"How about it, is the posture OK?"

The room was in a mess, and Marek suddenly turned his head and asked with a narcissistic look on his face.

Sigmun finally knew where the evil spirits that the other party showed when they first met Gildo.

He turned his head and didn't want to answer the question, but Gildo began to lick it with a smile.

Is licking people his hobby?

Thinking of this, Sigmun couldn't help but shudder. Until now, he still knew the seafood taste of Ji's Gildo.

Hope that was really stained when drinking soup.

"Actually, I've wanted to hammer this guy's head a long time ago, but I didn't expect him to suddenly lose control today."

Marek sighed with emotion, his body had returned to his usual thin state.

At this time, Sigmun finally understood why this captain always likes to wear too fat clothes on weekdays.

It seems that this is a complete consideration of the size after transformation.

I just don’t know if his combat state will be enabled at any time on another battlefield.

According to the expansion ratio, it seems to be quite considerable.

"Captain, what's going on with the weapon you have?"

Sigmun asked curiously, but he watched helplessly as a metal box turned into a heavy hammer with a cold light.

"This is my meter weapon, and it is the choice when entering the third level. The third level of the hunter path is called the Demon Hunter. At this stage, he only has powerful combat skills and cannot be called a qualified Demon Hunter."

"We hunt not only the monsters in reality, but also the beasts that live in our hearts." Marekdo said a few words.

"According to our choices, many ways of fighting will be derived. The metric weapon is the fundamental reason why we keep our last bit of peace in our hearts in battle."

"Personality, precepts."

"You can't understand even if you say too much now. In short, you have to remember that you need to prepare a lot of money before creating a metric weapon."

"a lot of!"

"At that time, you need to find a good helper to create your exclusive weapon." Marek weighed the hammer in his hand, and then threw it to Sigmun.

"So heavy!"

The weight of the hammer is far beyond Sigmund's imagination. Not to mention fighting such weight, it feels very difficult to lift and put it down.

"This is my weapon, and other people will be suppressed and their weight will increase several times."

"My weapon was made by a fifth-level alchemist, and it cost me a lot of money at that time."

"This is not only a matter of money, but the important thing is the extraordinary core. Without the appropriate extraordinary characteristics, the master cannot create a suitable weapon."

"Alchemist, don't think too much. That's the fifth-level extraordinary person who created the contract. It would be great to find a third-level mechanic."

Marek looked like Versailles, while Gildo next to him began to blow and lick according to the usual practice.

Those stingy words sounded like Sigmon's hair counted down.

Licking people makes me happy?

Just like I make perfumes and Marek likes to collect his wife, this is the way Gildo is happy.

A third-level Luyan Knight died like this. The process seemed simple, but the subsequent sensation had not yet erupted.

The Oracle Church died a third-level extraordinary person. Let’s not talk about the sensation of this matter itself. Benite’s identity will also bring countless troubles.

He died, who will take over the work of the Oracle Church in Liam, and how will the work assigned after the replacement be distributed?

And most importantly.

The investigation into Bennett's out-of-control process may continue for a long time.

Many aftermath work needs to be handled. Sigmun became the easiest person among them because he just joined the Demon Hunter team.

In addition, no one would know that he was the mastermind behind Bennett's ultimate loss of control. After all, in the eyes of everyone at that time, Sigmun who made compromises was a model.

A kind and harmless young man.

Montana saw the shallow pit on the ground with a complicated look on her face.

Benite's body was exposed to the ground, and the clergy's robe had long been ragged.

The ugly body, the holy robe, Benite's death and out of control will be covered as a secret of the oracle church.

Whether extraordinary or realistic, his death is a stain on the Oracle Church.

I felt a little relaxed in my heart, and the haze pressed on my head was wiped out.

"Go along the way."

Finally, after dealing with everything temporarily, Sigmon and the other two boarded the carriage on the return journey.

"I finally understand why Benite has been targeting you." Marek suddenly spoke in the car.

"Why?" Sigmund vaguely guessed a little reason.

"He buried his malice against you into a seed of filth."

"Dirty seeds, what is that?"

Marek thought for a while, "You should know that the promotion process of the extraordinary has always been accompanied by reason and madness. We always need to fight against our evil thoughts and the temptation in the void."

"In the process of promotion, the spiritual power will be enhanced and the power will become stronger, but the corresponding dangers faced will lead to more things you can hear and see."

"In the process of constantly suppressing resistance, the chaotic value will grow irresistible, and the growth of the chaotic value will bring many terrible negative effects."

"For specific purposes, you can go back and find relevant information and learn more about it. You only need to know now that the higher the chaotic value, the more chaotic our spirit will be and the weaker our will."

"Not only that, we will also face exponential risks in the process of promotion."

After pausing, Marek looked at Sigmon, "Remember the process of advancing to level one, that chair and that room, and the strange phenomena and sounds surrounding your spiritual world."

Sigmun nodded.

"Those are interferences, and what I want to tell you is that in every promotion process you have, those temptations and evil thoughts will become more and more powerful."

“This is an inevitable process.”

"What's even more sad is..." Marek sighed.

“Once we complete enlightenment and enter into extraordinaryness, we cannot stop.”

“Either move forward or go crazy!”

In just one sentence, Sigmun felt a strong sadness.

"Why is this happening? If you don't improve your strength and actively advance, can you avoid this danger?" Sigmun asked.

“It’s very difficult, very difficult.”

"After crossing a class, even if we do nothing, our spiritual power will gradually increase with time and age."

"Think about it, in the face of interference and whispers that may come at any time, the mental pressure will be much greater than that of ordinary people. If this continues, the chaotic value will naturally continue to increase."

Marek spread his hands, "By then, perhaps the critical point of promotion may not have reached, your spirit will collapse due to the increase in chaos value. Even if you don't lose control and become a monster, you will become a mentally ill-ambitious madman."

"But if it's just that, then what's the point of our promotion?"

"Of course not." Marek shook his head.

"Because after every promotion, no matter how high the chaos value is, it will be cleared, and then everything will start over."

"So the so-called extraordinary promotion." He concluded.

"Its essence is a crazy race against itself."

"What we bet on is madness or promotion, which one will come first!"
Chapter completed!