full-time ability

Chapter 503
A group of royal guards, pressing the prison cart, passed through the street. The prisoner was a wizard with a pointed hat, who was tortured to the brink of death.The thin body swayed with the tremor of the prison car, like a leaf in a strong wind.

Death Scythe glanced at the prisoner, curled his lips and said, "So it's this guy, one of the most famous evil wizards in Talian Lido City, not to mention experimenting with living people. His laboratory exploded a few days ago, burning a whole A large noble mansion."

Saint Helia smiled and said, "Don't tell me, you're not interested in him?"

"Of course I'm not interested in him anymore." The Death Scythe waved his hand and said tirelessly: "The one who is interested in him is the Lord of the Dead Realm. As for me, I'm just responsible for sending his soul to the Dead Realm and keeping his integrity." Memory. I really don’t understand, what’s the use of such a waste.”

Yiman shook his head and said seriously: "No, you are wrong."

Although the wizard in the prison van was imprisoned, his eyes were still extremely stubborn.

"He was just born at the wrong time. If he lived a thousand years later, he must be a remarkable person."

"Who knows what will happen after a thousand years." The death scythe obviously did not approve of Yiman's explanation, she blinked her big and bright eyes, tilted her head to look at Yiman and said: "You are a good person, if there is a destiny , we can communicate for a while and get to know each other."

Yiman couldn't help but smile bitterly. He thought that he had encountered a nympho, and asked, "How do you know what kind of person I am? The human heart is the most difficult thing to fathom."

Death Scythe said with a smile: "I don't know you, but if you can be with the Virgin Helia, then it won't be a problem. I know her best. I despise the pedantic, and despise the shameless." , especially those who are glamorous on the surface but dirty in the heart, they will never escape her eyes."

After hearing this, the saint Helia smiled brightly and said, "It seems that I am very picky when you say that. No wonder I have so few friends."

"You are just picky." The Death Scythe scolded unceremoniously: "Of course, people of our rank are in two worlds with other living beings. They live for a hundred years, and we have ten thousand years of life, how many lives can we have?" A bosom friend? Accompany me through this long and lonely journey.”

Hearing this, Yiman fell silent. He lived for thousands of years, watching his friends grow old one by one and turned into dust, what is the meaning of life.

Times are changing, dynasties are changing, time is changing everything, and it is also torturing lonely hearts.

"If the Purple Eyes are still living in this land, the god of death will exist. If someone can faithfully accompany me through this period of life, I will be satisfied." In the bright eyes of the god of death scythe, there is A trace of emotion is flashing.

Yiman scratched her head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I already have someone I love."

Death Scythe looked suspiciously at Iman and Virgin Helia, frowning slightly in thought.

Xilia's face remained the same, her expression unchanged.

"You are not suitable." Reaper's Scythe shook his head resolutely and said, "Don't you know that Xilia is actually..." Having said that, Reaper's Scythe covered his little mouth: "I'm going to get busy , you eat first."

Death Sickle stood up, but did not leave immediately, but solemnly told Yiman: "I would like to advise you one last thing, no matter what the reason is, don't go to Huaxiang Town, otherwise you will die."

Yiman asked without thinking: "Will you go?"

The Death Scythe is extremely sensitive, and smiled softly: "Are you concerned about me? Don't worry, although I am one of the foundations of the Iberian Dynasty, I am not a believer in the Abyssal Demon God. If you can not participate in some things, you can hide away." Far."

"This is very good, then I can rest assured." Yiman said with a long breath.

Death Scythe was very surprised by Yiman's attitude, but she didn't ask any further questions. She clasped her fists at the two of them and said, "There will be a period later. I hope that the next meeting will not be life and death rivals."

Saint Helia said meaningfully: "I hope I won't be a rival in love."

Death Sickle's complexion changed, and suddenly an incomparably beautiful smile bloomed, like a spring flower blooming, gorgeous and colorful, for a moment, Yiman was a little crazy.

The smile at this moment will always be remembered in Yiman's heart.

The figure of the death sickle quickly disappeared on the street, and the saint Helia laughed and said, "It's not a good habit to be merciful everywhere."

Yiman spread her hands and said helplessly: "Actually, I don't want to, but this girl is really nice."

The saint Helia's expression became a little lonely: "You know, in fact, she is dying."

"Why?" Yiman asked in surprise, and then she understood the reason in her heart.

If history develops according to Iman's era, and the Yiboli Dynasty is destroyed, the sickle, as the purple eye messenger sent by the Lord of the Dead, will have no meaning of existence.

But Yiman is working hard in this direction.

Life is full of helplessness, Yiman secretly laments, regretting endlessly.

"Life is not limited to one life." The saint Helia comforted her softly, "What you owe her can be repaid in the next life."

Both Yiman and Saint Helia remained silent and returned to the haunted house.

"I want to visit Huaxiang Town." Yiman broke the silence.

"Are you interested in the plague messenger?" Virgin Helia sat on a chair with her hands on her knees and said calmly.

Yiman nodded: "He also spread the plague in the Giant Continent, and it was nearly 10 years ago. I feel that he is full of mysteries, and his current strength is at its lowest point."

The saint Helia nodded quietly and said: "The original strength of the plague messenger was around the thirteenth level, but there was clear information that two-thirds of his plague ability was taken away by the mysterious person, and he was in the The Purple Eyes released the Great Plague, and he has already fallen to the eleventh level."

"So I don't want to miss this opportunity." Iman thought of Ruseran Village, the entrustment of the Great Sun God, and maybe he could find some clues.

The most important thing is that, according to the description of the great god of the sun, the plague messenger is also a person with supernatural powers, and his magic pet is a supernatural plague that exterminates genocide, and Yiman is very interested.

The saint Helia lowered her head and pondered for a while: "I suggest you, don't take any risks. Huaxiang Town is by no means a good place, it is extremely dangerous."

Yiman hesitated, "Can you tell me about the situation in Huaxiang Town?"

Saint Helia frowned slightly: "Huaxiang Town is the residence of a group of demons. This is a group of extremely ferocious and terrifying demons. They feed on humans, and without restraint, they plunder the lives of the Purple Eyes everywhere."

After a pause, the saint Helia went on to say: "It is rare for the temple to be consistent with the Yiboli dynasty in dealing with the demons in Huaxiang Town, but due to various reasons, they failed to wipe them out. Especially Emperor Ziri Yiman, It is even conniving to these monsters to do evil."

"Is there any expert in Huaxiang Town?" Yiman was very concerned about this.

"There are two unrivaled powerhouses of the eleventh rank. They are a couple. The royal family of the Zimu clan and the high-level missionaries of the temple have all suffered from their poisonous hands." The tone of the saint Helia, Can't hide the hatred.

"Two eleventh-level?" Yiman asked a little puzzled: "What special ability do they have? Is it that difficult to deal with?"

Saint Helia stood up and took out a piece of paper from the box, on which a map was drawn.

"Huaxiang Town used to be the palace of the Thousand-Handed Demon Emperor. The principle of metaphysics, shading the sun and absorbing the yin, is combined to form a large formation of ten thousand ghosts, even a peerless powerhouse of the twelfth rank, who enters it will also drink hatred."

Yiman asked puzzledly: "The buildings in this small town should have a history of tens of thousands of years, and the buildings should be dilapidated, why don't you think of a way to demolish them all, wouldn't you just destroy the Great Formation of Ten Thousand Ghosts? "

The saint Helia shook her head and said, "What you said is a solution, but the strongest point of this great formation of ghosts lies in the endless illusion. If you fall into it, any living beings will be lost, and the coverage area is huge. The Iberian Dynasty Hundreds of catapults were used, but as soon as they were pushed to the outskirts of the town, a large formation covered them, the monsters hid in the formation, and all the guards were killed."

Yiman patted his head, thinking that there was really no other way.

"Is this town closed now?" Iman asked.

"After Emperor Ziri Yiman came to the throne, the Yiboli Dynasty recognized the status of Huaxiang Town. The demons in Huaxiang Town also said that as long as they provide them with enough serfs to eat, they will stop doing evil. Businessmen and tourists going north pass by, and few ordinary people know the details of this small town."

"If that's the case, I have a solution." In Yiman's mind, a brilliant idea emerged.

(End of this chapter)