Why do you want to call me

Sure enough, there was nothing, and the mysterious man had obviously left.

Thank you Lord of Radiance for your protection...

Save……

Before he could finish his inner prayer, his vision was spinning.

The last scene in sight was a strand of brilliant golden hair jumping out from the black robe, fluttering in the wind, like the rays of the sun.

The blood of death was spilled on several others.

Feeling the warm liquid on their bodies, their bodies could not help but tremble slightly.

Thinking that it was the blood of their companions just a second ago, I felt even more terrified in my heart.

Some people didn't dare to look back, but ran towards the front of the alley.

But soon, as if the body touched the transparent silk thread, all parts fell to the ground, and the wound was very neat.

Soon the remaining two people couldn't stop the fear welling up in their hearts.

Several companions are dead!

They don't even know what killed them yet!

All he needed to do was move, and a person was easily cut in half like a pudding.

They kept begging for mercy from the mysterious person behind them.

But there was no sound, only the water droplets dripping all around echoed them.

The two also wanted to move their bodies.

But soon they felt that their skin had touched a cold thread.

And not only the front, but all directions are dissatisfied with these.

This seemed to be a warning that as long as they moved, their fate would be the same as that of the previous few.

The two had no choice but to stay where they were. At this moment, their stomachs were shriveled, and the cold rain wetted their wet clothes, making them cold and heavy.

It was getting darker and darker, and soon it was completely dark.

Winter nights are as cold as sharp knives.

At this moment, the two of them don't know how long they have persisted, how much they want to eat a bowl of hot food, and then fall asleep under the warm blanket.

But those threads that looked like the blades of the god of death bound them here like spider threads.

Even though their bodies were tired and hungry, they dared not move at all.

The temperature was getting colder and colder, and the bodies of both of them seemed to be frozen, and they completely lost their senses.

Their hearts became more and more desperate.

But one night is very long...

……

"Um……"

"Is this the emotion of despair and fear?"

In the dark night, on a hand comparable to Bai Xue, wisps of black mist were slowly swirling.

Looking at it quietly with blue eyes, he was a little curious about it.

After all, it is the first time to collect such emotions.

"Well……"

Feeling the strands of despair that came from a distance, Alisa narrowed her eyes slightly.

She is the mysterious person.

And the punishment for those people is just an attempt by oneself.

According to the method given by that god, try how to collect people's emotions.

In the past, she might not even be able to hold a knife steadily if she was asked to kill.

But now, even if the corpse is right in front of your eyes.

She also had a blank expression on her face.

I have changed after all...

I wonder if he can accept it?

Alisa shook her head lightly, and then put away the emotions that were still being generated continuously for storage.

It is foreseeable that this sentiment may last for a long time.

Alisa came to a street according to that person's instructions.

She looked at the quiet street here.

There was no one on the street, not even any lights, it was pitch black.

But in her eyes, she could see it very clearly.

If I'm not mistaken, the temporary residence of the extremely demonic woman... should be here.

Although Alisa was a little distressed about the witch's temporary residence in the slums.

But it is not difficult to understand.

After all, if you want to collect emotions, then according to the characteristics of the slums, it is indeed the best place.

Countless people are floating here, with an unknown amount of despair in their hearts.

But Alisa felt it carefully.

But I found that apart from the quantity, there are no other characteristics.

As for the quality, it is definitely not as good as the emotions generated by those warlocks.

Alyssa gathered the mysterious factors in the eyes and carefully searched for the witch's residence.

Soon, according to the residual memory in the witch's mind, she quickly found the entrance, which was behind a door.

A mysterious and unique key was woven in her hand, and Alisa inserted it into it.

Then a faint hole appeared, just like the mouth of a giant beast.

Alisa stepped in without hesitation.

Soon the surrounding light changed, and she entered a mysterious space.

The protective magic circle arranged here discovered the intruders and showed their heads one after another.

All kinds of bright lights appeared in the air, aiming directly at Alisa's thin figure.

She sighed slightly, and then a breath appeared on her body.

That is the breath of a witch.

In the next second, these protective magic circles dissipated into particles directly on the spot, and hibernated again.

However, Alisa did not cancel the aura arranged on her body.

She walked towards the depths of this space, and when she looked around, there were countless moving devices.

Countless huge tank-shaped devices are placed in it, connected by dense pipes above, almost covering the entire field of vision.

Some tank-like devices are made of transparent material, and inside it can be seen that the black mist is trapped inside.

"This is……"

Alisa looked familiar because she had just seen this mist just now.

It is the emotion of despair.

Has the desperation of a whole ghetto been gathered here?

Alyssa walks through these devices step by step, and despair is not the only emotion in it.

There are a few other emotions that come up here as well.

Like anger, frustration, sadness, pain...

However, most of the negative emotions appear here, and there are very few positive emotions, almost none.

It's like a maze here, Alisa doesn't know how long it took to walk.

She came at last to the end of these contraptions.

Looking at the various instruments in front of him, as well as a pile of neatly arranged books.

Alisa's eyes lit up slightly, and then she stepped forward to take down one of the books and open it.

Sure enough, there are many books about mysterious knowledge.

She herself has no chance to get access to these mysterious knowledge.

But now they are placed here aboveboard, like bright pearls, as long as you stretch out your hand, you can touch them directly.

Didn't even set up any defenses.

But think about it, after all, if you have to read it frequently, it would be too troublesome to set up defenses.

With these books here, her future path will be much clearer.

Otherwise, it is impossible to set foot on the road of Morning Star just by groping for yourself.

And these instruments, although Alisa couldn't recognize what functions they had for the time being.

But judging from their precision, it is estimated that they are very expensive, and it is absolutely impossible to buy them in the market.

Alisa cleaned up these things.

Just leave them here temporarily.

After all, there are more important things to come here by yourself.

Alisa began to continue exploring here.

A secret room was soon discovered.

With the remaining memory of the witch, this secret room will not trouble her.

After the door was opened, Alisa couldn't help showing a smile on her face when she saw the things inside.

It's just that in that smile, there is a chill that seems to be icy cold.

That's what she came here for.

There is nothing else in this secret room, only a working instrument is placed in the middle.

In the middle of the instrument is a mass of jet-black substance.

Countless mysterious factors are slowly maintaining its activity through this instrument.

Alisa approached gently, and the breath on her body quickly attracted its attention.

The liquid swayed slightly, as if trying to prevent her from approaching.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Alisa smiled softly, but her eyes were extremely indifferent.

The liquid suddenly shook even more violently, and I couldn't stop being terrified.

It has already smelled, this is the murderer who killed the main body.

And now, the murderer has been found!

"Should I call you the witch's soul, or consciousness?"

Alisa whispered almost like a whisper, as if it was a monster from the abyss.

The memories left by the witch are missing a lot, and some of the memories about her promotion or extremely important memories are not known where they are sealed.

So Alisa speculated that she should have divided her memory into many shares.

According to the remaining memory of the witch, she came here.

And now, what appeared in front of Alisa was a memory belonging to the witch.