"The soul corresponding to the 'Priest of Light' should be able to complete the formula I obtained before, and he will also leave the corresponding Extraordinary characteristics, so that the little 'Sun' doesn't have to worry about subsequent promotions, um, he will be the second to be freed..."

"As for the fact that every time I use it, I have to use a human's soul and flesh to feed the 'squirming hunger', but I don't need to care about it. I will definitely not use it normally. When I need it, I must face terrible enemies. In such a battle, there is definitely no shortage of lives that can be harvested. Even if there is none, I can still throw the 'squirming hunger' on the gray mist, and I don't have to worry about it backlashing back, so I won't hurt innocent people. The worst result is It's no longer usable..."

Putting his thoughts away, Klein tried to use the magical item "Squirming Hunger" to divination the formula of the "Shepherd" potion, but in the end he only got the result of failure.

He didn't divination the source of "creeping hunger", worrying about attracting bad existence.

Although there is gray mist to block and block him, he is not afraid of endangering himself, but in that case, "creeping hunger" may be damaged.

Only when it's no longer necessary will I consider making a corresponding attempt... Klein leaned forward, allowing his elbows to rest on the table.

He quickly recalled the previous events, and keenly noticed a detail: "After the 'Master Key' was annihilated, the Extraordinary characteristics did not disappear, but became particles of light, trying to gather...

"Predictably, the eventual 'Apprentice' trait no longer stems from Mister Gate's shouts.

"In other words, through this method, the spiritual pollution in the Extraordinary characteristics can be removed!

"But the problem is that under normal circumstances, it is impossible to destroy the Beyonder characteristics solidified into items. At that time, it relied on a ceremony that could allow the true god to descend. The prerequisites required included a large number of innocent lives...

"Moreover, once the 'All Black Eye' is shattered, the spiritual pollution of the 'True Creator' hidden deep inside will inevitably erupt. At that time, who can bear it? Do it on top of the gray fog?"

While thinking about it, Klein thought of the possible encounters in the East District, and hurriedly produced a pen and paper to do the corresponding divination.

After receiving the revelation, he lost his expression, and slowly, slowly leaned back on the back of the chair.

Below him, the endless gray mist floated silently as ever.

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Audrey stood by the window, watching the light yellow and iron black mist dissipate quickly, watching the heavy rain that does not belong to winter fall majesticly, and her mood calmed down a lot.

After an unknown amount of time, she and Susie finally waited for Earl Hall to come home.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Audrey asked with concern.

Earl Hall showed a gentle smile as he handed over his coat and hat to the waiter: "Solved, but the specific process is still unclear, my little princess, you really helped me a lot this time, you deserve a ton of medals! "

This is good, this is good... Thanks to Mister Fool's reminder, thanks to his favored one's adventurous investigation... Our Tarot Society once again prevented the evil god from coming, and saved the world again! Audrey's heart was filled with pride.

Earl Hall took the towel from the maid's hand, wiped his face, and sighed: "But this time it still caused relatively serious casualties, and the smog in Backlund can become so deadly... Although the statistics are not yet available. Come out, but I estimate that more than 10,000 people have died in the East End, Docklands and Factory Districts, and the plague is still spreading, so try not to go out recently."

More than 10,000 people? This is a number that Audrey can understand but cannot imagine. She can only see the scene of tens of thousands of people gathering together in the parade of floats on the National Day every year.

However, this did not prevent her from feeling heavy and depressed all of a sudden.

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Daisy stood outside the apartment, watching the doctors and nurses in white coats and large masks enter and carry out corpses one after another.

She already knew the result, her expression was numb, her eyes were empty, and she subconsciously approached the door.

At this time, the policeman in charge of the cordon stopped her: "Don't go there, do you want to be infected with the plague?"

Daisy stopped there, watching the two corpses being carried out, watching her mother Liv hugging her sister Freya tightly, watching them being carried to the delivery carriage wrapped in black cloth, and watching They were covered with white cloth and disappeared before his eyes.

The carriage drove slowly towards the other side of the street.

At this time, Daisy seemed to wake up from a dream. She turned around, ran fast, and chased the carriage. JrNovels.com