"ha?"
Hearing the Titanium Star people's cry, Rozim turned around impatiently.
"Hey, let's figure it out. If I don't chop it up, you're already helping me. Don't be too tempted."
"Please listen to me. We have a very important adult who was kidnapped here a long time ago. Since we are here this time, we cannot give up the opportunity to rescue it! Please help us! After the matter is done, I promise that Ether will give you an extremely generous reward! You can do whatever you want! I promise!"
"Ah? Uh--"
Rozim scratched his face at a loss. Although he was greedy for money, he still knew the right amount. This time he came here not only to make money, but also to find a way to help Soshiyan.
There are enough things now, no matter how much more things happen, I am afraid-
But before he could speak, Ratasin suddenly spoke.
"Who is it worth it?"
After the other party asked this, Ming Qi's blue face looked embarrassed, and he hesitated for a long time but didn't say it.
Seeing this, Latasin raised his legs and was about to leave. Ming Qi finally made up his mind and spoke:
"Okay, I'll tell you, but I hope you can help us when you know it!"
"You talk first."
"He is the most powerful ether ever, the eternal war teacher of the Fire clan, the green-skinned beheader, the hero of Fio's Vash... Ammonium history!"
Hearing this, a faint smile suddenly appeared on Ratasin's cold face, and then his lips moved slightly, saying a word that made Rozim's head bigger.
"good."
"Ratasin, are you serious?"
The other party turned his head and looked at Rozim.
"I didn't say it right away."
After saying that, he returned to the fire warrior.
"You have to find a way to save the ammonium history, and the premise is that we can accept it. You can choose to be by our side before that."
Ming Qi nodded.
"I understand, but now everyone is injured..."
"Then find a place to rest."
This sentence was said to Rozim by Ratasin.
"This... OK, but you'd better explain to me why it is."
“Yes.”
Rozim shook his head helplessly and sighed:
"I just want to make some money, why are there so many troubles-"
Meanwhile, in the central city of Comoros, a huge semi-trapezoidal building shines in the dark dark sun, emitting a dim light.
Despite the traffic on the surrounding roads, no living creature was seen within a radius of hundreds of meters in the entire building.
Its name is the Curse Night Shrine, a place where even the noble consuls of Comoros dare not set foot easily-
Because it belongs to a nightmare.
As servants of the blood-handed Kane, Nightmare never swears allegiance to any sect or conspiracy group. They only serve their own war shrines, which is very similar to the tribe warriors of the Ark world. Therefore, Nightmare is essentially completely neutral. They abide by the contract and have excellent skills. Everything makes them the best candidates for bodyguards.
As long as the contract is followed, the Nightmare is the possibility of "betrayal" in the city of Conspiracy Comoros. This characteristic makes no consul hesitate to divide the Nightmare and their shrines, and avoid confronting them head-on in seizing power as much as possible.
At the same time, the more important reason why Nightmare is so transcendent is that they, or their masters, never participate in the power struggle of Comoros.
At this time, in the magnificent main hall of the Nightmare Temple, a giant made of steel and flames illuminated the shrine. The walls were bathed in the twinkling orange and red light, and its eyes were dark embers, and the flames burned like flesh and blood under the cracked metal skin.
Many low voices are praising its name - Kayla Mantha Kane.
It is the Spiritual God of War, and it is also the God of Murder and the God of Hate.
In the huge shrine hall, eight figures were bathed in the light of Kane. They were wearing dark blue armor, gorgeous horn helmets on their heads, and their armored hands held the long and wide Clive Blade Knife. Under the light, the edge of the Clive Blade Knife emitted a dangerous red light. In the shadow behind them, others lurked in the shadows, pale bodies and twinkling eyes loomed in the darkness.
After a moment, another figure entered the shrine, wearing the same armor as the others, although it was more gorgeous than others.
The newcomer then chose a pair of curved Clive wide-blade swords as weapons, with energy flashing on it.
"You are the best warriors in this shrine, but today I hope you can tell me what fear is."
The voice of Nightmare Bishop Clayvix Kerasus, the Void Brothers, came from his helmet like a low whisper.
As he paced back and forth in front of the standing warriors, smoke from the incense burner around the shrine was suspended in the air.
Eight pairs of eyes followed him as Clayvix Kerasus walked from one end of the team to the other, watching every pause of the bishop, every hesitation, with his fingers clasped the hilt.
After a long time, one of the nightmare spoke.
"My lord, fear is power, and our entire existence is based on a fear that we cannot name it, but our scattered cousins ​​are also driven by this fear, even those who live in the dark city below."
"oh?"
After listening, Clayvix Kerasus stopped in the middle of the team, only three steps away from the eight deadly warriors who were looking for his weak moment.
He stood in front of the warrior who spoke, staring straight at him, as if he was looking at every weakness in his armor.
The nightmare just stood motionless, no one knew the expression under the helmet, nor did anyone know his ambitions.
But everyone knows that his ambition is to replace Clayvix, after all, this is also the ambition of every nightmare.
Although Nightmare will not betray the employer, they also have a cruel competition mechanism inside them. If you want to become a senior member, the newcomer must challenge the person who occupies his or her own snooping position and defeat it in duels, but unlike other places in Comoros, assassination is not allowed.
If the bishop of the shrine dies in battle, then the remaining nightmare will fight each other for the bishop's position, deciding who is the next new bishop.
The strong live, the weak die, the corpses burned, and in the end everything will be dedicated to the huge statue of Kane who overlooks all this.
Chapter completed!