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Chapter 48 The Art of Milos is the Crow Weird

Melos did not allow low-level humans to call Apollo by his first name. How could a mere human being be so bold?

He looked angry and wanted to kill the two people in front of him who were in the way.

If they hadn't killed their own family members, He wouldn't have appeared in front of Sang Yu and the others.

Sang Yu glanced at Milos and ordered the Soul Holder:

"Catch this crow, it doesn't matter if it dies!"

When he hit Milos just now, Sang Yu thought that he could definitely kill him, but he didn't expect that Milos' physical strength would be so outrageous.

Even after receiving a punch from a strangely powerful fist at close range, he was still fine. With such physical strength, he was not inferior to a mid-level awakener at all.

Milos had a sinister look on his face, his feathers were destroyed and it would take some time to grow them back.

Two condemnation locks hit Milos directly, and he fled in panic, trying to avoid the fate of being captured.

Sang Yu took advantage of him to dodge, raised his fist again, aimed at Milos' body, and punched him.

Even if it doesn't kill him, it can still cause him a lot of trouble.

Milos was knocked away again. Seeing this, the Soul Holder immediately controlled the Condemnation Lock and chased after him, tying him up tightly.

In order to prevent Milos from launching exploding blue bubbles, Soul Binding used the Condemnation Lock to forcibly bind his beak, not giving him a chance to open his mouth.

"Finally I caught you, you ugly creature. A crow with white feathers. You are so ugly!" Sang Yu walked up to Milos and opened his mouth to curse.

When Milos heard Sang Yu insulting him, his pupils trembled.

Ignorant human being, His holy white body was given by His Highness Apollo and was a symbol of nobility. How come he looked ugly to her?

Milos was almost pissed to death by Sang Yu's words!

She actually dared to question His Highness Apollo's aesthetics, which is unforgivable!

Milos kept mumbling, his body kept struggling, but he couldn't speak or break free. He was about to die of suffocation.

Seeing Milos' desperate look, Sang Yu took out his cell phone and called the Demon Hunting Alliance:

"Hello, I'm Sang Yu. There was a problem with the Bell Tower Village commission I took on this afternoon. There is no one in the village. I hope you can arrange for someone to come over as soon as possible."

After speaking to the staff member who answered the phone, Sang Yu put away the phone and asked the Soul Holder to let go of Milos' mouth:

"People from Bell Tower Village, where did you hide them?"

"I won't tell you." Milos turned his head to the other side with a bad face.

"I advise you to hand over the people from Bell Tower Village. The people from the Demon Hunting Alliance will come over to take over this matter later, but they won't be as easy to talk to as me." Sang Yu stared at Milos with wide eyes.

Sang Yu anxiously inquired about the whereabouts of the residents of Zhonglou Village. On the one hand, he was concerned about them, and on the other hand, it was for the 10,000 yuan reward.

She and Shen Weixi had worked hard and spent a lot of time, and even killed all the carrion crows nearby. It couldn't be in vain.

Milos closed his eyes and gave no response.

Since Milos didn't cooperate, Sang Yu didn't bother to bother anymore and decisively asked the Soul Holder to tie his mouth again.

An hour later, a group of members of the Demon Hunting Alliance using flying spiritual tools arrived at the scene.

The person who led the team this time was Minister Qin Haijun.

Sang Yu was a little surprised when he saw the person coming.

As a minister, would it be too much of a waste of high-end combat power for you to come over to deal with an E-class entrustment incident?

"Minister Qin." Sang Yu and Shen Weixi greeted politely.

Qin Haijun nodded and immediately asked:

"Sang Yu, the Holy Spirit you mentioned on the phone just now is this white crow?" He pointed at Milos, who was tied up by the Soul Keeper.

"He himself said this, the god he serves is Apollo, the sun god."

Qin Haijun and his subordinates behind him looked in disbelief when they heard Sang Yu's explanation.

The holy bird crow beside Apollo looked like this. Apart from the particularly beautiful eyes that resembled gems, the white feathers on its body were extremely ugly.

"Minister Qin, what is the Holy Spirit? We haven't learned it in school, so we don't understand." Sang Yu asked his question.

"The Holy Spirit is related to the [Lost Relic]. I don't know much about it. You can ask Li Baoshu. He knows this aspect very well. He himself holds a Holy Spirit."

"The brush that Li Baoshu often uses is the Holy Spirit. His Holy Spirit cannot speak, but Li Baoshu can understand the other party's meaning." Qin Haijun gave Li Baoshu the task of explaining the "Lost Relics".

"I understand, thank you, Minister Qin." Sang Yu bowed slightly and thanked him.

Subsequently, Qin Haijun's men, with the consent of Sang Yu and Shen Weixi, burned the carrion crow's body on fire.

Seeing the corpses being burned to ashes in the flames, Sang Yu didn't feel any pity at all. Not all of the corpses of the hunted monsters were suitable for selling.

The two of them did not leave in a hurry, but followed the members of the Demon Hunting Alliance, provided some help, and worked with them to find the villagers hidden by Milos in Bell Tower Village.

Everyone walked outside the villagers' houses, forced the door open, and searched around, but found no one.

Sang Yu walked up to Milos, untied the condemnation lock that bound his beak, and asked him:

"You said that many villagers are alive and well. Where are you hiding them?"

Milos was not afraid of Sang Yu's anger at all, and spoke in a mean manner:

"Before you came to Bell Tower Village, many villagers were indeed still alive, but that doesn't mean they were staying in the house."

"They are still free humans. I did not trap them. I really don't know where they are hiding."

Sang Yu became angry and punched Milos's head, but unfortunately he could not kill him.

Milos really resisted the beating and received several punches from Sang Yu, but nothing happened.

When Sang Yu was beating someone, there was a sound in the air, which attracted everyone's attention.

They looked up and saw a group of strange people wearing human clothes, with black wings and bird claws, their eyes turned red, and crow's mouths, flying in the air.

There are old and weak women and children, and no one can escape.

Milos looked up with a happy expression and laughed wildly:

"Hahaha, look, the residents of Bell Tower Village are back, you don't have to spend time looking for them."

"Perhaps I was hungry and smelled the smell of meat on you, so I came out to look for food."

"Today I have a rare opportunity to watch you humans kill each other. I'm so happy!"

Everyone ignored Milos's ridicule. Facing such weird villagers, they could not control their anger.

"Milos' blessing ability also has an effect on humans. How is this possible?" Sang Yu felt that the scene in front of him was so shocking.

A good human being turned into a weird crow who is neither human nor ghost.

"Milos, please quickly withdraw your blessings to this group of people!" Sang Yu turned around and roared at Milos, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

"Stupid human being, you can't speak, you can choose to shut up!"

"My blessing is not valid for humans. It is only for the crow family. Don't open your mouth and say nonsense."

"The crows that received my blessing mutated successfully and changed their abilities. They scratched humans and injected poison into their bodies, causing humans to mutate."

"I really like this kind of mutated art. I am worthy of being the holy bird beside His Highness Apollo, and my body is filled with artistic cells!"

Milos's eyes were full of madness, and his expression became a little distorted.

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