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"Alleli, after sealing the God-lord Lust Demon, some problems occurred in my emotional cognition. Now I can't feel the sadness of others. My own pain is converted into excitement by my brain, and all pleasures are infinitely magnified... Is this true for all demon hunters?"

"Yes, all demon hunters will be troubled by the demons in their hearts. The duration of Slaanesh's demon transformation is completely different from that of Nurgle's demon transformation. My cognitive problems are also different from yours."

Alleli was silent for a while, then spoke slowly.

"My understanding of health and disease has been reversed. Now I see everyone, including you, standing there in a sickly state, struggling, wailing, and begging me for medicine. They look like they are about to die. It makes me feel extremely distressed and uncomfortable. It's as if countless voices are screaming in my ears, asking me to use Nurgle's corruption to heal you and give you true health and happiness.

Only those who are truly knocked down by the disease and lying half-dead in bed can I feel that they are perfect and happy. Perhaps in the cognition of the Nurgle demons, the world is just like this. Whether they spread plagues or bring down viruses, they probably think they are saving the world and healing the world, and they are real heroes. "

"But don't worry."

Alleli took out a booklet from his arms, which was densely written with a lot of Latin.

[The person lying in the hospital bed is in pain]

【People who walk normally are healthy】

[My Nurgle poison cannot heal others, cannot bring happiness to others, can only bring pain and killing. ]

"I wrote down my normal cognition before it was distorted in a booklet and read it every day to ensure that I can still live like a normal elf and not be distorted and corrupted by the devil's cognition.

I will also give you a booklet. Before you forget the correct cognition, write them all down on it. Read it several times a day and act according to normal cognition. Then you will not be corrupted by the devil. It doesn’t matter. Compared with the power brought by the devil’s transformation, this kind of emotional and cognitive distortion is really insignificant as a price. "

Allari produced a pamphlet and handed it to Aenarion.

"Thank you."

Aenarion picked up a pen and paper, thought for a moment, and wrote a few words.

[Be sad for your friend’s sadness, and be sad for your friend’s pain]

[Being hurt only makes you feel pain, not pleasure]

Hmm, it seems that these are the only two things that distort my cognition?

Aenarion waved goodbye to Allari and returned to the port. At this moment, Valkia was ready to set sail. With a lot of spoils and prestige obtained this time, she had completely established her foothold in the tribe and could compete with her father.

"Be careful when you get home."

Aenarion hugged Valkia with concern. After being possessed by the demon, his height reached two meters and four, which was almost the same as the half-giant Valkia.

"You have witnessed the horror of the Godly Slaanesh and the huge army under her command. Your father must have known this, but he still sent you and more than 200 people here. If you hadn't met me in Izmir and hadn't brought Alleri with you in Rhodes Island, do you think you could have defeated her?"

Valkia was silent for a moment, her blood-red pupils trembling with fear. This Blood God believer did not react until now. Did his father send him here to kill someone with a borrowed knife?

"Look at the people you brought with you. Are they all the tribesmen who clamored to restore the Blood God tradition and go out to sea to plunder, and who were against your increasingly decadent father who loved farming?"

Valkia thought about it in shock and found that what Aenarion said was exactly right.

"Okay, little girl, be smart when you go back. If you encounter a similar situation again, don't rush into it. Think it over before taking action. If you encounter a problem that you can't solve, come to me."

Aenarion lovingly stroked her head, which was taller than his own.

"Yes! Okay, Lord of Hosts, I will definitely not let you down!"

Valkia nodded in agreement, and took her people and countless Slaanesh captives, sailing towards the Black Sea, ready to go home.

Aenarion also boarded the twenty-two-gun ship Ulthuan, preparing to take the four captured boats to Rhodes to exchange for money, and then use the crusade tickets to exchange for some equipment, and by the way, send the little nun Miriel and the box filled with the ashes of the expedition knights back home.

Chapter 114: A single mistake

"You're back, Demon Hunter? You've grown a lot taller. Thanks to the pet contract between us, I've also been upgraded just now. I can tell that you've been promoted successfully."

Artemisia set up a bed on the deck, opened an umbrella, and lay on the deck, enjoying the sea breeze and listening to the sound of the waves.

When she saw Aenarion coming back, she jumped off the bed excitedly. Although her face was cold as ice, her body was hot as fire, and she gave her lover a big hug.

"Well, I'm researching to upgrade you now."

Aenarion was thinking, Artemisia and Valkia, two fourth-level magic pets, with the magic pet contract

Let them reach level five like me, it's time to choose the career that suits them best.

Valkia is a level 2 warrior + a level 1 barbarian + a level 1 dragonblood sorcerer. She is only one level away from reaching the advanced dragonblood sorcerer requirement. She has extremely high strength, agility and physique, but her intelligence, perception and charisma are negative, so she can't do many fancy things. First, add a level of barbarian who provides high health and combat ability, a level 2 warrior + a level 2 barbarian + a level 1 dragonblood sorcerer. When she reaches level 6, she can start to transform into a dragon.

Sitting on the long voyage ship, Valkia felt the strength in her body further strengthened. She could not help but clench her fists, thanking the Lord of Hosts wearing a golden mask for bestowing the strength upon her. Very good, she was one step closer to her father's throne.

Artemisia, there is not much to say. Although the Paladin's spell table is incomplete, the highest is only four rings. It is not as good as the orthodox mages and warlocks who have nine-ring spells. However, there are too many group amplification, healing, and defensive spells in the four-ring magic that mages and warlocks do not have. Continue to upgrade the Paladin and get the supreme four-ring spell first.

After completing the upgrade of his two familiars, Aenarion suddenly discovered that his familiar contract seemed to have unlocked a new function because he had reached level five: replacing the existing profession of his familiar.

Aenarion's eyes lit up. Astariel, who was born in Rome, did not need to change her career. The Angelos family had arranged everything clearly.

But Mariana's fifth-level warrior cock needs to be transformed. She is a beastman. Among the five levels, the leopard's beast power directly occupies three levels, and the remaining two professional levels are still the weakest warriors.

But now it was different, he could change his profession, and he tried to adjust the level of his pet, replacing the two warrior levels with a first-level monk variant: Scaled Fist, and a first-level thief.

The monk is a very unique melee profession. The first is [Unarmed Strike] and [Rapid Combo]. The former greatly enhances the attack power of bare hands, and the latter greatly increases the attack speed, allowing the monk to use his fists to deal damage comparable to that of a sword, and the attack speed is incredibly fast.

However, Mariana is a beastman who can transform into a leopard. She never uses her fists to hit people, but instead uses her huge leopard claws that can cover people's entire faces. Their lethality is comparable to that of a sword. According to the rules of this profession, the leopard claws are also considered bare-handed and will also enhance attack power and attack speed.

Next are the noble [Dance of Scales] and [Lightning Charge]. The former is as elegant as the mark bestowed by Slaanesh, with charm added to defense, while the latter greatly increases the leopard's already fast movement speed.

Finally, there is the monk's combat mode, [Stunning Fist], which interrupts the target's actions, destroys the enemy's balance, and makes the opponent feel sore and unable to move for one second.

The warrior is fine, as his strong physique can withstand the Stunning Fist to a certain extent. But if a weak mage is approached by a leopard with high defense, fast speed, high damage, and the ability to interrupt the spell casting with the Stunning Fist, he will be dead if he doesn't have the ability to escape.

As for the thief, the stealth and hiding abilities are greatly enhanced, the damage when launching a sneak attack is increased, and [Invisibility] is given as a spell-like skill, which allows the thief to conceal his body and sneak up on the enemy. All the career designs revolve around the leopard.

[Mariana Luciano] (Beast Man)

Level 5 (Level 1 Scaled Fist + Level 1 Rogue + Level 3 Beast)

Health 46, Mana 0

2x Leopard Claw +11, physical damage 9~19

2x Rake +11, Physical Damage 9~19

Bite +11, physical damage 8~13

防护13（敏捷+6、野兽之皮+2、鳞甲之拳+3、闪避+2）

Strength 24, Agility 22, Constitution 20

Intelligence 10, Wisdom 10, Charisma 16

[Leopard Form]: Strength +8, Agility +6, Constitution +4.

[Mark of Slaanesh: Chaos' Embrace]: Agility +2, Charisma +2.

[Mark of Slaanesh: Masochism]: Whenever you take damage, your Strength increases by 6 for 2 seconds, stacking up to six times.

"Roar--"

At this moment, two leopards with elegant postures jumped down from the mast one after another, rubbed their foreheads against Aenarion's body affectionately, and then turned into Mariana and Leopard Woman.

"Eh? I was just playing with Leopard Girl, and my profession suddenly changed to level 1 Scaled Monk + level 1 Rogue + level 3 Beast? I suddenly got a lot of knowledge about monks and rogues in my head."

Mariana was confused.

"Oh, that's not right. Wasn't Artemisia a level 3 paladin? How come she's already level 5 in just two months? Did you massacre and sacrifice several villages like the Lady of Thirst to level up so quickly?"

"Remember the pet contract you signed with me? I can bring all pets whose levels are lower than mine to the same level as mine. At the moment, it seems that I can also switch your professions and make you stronger."

Aenarion explained, casting a vitality spell, summoning rows of increasingly strong psionic ribs to protect his limbs.

"Come on, try to break my vitality spell."

Mariana was also eager to try out her new ability. She took out a bunch of strange combs with a total of six teeth. Each one was as sharp as a dagger and as thin as a needle. They were of different lengths and arranged from long to short.

Suddenly, she opened her cloak, revealing her plump, sexy body and her slender white left arm. She stabbed the six sharp tips of the comb into her arm, making six bloody holes. This satisfied the condition of [Mark of Slaanesh: Masochism] that after taking damage once, her Strength would be increased by 2 within six seconds, and this could be stacked up to six times, causing her strength and damage to soar within six seconds.

Aenarion looked at her arms, which were covered with needles, and saw her gleeful expression in pain, and knew that she did this often.

After being amplified, Mariana quickly turned into a golden leopard, further enhancing her physical strength. Her powerful muscles filled with explosive power were hidden in the leopard pattern of black roses on a gold background.

She raised her right front paw, and five leopard claws as sharp as daggers silently extended out the pink pads and golden hair. The leopard claws, which were as big as watermelons, slapped on the psychic ribs like lightning, and she slapped three times in an instant. The attack speed was much faster than before.

However, Aenarion's defense was too outrageous. The pale ribs that protected him were now burning with illusory purple-pink flames. That was the elegance and charm that Slaanesh had bestowed on him. After the defense, the already very hard bones became even more difficult to break.

Mariana felt a little tricky, so she simply stood up in leopard form, waving her pair of leopard claws quickly to leave an afterimage, and at the same time launching a rapid combo. The pink pads and bone-white claws fell on Aenarion like a storm. Both the attack speed and the damage were very high.

"No more fighting, your defense is too high, it's hard for even the Demon Admiral to break through it, let alone me."

Mariana pounced coquettishly, regained her human form in mid-air, and hung on Aenarion's tall body. Her two white and round thighs wrapped around his strong waist like poisonous snakes, and her plump and proud breasts pressed tightly against his strong chest. Balls of snow-white and soft breast flesh overflowed under the pressure, turning into various arcs that made people's blood boil.

Under the long brown hair, on the beautiful and sexy face, are a pair of amber pupils filled with infinite desire.

"I smell blood. What happened? Is anyone hurt?"

Suddenly, Miriel hurried out of the cabin. Under her dignified and holy face, her black nun's skirt was stretched tight by her big breasts. With her hurried footsteps, ripples of alluring beauty appeared on her skirt. The sexy breasts formed a sharp contrast with the holy face.

She came to Mariana with a worried look on her face, grabbed her left arm, and saw the dense needle marks in the armpit.

Miriel's face changed, her hands trembled slightly, she looked at Mariana in disbelief, and then looked at Aenarion who was entangled with her. Although she was still inexperienced, she had seen many pagans. Those who would mutilate themselves like this and poke a bunch of needle holes in their arms seemed, probably, possibly, only... pagans who believed in Slaanesh?

Miriel trembled as she cast a [Detect Camp]. At this moment, whether it was Aenarion, Artemisia, Mariana, or the Leopard Woman, they were all on the ship in Ulthuan. No one thought of disguising themselves by hiding information in the safety of their homes.

As a result, she used this detection spell to find that all four of them had the mark of Slaanesh! They were all damned pagans! Under the detection spell, the demonic power turned into a visualized purple-pink smoke, rising from the four people and rushing into the sky. The power was astonishing. The considerate and kind Captain Aenarion even had the power of other evil gods besides Slaanesh!!!

Miriel was shocked and trembling all over. Her eyes suddenly changed when she looked at the four people. The four people in front of her were not comrades-in-arms at all, but four blasphemous and terrifying monsters!

The Ulthuan was still in port, not setting sail, and she turned around without hesitation, trying to jump off the ship to escape, while shouting as loudly as she could.

"Help! There are still Slaanesh followers of the Slayer Warband here!!!"

Chapter 115: The Devil's Brand

The incident happened suddenly and several people were stunned. Miriel took the opportunity to escape and jumped from the side, trying to fall into the sea and climb onto the port where there were many people to escape.

Aenarion was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. He immediately used the Death Grip. A giant hand made of bones and also wrapped in purple flames stretched out from the spine and ribs wrapped around him, grabbed Miriel who was jumping in the air, and pulled her back to his side.

Mariana immediately used the monk's stunning attack. The golden-haired leopard claws with rose patterns, wrapped in a ball of pink flames of Slaanesh, hit the nun's chest heavily, accompanied by black ripples from her snow-white breasts, causing her eyes to roll back and she lost consciousness briefly.

As Artemisia's level increased, her right hand could transform into five aggressive whips of flesh and blood instead of the three at level three. The five whips fiercely wrapped around Miriel's limbs, restricting her movements. The last one pierced deeply into her rosy lips, coiled up in her mouth, propped up her mouth, suppressed her throat and tongue, and prevented her from speaking normally.

The Cheetah transformed into a leopard and used her superhuman strength and weight to pin the little nun under her, making her unable to move.

Seeing that Miriel was under control, Aenarion wiped the sweat from his forehead and stood on the side looking at the harbor: Fortunately, this carrack was very tall, and the deck was seven or eight meters above the ground.

The Suan was occupied and there were no dock workers coming and going, so no one should have heard what she shouted just now.

"Woo--Woo--"

Miriel, who was controlled by four people, struggled angrily. The tenderness in her eyes was no longer there, only endless anger and hatred.

"Set sail immediately! Leave Evia! Mariana, you take the helm."

Aenarion quickly commanded the zombie sailors to control the sails and slowly leave the port. The huge carrack was like a wooden island, isolated overseas. She had nowhere to escape. Even if she screamed at the top of her lungs, only the seagulls could hear her.

"Things are not what you imagined, Miriel. They are indeed Slaanesh pirates, but they are my accomplices. It is because of their help that we were able to learn about the deployment of the Slaanesh pirates in advance and defeat them. They are on the side of Christ! I am not a Slaanesh believer at all. This Slaanesh mark was inexplicably given to me by the Dark God! If I was really a Slaanesh believer, why would I attack the Slayer Warband with you?"

After the ship left the port, Aenarion gave Artemisia a look, signaling her to release the tentacles and let her speak. He was already at loggerheads with the Ottoman Empire, and if he also fell out with the Christian forces led by the Knights Hospitaller, he would be caught in the middle, and would be unpopular with both sides.

"The Lord has taught us that no matter whether you are passive or active, as long as you are branded with the mark of the evil god, it means that you have been noticed by the greatest evil in the darkness, and it is only a matter of time before you fall! Rather than watching you gradually fall and become my enemy, I might as well kill you now!

In this way, even if you die, you will still be remembered as the beautiful person who has not fallen yet in my memory."

Miriel's eyes were full of fanaticism and anger. Her former gentleness and consideration were no longer there. She prayed to God for strength. Brilliant golden light emanated from her body. All non-Christians illuminated by this light felt as if they were burned by flames. Artemisia and Leopard Girl screamed in pain and loosened their control over the nun.

Aenarion blocked the burning of the Holy Light with his psychic skeleton, but it still felt a little unbelievable. The Catholic Church could tolerate people actively playing with the dead and demons, but it could not tolerate people being forced to be branded and blessed by the evil gods? Miriel was so gentle and shy, but she reacted so strongly after seeing the mark of Slaanesh?

"clang!!!"

After using the burning of holy light to break free from the suppression, Miriel took out a sharp knife from her surging breasts and stabbed it into Aenarion's chest. She actually had real killing intentions, but the iron dagger could not pierce through the psychic ribs wrapped in purple flames, and the tip of the knife was broken by the white bones.

"Miriel, for the sake of our friendship, I don't want to fight you. I say it again, I don't believe in Slaanesh! I am not your enemy! We were fighting side by side just a few hours ago!"

Aenarion grabbed her right arm with one hand, and swept his right leg across, hitting Miriel's ankle, causing her to lose balance and fall to the ground. He then sat on her slender waist, holding her delicate wrists tightly with both hands, and pressed the nun to the deck. Even though she was lying on the ground, the huge breasts wrapped in the black silk dress were still standing proudly.

"Stop wasting your breath. Christianity is so xenophobic. Their entire church and the Knights under their command are a bunch of hypocritical hypocrites. On the surface, they are extremely xenophobic and cannot accept even the slightest bit of heresy. Their god even slaughtered the Pantheon of Rome! He makes himself the only person in the world worthy of worship and prayer! But in private, he plays with demonic power, the army of the undead, and pagan wonders more and more skillfully.

Now that Alleri knows that she boarded our ship, he should find a way to communicate with the demon hunter to confuse her testimony, and then kill her and mix her ashes with the other 29 people and send them back to Rhodes Island, saying that they all died heroically. "

Astariel hurried over. The Ottoman man spoke with disgust towards Christians and made a gesture of dispelling magic, ready to suppress the nun's next spell.

"Don't!"

Aenarion scolded Astariel and his brain raced as he thought about how to get out of the situation. Killing Miriel was indeed the easiest way, but they had fought side by side and supported each other to defeat the God-Lord Slaanesh and the entire Slayers warband. They had a friendship forged in blood and fire, and she had saved him several times. How could he be like Miriel, a Catholic, and kill someone without hesitation?

Take her as a pet? I only have two spots left, and I'm going to hire two powerful people. It's a bit of a loss to take her in. Use charm? I can use charm for 7 hours now, and I need to use charm three or four times a day. I can just hold on for this period of time first...

"If you can't bear to kill her, then just corrupt her. Perhaps, after this Sister Christ was inexplicably given the Mark of Slaanesh, she will understand your feelings."

Just when Aenarion was at a loss, the God-Lord Lust Demon in his heart whispered quietly.

"The God-honored Demon is the 'chosen one'. In addition to having a combat power superior to that of ordinary demons, it also has the ability to bless mortals, just like my master. I can bless any mortal with the [Mark of Slaanesh: First Embrace of Chaos] with Agility +2 and Charisma +2, and even bless you. The first Mark of Slaanesh on the pirates of the entire Slayer Warband, including the three traitors beside you, was bestowed by me.