Women only affect my ability to spread the fire

The masked man was startled. “I was complimenting you, young man.”

Russell continued, "If I accept your praise, it means I also have to accept your criticism. You're hiding your true self and dare not show it to anyone. I don't need the evaluation of a fellow like you."

The masked man laughed in anger: "Good, good, good, you are indeed a young man who doesn't know his place. I tell you, I am the Emperor of the Night."

"Oh, it's you. That's perfect! We came all this way here just to find you." Russell nodded. "I heard you were arrested by the Inquisition, so I came to find out some information. Now, you seem to be alive and well!"

Russell didn't know that Gvogoff (brother) was the substitute of the Emperor of the Night. He thought that the "Emperor of the Night" was Gvogoff who was imprisoned.

Facing this bandit leader who colluded with the Devil Worshipping Cult, Russell was furious when he thought that he actually tried to comment on him from a superior position.

Therefore, Russell's words were sarcastic and very impolite.

The masked man took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and didn't bother to explain that he was not Gvogoff. He asked in a bad mood, "What do you want from me?"

Russell beckoned to Margaret and said, "Come, Margaret, show the rusty sword to this unknown person and see how he explains your father's relics."

Margaret simply showed the rusty sword and did not hand it over to the masked man. It was obvious that she was not confident in handing her father's belongings to anyone.

The masked man sneered, "Since you're asking me to do something, shouldn't you be more polite in your tone?"

"Not only am I asking you to do something, I'm also going to settle accounts with you! Your brother has colluded with a gang of bandits who do all sorts of evil things. I guess you, as his brother, can't escape either, right? If you're willing to cooperate, I'll give you a quick death. If you don't behave, hmph."

Russell snorted contemptuously.

"It turns out you've got the wrong person. I'm not Gvogoff. I know nothing about the evil deeds committed by those brothers." The masked man said with a frown.

Russell glanced at Glenn, who nodded slightly.

Russell immediately realized that the Night Emperor in front of him was the real one, and the Gvoguff brothers were just his gloves.

However, Russell was very disdainful of this excuse.

So Russell asked, "Are you the King of the Night?"

"I'm."

"Are the Gvogoff brothers subordinates of the Night Emperor?"

"Yes."

"So, aren't you responsible for the evil your men committed? Is it that the higher-ups had good intentions, but the execution went awry? The higher-ups can't control the lower-ups. Is the dignified Emperor of Night actually impotent?"

Russell's words were full of contempt.

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Author's words: Thanks to Bloodthirsty Bronze Bull for the reward and coins.

221 Rusty Sword

Russell's remarks were so violent that even Margaret was taken aback.

In Margaret's memory, her god had never been so angry...

No, no, that's not the case.

Margaret's pretty face suddenly turned red, because she vaguely recalled that on the night when she offered herself to him, Russell's condition seemed to be similar to the current one, except that Russell was not very clear-headed at that time, and he was also very angry and rough in his actions.

In fact, Margaret's guess was correct. Russell was now at the critical point of advancement. The fire in his body once again burned him from the inside out, making him feel very uncomfortable.

This made Russell's temper flare up, and he released his aggression anxiously, but it did not calm the fire in his body that seemed to never go out.

Surprisingly, the Night Emperor was not angered by Russell's words.

The masked man didn't try to defend himself, but said calmly, "Hmph, what a pity! I only know that this sword comes from the Land of Doomsday. As for the specific details, my subordinate may know."

"Which of your men?"

"Glogoff. Ah, there, the one who was cut in two. Sadly, he died just before you showed up at the hands of this Bishop Sigebert."

The Night Emperor's tone was filled with sarcasm as he casually pointed at the corpse of his deceased subordinate.

Even though Russell was now burned by flames, he would not fall for such a simple provocation. He still stared at the Emperor of the Night with burning eyes, as if he wanted to see through the mask of the masked man and see his true face.

The Emperor of the Night saw that Russell had such a hot temper, so he used such a simple provocation. Seeing that Russell was not fooled, he curled his lips in his heart.

"If you want to know the specific details, I'm afraid you'll have to go to hell to find him."

After saying this, the King of the Night laughed happily, as if he was happy to be able to embarrass Russell.

Before we start fighting, at least let me vent my anger at being insulted by you for no reason.

Then the Emperor of Night began to laugh.

Then his smile suddenly froze, and his tone was full of disbelief: "Wait, what are you doing?"

After training with Ha and guidance from Francine, Russell's understanding of the soul has become completely different from before.

Russell gestured in the air with the tip of his sword, and then, in front of the horrified gaze of everyone present, flames ignited in his hands, and then the flames formed a human figure.

The Emperor of Night saw clearly that the flaming figure looked exactly like his subordinate Gvogoff.

"Fortunately, he was killed not long ago, and his soul hasn't completely dissipated yet." Russell sneered at the Night Emperor and said, "It seems I don't need to go to Hell to interrogate him myself. But you, are you ready to go to Hell with him?"

"This is the devil! This is the devil's method!" The Night Emperor's eyes were filled with horror, and his tone was no longer that of a condescending old man.

Russell's display of this strange skill immediately made the Night Emperor retreat from his ambitions and no longer look forward to fighting with Russell.

Russell no longer paid attention to the Night Emperor, but instead said to the still-confused soul of Gvogoff, "Let me ask you, do you know the origin of this sword?"

"Who are you?" The soul's tone was full of panic.

"I'm asking you a question." Russell became even more angry with Gvogoff. He said sternly, "If you don't want to feel your soul burned in flames before you go to hell, I advise you to answer my questions honestly."

Russell skillfully imprisoned Glogoff's remaining soul with flames, and then controlled the flames to approach Glogoff's soul little by little. The fear from his soul instinctively made Glogoff scream: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you! But I have a condition! You kill that bishop named Sigbert and avenge me, then I will tell you!"

Sigbert's face looked ugly, but facing Russell's incredible skill in controlling souls, his hot temper subsided temporarily.

The tall Bishop Sigbert just groaned and stood there with his neck stiffened. He had rolled up his sleeves to reveal his stigmata, ready for battle.

However, Russell didn't even look at Bishop Sigbert. He just stared at Gvogoff's soul and said coldly, "What makes you think you are qualified to negotiate with me?"

After saying that, he controlled a cluster of flames to touch Gvoguff's soul.

Gvogoff let out a shrill scream, the sound was heart-wrenching, full of pain and despair, making everyone present wish they could plug their ears.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh! I, I was wrong! Forgive me! I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you!”

Several bishops could almost imagine Glogoff crying bitterly just by hearing the sound.

Bishop Sigbert felt somewhat resentful. Russell's disregard for him deeply hurt his self-esteem.

However, at the same time, he was also grateful that Russell had spared him. The mixture of these two emotions made the hot-tempered bishop feel a little complicated.

At the same time, his face turned red due to a mixture of anger and shame, and he really looked like an angry bull.

However, this angry bull was still ignored by Russell. After Russell gave him a slight punishment, Gvogoff obediently began to tell Russell everything he wanted to know.

Gvogoff carefully examined the rusty sword in Margaret's hand, and after a long moment of reflection, he said, "This, this is what Old Alvin got from the Doomsday Land!"

The Land of Doom was what the Usedom survivors called the Port of Cannos. Russell had already figured this out.

However, in order to take care of Margaret's feelings, Russell did not want to call Margaret's hometown the end of the world: Therefore, Russell corrected: "The end of the world you are talking about should be Canos Port, right?"

After suffering a lot, Gvogoff was very smart: "Yes, yes, yes! It's the Port of Kannos! It's the Port of Kannos!"

"Oh? You said this sword came from Kannos? Then how did you get into that area shrouded in gray fog? Do you have a way to enter the gray fog without being affected?"

"The end of the world, no, Kannos Port, Kannos Port." Gvogoff quickly corrected his mistake. "Not every area there is shrouded in gray fog! In fact, there are still some survivors who are unwilling to leave their homeland and are tenaciously surviving in the ruins of the city!"

Russell and Margaret exchanged a glance. He calmly continued, "Isn't the border of Usedom shrouded in gray fog? How did you get through the fog and reach Cannos Port?"

222 Doomsday Carriage

"Then, those who worship the devil can use some special carriages to pass through the gray fog and reach the end of the world and the port of Kannos." Gvoguff's soul said tremblingly.

Originally, Russell and his team had heard from the Usedom people that the gray fog had isolated Usedom and people could not travel through it. The Usedom people firmly believed this fact.

Ever since Russell seized the rusty sword, he doubted whether even ordinary people could have any way of traveling through the gray fog.

The answer that was pried out from Gvogoff, a guy who was in collusion with the devil worshippers, only confirmed Russell's guess.

So after hearing what Gvogoff said, Russell was not that shocked, but several bishops, including the masked Emperor of the Night, looked very surprised.

"What are you saying? Humans can traverse the gray fog without turning into mindless zombies?" Bishop Sigbert, the hot-tempered bull, demanded in a gruff voice. "How did they do that? Explain yourself!"

Although Gvoguff was completely subdued by Russell, he did not have a good face when facing Bishop Sigbert who killed him.

Especially since Russell just ignored the hot-tempered bishop, this made Gvogoff even more confident.

So, Gvogoff snorted and completely ignored Bishop Sigbert.

At this time, the masked man also spoke up, "Gvogoff, what exactly is going on? Why are those devil-worshipping cultists able to pass through the gray fog? How do they do it?"

Faced with the Night Emperor's question, Gvogoff subconsciously wanted to answer, but at this time Russell spoke first impatiently.

"Don't discuss these irrelevant details! Do you know the origin of this sword?"

As the saying goes, the county magistrate is not as good as the current manager. Although the Night Emperor still has the prestige as Gvoguff's old boss, Gvoguff, whose soul is now completely controlled by Russell, dares not disobey Russell's orders.

As for the others, whether it was the Bishop or the Emperor of Night, they were helpless in the face of Russell's disregard.

After Russell showed his skill in controlling souls, even if they were very unhappy, they could only swallow their anger.

No one wants to know whether their soul will fall into Russell's hands so easily. That is not a pleasant feeling.

Therefore, when Gvogoff was silently searching his memory, the surroundings became quiet, and only Bishop Sigbert was still breathing heavily.

Gvogoff thought seriously for a long time before answering helplessly, "I, I only know that this is what Alvin brought back from Cannos Port. He became nervous after getting this sword. I don't know the details of what happened..."

Russell was not satisfied with this answer, and the flames that imprisoned Glogoff's soul suddenly became hotter.

Russell asked slowly, "Do you really not know? Or do you need a little magic to help you recover your memory?"

"Wow! Spare me! Spare me!" The burning pain from his soul made Gvogoff feel like dying.

His cry was heartbreaking: "How dare I lie to you! This is really all I know, this is really all I know!"

Unable to utter more words due to the pain that burned his soul, it seemed that this was all Gvogoff knew.

It seems that if I want to investigate this matter thoroughly, I still have to go to Port Cannos...but the guide doesn't seem so easy to find.

At this time, the Emperor of the Night spoke to Russell, his tone becoming much more polite: "Sir Russell, can I ask him a few questions? This is very important to Usedom."

Russell and Margaret looked at each other again.

Margaret shook her head slightly, indicating that this "Emperor of the Night" should not be her brother William. Then she lowered her head, gently stroking the rusty sword, and no longer expressed her opinion.

"Of course I can, but I have one condition." Russell said to the masked Emperor of Night, pointing to the Giant of Light who was struggling to get up. "I just had a fight and I'm exhausted. You go and take care of it for me. As for your question, you can ask it first. I'll let him answer it slowly while you deal with that big fool."

Russell also wanted to take the opportunity to test the skills of the Night Emperor, or at least consume his physical strength.

The masked man turned his head and stared at the huge giant of holy light, his eyes rolling, as if he was assessing the risks.

After a moment, the masked man nodded: "Okay, then let me move around."

After saying that, the masked man slowly walked forward towards the Holy Light Giant who was shaking his head in confusion and had not yet gotten up from the ground.

As they walked, the masked man said, "What I want to know is, how can ordinary people get through the gray fog and contact the outside world? What are the key points to pay attention to?"

The giant, who had just been dizzy after being hit by Russell falling from the sky, finally came to his senses. He smacked his mouth and a sound like muffled thunder came out of his mouth.

There was no fluctuation in the masked man's eyes, but a determined light flashed in them. He stood in front of the giant with bare hands.

The masked man stretched out his hand and made a provocative gesture to the giant who had just gotten up.

A thunderous roar emanated from the giant's mouth, and he punched down hard, trying to crush the little guy who dared to challenge him.

However, the masked man had already nimbly avoided its heavy punch by flying away, and the punch missed and hit the ground hard, causing a violent vibration.

Russell tapped his finger gently and said to Gvogoff, "Hmm? Did you hear the question just now? You can answer it now."

"Yes, yes!" Gvogoff quickly and obediently replied, "I don't know the specific details very clearly. I only know that the gray fog is seasonal."

"Seasonal?"

The Night King was agile and nimble, nimbly dodging every attack from the giant and then quickly striking back.

The masked man's fists danced with a smooth rhythm that was pleasing to the eye. She punched the Giant of Light one after another, making the tall and bulky giant roar.

"As far as I know, the demon worshippers only drive their 'Doomsday Chariot' out of New Usedom between May and September each year. I quietly inquired and heard that the gray fog is thinnest only in the summer."

Gvogoff said honestly.