Sophia, wearing a black robe, is the most powerful slave in the hands of the succubus Sallyen, and is also the most special among the countless believers in the main material plane. She is the extraordinary and the most powerful extraordinary. No one in the entire cult gang that believes in the killing master can compete with her.

"Did Salian order you to stay here?"

"Yes, Lord Arreguso, the members of the Order are ready, and they will arrive immediately as long as you give orders."

"Let them stay where they are." Areguso waved: "Now what I want here are spies and spies who can act in hiding, rather than a group of warriors who charge at the forefront."

Sophia nodded and wrote down the request of the Killing Lord.

Arreguso stood up and lifted a corner of the curtain and looked at the soldiers who were still carrying goods outside, as well as the Holy See knights guarding the Zero-hour residence: "Your behavior is dangerous. I don't want Silvado to collude with cultists, the second prince of Berrama was also found to collude with cultists."

"Please rest assured that I am different from those servants┉┉┉Even if you keep a good distance, even the messengers of Ishutal will not be able to find me."

Hearing this, Areguso smiled inexplicably: "You are right, after all, you are the same┉┉┉”

"No more, the only one I am loyal to now is Lord Salion."

As if the pain of the past was raised, Sophia's expression suddenly became sharp, and then she instantly returned to peace.

Even for a moment, the fleeting expression on Sophia's face was still seen by Areguso. She put down the curtains and the killing master sat back on the sofa and clenched her fist, giving people a feeling of being patient. The atmosphere in the room became weird, and there was no other sound except the sound of finger bones.

After a moment, Areguso returned to his calmness and put down his red and swollen hands: "Can you feel that there are a few extraordinary people among the people in the Holy See?"

"Putting aside the mortals who have received magical skills, three of them disguised as mortals, two with four wings and one with six wings, should be inspecting the lord's mansion with the staff of the Holy See." Sophia said after thinking for a moment.

"Very good. It seems that you are giving it useful. During these times, people from the Holy See are temporarily avoiding the people of the Holy See, and they are talking after the storm has passed."

"Yes! Lord Arreguso."

Then Aleguso waved his hand and signaled Sophia to retreat. After the girl's figure completely disappeared, Arleguso called the servant to pour a glass of red wine for himself and taste it. He gave up all principles for the throne, but he also had to thank his grand prince for being so strong that he could jump into the residence he arranged to give up the almost accessible throne without any doubt. Now he wanted enough time and quiet space, instead of continuing to sit on the hot throne of King Berrama. On the surface, he gained great power, but the price was to be more surveillance and attention from the Holy Church. This was really too dangerous for himself, who was wearing a mortal skin.

The theory of the Son of Star is correct!

Demons were born from the evil soul of mortals. In some ways, demons are a mirror reflecting the human heart. Since the soul of mortals is the cornerstone of the birth of demons, then the demons that are equal to the soul condensation can theoretically use the body of mortals as temporary containers. However, the body of mortals that are regarded as temporary containers cannot last for too long and must completely collapse afterwards. The reason is that the soul and container are not matched, just like a square object must be stuffed into a circular box. The result is naturally either the container is broken or the object is destroyed. The second is that the strength of the container itself is not enough. Different creatures can use the power with limits. Once this limit is exceeded, they cannot withstand the impact of force and begin to be damaged.

However, the container is not absolutely consistent. Just as mortals train themselves to make the *** stronger, the stronger the person can exert the power when acting as a container, and the *** itself can last longer. However, there is a limit to how mortals exercise. Here, if you break through the limit, some power from the abyss is needed to further strengthen it.

"┉Everyone's soul and the ** are perfectly combined together, and it is precisely because of this perfect combination that is extremely smooth when the soul drives the ** action. The reason why some undead mages who replace the ** will inadvertently have inconsistent actions, and every decades they need to replace the new ** is that the combination of the soul and the ** is imperfect. This imperfect combination is like a broken magic array delay. At the same time, it will continue to damage the ** itself in some subtle ways. Over time, these minor damages will eventually lead to a complete collapse of the body┉┉┉”

"┉In fact, this world does not exist in two completely identical people. Even if they are identical twin brothers, their souls and ** are completely different and inextricably interchangeable. Just like the real name that represents a person's identification, every life is a unique existence in this world, only similar and not complete."

Arreguso swung his wine glass in his hand and silently recited some theories proposed by Tiffany, the son of the former star. These theories broadened their horizons and verified some ideas. Even today he successfully entered the main material plane. Even the messenger of the gods had never discovered his inner reality. This is thanks to Tiffany's wisdom.

Silvado Karenta! This powerless and sad maggot, I didn't expect that after searching the main material plane for nearly ten thousand years, I finally found a container closest to my soul. It would be such a sad mortal! This timid, cowardly, ignorant, and ignorant mortal is the closest to me. This is simply a joke from the Creator. No matter where I look at myself as the master of killing, there is nothing similar to him!

Cowardice and cowardice have never appeared on me for a second, ignorance and ignorance have never been their companions. They are the open-minded and the first demon to discover the secret, and they are also the first demon to try to crack the secret. Compared with those idiots who are still silent in the vanity title of demon master in the twisted void, they will let them all know who is the master and who is the slave in the future!

"Silvador ~ the unpleasant guy, but I didn't have to choose."

Alayguso frowned slightly, and at the moment when murderous intent emerged in his heart, the glass in his hand instantly turned into blue smoke under the black flames.

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In the free city, in this city of sins that the world calls, the wealthy people in the upper area seem to never feel the sin. In the eyes of rich and powerful people, this city is the paradise. There is no ethical constraint here, and you can indulge yourself in doing all the craziest things, completely bringing the meaning of the sentence "The more you fall, the happier you are" to the extreme.

In the most prosperous area of ​​the upper area, a fierce competition auction is taking place in the largest auction house in the entire Free City under the name of Sir Filibos, a fierce competition auction is taking place in the VIP box. In the VIP box, unlike the auction houses outside, the people who can sit here today are among the best in the Free City. In order to keep the guests confidential, each well-dressed person wears a silver mask on his face to cover up his true face.

"The next one is the daughter of the famous Harriman family. I believe everyone here has also heard that the Harriman family in the Kingdom of Creses was arrested and executed for trying to rebel. The youngest daughter of the head of the Harriman family, Miss Lydia Harriman, was obtained by this chamber of commerce for a lot of energy."

At the venue, a black-haired girl wearing an almost translucent tulle skirt was escorted to the front desk by two tall women dressed in servants. It seemed that Fang was only fifteen or sixteen years old last year, but now she was exposed in public and her pure body was for appreciation. The girl escorted to the stage was trembling all over. If she had not been escorted by two maids, she would have fallen on the stage directly.

At this moment, the guests in the private rooms were indeed talking, as if they were interested in the little daughter of the Harriman family.

The host on stage also exaggerated the atmosphere with a clever tongue: "Miss Lydia just turned 15 this year, and after our identification, she is still a perfect virgin. As the daughter of the world of Harriman, Miss Lydia passed the Xuanyin Conservatory of Music in the Kingdom of Creses. She is now a violinist of master level. She once performed at a banquet at the palace three years ago.

At the same time, the magic instrument above the entire auction hall began to appear. It was the scene where Lydia, dressed up, held the violin and played with her slender fingers, and she pulled the notes carefully and played one note after another. The girl's beautiful but slightly tender face had a faint smile, looking like a fairy who was completely silent in the ocean of music. When she saw the most beautiful side of the girl and the most depressed side of the girl now, this extreme contrast really incited an extreme impulse in people's hearts. In fact, many people are already fantasizing how comfortable it would be when the slender fingers holding the violin holding something in their lower body.

"Everyone! If you are moved and want a top female slave who coexists with beauty and intelligence, please bid! The starting price of Miss Lydia Harriman is 1 million, and each increase must not be less than 100,000 Lions!" After seeing that the guests were ready to move, the host was very good at finding the opportunity to start the auction.

"The guest of the No. 16 box offers 1 million Ryan!"

"The guest in the No. 21 box bids 1.1 million┉┉”

"Oh~ The guests in the No. 7 box directly offer 1.5 million Ryan!"

The bidding soon began. In this auction hall ignited by the turbulent atmosphere, a guest who was not old in the box No. 11 showed a disdainful look in his eyes. His face covered by the silver mask revealed a warm anger. Among these guests who were ignited by the **, he was the only one who cast a pity to the girl who was auctioned for goods.

Ugly! The ugliest side of human nature can almost be found in this twisted city. Everyone doesn’t care about themselves becoming a beast without moral concepts. Everyone is releasing the greatest malice in their hearts. Perhaps this city is like this, just like a huge negative emotional condensation point that allows everyone to vent the craziest malice in their hearts.

Touching the mask on his face, the young guest seemed to want to take off the mask but did not do so in the end: "Even in the Britannian Empire, only the worst nobles may be able to compare with them."

Lelouch, the president of the Blade Wing Chamber of Commerce, who is famous in this city, said softly in a disdainful tone. After a moment, Lelouch put down his hand. He really had no right to talk to others. At least now he has been involved in this city and relies on the source of corruption in this city to nourish himself for nutrients.

I looked at my hands, looked at my hands that were already covered in blood in Area 11, and for my own philosophy, I have sent countless people to the altar of death. Why should I consider myself noble now?

After seeing too many dark sides after taking root in this city, Lelouch already understood that either maintaining the concept in his heart here is untainted, or he falls and corrupts together and truly becomes a part of the city. Moreover, compared with these ordinary people in front of him, the test he needs to accept for being a dragon. Under the temptation of extraordinary power, how to continue to maintain the mind of mortals is more difficult than resisting the corrosion of money and **. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!