Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

In an unremarkable room in Backlund, since being dug out by a one-eyed third-rate writer with his bare hands, this well-known evil spirit wandered around for a long time but failed to find a suitable wild gatekeeper, so he had no choice but to choose to possess the On the defected bishop of the Church of Evernight who was arranged by the quill to do some ulterior motives.

The red angel evil spirit actually doesn't like this body that can't be fully controlled, he wants a pure watchdog of a lower level.

They often quarrel with him for the control of actions and speech. At this time, this body will act like a mentally ill patient or a paraplegic patient, making some actions that normal humans cannot understand. Join the event with excitement and add luster to the protagonist's story.

Of course, they can sometimes reach a temporary reconciliation with him.

"Someone is chanting my honorable name!"

Ince Zangwill suddenly spat out a decent word, "I never thought that my honorable name would still be praised by the world after thousands of years!"

"Oh, maybe some old friend of yours thinks that your death is not clean enough."

"Wake up, that scumbag Augustus has already established a country, and he still thinks he is the king of angels who holds uniqueness."

The classical sculpture-like face had two asymmetrical cuts, as if it had been weathered and disrepaired for a long time.

Spirituality spread out along with the occult connection, and the red angels saw a middle-aged man kneeling on the ground who seemed not very pious through the prayer spot.

The silently burning flame suddenly swelled and exploded, rising as high as half a person. Through the blazing candlelight, Reyce vaguely saw the image of a man, followed by a clear sneer.

"This is the first time I've seen a mere Sequence Nine hunter who dared to ask me directly for the complete potion formula of the Red Priest Path!"

"You are an ant-like thing, you are really a good seedling of the hunter path!"

Reyes, who was extremely lacking in occult knowledge, took several steps back in fright. He looked back at the mysterious man who was sitting securely on the chair, then turned his head again, and said bravely to the flames, "He said that's all right, You'll give me, uh, potion recipes."

Reis saw the corner of the mouth of the person in the flames twitching vaguely. For a moment, he seemed to be in a raging fire. His body and spirit screamed in extreme pain at the same time, and he fell to the ground.

"Papa papa!"

"Beautiful! The red angel next to the Creator is still so handsome."

Wang Zichuan ignored the stupid hunter who fell down, and still sat on the chair, applauding happily.

"It's you? Heh, make such an idiot recite my honorable name, you have something to ask for."

"Is there anything valuable on your body that is worthy of my concern? It just so happens that this idiot made a wish with me for a potion formula. I think so. Why don't you let him ask his boss, Lord Red Angel."

"Hmph, showing off your tongue!"

"I, purely out of kindness, want to tell you a secret."

"I heard that the three of you were lumped together by Arista Tudor because he got Adam's help at that time."

The quiet flame suddenly made a crackling sound, and the tongue of flame spread wantonly, constantly encroaching on the surrounding space. The classical sculpture-like face looks even more distorted through the air and flames.

"I want to tell you that Adam is not Adam, your old lord, the divinity of the creator disguised as Adam to help Tudor hunt you, tsk tsk, he said, this is a necessary sacrifice."

There was an eerie silence in the two rooms, and Ince Zangwill unconsciously clenched his fists. His only remaining eye stared fiercely at the smiling face at the other end, and he never felt that anyone in his long life was so disgusting and hateful.

Sauron and Einhorn wanted to ridicule, but after thinking about it, they closed their mouths tightly. They are not as good as others, and there is nothing to say about being killed, but the majestic red angel actually...haha.

With a bang, the entire fireball exploded, and sparks flew everywhere. When Wang Zichuan stretched out his hand, the raging flames obediently returned to their original positions, but most of the white wax melted, and the table carrying it also left burnt marks .

In the early morning of the next day, Reyce woke up from his lethargy. In addition to clearly recalling the severe pain before, he felt that there was something more in his mind. He recalled carefully, and gradually remembered the contents of the two potion formulas .

He got up from the ground and found that the mysterious man had disappeared, but the old lamp was still on the table.

Painful memories flooded his mind again. He stretched out his hand, intending to throw away the weird lamp, but before he could move, fear suddenly invaded his mind, and a cool voice sounded behind him.

"Hmm... do you want to make a wish again?"

He was so frightened that his teeth chattered, and he was unable to speak.

"You should have only obtained the low-level potion formula. When the formula is used up, you can pray to that honorable name again. He will give you the follow-up potion formula, as long as you can satisfy him."

"Friendly reminder, if you recite the honorable name of certain existences, you are his followers. Remember to pray more devoutly next time."

"By the way, don't forget to learn the ancient Hermes language. Not only the god of knowledge and wisdom hates illiteracy, other gods will not like believers who don't even know their honorable names."

The oil lamp on the burnt-black table that barely stood seemed to flicker for a moment, and then it returned to the old feeling. The room was so quiet that Reis panicked.

After spending another day in tension and apprehension, the passenger ship sailed steadily into the port of Tuscatel. He paid the fine in advance, packed his luggage, and hurried off the ship as soon as he was allowed, leaving the lights and fear behind. On a charred table.

He chose a hotel to stay at random, and when he was lying on the big bed in the new room, he finally let go of his anxiety, feeling that he had experienced a strange nightmare in just two days.

Tomorrow I will buy the boat ticket back to Olavi. Now that I got what I want, I don’t need to try my luck on the Death. Compared with being a pirate, I still want to go back to my previous life and find a boss to take refuge in. Live a life of freedom. I won't pray to that honorable name anymore, I can't remember it anyway.

However, things turned out to be contrary to expectations. When he was having dinner at a restaurant with a good business to fill his stomach, two groups of people suddenly fought.

Originally, this was a common thing in Tuscart, but the two warring parties involved Reyce. Reyz, who was vigorous and had been engaged in the thug industry for many years, accidentally killed him after the intensity of the battle escalated. Two contestants.

Then the person behind the deceased quickly came to the door, and after a verbal explanation could not reach an agreement, another armed conflict broke out, and the person on the other side was seriously injured and died inexplicably.

With the government ignoring the law and local gangs enforcing the law, Reyes couldn't leave even if he wanted to. He was recruited by another gang, and within a short period of time he fought against some people with extraordinary abilities like him. They all suddenly made mistakes and died under his iron fist.

He was flustered, he didn't know why it happened, he just wanted to go back to Olawi.