Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

After sending Mrs. Daisy away, Marianne let out a long sigh of relief.

She had indeed been on tenterhooks for a long time, because she was suspicious of the ideological stamp. The more she knew, the more afraid she was of being discovered by Mrs. Daisy.

As for what will happen after the discovery, she doesn't know.

But what is certain is that it will definitely not be a good thing.

"The reason why Mrs. Daisy left was because she confirmed that Zhan and I did not have the strength to resist the ideological stamp, so we left with peace of mind."

"But why am I not affected by the ideological stamp?"

If Mrs. Daisy used the Thought Seal on herself and ordered herself to answer truthfully, she should not be able to lie to the owner of the Thought Seal.

Unless...the thought stamp in her body is different from the thought stamp in those slaves!

"I want to tell him these findings and speculations and see if he can gain any insight."

Thinking of this, Marianne said to herself.

She immediately subconsciously thought of Han Zhan in her dream, and she became more and more mentally dependent on him.

For example, she needs more action from this slave.

"Even after it was confirmed that I had nothing to do with the Thought Seal, he would still indulge his slaves and engage in a killing duel with me."

The image of an animal in Han Zhan's mind became increasingly clear.

If this reason is used, Marianne believes that Mrs. Daisy will give her full support due to her quirks, right?

the other side.

"I was too nervous when facing Mrs. Daisy. Why didn't I ask her to turn on the energy suppressor on my combat hand?"

"The truth is important to her, but not absolute. She enjoys the process more, and the crazier the better."

Unless there is any suitable reason.

"But... isn't it a little weird to ask Madam Daisy to turn on the energy suppressor for a slave?"

To him, even enemies at the eighth level would be absolutely crushed by his current physical strength.

Likewise, he also wanted to see what treacherous conspiracy was brewing in the seemingly peaceful Yongsha Star.

If Mrs. Daisy must be described as some kind of beast,

The Korean War is back in the library.

"Strange, did I forget something?"

Han Zhan is not afraid of Mrs. Daisy.

"She cannot find anything suspicious, otherwise, she will definitely be targeted even more crazily."

"Therefore, we cannot do anything that defies logic, such as turning on the energy suppressor."

"Judging from Mrs. Daisy's behavior today, she is definitely not a normal person."

Mrs. Daisy is not the eighth level, Han Zhan can solve it with one finger.

Marianne suddenly froze, and she slapped her head suddenly, "Yes, the key to the energy suppressor."

The reason why he didn't do that was because he didn't want to expose his ninth level strength too early and alert others.

That is, hyena.

"The energy suppressor cannot be opened by normal means, nor can it be removed by violent means."

"What kind of material is this eternal sand used to make energy suppressors that cannot be destroyed even by the ninth level?"

Han Zhan looked at the thick pile of books stacked in front of him and fell into deep thought.

A possibility suddenly occurred to him.

"According to legends, when the Lord of Yongsha fell, the Yongsha Star was submerged and covered by billions of hectares of yellow sand. Could it be said that this eternal sand was transformed into the divine body of the Lord of Yongsha?"

Thinking of this, Han Zhan took out one of the books and started reading it carefully.

……

Ouda Desert, east.

This place is still barren and dilapidated, just like usual.

Under the howling wind.

Black airships shuttled through the sandstorm, hunting for the escaping stowaways.

These two stowaways look different from ordinary humans.

They have four legs, and their well-developed leg muscles support them, allowing them to successfully dodge the iron claws protruding from the flying boat.

A tug-of-war chase lasted for a long time.

In their hasty escape, the two stowaways crashed into a gorge between two sand dunes.

The annoying and frightening buzzing of the flying boat behind him suddenly died down.

The black flying boat that was in hot pursuit gave up the chase for some reason and turned around and flew away from here.

Just when the two stowaways were still confused about the situation.

Several figures had appeared around them, controlling the already exhausted two people.

"where is this place?"

"Where? Open your eyes and take a good look!"

"This is the punk camp!"

Those were the last words they heard.

Immediately afterwards, they were knocked unconscious and dragged deeper into the camp.

Inside the punk camp.

Punk, whom he hadn't seen for a few days, was sitting in his seat and taking a nap with his eyes closed.

Surrounding him were several subordinates who treated him with respect, arranged by Marian's housekeeper.

A rush of footsteps sounded at the door.

"Didn't I tell you that I'm tired today? If there's nothing urgent, don't bother me."

Punk heard the noise coming from the door, he frowned and opened his eyes, and said in a dissatisfied tone.

"Master Punk, there is... someone is looking for..." the subordinate who ran over to report said out of breath.

"Is someone looking for me? Who is looking for me? Just let him wait outside."

"It's... it's... your sister..."

Bang!

Before his men finished speaking, the door on the other side was pushed open forcefully.

A thin figure appeared in front of Punk.

Elsa was still wearing that simple white dress. She was blind and couldn't see anything in front of her.

But with her keen sense of smell, she immediately locked onto the location of her brother.

"Why?" She "looked" at Punk.

"Why why?" Punk looked at his sister with calm eyes.

"Why do you want to kill the refugees in the Uda Desert?"

Seeing her brother's tone of voice so careless, Aisha stepped forward and shouted angrily.

"If you are talking about that old woman." Punk's eyes flashed sharply, "Because she is unwilling to sell the star candy to me."

"You should know that in the eastern part of the Uda Desert, no one can disobey my wishes."

"If I don't kill her, then my authority here will be challenged."

"Prestige? Challenge? Do you know that Granny Finny is unwilling to sell Star Candy to you because you took away her only grandson!" Elsa asked, speaking faster.

"Of course I know, but his grandson helped a stowaway hide. This is the consequence of provoking the Allied Forces." Punk replied still calmly.

He said as he stood up and walked to Elsa.

In Punk's hand is a bag of exquisitely packaged star candies.

"This is the star candy I specially ordered from the city, sister."

"It's sweeter than what we've eaten before!"

"We are different from before. Give me a little more time and we can live in the main city together. There, there will be delicacies that are a hundred times more delicious than star candy!"

"Snapped!"

As soon as Punk finished speaking, the star candy in his hand was slapped by Aisha and flew out.

Sprinkle all over the place.