Become a knight starting with synthesized entries.

"You are the Black God?" Roan never imagined that the frail-looking fellow in front of him was the Black God who had been tormenting him all along.

If it really is Afu, that's such a coincidence.

"Of course it's me, Lord Roan, the Black God." Afu raised her eyes and wiped the silver thread from the corner of her mouth.

Luo An scrutinized Afu's lips, then suddenly realized something and looked down to see faint water stains on her silver armor.

Afu's pretty face flushed slightly. She stretched out her slender finger, moistened it with saliva, held it up to the candle, closed her finger, and then slowly separated it.

She stared fascinated at the silver thread between her fingers. She swallowed hard again, her face flushed as she looked up.

"Lord Roan, have I frightened you? I'm sorry, you taste just too delicious."

"Uh—" Luo An couldn't help but remind him:

"I'm sorry, miss, I only killed a few magical beasts today. What you call delicious food is most likely the taste of magical beasts."

Afu was stunned, her face flushed red, she stood up, stared coldly at Luo An for a while, then her eyes softened again.

"I'm sorry, Lord Roan, I'm angry."

Luo An waved his hand, "It's alright. Speaking of which, you are the God of Black. What would happen if I killed you?"

Afu gave Luo An a deep look and shook her head.

"Lord Luo An, do you know that powerful souls attract weaker souls?"

Luo An was taken aback. These were the words that Luo An himself had said a day earlier.

Afu has definitely been locked up for more than just a day or two, how could she possibly know that?

"Hehe." Afu chuckled lightly. "Lord Luo An, think about it. The answer lies in the riddle itself."

Luo An pondered for a moment, then shook his head. "I don't know."

"How foolish, Lord Roan." Afu wasn't angry. She took a step forward and stood in front of Roan.

She took a deep breath, pressed one hand to her chest, and opened the other hand toward Luo An, as if reciting a poem.

"I am a priest, I am a wolf, I am a knight, and I am a nun."

"I am Glog, I am the Dire Wolf, I am the Noble Knight Haibo, I am Afu."

"I am the God of Black."

"Do you understand, Lord Luo An?"

Luo An didn't quite understand what Afu meant. "Your soul—isn't you?"

Afu pouted and extended her slender, cool finger to touch Luo An's forehead.

"Master Luo An is so stupid."

"I am Sister Aphrodite, a part of the Black God. I am a finger extended by the God, touching Lord Roan."

Luo An finally understood what the God of Black really was.

The "Black God" is a powerful soul that attracts and assimilates weaker souls like Af and Grog!

"So that's how it is..." Luo An murmured, finally understanding the essence of the Black God and why the Black God was omnipresent.

Having figured this out, Luo An's eyes slowly revealed murderous intent.

"So, you've eaten this nun's soul?"

Afu was taken aback, then couldn't help but laugh. "Hehehehe, Lord Luo An, you want to kill me? Hehehehe?"

She laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight, desperately covering her mouth, her shoulders shaking. After a long while, she wiped away her tears and spoke again.

"Actually, no, Lord Roan. I'm still Afu." Afu picked up her nun's habit and twirled around gently.

"We are merely sharing the knowledge of the gods. Rather than being assimilated by the Black God, it is more accurate to say that we are devouring the corpse of the Black God. Don't believe me? Just look."

Aphrodite raised her hands and softly chanted the miracle of Tsering.

Soon, her hands began to glow with a soft light.

Aphrodite handed the light to Roan, "Look. The miracle of the Great Mother. I didn't lie to you."

A faint light enveloped Roan, and as Afu had said, it was indeed Ciel's healing spell.

Roan glanced at Afu, but even enveloped by Ciel's miracle, he did not let his guard down.

Ultimately, since Luo An didn't even know the principles behind miracles, it wasn't surprising that the Black God could use them.

"You still don't believe me?" Afu pouted, quite dissatisfied. "I'm only telling you because it's Lord Luo An. I wouldn't tell anyone else."

She tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Okay, I'll tell you another secret, um—a secret about your dear mentor, Levi's."

"Lord Levi?" Roan's eyes turned cold.

"What's wrong, Mr. Levi?"

"Hmm—" Afu tilted her head, her gaze becoming deep.

After a while, her gaze refocused on Luo An.

"He's stealing your dragon flesh and blood."

Luo An couldn't help but laugh. "You're talking nonsense. Lord Levi doesn't need to steal flesh and blood; he can take it anytime."

"Hehe?" Afu pointed to her golden pupils.

"I, Lord Roan, was watching the camp when Levi dismissed 'me,' unlocked the barn, and took a piece of dragon flesh. And 'I' discovered it."

"You're a fortress guard?!" Roan blurted out. The Black God had infected even the fortress guards?!

Afu nodded.

"Levi thought 'I' knew nothing. I know, you know, Levi aspires to be a dragon."

"Don't you know, Lord Luo An?" Afu smiled and said, "Dragon Purification Potion is a prerequisite for the Dragon Offering Ritual, and it awakens a desire for dragon blood."

"It's all your fault, Lord Luo An. You're too powerful, too dazzling."

"Don't you know he's just a weak and pitiful Iron Knight? He was an Iron Knight when he was young, but after twenty years, he's still stuck at that level. Seeing you, so young, already surpassing him, what does he think?"

"If this were the age of gods, he would have died on the battlefield long ago. Fortunately, the Kingdom of Van Lishi promoted chivalry, which allowed Levi to rise to the rank of captain of the guard on the border."

"A knight, reduced to a chained dog, tsk tsk, how pitiful."

Before he could finish speaking, Luo An suddenly stood up, punched Afu, and slammed her against the wall.

Afu coughed up blood, touched her face, and asked, "Lord Luo An, what happened to you?"

Luo An glanced at Afu indifferently, "You are not allowed to insult my mentor."

Afu spoke in a hoarse voice: "As a knight, how dare you lay a hand on a weak woman like me?!"

"You should be glad I'm a knight, otherwise I would have killed you."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Lord Roan, you misunderstood."

Afu covered her face, sobbing while smiling, "Lord Roan, you are so powerful that you can do whatever you want with me. To me, your anger is just as sweet."

"This madman," Luo An clicked his tongue, no longer wanting to stay here.

He had to get back to the remote fortress as soon as possible.

Pushing open the door to the solitary confinement room, I was met with several nuns arguing with the guards.

Upon seeing Luo An, the guards were immediately alarmed, drawing their longswords and shielding the nun behind them. "Are you a cultist? When did you break in?"

The nuns quickly grabbed the guards: "Lord Roan, you take Sister Afu and run! We'll hold them off!"

Luo An glanced coldly at the guards, took half a step forward, knocked them unconscious in a single exchange, and left without looking back.

The nuns were left running into the solitary confinement room, their screams echoing throughout the church: "Lord Roan... he killed Sister Afu?!"