The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants happiness

"Unfortunately, the spores have already spread, and it's pointless to do anything now."

"Spores? What spores..."

Mu En suddenly felt an inexplicable coldness, penetrating from the skin on the surface to the inside of the body.

Following this, the body becomes numb and stiff, as if it is frozen, and loses control.

And it wasn't just him. Mu En noticed that the expressions of those who were stabbed in the back by their companions, but were only seriously injured and had not yet been eliminated, also looked even more ugly.

"This is……"

Mu En's mind changed rapidly and he locked the target in an instant:

"Blood? His blood?"

Heat filled his eyes, and his vision became clearer in an instant. Then he saw strands of velvet-like red mycelium floating out of the blood flowing from Brian's body.

Those hyphae scattered everywhere and fell on the bright and delicate petals, forming those bloody spots.

So this is why Freya stabbed her knight first in the beginning?

Did she really sacrifice her teammates first and use this almost imperceptible attack method?

"Don't worry, it's just using the toxins in the spores to make you temporarily unable to move. It's not a means of attack. The loopholes in the death contract documents are not that big, and these temporarily created things cannot control you. The point.”

Freya tilted her head and looked at Mu En's face, seeming to appreciate his struggle at the moment, and chuckled:

"After all, I can't control everyone, so I can only make preparations."

"Good plan."

Mu En twitched the corner of his mouth.

If only I could find out earlier like Liya...

No, early detection is useless.

Putting aside the obvious problem with Brian's reduced presence, Freya cut off all possibility of resistance from the very beginning.

Her gift of flowers was purposeful. All those who could not trigger the death contract document and still hinder her from a distance even though they were unable to move, had been dealt with as soon as possible.

For example, Mayfair can use gravity magic.

For example, Elager, who can use illusion magic.

As for Liya...

"Okay, it seems like everyone has no means of resistance."

Freya stretched out her hand and the holy light barrier around Brian suddenly collapsed. As a saint candidate, she can naturally control the holy light.

"The fun game of house is over. Can everyone please take the initiative to leave?"

Freya looked past Mu En and looked at the others.

She had her hands folded on her lower abdomen, her manners were elegant, and her smile was holy, as if she were a real saint.

"you……"

The ugly macho man's expression twitched and trembled, and he stared at Freya:

"We obviously trust you so much, why? Do you want to eliminate other people to become saints in this way? Do you think the church will allow you to behave like this? Even if you are the only one left, you can't possibly..."

"You still don't understand until now?"

Freya held her forehead in worry: "My goal has never been to become a saint."

"What?"

The ugly macho man was stunned.

"How retarded."

Freya sighed again and then said:

"Can you please take the initiative? You should still have basic mobility skills. If you don't hurry up, something bad will happen."

"Bad things?"

Ugly suddenly seemed to feel something and lowered his head suddenly.

At his wound, the granules that were recovering rapidly thanks to the warrior's powerful body squirmed visibly to the naked eye, like small tentacles, as if they had their own thoughts, twisting and extending in different directions.

"Sure enough, ordinary people will be contaminated soon?"

"pollute?"

The ugly macho man's expression suddenly became frightened, and he roared angrily at Freya:

"You? Is it you? You actually... actually..., are you crazy? The church will not forgive you. As a candidate for a saint, if you do such a thing, the church will definitely tie you to the stake. Give you..."

"Ah, no need to say it again, I already knew about that kind of thing."

Freya stretched out her hand, took out the teleportation scroll from the ugly macho man's arms, squeezed it hard, and with a flash of light, the angry macho man disappeared.

"What a verbose man."

Freya then looked at the others: "Do you still need me to help you?"

Everyone looked at each other in shock. With the ugly and macho man in front of them, they did not dare to hesitate any longer. They activated the teleportation scrolls one after another and chose to take the initiative to eliminate him.

Soon, there were only a few people left in the originally lively place.

Freya returned to Mu En again. Seeing so many people being eliminated, the gentle smile on her face remained unchanged.

"The last one is Mr. Mu En. You are really in danger, so can you please leave too? Don't worry, I will take good care of your little saint."

"It sounds like a tauren who stole the lines from me is speaking." Mu En sneered.

"Tauren?"

"It's okay, just pretend you didn't hear me, but before that, can I ask you a question?"

Mu En suppressed her smile.

"Of course, please."

"This weird method compares with the familiar scent of Lao Yin..."

Mu En looked into Freya's eyes and asked seriously:

"Miss Freya, are you... a believer in the God of Love?"

"Aphrodisiac?"

For the first time, Freya showed a trace of surprise in front of Mu En.

But soon, that trace of surprise merged into the corners of her mouth that were slightly drawn:

"You are worthy of being Mr. Mu En. You guessed half of it so quickly."

164. That move...

"Half?"

Mu En asked: "What does half mean?"

"Hehe, you can't say that, because that answer is actually quite embarrassing." Freya covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Tsk."

Mu En said expressionlessly: "Do you know which two types of people I hate the most in my life?"

"Oh? Which two?"

"One is a riddle man who speaks half of his words, and the other is..."

"The other?"

"..."

In the strange silence, the two looked at each other.

Freya was stunned for a few moments before she understood what Mu En meant. However, although she was teased, she did not show any anger, and even the arc of her mouth did not change at all.

"Mr. Mu En is really interesting, but it's a pity that even so, I still have to ask Mr. Mu En to leave this lost town first."

"Are you so afraid of me? You are worthy of being a believer of the god of love." Mu En sneered.

"I'm not afraid, but I just don't want you to disrupt my plan, and... I absolutely cannot let you and any of the saint candidates reach the bottom of the tower, but that's the oracle personally issued."

"The oracle personally issued?" Mu En frowned slightly.

"In short, Mr. Mu En wants to delay until the death contract disappears. This idea is better to forget it. Besides, you can't even move now, right? You are so close to me, you should be the one who inhales the most spores."

Freya's eyebrows curved, and she said as if she realized:

"Ah, look at my memory, I forgot that Mr. Mu En can't move now, it seems that only I can help you personally."

Freya stretched out her white and slender little hand and reached for Mu En's chest.

"Mr. Muen, please tell me where you put the teleportation scroll. Otherwise, if you do something indecent, your saint will be angry."

"..."

Muen did not respond to Freya's teasing, but just looked at her silently.

Until her hand was about to touch her chest, Muen suddenly said:

"You seem to know me very well?"

"Hmm?"

Freya was stunned, as if she didn't expect Muen to ask such a question.

"I guess so. I did collect a lot of information about Mr. Muen. After all, I have a wide range of people. But unlike others, I don't believe the false information that Mr. Muen is a useless playboy who has multiple relationships."

"..."

No, some parts are true.

"Of course, some of the information was told to me by that person." Freya continued.

I see...

Muen suddenly realized.

No wonder the information he revealed should not attract too much attention from others anyway.

And Freya showed a different concern for him from the beginning.

The old dog coin of the God of Love is thinking about me so much, which is really flattering.

It's a pity that I didn't have a good exchange with Him in the Forest of Death.

Mu En pulled the corner of his mouth and laughed sarcastically:

"But I think Miss Freya still doesn't know me well enough."

"Hmm?"

"Because if you really know me inside out, you will understand..."

Mu En's eyes condensed, and suddenly stretched out a hand and held Freya's wrist tightly:

"I am not afraid of poison or any abnormal state."

There was a red flame, emerging in the depths of his blue eyes as deep as a lake.

At the same time, the barely detectable arc of electricity was also jumping lively on his skin.

Red flame, plus alchemical field.

In this state, even the pollution from the evil god himself can be slightly resisted, not to mention just some poisonous spores.

"Do you really think that I will approach you without any vigilance?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Freya's eyes, and then she felt the world spinning.

Mu En held her wrist with one hand and her neck with the other, twisted his body, and pushed Freya to the ground.

His knee pressed directly on Freya's abdomen. This candidate for the saint, who was always elegant and quiet, looked so fragile at this moment.

"Lady Freya!"

Brian, who was standing by, was immediately furious and exclaimed. He was so weak that he had difficulty even standing up, but there was still a dark quagmire that spread rapidly towards Mu En.