Original God's Dark Priest

Disiya did not report the loss of her void terminal in the end, not because she thought Safiir would not harm her, but because she suddenly realized what Safiir meant by 'deposit'.

Not only the truth about Akhmar's Beard, but also the Humayi family behind her and the young lady Dina Zedei she has been protecting are all included in this. If Disiya does not abide by the agreement, , she had no doubt that Safir would make her pay a heavy price.

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When he arrived at the Winter Palace, he saw Dotore walking slowly with a calm face. Piero put down what he was doing and stretched out his hand: "Sit down."

Dotore was not polite to him and sat directly on a chair: "What do you want from me?"

"You seem a little busy lately? Is there something wrong with 'blasphemy'?" Piero did not talk about his own affairs, but asked about Dotore's current situation.

Dotore curled his lips and said, "It's okay. The experiment hasn't started yet. I'll go to Xumi in person in a while. There won't be any problems. As for what I'm busy with recently, it's just a new topic. That’s all.”

"Oh?" Piero became interested, "What kind of subject would make you pay so much attention to it, even avoiding the edge of blasphemy, just sending a less strong slice, while you, the strongest, have always been Stay until winter.”

"The code name for this experiment is: Chenxi."

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Sand can also be blackmailed. When a person has something he values, he has a weakness.

Sapphire had been coerced by Dotore many times because of this and helped him do many things. But this time, she used the same method to coerce Disia.

Holding Desia's void terminal, Safiir found Dotore who was already waiting at the gate of the Order.

Seeing the girl's figure, Dotore raised a smile on his lips: "Aphrolla, you are late."

"Sorry, the road to Xumi City is a bit winding, and I accidentally got lost. I didn't come too late, right?" Safire explained casually.

Dotore shook his head, turned around and led Saffir into the Order House.

On the road, scholars cast curious glances at them from time to time. In an inconspicuous corner, a muscular silver-haired man was holding a book, but his eyes fell on Safire.

"Aflora Safire, the twelfth executive officer of the Winter Kingdom, codenamed 'Dark Priest', and..." He looked at Dotore next to Safire again, "The twelfth executive officer of the Fools" Second seat, Dotore, codenamed 'Doctor'. Did these two people appear here at the same time?"

The man was just about to get up when a warning sign suddenly occurred in his heart, so he turned sideways and hid. There was a muffled "pop" sound, and a silver flying knife was inserted into the bookshelf behind him. The sound was not loud and did not attract the attention of others.

But the man's back was already wet with cold sweat. He turned his head and was about to look for the person who launched the attack, when the clear voice of a girl rang out from behind him who was originally empty.

"Where are you looking?" A small hand was placed on his shoulder, and his voice was kept low. Even in the large number of people in the Order House, no one noticed the small commotion in this hidden corner.

The man turned his head somewhat mechanically and met a pair of scarlet eyes, which made him feel chilled, as if he was being stared at by a wild beast.

Before he could say anything, the girl seemed to have discovered something. She quickly walked to the bookshelf and pulled out the silver-white flying knife; "Ah, I found it. It turned out to be thrown here."

As she spoke, she wiped the throwing knife in her hand with her sleeve, then ignored the man whose mind was blank and ran towards Dotore next to the elevator.

When Dotore saw the girl running over, he frowned and said, "It's better not to do anything casually here, as the impact will be bad."

Then came the girl's retort: ​​"Who told him to keep staring at me? Can't I scare him?"

"Are you suffering from some kind of mysophobia again? You can't even look at you?" Dotore's tone was helpless.

"You don't understand. In my hometown, you will go to jail." The girl said seriously.

Dotore sighed: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, the elevator is here."

The two of them entered the elevator together. It was only then that Elhaysen, who had fallen to the ground, slowly stood up.

Yes, this man was Alhaysen, the clerk of the Order, and he didn't stand up from the ground until Safir and Dotore left. Not because he was really scared or hurt, but...

He bent down and picked up a piece of paper left on the ground, opened it and took a look at it. It read: "At midnight, please go to Jingshan Palace to pick you up. We will not wait if it is late."

Safire only prepared this piece of paper. Her original plan was to give it to whomever she met, whether it was Seno, Kawi, or even Leila, as long as it was someone she knew. When the other party went to Jingshan Palace to pick someone up, he naturally picked up the Little Grass God.

But this is actually not safe. What if the other party doesn’t go?

Then this note has completed its mission, and the person you meet will become the anchor point for Safiel to escape. For example, Elhaysen, whose shoulder was left with a unique mark by Safiir. The mark of the Life Flying Blade. After finishing this job tonight, she can use this mark to leave the Jingshan Palace quickly without being targeted.

But if the person who got this note reported it to the Holy Orders, Safire would have no choice but to put the shit basin on the head of the reporter. After all, she had 10,000 ways to fake the disappearance of the little grass god, while the other party waited. The illusion of being in the scene.

After reading the content of the note, Elhaysen put it away silently. He did not think about reporting it. After all, he was just picking up someone. Although the location was a little more sensitive, it was not enough to prove the other party's motives.

As for ignoring it, he also considered it, but after thinking about it, he still thought it wouldn't hurt to go and take a look.

There were only two people in the elevator, Dotore and Safir. It would still take some time to wait to get to the top floor. Dotore took advantage of this time and said, "Have you met the God of Wisdom?"

Safire knew that this matter must not be hidden, so he nodded: "Well, I think it is impossible for the Order to really trap her, but what I didn't expect was that you didn't stop me and her at all. meeting."

"Of course I can intercept it in the void, but it's not necessary. Watching the prey struggle is also one of the joys of a hunter. Letting her slowly despair in hope is the most interesting drama, don't you think so?" Dotore As he spoke, he raised the corners of his mouth, as if he was enjoying the joy of teasing the little Lucky Grass King.

After hearing this, Safir couldn't help but frown: "It's better not to underestimate her. The God of Wisdom is not just a simple child as the Order thinks."

"Of course I know, but it's more challenging this way, isn't it? Or do you also want to join this game? So, are you going to be a hunter or a prey?" Dotore turned to look at the girl, The condescending posture seems to control the other person's life and death.

Safire curled his lips and was too lazy to pay attention to him. Then he thought about it and finally gave the answer: "I have been a prey for a long time. How can I refuse if I can be a hunter?"

Dotore nodded with satisfaction: "That's right. It's human nature to sympathize with the weak, but you must overcome it. After all, our standard of judgment has never been strength or weakness."

Following Dotore to the top floor, this is the office of the Great Sage. Dotore explained: "The hub of the void terminal, the God's Heart of the Grass God is here. If you want to contact the Heart of God, this is the best place. Good opportunity."

"Is it the hub of the void terminal?" Safire touched his chin and walked out of the elevator. The office was empty. Everywhere he looked, there were bookshelves and some buttons with unknown functions. She noticed the buttons and simply checked the button descriptions to find the switch of the Jingshan Palace Bird Cage.

With a silent note in his mind, Safire walked to the bookshelf nearby, picked up a book and flipped through it: "What is it? Why are there no words?"

"Because knowledge has been uploaded into the void, physical books have lost their meaning. Putting bookshelves here is to show the erudition of the owner of the office." Dotore's tone was sarcastic.

Safire couldn't help but chuckle: "Obviously there are a lot of paper books downstairs, but here they are all superficial works. Is that guy Azar crazy? Is he worthy of being a sage like this?"

"Only a guy with an empty head would dare to cooperate with me. Wouldn't he be more beneficial to us?" Dotore still smiled.

Safire opened her mouth, and she suddenly felt that Dotore's words had also scolded her. After all, the two of them were now in a cooperative relationship. After thinking about it, Safire decided not to pursue this issue. After all, It’s that Dotore, so it’s not surprising that she’s called empty-headed.

With this in mind, Saphire put the book back and looked at Dotore: "Okay, no more time wasting, let's start quickly, I still have to go to Daozhu."

"Don't worry, it will be quick." As Dotore worked on the desk, the bookshelf slid a certain distance into the wall, and then opened like two doors. Safir immediately saw a small room. There is nothing else in this room, only a heart of God suspended in mid-air, emitting emerald green light.

Looking at this God's Heart, Safir's heartbeat accelerated. It's coming, it's the fourth life star of her Netherworld constellation.

"Please, Miss Aurora." Dotore stretched out his hand and motioned for Sapphire to start her performance.

Safir rolled her eyes, and then her heart skipped a beat. This Dotore gave her a strange feeling. Although Dotore had always been tolerant of her, he had never used such an intimate tone towards her. ,unless……

Safir calmly touched the heart of God, and a dark feeling emerged from her heart.

"The Seat of Fate: Netherworld Seat

activated.

Star of Fate: Belial's Sloth is activated.

Star of Fate: Mammon's Greed has been activated.

Star of Destiny: Beelzebub's Gluttony is activated.

Because of contact with the heart of God: the heart of the Grass God.

Star of Fate: Lust of Asmodeus has been activated.

Effect: Ethics restricts people who abide by etiquette. Failure to respect etiquette is a sin. What people cannot avoid, there will always be someone who commits it, which is the original sin.

The Mark Sensing and Activation Range of the Deadly Flying Blade are greatly increased, and special skills are unlocked: Netherworld Chain Prison? Life-seeking. "

As the Star of Destiny lit up, Sapphire's whole temperament became more mysterious. Even Dotore looked at the current Sapphire with a hazy feeling like a mirror.

After some calculations, Dotore felt that Safir's strength had indeed improved significantly. After coming into contact with the Heart of the Grass God, she officially had the ability to compete with the gods.

"It looks like it's done. So, I wish you a smooth trip to Inazuma." Dotore said with a smile.

Saphire nodded, turned around and walked out of the small room: "Dotore, are you not going to do the blasphemy?"

Dotore looked at Saphire with some confusion and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Isn't this slice the most powerful one? What is your slice doing?" Safire asked aloud, staring at Dotore who was still calm. Although each slice looks exactly the same, there are differences, the most obvious of which is personality. For example, the Mad Doctor is extremely conceited and looks down on other slices.

The one in front of him may be the one closest to Dotore's most powerful slice, but their personalities are still somewhat different. Through his glib tongue, Safire still saw the clues.

After being exposed by Safire, Dotore was not annoyed. He just smiled and said: "He will be here soon. Why, do you really want to see him?"

Safire looked at the doctor in front of her coldly, and finally suppressed the murderous intention in her heart. Although she didn't know what the slice was doing, she was sure that it must be extremely detrimental to her, but all this she Powerless to stop it.

Shaking his head, Safire turned and left. Still taking the elevator, she and Dotore went to the lower floor together, confirming that the other party could grasp Nasida's movements, and Catherine could not go there openly.

Safire thought for a moment, and finally chose to go to the Lambard Tavern, opened a private room, and then leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

The God of Grass controls the power of dreams. If she uses the method of sleepwalking here, Nacida will immediately sense it. If she is smart enough, she will take the initiative to connect with Safiir, so that she can do it without knowing where the ghost is. Complete the conversation with Nasida while asleep.

With the stimulation of the immortal power, Safire's consciousness gradually sank, and soon she came to a pure white space. Standing in front of her was the little badminton with silver hair and wearing a silver-white tutu. Uh, no, It’s Nasita, the little grass god.

At this time, Nasida was looking at her with her big eyes wide open.

Safire looked around and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, this is the safest place. No one will notice."

"What a surprise. You would actually come up with such a way to meet me. Are all the executives of Fools so clear-minded? It's like... smearing jam on a cat's back." The little lolita in front of me He spoke.

Safir blinked after hearing this: "What is that? Put jam on the cat's back?"

Nasida nodded: "It's a paper I read. It talks about the fact that when a piece of bread with jam falls to the ground, it always lands on the jam side, and a cat always lands on all fours when it lands. So that People came up with the experiment of smearing jam on a cat’s back.”

Safir's mouth opened wide. She really didn't expect that there was such a talent in the Order Academy, so she subconsciously asked, "What's the result?"

After asking, she regretted it. What could be the outcome of this matter? If it were her, the person who proposed this idea would be sent to Aru Village overnight.

"Later he went crazy and was sent to Aru Village."