The Wizard is Coming

　　 "Only you are the only one to prevent Silaya from resurrecting?"

Looking at Shalan, Sen pursed her mouth and did not immediately answer, but at this moment, Silaya's nails pierced Sen's skin and flesh three-pointers again, causing Sen to snorted and said again: "I am the only one. People, I am the descendant of the rebel army who resisted the rule of the Cthulhu Church, and I am the only one left."

　　 Sharan didn’t believe Sen’s words, but to him it didn’t matter whether the question was true or false, so he continued to ask: "Why are you keeping Silaya from resurrecting? You should rely on it?"

"I, I am a warlock, although I have not reached the extraordinary level, but as long as you act carefully, according to some information left by the ancestors, you should be able to keep Silya in a deep sleep until she can no longer wake up. I never thought that everyone in this village would become her believers, so after discovering that something was impossible, I just..."

　　 "You went into hiding and took the opportunity to escape, right?"

Hearing Shalan's words, Sen's face turned red, and he nodded and said: "Yes, I, I can't fight those ignorant guys, and I can only warn outsiders to be careful about Silaya's resurrection after I escaped. ."

　　 "There is no need to say more if you want to whitewash your behavior. Now I only have one question left, that is, should I kill you a hundred or forgive your life."

　　 Sen raised his head suddenly, and said with a horrified expression: "No, don't kill me."

　　 "It's not impossible not to kill you, then surrender to me, become my servant and serve me, so that you can survive, otherwise I can only kill you, because you know too much!"

　　 As soon as these words came out, a faint murderous aura was released from Shalan's body, making Sen's face extremely difficult to look.

Although Sen has inherited the legacy of his ancestors and wanted to prevent Silaya from recovering, in fact he was at most deceived by the glory of the ancestors and the power brought by the half-slinging spells. He thought that he was responsible for saving the world. It’s nothing more than a young man. He only has the glory brought by the legacy of his ancestors, but he has no ability to bear responsibility and consequences. When reality shatters his glory, Sen immediately becomes no different from ordinary young people. He immediately flinched from the threat.

　　 "I, I am willing, I am willing to be your slave, don't kill me."

Seeing the trembling Sen with scared eyes and red eyes, Shalan suddenly felt that even if Sen really surrendered to her own hands, such a mind could not be of much use. Thinking of this, Shalan suddenly felt extremely irritable and subconscious. She wanted to take out the pistol and kill Sen, but at this moment, Silaya suddenly spoke.

　　 "Master, how about handing him over to me? At least I can transform him to be more obedient and ferocious, at least not at all."

　　 Hearing what Silaya said, Shalan nodded and said, "Okay, then I will leave it to you, and also ask me all the spells he learned and write down for me."

　　 "Yes, master."

Nodded, Shalan turned and walked towards the camp. The cool night breeze blew on Shalan’s face, causing him to feel a little tired, and suddenly felt that something was wrong with him, even though Shalan didn’t. He does not reject killing, but it is also when necessary. He is not the kind of perverted killer who kills at every turn. Killing does not bring him the slightest pleasure. However, when he was a little upset just now, his first thought was Killing Sen is definitely different from his original style, and this sudden change is definitely not a good thing.

Pausing, Shalan looked at her hands and muttered to herself: "Could it be the reason for absorbing the blood in the blood pool? Or is it... fundamentally the change caused by the "Magic Cow Breathing Method" , It was supposed to be a subtle change, but because of absorbing the essence of life in the blood pool, it was only one step away from reaching the supernatural point, making the change in xinxing become obvious?"

With a sigh of relief, Shalan looked at the full moon in the sky, and faintly understood in his heart that the problem of "Magic Cow Breathing Method" that was originally relatively far away from him, after he reached half a step beyond the catalysis of the blood pool, No longer far away formally placed in front of him.

Back in the camp, Shalan put a large branch that he dragged back on the ground, divided it into several pieces with an engineer shovel, lit a bonfire, heated some food and ate it, and lay down. Asleep in the tent.

　　 Early the next morning, Fu and Ailan decided to return to Yuk New City, and Goner and the others were prepared to wait longer for Cynthia’s rescue to come here due to many injuries.

Shalan naturally followed Fu and Ailan to leave~www.NovelMTL.com~ Although he left Cynthia City for only three days, the things he encountered during this period have made Shalan feel quite tired, whether it is from the spirit It was physical, he continued to go home and rest quickly. Besides, the 33 Seeds of Life in his body were in a weakened state, and he urgently needed various supplements and medicines to speed up his recovery. Naturally, it was the most convenient after returning to the manor.

As for Silaya and Sen, Sharan has already told Siliya that he will bring Sen and the two living armors to Cynthia City to find him when Sen’s affairs are completely handled. Then he will arrange them. thing.

　　 The car drove to the outskirts of Cynthia City and put Shalan down. After Shalan and Fu left their contact information, they said goodbye to the two of them, turned and took a taxi and headed towards the Winerman Manor.

Shalan looked out the window. He had encountered many police officers and soldiers on patrol along the way. This was definitely an abnormal situation. When he turned to look at the taxi driver, he suddenly saw him hanging on the rearview mirror. A large number of various folklore warding off evil objects, such as crosses, silver nails, etc., jingle with the driving of cars.

　　 "Uncle, why are you hanging up so many things?"

　　 was taken aback, the driver glanced at Shalan from the rearview mirror and asked, "Aren't you from Cynthia City?"

　　 "I'm a native of Cynthia, but I haven't returned after three or four days of going out."

"No wonder...but you were really not very good when you came back. If I were you, I would continue to go out and stay for a while and come back. Cynthia City is not peaceful recently. There are spirits raging. It is said to be very powerful. What is it called? ...Yes, in the building called the Snake Forest Apartment, all the people in it died overnight, and even the police guarding it there were killed and injured a lot."