Chapter 1779: No quiet night

Chapter 1779 is not a quiet night
Temple of War, dark hall.
There is no illumination of the light.
The smell in the shadows is more and more intense.
One by one, the indifferent look, the cold-eyed people walked quietly on the damp floor.
Occasionally, the screams screamed in the hallway, but no one would care.
Because, from the time of construction, this is the case.
Cold is the keynote.
The scream is a transfer.
bloody?
It is the main one.
Compared with preaching, you need ordinary priests and deacons who are gentle, easy to accept and trust. The priests and knives who belong to the dark hall only need two requirements.
First, strength.
Second, loyalty.
The order of the arrangement is sufficient to show that the strength is first.
As long as there is strength, even if the loyalty floats on the surface, no one will say anything.
After all, this is a world with gods.
Mortal people can be strong.
Can face the gods, but still too much.
However, it has become a bit different recently.
Sivalka, one of the deacons with a knife, has this feeling.
He is not a natural member of the Temple of War. Fifteen years ago, he was just an ordinary mercenary. He encountered evil in a mission. The entire team, including the head of the team and the deputy head, died. Only him. Lived down.
Not strong enough.
It is luck.
The hungry evil is full.
He was treated as the next meal.
Then, before the next meal, the Temple of the Dark of the Temple of War appeared, expelling the evil.
He was saved.
Moreover, he is also inexplicably able to control the ‘residue’ left by evil.
Naturally, he became the deacon of the dark hall.
However, he missed his mercenary career.
You can drink alcohol.
Can laugh aloud.
Can basking in the sun.
It is not like here, it can only face cold and cold.
But he can't resist.
Even if he can use that ‘residue’.
Because, in the dark hall, there are many people like him, and even many are people who are more than him.
Otherwise, he will not just take the knife with the deacon.
Touching the ‘residue’ hanging on the neck, Sivalka’s mind rang again in the inexplicable whisper.
At first he was completely incomprehensible.
Even under this sound, it became difficult to sleep.
However, for fifteen years, under the guidance of the dark hall, he gradually understood the meaning of these sounds.
They are roughly -
1, the index finger and thumb of the adult left hand.
2, the eyes of adult women.
3, one liter of blood, it is best to be a virgin.
By completing the above, you can use the power of a 'residue'.
Cruel?
Do not.
Compared to some really cruel ‘residues’ that he knows, this ‘residue’ is much milder.
The ability to give is also good.
Let him hear the sound farther.
Or, see farther.
There is no real danger.
Every time he leaves the mission, he is also at the rear.
This time is no exception.
He poured the blood in front of him on his body. The ‘residue’ on his neck was like a sponge, absorbing the blood, and then there was a burst of human voice in his ear—
"I am willing to carry everything for them."
"I want them to be good for years."
"I am willing to carry them forward."
"Everyone, I can't make more guarantees."
"Because, I don't know if I can survive."
"But if I survive, I will die to protect you, as my comrades-in-arms, companions, friends, and relatives, treating them like my friends and relatives."
"I swear!"
......
A powerful oath.
Let Sivarka confirm the information sent.
There was a civil strife in the ‘Secret Night Secrets’.
Coincidence?
at this time.
Sivarka was indulged in the bottom of his heart, but his speed was dissatisfied. He picked up the quill, signed his name on the documents in front of him, and issued a vow to the routine: "I swear by the majesty of my majesty, Everything I hear is real."
"Sirvalka deacon, thank you for everything you have done for everyone."
After an ordinary deacon, he took the document and left quickly.
What will happen next, Sivalka knows.
The Temple of War will not let go of such an opportunity.
Those guys will be strangled.
Do not!
It should be half of the strangle!
Only in this way, the remaining half will inspire hatred.
Hatred can blind people's eyes.
Even if it is a bit tricky, it will turn a blind eye.
In order to be safe, the dark hall will send enough hidden knives to pretend to be snakes to perform such tasks.
Fighting for the fish!
"really……"
"The rumor is true!"
The heart of Sivarka’s heart beats.
He did not think and imagine anything.
Even such thoughts did not appear.
Here is the dark hall, just below the Temple of War, any disrespectful ideas will make that person know.
call!
Taking a deep breath, Sivarka flushed his body with hot water.
Although the blood has been absorbed by the 'residues', Sivalka always feels unclean, as if when he was eating a roast rabbit, he couldn't keep his mouth facing the rabbit's head.
After ten minutes, after careful washing, Sivarka put on a casual dress and walked outside the dark hall.
After each successful execution, he will have about six hours of free time.
Of course, such freedom is naturally relative.
At first, Sivarka felt very dissatisfied.
After all, no one wants to be on the sidelines when doing something private.
However, gradually he learned to adapt.
What if I don't adapt?
Don't you like this 'free time'?
Do not make jokes.
He cherishes every moment when he can get to the sun, even the afterglow of the setting sun.
This time is no exception.
Looking at the afterglow, Sivarka fell into intoxication.
Then he thought of the sunrise.
What does sunrise look like?
He forgot some.
For fifteen years, he watched the sunrise on the day he was taken as a food prisoner. The best moment left is sunset.
Most of them are late at night.
Free late night?
Unconscious Sivalka smiled.
The smile is full of self-deprecation.
He used to like late at night, but now he likes the sun.
Warm sun.
Warm air.
almost!
Everything is fast!
Closing his eyes, Sivarka opened his arms. He seemed to be embracing the sun that was about to disappear. The monitor dismissed his lips and looked at his mouth. He did not find the collar that was raised and the collar was not found. The 'residue' on the neck of Sivarka was a trembling eye.
......
What does the 'snake' look like?
Until now, no one has had a definite impression.
However, the snakes belong to the hunter, and this is not a mistake.
For the demon hunter, Divano is clear.
A group of people who don’t know what to do.
Once he was one of the messengers, he had ‘visited’ to those guys.
The Temple of War does not mind their origins and the mistakes they have made in the past, and is willing to give these guys a chance to rehabilitate themselves.
But what?
These guys are not only grateful, but instead humiliate.
More importantly, they were unable to resist such humiliation at the time.
This has almost become a shame for Divano's life.
However, fortunately, the group of unknown guys are all dead.
It’s just a little tricky to let all the guys in this group of gods die from the ‘accident’. It’s really wonderful.
but……
Among the group of guys, there are still people who have survived!
Unforgivable!
After hearing this message for the first time, Divano was extremely angry.
But as time went by, Divano was excited.
At the beginning, he was weak and could not implement the plan himself, but now he is already a priest in the dark hall.
His strength has long since passed.
He has the ability to face the snake-hunter.
He is looking forward to kneeling down the other's head.
And just in his expectations, the task came as expected.
Although he is not expected to eliminate the task of the snake-hunting demon, he is still very happy to provoke the guilt of the 静静秘秘会.
Since the group of unseen guys disappeared, the sneaky guys in the past have become bold.
They are probably forgetting the days when they wanted to spend time with the gully mouse.
Now he needs, they recall.
Pick up the black windbreaker, put a wide-brimmed hat on the head, insert the dagger into the side of the boot, the flying knife is tied around the waist, a silver-plated sword crosses the other side of the waist, and the potion is Packed in several specially stitched vest pockets, then the two large-caliber rifle guns filled with medicine are placed on the back.
Divano checked in the mirror.
After confirming that it was correct, he turned and looked at the five people behind him.
All five, like him, are the most devout believers of the God of War. They all entered the dark hall after experiencing the last resort, but this did not shake their faith.
On the contrary, they are more and more pious.
At this time, the five deacons were dressed in rumored demon hunters.
"Ready?"
Divano asked.
"Well, priests."
Five people responded.
"Remember, I am not a priest now. I am now a hunter, and I want to be a companion!"
"And we need to kill the general goal and let go of the remaining half."
"The five leading companies will kill three."

If you find a wheel, you need to do your best to eradicate it!

Divano repeated the order.
The ultimatum for the ‘provocative’ is the order that the bishop directly issued.
Although Divano did not understand why the main church valued a guy who only talked about it, he knew that since there was an order, it had to be implemented.
In the next moment when the sun disappeared, a group of people set off in the night.
......
After the sun sets, Stone is uneasy.
As one of the five-person group that was swayed by ‘Karkar’, Stone has considerable strength. Otherwise, it will not be valued by Corippo, and the income will fall.
As a subordinate of Corypo, he knows something about Coripo.
It is precisely because of this that he will believe in the "round Carl".
Some of Coripo’s actions are completely in violation of the purpose of the ‘Secure Night Secret Society’.
Not only that, but sometimes the Honourable Corippo will do something that hurts others.
Just like...
Fools in general!
But can a fool become a member of the ‘quiet night retreat’?
Obviously impossible.
In this regard, Stone was puzzled at first.
He only thought that the Honourable Member had a deeper plan that he could not see.
However, with the explanation of the "round Carl", everything is solved.
Mr. Corypo is not a true member of the ‘Staying Night Secrets,’ but a snake-hunter!
The impact of this news is great.
So that people are still unacceptable.
can,
Stone turned to look at the nearly one hundred people in the temporary secret.
Most of these are friends of their friends and friends.
Unconsciously gathered together.
Obviously, it’s not just that he’s not aware of it.
His friend, his friend's friend, also noticed that it was wrong.
However, no one dares to break it.
After the "round Carl" was broken, it became a matter of course.
Thinking of ‘round Carl’, Stone thought of the previous vows.
"Wish you all the best!"
Stone, who has already guessed exactly what ‘Karkar’ is going to do, prays silently in his heart.
However, such prayers did not make him feel at ease.
The opposite of……
More and more scared.
"Bill, you reorganized a hand to make a dark whistle."
Stone stood up and said to his friend.
Bill, a man with thin body and long hands, is also one of the five. Without more inquiries, Bill nodded and walked out.
Bill is a silent man.
Most of the time, I don't know how to speak.
Therefore, after becoming a friend, Stone is extremely reliant on Bill.
He believes that Bill can be entrusted.
The same is true of Bill.
Therefore, when selecting the manpower, Bill carefully selected the manpower.
The long sword and the arquebus are not a problem for the members of the Talker.
Some even brought homemade explosives.
They were dispersed according to Bill's arrangement. In the shadow of the six-ring civilian area, they were hidden in the shadow of a place, and they were in stark contrast with the four people who stood at the gate.
The torch is inserted into the wall.
The brazier was placed on the ground.
A flame that is strong enough to shine behind the building behind.
‘Stone Warehouse’!
The wooden signboard is brand new and large enough that you don't need to walk in. People can see clearly from afar, not to mention the sword priests with extraordinary power like Divano.
He pulled the black mask up and only revealed two eyes.
Then, wave your hand behind you.
The five figures, like civet cats, broke into the shadows and rushed toward their respective targets.
Dark whistle?
It does not exist for him.
Divano sneered a few times and subconsciously touched the ‘residue’ he was wearing on his hands.
But the next moment, Divano's face changed.
The ‘residue’ he wore on his hands was gone!
(End of this chapter)