The voice was clear but there were no emotions, just like Kieran's calm expression.
The ashen faced apostle's body froze like he was frozen.
The prophet who broke down and cried didn't cry out loud anymore, but his soft sobs were even more pitiful than his loud sobs before.
The two of them knew a lot of secrets but when they saw Kieran standing in front of them, they could only react instinctively.
As for more?
That was restraining himself from trembling.
The apostle, who was pulled back by the prophet and shared the vision of the prophecy, looked at the desolate wilderness that was shrouded in darkness. Despair appeared in his heart layer by layer.
That was because he could see what the darkness was.
It wasn't natural darkness.
It didn't belong to normal supernatural darkness.
What was there was' devouring '!
The terror of devouring everything.
The black monster was lazy and arrogant but it didn't hide its hunger at all. It was like a high and mighty God looking down on everything in the world.
It was filled with disdain.
The apostle gritted his teeth and didn't bend down.
However, that was the limit.
When a streak of blazing light appeared in the distance, the apostle sat on the ground.
In his widened eyes, a lava demon appeared.
It was different from the black monster.
This lava demon gave off a violent and chaotic aura.
It didn't get close to it.
He realized that his soul was being polluted and evil whispers started to appear in his ears.
What was more terrifying was …
He couldn't stop such a change.
The apostle finally knew why his friend broke down and cried.
Death was unavoidable.
A bitter expression appeared on the apostle's face.
He tried his best to sit up straight, hoping that he could be more calm when death approached.
If he could, he wanted to stand up.
But his legs were a little soft and he couldn't.
The lava demon got closer and closer.
Then …
Everything disappeared.
He returned to the church once more.
Behind him was the prophet, who was sobbing softly, sitting in a somewhat decent position.
There were no more pitch-black monsters in front of him, nor were there any lava demons.
Only Kieran was left.
A seemingly normal and cold young man.
But this made the apostle understand how terrifying he was.
Evil God!
After experiencing death, he escaped reincarnation and was once again awakened as an Evil God!
Recalling the darkness and flames in his mind, the Ascetic Monk was very sure of the identity of the young man in front of him. After all, regardless of whether it was the darkness or the flames, the evil aura on them was obvious.
Sigh, is this our final destination?
The monk sighed in his heart and patted his good friend's shoulder, trying his best to calm him down.
Then, he tried his best to keep his body straight as he sat on the ground.
"I've seen your origins, Your Holiness."
"I also understand your identity."
"One of the many who left."
"Or perhaps one of those who should have decayed."
"We can't ask anything of you, nor do we dare to ask anything of you. We only ask that you abide by the ancient contract …"
As he spoke, a dagger appeared in the monk's sleeve.
The dagger was not long, but it was not small.
The blade of the dagger was very wide, making it look like a kitchen knife.
The monk aimed the dagger at his heart, his voice trembling.
"My soul shall become your sacrifice."
"As you please … enjoy!"
The strange dagger stabbed straight down.
However, it didn't pierce the monk's chest.
The prophet, whose face was covered in tears and snot, grabbed the monk's wrist and shook his head hard. His tears and snot splashed on the monk's patched but clean robe.
Kieran stepped back quietly.
'I've seen disgusting things before.
But it doesn't mean I'm willing to touch them. '
After maintaining a safe distance, Kieran looked at the prophet.
"Your return, your resurrection, I've seen it all."
"I've also seen what you are looking for."
"I wish to make a deal with you."
The prophet begged softly.
'You saw what I was looking for?'
Kieran's eyes flashed with doubt.
Truth be told, he didn't believe the prophet saw anything. Even if he did, he was just scaring himself.
And …
Quite a bit of fear.
However, it didn't stop Kieran from testing the prophet.
"A deal?"
Kieran asked slowly while maintaining his calm voice.
"Yes, a deal!
I will give you a piece of information and it will point directly to your opponent … The opponent is the one you are looking for, right? "
The prophet nodded his head forcefully. His remaining snot flew out and stuck to the monk's robes, forming a sparkling, translucent, but extremely sticky thread.
Kieran's eyes unconsciously shifted away.
It was only then that he realized to his surprise that the prophet before him seemed to know a lot more than he had imagined.
He should at least know some secretive things.
As for the so-called 'opponent'?
Kieran didn't think the prophet saw Broker.
Aside from the layers of protection that Broker had set up around himself, a common prophet shouldn't have been able to locate him. If it was that easy to locate him, the grass on Broker's grave would have been 3 meters tall. Those who wanted to kill that bastard were as numerous as the carps in the river, endless and endless.
The protection of the 'big city' alone was enough to render the prophet helpless.
More so, how could a person who only saw the surface of the prophet see so much?
Then, why would the prophet say something so 'accurate'?
It was simple.
It was a rhetorical trick.
If he really was as the man described, it was impossible for him to not have any enemies, and among these enemies, there would definitely be some that he wanted to get rid of.
Given the circumstances, it wasn't strange for the prophet to say he wanted to find that person.
It could even be considered very accurate.
Although he knew it was fake, Kieran was happy to know the secrets that the prophet knew.
The prophet was overjoyed when he saw Kieran nod.
He opened his mouth and said.
"Your opponent is hiding here!"
The prophet was still explaining.
However, no sound came out. The prophet's mouth opened and closed like a fish that was thrown onto the shore. The prophet acted like he didn't notice anything and continued.
The monk obviously noticed something wasn't right.
He raised his hand and covered the prophet's mouth.
But it was too late.
The sunlight outside the window started to dim.
The shadow under the window started to darken.
The dim sunlight didn't have its radiance anymore.
The dark shadow had an extra sense of coldness.
Kak, Kak, Kak.
A layer of frost appeared on the floor of the chapel, and the sound of something freezing filled the air. Everything was distorted by the sound of something freezing. The tables and chairs were like towels that were wrung dry, and the candlesticks and candlesticks were reduced to the most basic form of oil, gathering into a pool. A humanoid figure formed in the pool, emitting a fishy smell of oil.
The monk and the prophet were frozen, they couldn't see what was happening.
Kieran was also frozen, but his vision was able to see everything that was happening.
He looked at the world that seemed to have lost its color and curled his lips into a grin.
It wasn't a monster!
At least it wasn't a normal monster!
It was mixed with extremely chaotic Power of Faith!
A God similar to the Old Book?
Or …
The guesses in his heart made Kieran stand there quietly, waiting for the figure to appear.
The humanoid figure soon finished forming.
It stopped in front of the Ascetic.
"Stupid idiot!"
It commented like this.
"Damn coward!"
It said after looking at the prophet. It then looked at Kieran.
"Arrogant fool!"
You will never know who you will run into!
Who is it?
Of course … "
The humanoid figure instinctively wanted to reply but it suddenly realized something was wrong. It wanted to retreat but it was a step too late. Kieran, who was supposed to be frozen, raised his hand and shattered the frost on his body. Kieran's left hand grabbed the humanoid figure's neck and with a little strength, the neck formed from wax started to crack.
However, the humanoid figure didn't panic at all. Instead, it laughed coldly.
The humanoid figure, who was supposed to be bound, turned its hands into candles and stabbed at Kieran.
The humanoid figure was terrified when it felt the terrifying heat coming from its neck.
Its body, along with its arms, melted again at a speed that was many times faster than when it was condensed.
Then …
The wax liquid started to evaporate!
Melting wasn't scary, it could form again.
But what if it evaporated?
It couldn't regain its body anymore.
The space in its heart occupied its mind.
"Spare me!
I'll hand over the key forever … "
The cry stopped abruptly as the raging Devil Flame drowned the humanoid figure. Kieran looked at the burning figure quietly. Even when a crystal ball appeared from the figure's body and floated before Kieran, Kieran didn't care.
Until the figure really died.
Kieran then looked at the crystal ball.
The crystal ball was the size of a fist and Kieran's image was printed on it.
[Name:???]
[Type: Wonder Item]
[Rarity:???]
[Attack:???]
[Defense:???]
[Attribute:???]
[Effect:???]
[Prerequisite:???]
[Able to bring out of dungeon:???]
[Remark:???]
…
A series of question marks appeared in Kieran's eyes, causing him to frown.
It seemed like Kieran's Mystical Knowledge couldn't recognize the crystal ball, or it required special knowledge to do so.
Since everything was still unknown, Kieran was careful not to touch the crystal ball, allowing it to float in the air. He looked at the apostle and prophet.
The black and white faded away.
The two people who had been frozen to death were safe and sound.
Both of them saw Kieran again.
One of them was stiff, the other was sobbing softly.
The pale apostle tried his best to straighten his body.
"I've seen your origins, Your Majesty.
I also know who you are. "
…
Just like what the prophet said before.
It was exactly the same.
His expression didn't even change.
Even the special dagger returned to the apostle's sleeve. When the apostle tried to take the dagger out, the prophet stopped him again and repeated what he said earlier.
The monster that was born from the candle started to form again.
Kieran raised his hand and fired Devil Flame.
The apostle was instantly vaporized.
Another crystal ball floated before Kieran.
Then, the stiff ascetic monk and the sobbing prophet appeared again.
Kieran slightly frowned, but he didn't do anything else.
He waited for the process to finish before he fired Devil Flame again and vaporized the monster that hadn't appeared yet.
The number of crystal balls increased to three.
The three crystal balls were like satellites, orbiting around Kieran.
…
In the unknown void, the existence that was watching the scene gave out a low and malicious laugh.
"Only three times!
This is just the beginning! "
As he spoke, he laughed again.
It had been a while since the existence played this little game.
The sudden appearance of a qualified person delighted the existence. It was eager and even dragged the existence into this little game without caring about anything else.
After all, it hadn't tasted such delicious food for a long time.
However, it still had its own restraint.
A complete set of table manners would not only make the food taste better, but it would also make him feel more at ease when he ate.
So, it waited patiently.
Waiting for the food to make a mistake.
Only the mistake would ferment.
However, it slowly realized the food was different.
10 times!
20 times!
30 times!
The existence didn't change its target, it was staring at the right choice.
"Hmph!
Very cautious.
"But how long can such caution last?"
You will eventually change your target!
Just like the Sanctuary Knight who swore not to harm the innocent, how many times did that tasty snack attack the apostle and the prophet?
The 101st time?
Or the 102nd time?
No rush, I'll wait patiently. "
Time passed minute by minute.
When Kieran attacked the candle monster for the 200th time, the predator couldn't sit still anymore.
The candle monster didn't just appear out of thin air.
The table manners weren't used randomly either.
All of this was because the predator needed its energy supply.
Each time the candle monster died, the predator's energy would be depleted.
Every second the table manners were maintained, the predator's energy would be depleted.
'I have to change it!'
The predator thought.
Then, it used a bit of energy from outside the table.
The black and white world started to change right away.
Dense scales appeared on the apostle's body, his nails grew longer and his teeth sharpened. Within a breath's time, the apostle turned into an armored monster.
Kacha!
The monster turned around and bit off the prophet's head, then started to devour him.
Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.
Broken bones littered the ground.
Kieran watched the scene unfold. When the candle monster appeared, he fired Devil Flame at it and turned it into steam again.
"Why aren't you attacking?!
The apostle is already a monster!
You should have killed the apostle first! "
Its roar echoed in the void.
That existence wasn't willing to give up, so it attacked again.
This time, it didn't let the monk eat slowly. After biting the prophet to death, it pounced towards Kieran. However, Kieran didn't counterattack at all. He dodged and waited for the candle monster to appear before him. Then, he evaporated the candle monster.
Even though the prophet turned into a monster, it didn't change Kieran's mind.
Another 300 times.
The existence in the void went silent.
It realized this qualifier was different from the ones it had met before.
Its increasingly weak body told it that it had lost its food this time.
It sighed and canceled the hunt, memorizing the appearance of its food.
It swore to never play games with this person again.
Then, it prepared to leave.
Just as it was about to hide its tracks, it heard a gulp.
Judging from the gulp, it knew the person was hungry.
More importantly …
It wasn't the existence.
Without any hesitation, it sped up its stealthy speed. However, an invisible mouth fiercely bit down on its tentacles, dragging it out with all its might.
"Let go!
"Damn it!"
"You don't have any table manners, let go of me!"
It shouted repeatedly, but the invisible mouth didn't let go. Instead, it pulled harder.
And …
It was pulling and chewing at the same time.
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