not a good sign.

It meant that the contract was perfect and there were no loopholes to exploit. It also meant that once the contract backfired, it would cause unimaginable damage to the person who broke the contract.

"Do you need me to do anything?"

Kieran asked.

"Do I look like an old man who can't walk?"

Rachel rolled a white eye at Kieran before continuing, "Mind your own business! I know the Witch very well. Although she isn't an evil person, she isn't a good person either. If you erase half of her mark, it might trigger a series of unpredictable consequences. "

"Don't think that since you're going to face her sooner or later, you might as well touch her power and have a general impression of her. It's better than being caught off guard."

"Believe me, that woman is much more decisive than you think."

"Since she made her move, she won't hold back, giving you a chance to turn the tables."

"It's even possible that she has already laid out an inescapable net waiting for you."

Kieran smiled at Rachel's warning.

It wasn't that he didn't care.

Rachel was trying to persuade him with all her heart, how could he not care?

But …

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

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