Please listen to the voice of black magic

The fire in the church came extremely suddenly, and very violently.

Annan only noticed that the church was on fire, but within seconds, the flames spread throughout the church.

The fire spread at an unusually fast pace, and no matter how dilapidated the church was, such an unreasonable situation could not have occurred.

“Nun or maybe the mechanism that will be triggered when the boy dies!”

Annan can’t go deeper into the church now, unless he wants to be buried in the fire.

He sighed in his heart with pity, and then quickly beckoned the stunned Roderick to run to the only exit of the burning church, which was the gate of the church behind them.

The closed church door is unlocked, and it can be pushed open with a gentle force, which is easier than expected.

However, after seeing the slums outside, Annan was not happy that he was only one step away from escaping.

“The church caught fire and then two suspicious characters ran out inside, no matter how you look at it, it is related to this fire, it seems that the identity of the arson suspect cannot escape.”

It is now close to noon, and there are many passers-by in the slums and on the streets next to it, and it is impossible to hide themselves completely.

Moreover, in this situation, Annan had no time to cross-dress, and could not think of any good way to hide himself, so he could only take off his coat, draped it indiscriminately over his head, and then strode out of the church.

If he didn’t leave, it wouldn’t be long before he was ignited by the heat of the church fire.

Roderick also imitated Annan’s movements, covered his face with his clothes, and ran quickly out of the dangerous church. The church is

located on the edge of the slum, it is not a large building, usually no one will look at it twice, but now this church is completely on fire, which is bound to attract the attention of people nearby.

Annan clearly heard the shouts of onlookers next to him as he and Roderick rushed out of the church gates, but now the two of them were clearly seen by others.

“Go this way!”

Roderick whispered next to Annan and quickened his pace out of the slum. At this time, the

curious onlookers were all standing far away, they had already run away from the danger when they noticed that the church was on fire, or they were shouting to put out the fire, and no one had time to pay attention to the two suspicious figures who rushed out of the fire.

No one stood in the way of Annan and Roderick, and if you want to run, you can only take advantage of it now.

Roderick kept pacing, and he ran several streets away from the slum where the burning church was located before more and more people gathered.

Annan tried to keep behind.

He is now exhausted to death, his body lacks exercise, he is panting before running a few steps, but he can only continue to run until it is really safe, and if he stops now, he will definitely not have the strength to run.

“Get in the car!”

Roderick, who took off his face at some point, pushed out an ordinary motorcycle at the corner of the street ahead.

Annan had no doubt about him, he stepped on the motorcycle with his last bit of strength, he really couldn’t run.

The motorcycle started immediately, and Roderick stepped on the accelerator to urge the motorcycle, and kept heading into the distance.

Annan, who had taken off his coat on his face, was still panting at this time.

“Go to my place first, I have something to talk to you about, okay?”

Rodrik, who was not wearing a helmet and was clearly violating traffic laws, suddenly asked.

“No problem, we do have a good talk.”

Annan did not refuse, nor did he make other suggestions, and agreed in one bite.

His head was a little dizzy now, not only because he was running for his life just now, and his physical strength was too great, but also because the knowledge of black magic that he had absorbed before had not been completely digested.

Sitting on a high-speed motorcycle, Annan leisurely closed his eyes and slowly experienced the large amount of knowledge that suddenly came to his mind.

“The black magic obtained in that little boy’s ashes… Well, ‘soul refining’? ”

Soul refining, soul art.

The so-called soul art is magic related to the soul.

“Being able to shape the nature and form of the soul, and also creating a soul through the consumption of mana, this is not magic for fighting, but this magic has a lot of potential that can be explored.”

Annan suddenly felt a little pain in his thigh.

He noticed that the side of his left thigh seemed to be bleeding.

He remembered the bruises from the gunshot wound he had received on the day he crossed over, and indeed he was still not healed. The

doctors in the hospital have treated his insignificant injury well, as long as he does not exercise vigorously, the wound under the bandage will soon recover slowly, but he has been exercising vigorously for the past two days, and it is strange that the wound does not open.

“It’s a little painful, but it’s not a big problem, it won’t hinder the movement, and then it should be fine to change the bandage and apply the medicine.”

Annan immediately put his injuries behind him and continued to blow the wind on his motorcycle to understand the new black magic. The

content of this black magic that the soul refining is very complicated, more than ten times more than the two black magic he mastered before, and there may be more, and it is not possible to fully master it in a while. However, even if he has not fully understood this black magic, he can

still successfully use the soul refining now, because he has completely absorbed the knowledge of this black magic through his ability to listen to the voice of black magic, and he can’t forget it. But this is

only the level of learning, and it is 108,000 miles away from mastering and fully mastering, this new black magic is too complicated, and it is estimated that it will take him several days to really regain it.

“By the way, it’s time to give me a name for my ability to ‘listen to the voices of black magic’, otherwise the name will be too long, what is it called?”

It didn’t take a few seconds for Annan to figure out what to call his ability.

“Let’s call it the ‘Whisperer’, listen to the sound of black magic.”

That’s how things settled.

“Here we are.”

The high-speed motorcycle finally stopped after about twenty minutes.

Annan looked left and right at the streets around him, he didn’t know what place it was, it was a place unfamiliar to him.

The street is very neat, and the houses on the left and right are neatly arranged, giving it the feeling of a high-class residential area.

“We haven’t been followed, at least not now, but I don’t know if we will be found in the future.”

Roderick stepped off the motorcycle with a tired face.

“Annan, I rented the room in front, come in and sit down, and then let’s have a good talk and discuss what to do after that.”