Night Raven Master

Chapter 455 The Rose Maid
"...your time is almost up, are you ready?"

"Ah, it's okay to prepare slowly, wait for me to discuss after getting up. I'm so sleepy"

"Ah, it's so troublesome."

In the field of vision, a female creature very similar to himself, but skinny, with weird horns and wings was lying in the gray mist, saying something with a weak and tired voice.

Dolores Eisenhower opened her eyes suddenly, and the picture she saw in her dream was still extremely clear and did not dissipate immediately.

She knew very well who she was seeing—herself.

Or rather, the dark self.

"It's time? Ready?" Dolores hugged the silky quilt with her right hand, covering her naked body.

She couldn't understand what the other party said.

When is the time, what are you going to do?
I don't understand it at all, is it an early warning of a crisis?
Even with her ability, she didn't notice that a purple-black spider the size of a needle tip was lying on the edge of the bed, watching her.

On the other side, in a certain hospital in Wudu.

"The time is indeed approaching."

Art, who was standing in front of the window, showed a smile.

"What time is it coming soon, Yag?"

On the hospital bed behind him, Simon, who was covered in bandages, was lying on the bed, asking him boredly.

When the spider monster was fighting the steam knight, he was thrown into the air by the aftermath and seriously injured.

Fortunately, they were all traumatic injuries, and with Rodman's healing ability, he has recovered a lot, and he only needs to rest for a short period of time to recover.

"The time for the price is coming." Art turned his head and said in Yager's tone, "My ability also has a price."

"Oh." Simon nodded suddenly, but knowing the rules, he didn't ask what the price was, but just asked, "Do you need help?"

"No, I can solve it myself." Art shook his head.

At this time, Rodman, who was sitting by Simon's bed, put the peeled fruit on a plate on one side, and turned his gaze to another bed, a tall man wrapped in a bandage and made into a rice dumpling:
"Lean Hook, are you awake?"

"I'm already awake." The man who was tightly bound with bandages said, "Also, Rodman, can't you cure me at once?"

"I'll just wait for you to recover from that injury." Rodman showed a complaining expression, "There is a price for me to use my abilities. In order to heal you two, how many steaks do you think I have eaten in the past two days? Almost a cow!!!”

It looked like he was just complaining about eating too much beef.

And Yate watched silently on the side - looking at the soul stars around him that had not completely dissipated.

It is not a cow, nor is it a pig, sheep, horse or dog, but
human's.

Pretending to be like that.

In the depths of Yate's eyes, a purple-black power flashed, and the appearance of everyone in the field of vision changed.

Rodman, who sat there with a complaining face, completely turned into a gluttonous devil, and did not hide it. Rodman's ego has completely disappeared, perhaps eaten by the gluttonous devil as food.

In Simon's body, a strange creature similar in appearance to Simon but with nightmare-like horns, tail and body pattern was yawning sleepily.

On the other side, Lian Hook, who was bundled into rice dumplings, had a scorching red, giant-like, and Balrog-like strange creature in his body, motionless, with a big hole in his chest.

The source of the injury was the steam knight.

The steam knight's attack had not only wounded his flesh, but pierced his dark self.

The power of the pure matter state has an effect on the dark self that is approaching the state of belief?
This is not a big problem. After all, the main body of the steam knight is a powerful existence above lv40 and multi-level four. difficulty.

And when he was thinking about these things, he suddenly heard Rodman say:

"By the way, I heard that the people from the Eye of the Storm seem to have discovered that people from other churches are active in the Fog City recently."

Simon nodded thoughtfully, recalling what he had seen before:
"The Church of Eight Limbs?"

"The Church of Eight Limbs is the most active one among them." Under Simon's gaze, Rodman continued, "Not only the Church of the Altar of the Storm, but Kaulanke also discovered the whereabouts of some people, the Rose Maid, the Silver Cinder Apprentice and Sir Crimson."

"The Maid of the Rose? Apprentice Silver Ember?" Upon hearing these two words, Simon's eyes darkened sharply, and a trace of doubt flashed.

Rodman glanced at Jager, who was looking puzzled, and explained aloud:

"The Maid of the Rose is the collective name for the believers of the Black Rose Church. The god they respect is Lady Black Rose, and the Silver Ember Apprentice is the follower of the Silver Ember Master."

The relationship between these two churches is relatively close, so there is no problem in appearing together.

The problem is "Sir Crimson", and the god that Sir Crimson worships is "Duke of the Blood Tree".

As far as he knows, among the various relatively large churches, the relationship between the Duke of the Blood Tree and other gods is not very good, especially the relationship between the Duke of the Blood Tree and Mrs. Black Rose and Mentor Silver Ember is the worst.

Lord Crimson, who worships the Duke of the Blood Tree, used various methods to attack and attack the Church of the Black Rose and the Church of Silver Ember.

Simon organized the language and continued to ask:
"Did Sir Crimson attack the Rose Maid or Apprentice Silver Ember?"

If the Rose Maid and the Silver Ember Apprentice really appeared, then it is not impossible for the Crimson Sir to follow them to the fog city in order to attack them.

Rodman closed his eyes, shook his head, and there was a smear of scarlet in those eyes covered by eyelids:
"I'm not sure about that. So far, I haven't received any reports of the Rose Maid or the Silver Cinder Apprentice being attacked."

"In the final analysis, it is not yet determined whether those people are the Rose Maid or the Silver Ember Apprentice"

"Not sure?" Simon was taken aback, "I thought it was confirmed information, Rodman, you should add 'possible'."

Rodman smiled awkwardly: "This is not a report to the higher-ups, it is just a verbal statement, and there is no need to modify the wording."

But Art felt his fleeting killing intent, no, it should be called the desire to eat.

However, compared to whether Rodman wants to eat human flesh, dog meat, or cat meat, these three titles are familiar to him.

Why didn't he receive the intelligence?
It seems that it is a rather stupid decision to rely on the Church of Eight Limbs for information.

(End of this chapter)