In a small tavern, several sharp eyes were staring at him at the same time. At this moment, Adil's mood was very complicated.
The massacre caused by the killing of believers had nothing to do with him at all. Not only that, he was also one of the victims of the massacre. He was targeted by Orff and forced to inject a drop of Slaughter Blood into his body, which put him at a lot of risk out of nowhere.
But now, in this place, he was seen by others as a killing believer, and he was Orff's scapegoat.
This unique situation happened now. Even with Adil's character, he felt very complicated at this moment.
However, despite his complicated mood, he could still figure out the situation in front of him.
"The person who caused the massacre was not me."
Sitting quietly in front of a huge round wooden table, Adil sensed the gazes from all directions and spoke in a calm tone, "That's right, it's not a big deal, but it's not a big deal.
His tone was calm. After deliberately distorting it, his voice had become completely different. Coupled with the mask on his face, it was impossible to guess what he was thinking.
"Heh …"
A sharp claw reached down from afar. In an instant, on another round table, a huge figure shrouded in shadows made its move. An arm suddenly reached out, and in an instant, an incomparably fierce gust of wind hung in the air. It was like a steel whip suddenly lashing out, and it was indescribably fierce and terrifying.
What was more terrifying was that the claw carried a little shadow aura, and a kind of evil aura that seemed to come from the abyss of hell. As this existence made a move, the aura rippled in the surroundings. The power contained in it instantly made the eyes of many people present turn serious.
"This evil aura …"
Looking at the giant claw pressing down, Adil had a deep understanding of the power contained in that claw. At this moment, he only felt that there were countless people in front of him wailing and crying. Countless undead were roaring in despair, struggling in the shadows with a horrified expression. They looked up to the sky with a horrified expression, as if they were roaring and praying.
Bang!!
A silver long sword was unsheathed in the blink of an eye. Under Adil's control, it directly hit the giant claw. It was wrapped in a huge amount of combat aura sublimated, and with an unstoppable momentum, it slashed down forcefully.
The two collided in mid-air, and a clanging sound of metal colliding sounded. Then, combat aura and evil aura raged in mid-air, as if it had broken through the isolation of space at this moment, sweeping in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the spacious basement in front of him was thrown into chaos.
In the same place, as the two clashed, in the surroundings of the basement, a series of colorful dark runes rang continuously, accompanied by faint waves of wailing and prayers, forcibly blocking all the aftermath of the battle, leaving not a single trace.
"Hmph!!"
In the same place, as the two clashed, the obstacles between the two quickly shattered, directly turning into powder and dissipating on the spot.
And in front of Adil, the person who was slashed by Adil only felt a vigorous and huge combat aura surging all over his body, causing him to uncontrollably stand up and take a few steps back before he was able to stop.
Drip, drip …
The sound of blood dripping slowly rang out. Everyone turned around and looked, only to see that on the person's body, the originally complete black robe had been completely torn, revealing the ferocious body that was originally covered.
And on his chest, there was a deep wound that appeared out of nowhere, impressively caused by Adil's sword just now. On the wound, there were bits and pieces of combat aura left, causing the wound to not only be unable to heal, but also become more serious.
Looking at this scene, everyone's pupils shrank. Looking at Adil from afar, the hostility that originally existed in their eyes quickly disappeared, replaced by a little bit of observation.
The person who attacked just now was already considered to be one of the top in the group. Once his strength was unleashed, he could be comparable to a peak Silver knight for a short period of time, definitely a giant of a region.
However, even with such strength, he still suffered a loss in the hands of the slaughtering believer, and even suffered a slight injury from the attack.
Being stared at by many, and feeling the faint hostility and observation of these gazes, Adil sat there in Silence, with a mask covering his face, causing people to not be able to see his true expression.
But at this moment, his expression, coupled with the strength that he displayed before, made people feel that he was even more unfathomable, causing them to not dare to easily show their hostility towards him.
"Alright, we are all in Thamu City, it's rare for us to gather together, let's not fight here."
On the side, the old man who was previously in charge of supporting on the stage walked out. Looking at the tense atmosphere in the room, he had no choice but to mediate.
"The next program has been prepared, whether you want to leave or continue to stay, you can do as you please."
After saying this, he continued to walk out without any hesitation.
On the spot, as his figure left, a few figures in the room immediately stood up and left, including the existence who attacked Adil previously.
At this moment, all the clothes on his body were torn, and his entire upper body was directly exposed. However, the originally smooth and smooth skin was covered with black scales, like armor, covering a few of his vital parts.
This characteristic did not seem like that of an ordinary human, nor did it seem like a real fiend, but more like some half-demon existence that was tainted with the blood of the devil.
Getting up from where he was, the being wore a rigid bronze mask on his face. He glared at Adil with a pair of sinister eyes, but did not say anything vicious. Instead, he led the people around him and left the place.
After he left, the atmosphere slowly recovered from the dead silence.
Some people were talking in whispers, and the voices were intermittent, as if they were discussing something. There were also some people who took out some items and placed them in front of them, and it seemed like they were specifically waiting for people to come over to trade.
Adil casually looked around, and most of the things that the people here brought to trade were black crystals.
The black crystal was extremely pure, and the darkness within it was so deep that it could not be seen. Faintly, it seemed to condense into many faces that revealed expressions of fear and despair. These expressions would cause one's heart to tremble, and one would instinctively feel pity and sympathy.
Between these black crystals, there were occasionally some pale white crystals.
Compared to the black crystals, the power contained within these crystals seemed to be much stronger, and the soul fluctuations within them even made Adil feel a little familiar.
"Mister, are you interested in the Soul Stones refined by five Dusky Priests?"
Sensing Adil's gaze, and seeming to know what Adil was looking at, the figure with the pale white Soul Stones turned around and looked at Adil, and spoke softly.
This person's voice sounded very soft and gentle, and even though there was a wave of mental strength in it, one could still hear that it was a good female voice.
"These Soul Stones … Where did they come from?"
Looking at the Soul Stones in front of him, Adil was silent for a while, and then asked.
This question caused the woman in front of him to smile, "Of course they were extracted from the Dusky Priests."
She looked at Adil, and seeing that he did not speak, she continued to speak, "Some time ago, a massacre broke out in the Kingdom of Veruba, and a large number of priests were attracted here. Among them, there was a group of Dusky Priests that was alone, and I encountered them …"
As she spoke, there was naturally no need to say more about what happened next.
To these evil beings, the priests were their mortal enemies, but at the same time, they were a rare resource.
Compared to ordinary people, because the priests served the gods all year round, the strength of their souls and willpower far exceeded that of ordinary people. The Soul Stones extracted from their souls were also more useful, and to these evil beings, it was a precious resource that they could not refuse.
Compared to ordinary people, the souls of ordinary people were not only weak, but also difficult to form. Out of a hundred people, perhaps only one could truly condense a Soul Stone, and naturally could not compare to the priests of the gods.
"One hundred gold coins for a black one, and no gold coins are accepted for the white ones, only in exchange." The gentle voice continued to sound in front of him.
Beside him, a figure with a faint bloody aura strode forward, and after looking at Adil with some fear, he walked in front of the woman, "I want a black one …"
As he spoke, he placed a hundred gold coins in front of the woman, then took the black Soul Stone from the woman, and walked to a corner.
Looking at this person, Adil's expression did not change, but his heart moved slightly.
The person who just glanced at him was none other than the elder brother of this body, Zim, the heir of the Bakuru family.
The moment he saw Zim exchange gold coins for the Soul Stone, Adil finally understood why the wealth accumulated by the Bakuru family was used up so quickly.
The gambling debt was probably just a pretense, and the truth was that it was all used to exchange for the Soul Stone.
In a corner, holding the Soul Stone in his hand, Zim felt the unique rhythm of the soul's wailing. He was excited, and without hesitation, he picked up the Soul Stone in his hand and bit it.
Ah!!
A faint scream came from where he was, and in the blink of an eye, it rang in his ears.
Then, a faint warmth emerged from all parts of his body. At this moment, it was all applied to his body, making his condition better than ever. It was as if he had taken drugs. His entire body felt extremely happy, and an intoxicated expression appeared on his handsome and pale face. The aura on his body also seemed to grow faintly.
In the distance, watching Zim swallow the Soul Stone directly, and feeling the change in his aura, Adil shook his head inwardly.
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