Elf: I, the Lord of Ghosts, lead the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts

As Xia Chan's gaze moved, a tall, dignified-looking silver-haired old man appeared in his sight.

"Who is this old man?"

"He seemed to have just said that he was my grandfather, but didn't my grandfather die before I was born?"

Looking at the silver-haired old man, Xia Chan was full of doubts.

But no matter what, he should be saved...

"Kid, you and your elf go aside first. I will deal with this villain first." Xia Chan was thinking when the deep and powerful voice of the silver-haired old man sounded in his ears.

"Night Demon, deal with this 'garbage'."

Then, the silver-haired old man slowly stepped forward and commanded the night demon floating behind him to attack the middle-aged man and the Puff Pig who were unable to move at all.

At the same time, Xia Chan, who had obediently retreated with the Dream Demon behind the silver-haired old man, locked his eyes on the Black Rock Demon and activated the Eye of Insight.

Night Demon

Gender: Male Height: 2.43m Weight: 111.01kg

Attribute: Ghost

Ability: Perception (naturally possessed of keen insight.)

Qualification: King level

Energy level: 50 (late stage of quasi-king)

Master the moves: Fire Fist, Ice Fist, Thunder Fist, Shadow Fist...

"So strong!"

"This silver-haired old man is actually a quasi-king-level trainer, and is much stronger than that middle-aged man! He survived..."

Xia Chan, who controlled part of his consciousness to scan the information in his mind, immediately calmed down and felt full of security.

On the other side, Pu Pu Pig burst out with all his strength, broke through the invisible restraints, and fought with the Night Demon.

For a moment, the booming super-power energy and the deep ghost-power energy were flying and intertwined in the dark alley.

Fortunately, it was already late at night and there was no one around, otherwise it would definitely cause a sensation.

The fighting power of the two elves was obvious. After several confrontations, the Pu Pu Pig began to lose ground.

The middle-aged man didn't know whether he recognized the identity of the silver-haired old man or realized the gap between himself and the other party. He had almost no desire to confront him head-on and was always thinking about finding a chance to escape.

But the silver-haired old man didn't give him any chance to escape. The attack of the Night Demon was so strong that neither he nor Pu Pu Pig had any chance to breathe.

"Old Xia, I'm going to fight you!"

Seeing that there was no chance of escape, the middle-aged man made up his mind and decided to give it a try. He then released his remaining five elves to help Pu Pu Pig fight against the Night Demon.

Behind the silver-haired old man, Xia Chan activated the Eye of Insight and discovered that these five elves were all gate-level elves.

Although the six elves of the middle-aged man are all powerful, and even the weakest one is slightly stronger than the current dream demon, when facing the silver-haired old man and his night demon, the middle-aged man still falls into the same dilemma as Xia Chan just now.

The advantage in numbers cannot make up for the gap in combat power.

His six elves combined were no match for the Night Demon.

Moreover, his defeat was faster than Xia Chan's just now.

In less than a minute, his six elves lost their combat capability one after another.

Soon, the middle-aged man was left alone.

"Old man Xia, if you obstruct the will of God, you will definitely be punished by God!"

As the last of the six elves fell, the middle-aged man stared at the silver-haired old man fiercely and shouted.

"Divine punishment? The 'Gods' you mentioned are nothing but bugs that dare to hide in the dark. Only human 'trash' like you will submit to them." The silver-haired old man was righteous and did not take the middle-aged man's threat seriously at all.

"hehe..."

Bang!

The middle-aged man laughed sinisterly, then suddenly fell to the ground with his head raised.

"Grandpa, he...what happened?"

Seeing this, Xia Chan quickly stepped forward, came to the side of the silver-haired old man, looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly fell to the ground and asked in confusion.

"He committed suicide." The silver-haired old man seemed to have expected this. When he heard Xia Chan's question, he turned around, looked at Xia Chan with a kind smile, and replied.

"Suicide?" Xia Chan was slightly stunned when he heard the answer.

The middle-aged man was clearly standing there, without even moving his hands, so how did he commit suicide by taking poison?

"This is the usual method used by the Holy Spirit Temple. All spiritual beings have restrictions in their minds. As long as the restrictions are touched, their souls will self-destruct." Seeing that Xia Chan was still confused, the silver-haired old man began to explain to her.

"Holy Spirit Temple? Spiritual beings?" This time, Xia Chan was even more confused.

What is the Holy Spirit Temple and the Spiritual Person? He had never heard of them before.

"The Holy Spirit Temple is an organization that believes in some rebellious legendary spirits. The people in it call themselves 'spirits'. They believe that the 'legendary spirits' are 'gods'. Only by following 'gods' can they survive the situation where the world is occupied by the gate of another dimension. Only by following 'gods' can they master powerful power."

"In short, this is a worldwide extreme reactionary organization."

Under Xia Chan's increasingly surprised gaze, the silver-haired old man explained the meaning of "Holy Spirit Temple" and "Spiritual Person".

"The Holy Spirit Temple and Spiritualists are just names given by those human 'trash' to beautify themselves. In our Shenzhou, this organization is called the 'Fallen Spirit Temple', and those who are willing to be driven by the rioting legendary elves are called 'spiritual servants'. These self-degraded human 'trash' are the slaves of those rioting legendary elves." Then, the silver-haired old man pointed at the middle-aged man who committed suicide and said to Xia Chan: "This man is a first-grade quasi-king-level 'spiritual servant' from the Fallen Spirit Temple."

"How could such a huge reactionary organization exist in this world? How come I have never heard of it before..."

Xia Chan stood there in a daze as he listened to what the silver-haired old man said. This information was too shocking for him.

Since a global reactionary organization can continue to exist, it can only mean that it has a foundation that makes it impossible for countries around the world to eradicate it.

As soon as he became the [Spark], he was assassinated by this organization. This shows that this organization also has insiders in the national departments of Shenzhou.

And he had never even heard of such an organization before.

At this moment, Xia Chan deeply realized his own insignificance and ignorance. His understanding of this world was probably just the tip of the iceberg. There were still many secrets in this world that he had never heard of.

"Even if I become a [Spark], I am not qualified to know too many secrets..."

"Why would this old man be willing to tell me this?"

Suddenly, Xia Chan came back to his senses, looked at the silver-haired old man who had been smiling at him kindly, and asked, "Grandpa, the matters concerning the Fallen Spirit Temple and the Spirit Servant should all be secrets, right? Why are you telling me this?"

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