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Chapter 633

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"Don't you think this kid is interesting?"

Standing in front of the tavern and looking at Adil's figure, Sham revealed a smile.

She seemed to have thought of something interesting, and a mysterious smile appeared on her face.

Beside her, the old housekeeper frowned. Looking at her expression, he couldn't figure out her attitude.

"Then should I go and sort out the information about the Bloody Knight and give it to him?"

He opened his mouth and asked tentatively.

"No need."

Sham raised her head, and a smile appeared on her charming face: "Bring someone to the Bloody Knight's place and tell him what happened today."

"You want to?" The old housekeeper frowned, he couldn't figure out her attitude.

For dark creatures who were known for their brute force and barbarism, power was the most direct way to suppress others. Thinking about this kind of thing was really not good at.

If it was someone else who dared to do this in front of him, he would have already torn them apart with a sneer.

However, although the girl in front of him didn't seem strong, her identity was extremely special. Even a powerful dark creature like him didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of her.

"Some time ago, the Bloody Knight sent me a letter, and in the letter, he wrote one thing."

Sham stood at the same place and looked at Adil's figure from afar in Silence. Her eyes gradually became deep, as if she was thinking about what happened before, "He still hasn't given up on that matter. It was like that in the past, and it's still like that now …"

"He wants to collect the blood of all kinds of powerful creatures to cultivate the most perfect carrier to prepare for the resurrection of the Blood Moon God. He also wants to use the power of the curse to control the body of the Blood Moon God in the human world, subvert all countries, and pave the way to the throne of the gods."

"This is really a crazy idea." The old housekeeper's expression changed, and his indifferent expression couldn't help but change: "With the body of a mortal, he wants to control a god, genius and crazy …"

"He won't succeed." Although he was wearing a maid's clothing, there was a strange and mysterious power around his body, making him look like a high and mighty Queen of Hell, noble and dignified, making people not dare to look at him directly: "Lowly mortals can never imagine the mighty power of the Gods. It is impossible to compare with them."

"But I have some ideas about his plan. I can take this opportunity to get in touch with him."

"You're the manager, I'll listen to you." Standing beside Sam, the old butler was a little puzzled, but in the end, he shrugged and did not express any objections.

… …

"A deep sense of malice is sweeping over …"

Wearing a straw raincoat, walking in the empty alley in the rain in Silence, Adil silently raised his head and looked at the pitch-black night as he muttered to himself.

Standing in the same place, he closed his eyes. At this moment, the mental power in his body was sublimated, slowly combining with his will, and under an inexplicable connection, he explored deeper.

As his will probed deeper, bits of purple Origin Energy began to surge on Adil's body. The nodes on it were like tiny dragons. At this moment, they roared in unison, like fresh lives, roaring and surging in this long purple river.

"The power of the world is starting to surge, something is going to happen …"

Feeling the change in his body, Adil raised his head and recalled the scene just now, and his eyes were shining brightly.

After coming to this world, although most of his origin power did not exist, the power of his ability still shrouded this body, allowing him to feel the change in his origin power at all times.

Since coming to this world, the part of the origin power that was stripped from his main body had turned into the power of this clone, and it began to spread along with Adil's activities, gradually expanding its influence.

And just now, the origin power in his body began to surge spontaneously, spreading towards the nodes around him.

This was the prelude to being involved in a big event.

It was a big event, and it was a big event that had a far-reaching impact, enough to have a far-reaching impact on the current Adil.

"The change in origin power started after I came out from the Wind Nest Tavern …"

Standing in the same place, Adil thought silently, then slowly raised his head, "That maid …"

"The pulse of the power of destiny has started …"

Far away, in a luxurious courtyard, Marle, who was wearing an ordinary gray maid robe, was stunned for a moment. She looked towards a certain direction far away, and her face was filled with obvious joy.

In her eyes, a strand of violet energy of Destiny was soaring into the sky in a certain direction in the distance. The peerlessly majestic and boundless energy of Destiny caused even a knowledgeable witness of Destiny like her to feel shocked.

"The change of destiny is right in front of me, I must quickly grab hold of the opportunity and obtain the trust of destiny."

She stood up from where she was and carried away a bucket of water that had just been fetched from a well, while thinking about this in her heart.

Time passed bit by bit as she waited.

Very quickly, three days passed by very quickly.

In the evening, in one of the cages, an anguished wail filled with fear slowly rang out.

A sharp sword light flashed in front of his eyes, then dots of silver light blossomed, bringing about a resplendent flower of blood.

In an iron cage, looking at the prisoner who fell in despair in front of him, Adil calmly put away the sword in his hand, looked at the corpse in front of him, and slowly raised a black crystal in his hand.

A bit of life force was slowly injected into the corpse, then the corpse in front of him started to change.

The corpse that had just died, originally still had a strong and vigorous life force, the skin and tissues still had vitality.

But at this moment, under the effect of the black crystal in Adil's hand, the life force of the corpse in front of him seemed to have been sucked away, directly turning into a dried corpse. All of the essence contained in the corpse was absorbed by the black crystal, causing the black crystal to become even more resplendent and beautiful.

"Only equivalent to half a person's worth?"

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Adil was a little dissatisfied.

Before today, although he knew that the conversation that day would lead to some problems, but he did not know the specific situation, Adil was still prepared to complete the deal with Sham, giving him 100 souls in exchange for information about the Bloody Knight.

And the choice of these souls was naturally to choose those who were evil.

The choice was not entirely because of the values of good and evil, but also because of the price-performance ratio.

In this world, it was far easier to be a bad person than a good person. The number of evil people was also far more than the number of good people, so it was much easier to find them.

As soon as he returned to the manor, Adil used his authority as a baron to screen the prisoners that had been imprisoned in Tam City in the past, specifically choosing those who were evil to be used as raw materials for refining the Soul Stone.

Unfortunately, it was unknown whether it was because of the materials, or because these people were not evil enough, the souls of these prisoners that were sent over did not meet the requirements of the Black Soul Stone. Originally, it was enough to convert a person's worth of souls, but in the end, only less than half of them could be converted.

This meant that the number of people that Adil had to kill had greatly increased.

Of course, if it was only to this extent, it was not a big deal for Adil.

However, he was not in a hurry to complete the deal, and there were evil people everywhere. Even if there were more of them, it would at most cost him more time to complete the deal.

Instead, it was something else that was more urgent.

"The growth of the Massacre Energy is getting faster and faster …"

Standing in the same place, looking at the corpse under his feet, Adil was silent for a moment, and his expression gradually became solemn.

At this moment, if someone could see into the depths of his body, they would discover that in Adil's body, spots of red Slaughter Power had already occupied a very large area. Although it was still very small compared to the huge amount of Life Energy, compared to before, it was almost several times larger.

This was the result of Adil's efforts during this period of time.

Along with Adil's massacre, during this period of time, the Massacre Energy in Adil's body rapidly grew, the speed had already reached a level that even Adil was on guard.

The Massacre Energy was too easy to obtain. As long as one continuously slaughtered, one would be able to obtain an endless amount of Massacre Energy, using it to obtain great power.

This was also one of the reasons why no matter which country it was, those who killed believers would be shouted at and killed, like rats on the street.

The harm of killing believers was too great, and those who obtained power through killing would inevitably indulge in the desire to kill. In the end, it would gradually evolve into terrifying and cruel massacres.

In the history of this world, there were many records of killing believers, massacring cities, and even slaughtering countries. The vigilance and hatred towards the killing of believers were also deeply engraved in the creeds of many churches and countries along with these records.

At this moment, Adil had a feeling.

If he completely let go of his body and mind, no longer suppressing the Massacre Energy in his body, and instead followed this power and slaughtered with all his heart, he would probably be able to break through to the third level very quickly, recovering to the fourth level, or even the fifth level.

However, this way, his body would be deeply imprinted with the Massacre God's brand, and from then on, he would be inseparable from the Massacre God. He would be reduced to the point where he would be shouted at and killed by the entire world.

He might even have to face the terrifying Massacre God directly.

Obtaining power, but in the end, he would be heavily restricted. This was a choice that Adil would definitely not make.

"Looks like the process of searching for the power of other gods must be hastened …"

Sheathing the longsword and looking at the corpse at his feet, this thought flashed past Adil's mind. Then, he stood up and walked outside.

At this moment, there were already some people waiting outside.

"Lord Baron."

In the rather spacious manor, a slightly bald old butler bowed respectfully to Adil, then looked at him and said, "I've already spoken to the magistrate. A new batch of prisoners will be sent to you very soon."

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