Night Crow Sovereign

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However, his thoughts were completely superfluous. Yate, who captured all his dissipated thoughts without missing a trace, was just laughed.

It can be said that these native natives in the world in the shell basically do not know the truth of the gods.

Yate didn’t have any thoughts about the Bishop Silver Ash. If it was the other’s god, he could still have some thoughts.

He was also curious… curious as to what the silver ember mentor had to do with the glory world.

Yate also believed that after solving the problems of the Temple in the Mist and the Black Bell Church, he would be able to get the answer from this silver ember teacher.

Yate slightly smiled, maintaining a profound mystery posture:

“What are you going to exchange?”

Seyvor took a deep breath, then lifts the head, looking at the other person’s pure white mask:

“About the news about Sir Red Cross.”

Sir Red Cross?Oh, I’m talking about that man, who looks like an elf and a vampire.

“Sir Red Cross, it’s the man named Dogafle. He is now in collusion with a priest of the Church of the Eye of the Storm and is lurking in the fog.”

Yate said, “If you want to tell his news, we know better than you.”

“Moreover, although his strength is not bad, he is still a little reluctant to teach Sovereign level.”

He spared no leeway to expose the information the other party wanted to exchange.

“Dogavle colluded with the priest of the storm, hiding in the fog!?”

Hearing this information, Seyvor stared wide-eyed, how could it be possible that Dogavre killed multiple storm priests…..

Could it be that a certain priest of the Storm Church hired Sir Red Cross to kill in order to kill the rival faction?Is it infighting?

Who is it?

At this moment, he suddenly heard the other person’s voice: “How is it? This news is good, right? What are you going to exchange?”

Sivor reacted instantly, he was planning to sell news, how did he suddenly become buying news?

“This!?” He looked at the eight-legged church pope wearing a pure white mask in disbelief.

8 Has the church been reduced to the point where it is forced to buy and sell information?

Strong buy and sell?

Then, your news is worth buying and selling.

Yate walked to the next chair and sat down: “Are you going to buy the information at the price of teaching Sovereign level or are you going to buy this information at the price of bishop-level information?”

Even using this method, Sivor gritted his teeth secretly: “Bishop-level intelligence.”

“Really? Let me tell you the bishop-level part.” Yate’s hand touched the pure white mask, and six spider eyes of different colors emerged.

“Dogavle was cursed by a member of the Eight-Limb Church and slightly injured while talking with the Storm Priest in the Southern District of Wudu. He now hides in the Western Region of Wudu.”

Yate deliberately made unidentified voices that echoed in the cafe where there were no clerks.

“I understand……”

… ..

In the cafe, Banksy and Yate watched Seyvor’s back.

“My Lord Pope, don’t you need to confirm whether his news is true?”

At this moment, Banksy asked with some doubts.

“No need,” Yate said. “I got similar news from other sources.”

“Then the value of this news…” Banksy was a little puzzled. Since it is the news that has been received, the value of this news is also…

“Sometimes, intelligence is valuable only if it is released, but it is not valuable if you hold it in your hand.”

Yate laughed and turned his attention to Banksy:

“Let this news go for now and do what I ordered first.”

“Yes!” Banksy stroked his chest with one hand, respectfully.

……

Fog City, a certain park.

In this foggy area, tiny spiders are slowly approaching the unmanned clock tower in front of the park.

Tap, tap, tap…

The sound of footsteps gradually approached the clock tower.

“Although it is not difficult for a group of Knights to guard the clock tower in the fog, it is better to be unattended and can be solved faster.”

Yate rubbed his neck.

It’s not difficult to distract Knight in the mist.

Just use the news from the Black Bell Church to do it.

Next …

Yate extend the hand, a purple black power gushes from the palm of his hand, floating on the palm, rotating and agitating like a tumbleweed.

In the process of rolling, the power of purple black gradually faded and turned into gray.

“You need to use soul-level laziness as the key to unlock it. This is really special.” Yate looked at the gray mist rolling in his hands, “It should be possible to use a higher Level 1 belief state of laziness.”

With a wave of his arm, the gray mist swirling in his hand instantly expanded, as if the condensed wind mass lost its limits.

The huge wind and waves moved past, and the gray mist dispersed and the storm surged.

The idle gray mist quickly engulfed the water mist that was about to be blown away by the storm.

The highly condensed original sin of laziness exudes a unique power, the surrounding water mist seems to have been slowed down, and at the same time, it becomes more heavy.

Just looking at this gray mist, one can feel a heavy pressure and irresistible fatigue.

The moment the gray mist formed by the original sin of sloth touched the clock tower, it was slowly sucked into the clock tower.

The outline of the temple in the fog was also slowly outlined.

“Eat more, more.”

Yate squinted his eyes, the corners of his mouth cocked, and more purple black power poured out, continuously turning into the sin of laziness, forming a larger gray fog.

Before the idle gray mist was completely inhaled, more mist appeared, joined in, and plunged the entire sky into a haze.

And as more and more idle gray mist was inhaled by the temple in the mist that emerged from the clock tower, the temple in the mist seemed to perceive that the mist was a good thing, and the rate of inhalation became faster and faster.

However, the fog is not at all so it becomes less.

Seeing the fog is inhaled, Yate released more fog.

The thick gray fog is like overlapping dark clouds, floating above the clock tower.

Then, Yate’s left hand opened and closed, as if kneading something.

And along with his actions, the gray fog formed by the sin of laziness also continuously deformed.

Under Yate’s control, the distorted gray mist that hovered over the clock tower gradually stagnated and turned into a huge gray spider.

Watching this scene, Yate lightly snapped his fingers.

With a light sound, 6 scarlet eyes appeared on the head of the huge gray mist spider that was gradually solidifying.

Next moment, it starts to move.

As if he had his own will.

And its first reaction was to turn its gaze to the temple in the mist that overlapped the clock tower.

From its mouth, spider silk spewed out.