About how my wife resurrected me as tentacles after my death.

The rain is still falling.

Yu Wan lifted Chen Yuan from her chest, preparing to go to the basement to look through the ancient books again.

Chen Yuan's tentacle suddenly poked her collarbone.

someone.

Within his mental perception range, a figure was approaching from outside the window at a very fast speed.

A member of the alliance? Probably not.

The Expedition City?

It's really hard to understand the difference in strength.

Your level 4 Warcraft uncle sold his head to him like this.

Yu Wan simply turned around and looked out the window.

The window shattered instantly.

Glass shards flew into the room before crashing onto the windowsill.

The wind blew in, carrying with it the rain.

A dark figure had already climbed in through the broken window frame.

He was dressed in black, wore a mask, and had a slender build.

The movements were clean and swift, and the landing was almost silent.

The masked man's gaze swept quickly across every corner of the living room.

Then he paused for a moment.

Because there's no one there.

Just now, I could clearly sense someone's presence inside the house from outside the window, but within the few seconds it took to climb in, that presence completely disappeared.

Before he could figure it out, a voice came from behind him.

Excuse me.

The masked man was startled and swung his sword backhand.

The speed and angle were impeccable; this strike would be at least level four or higher among Alliance Hunters.

But Yu Wan simply held on firmly with her hands.

The hand was small, with long, slender, and fair fingers. It didn't seem very strong, but the blade remained firmly stuck in her palm.

The masked man tried to pull the knife out, but couldn't.

He finally looked up at the person in front of him.

I couldn't see her face clearly, or even her general shape...

Her face was right in front of him, but he couldn't piece together the outline of that face in his mind no matter what he did.

It's like looking through a constantly flowing fog.

Something was staring at him from behind the fog, making the back of his head tingle.

Yu Wan exerted a little force, and the long sword shattered in her palm.

The knife shattered into hundreds of pieces, which clattered and fell to the floor.

The masked man was left with only a knife hilt.

"Leave one alive."

"Mmm..." Yu Wan nodded.

He then punched the masked man in the temple.

Without uttering a sound, his body went limp and collapsed onto the floor.

The window is broken; we'll have to get it fixed later.

Yu Wan glanced down at the person on the ground, then at the rain-soaked windowsill, and frowned slightly.

Then she bent down, grabbed his head, and dragged him into the basement.

When dragging it down the stairs.

He bumped the back of his head on the steps several times, but it didn't matter, since he was already dizzy.

........

We went into the basement.

Yu Wan threw the man onto the open ground next to the altar and found a rope to tie his hands behind his back.

Then they pulled an old burlap sack from the toolbox and put it over his head.

They seemed to know each other well, so this probably wasn't their first time kidnapping.

She used very little force just now, otherwise he would have turned into a blood mist again. The force was just enough to slowly wake him up.

The masked man struggled for a moment, then gave up and didn't move again.

"Who sent you?" Yu Wan asked.

The masked man had a sack over his head, so the person speaking could not be seen.

But he could feel an indescribable sense of oppression emanating from the person in front of him.

He instinctively shrank back, then forced himself to speak: "I am the Emperor's instructor!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan began to take over Yu Wan's body.

The black liquid slid out from her collarbone, spreading upwards and seeping into her skin.

His pupils turned pitch black in that instant.

He was more skilled at interrogation, especially since it concerned matters of the emperor.

Last time, Wang Cheng was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat when he returned. This masked man clearly doesn't have Wang Cheng's composure.

The Emperor's Teaching...

The emperor himself never left the temple in the forbidden area; his will was conveyed by his priests.

The coach's status in the league is higher than that of a senior councilor.

This identity was indeed impressive enough, but he didn't believe it.

Surely the Emperor wouldn't come in through a window to teach, especially since his skills are so poor.

He had seen the technique used in that slash just now; it was a typical assassin's method, the kind of technique the church had trained them in.

Besides, what relationship does the Emperor have with Yu Wan? It can't be that she's the one offering her loyalty.

"Why did you have to take action?"

"I didn't make the first move," the man replied.

Chen Yuan didn't want to argue with him about that: "Shut up, what's your purpose?"

"Loyalty." That was all the man uttered; he refused to speak further.

Chen Yuan has seen this kind of stubborn tactic many times; it's basically about not letting people speak out.

He controlled Yu Wan's body and reached out to grab the sack on the man's head, holding the sack and hair together.

"Go down there and see your false loyalty, you imposter! The Emperor will not forgive you."

Chen Yuan spoke with a hint of contempt.

He said he was the emperor's man, and that he was the emperor's man.

No matter what, he must always be the emperor's man.

After all, who can prove he's disloyal?

The masked man was completely thrown off balance by those words.

The Emperor will not forgive you.

The weight of this statement within the league is beyond the comprehension of most people.

Although the Emperor does not interfere in affairs, he remains the nominal supreme authority in the eyes of ordinary hunters, and his teaching position represents the Emperor's own will.

To be recognized as an imposter by the teacher at a glance, and to receive a verdict of "no forgiveness" from the Emperor, is the greatest punishment for a believer.

He quickly calculated in his mind.

The other side could recognize him as an imposter at a glance. Could it be that the other side is the real coach of the Emperor?

After all, such rhetoric is not something an ordinary hunter could use, and their understanding of imperial beliefs far surpasses that of ordinary people.

Damn it, no wonder her strength is so unfathomable, no wonder I couldn't see her face clearly.

If it's an emperor teaching, then everything makes sense.

More importantly, Chen Yuan had already lifted him up again and dragged him deeper into the basement.

He felt his body rubbing against the rough cement floor, and the stench of blood remaining on the altar grew stronger.

He panicked, his voice trembling: "No, no, I'll talk, I'll talk!"

"Master, it's the Alliance Church. The leader sent me to recruit people." He gasped for breath and blurted out the whole story.

Chen Yuan pondered for a moment.

The people at the church are trying to win over Yu Wan...

Why?

He quickly reviewed the information about the church in his mind.

The religious organizations within the alliance wield considerable influence among the general public, but they have always been suppressed by the Imperial Temple within the hunter community.

The cult leader is a mysterious figure whom no one has ever seen, and is said to have an inexplicable connection with the temple.

They planted agents among the hunters to gather intelligence.

Their sphere of influence extends throughout the alliance, but they have never directly clashed with Expeditionary City.

They're now targeting Yu Wan because she's been making too much of a splash in the alliance lately, and they consider her a valuable asset to recruit.

Wait......

The adorable nun Xiao Yuwan, dressed in a black robe, kneels in the church, praying to a statue of an evil god, asking for his descent and possession.

Then there was the awkward Yu Wan again, engaging in some clandestine activities...

For example, confessing one's sins to this evil god in the confessional.

They said he made himself too comfortable, which might be considered a sin of lust.

No, no, I'm getting the wrong idea again.

This evil god must be Slaanesh.

Currently, they still need to go to the expedition city and cannot attend to the church matters anymore.

We can only wait until we return from the expedition city to find out what the church is planning to do next.

It can't possibly be related to his evil god, can it?

He remembered the line of text on the system panel.

[Affiliation: Unnamed Great Old Ones]

But since there's no evidence right now, he's too lazy to guess.

Instead of wasting time thinking here, we should finish dealing with the Expedition City matter first, and obtain the complete ancient book information and the level six magic core.

And then there's the shy, bashful nun, Xiao Yuwan...

That’s right.