Chapter 11 Puppet Doppelgnger, Vice President of the Demon Hunters Association
As one reaches the later stage of cultivation, the road becomes more difficult, and the road to the sixth level true god is almost full of tragedies.
"What are you feeling? Little man, you are still far from the point where you need to consider this issue."
Hearing Ren's sigh, the witch crossed her arms and mocked him.
Huh, a young brat who has just stepped into the realm of legend, and looks like he has a headache on how to advance to the sixth level. It's simply funny.
Hearing the witch's mocking words, Ren was not annoyed. He stroked her jade-white thighs with his palms and raised the corners of his mouth slightly as he said:
"These legs are nice. When I become a true god, I will accept you as my maid."
"Giggle..."
The witch seemed to be amused by these words. She covered her mouth and smiled, and said with trembling flowers, "You have become a true god? You are so young and energetic. It's not like your sister is laughing at you. Little guy, if you can reach the level of Ogros in this life, it will be good."
Already."
O'Gross is the name of the Star Sword Master.
The witch is just a clone, and her abilities are not as good as the main body, so she can't see through Ren's disguise at all, and can't imagine that he is already a sword master.
Although the Star Sword Master is stronger than Ren at this time, he is not much stronger.
'This woman can't even defeat Captain Oka, and she's still laughing at me.'
Ren smiled secretly in his heart, glanced at Josefina's 34D plump breasts, and shook his head repeatedly: "Big breasts but no brains, the ancients are honest and I can't bully them."
Witch:(╬▔Van▔)
Did this kid drift away after being promoted to the Holy Realm?
He didn't respect her at all, and she couldn't help but want to summon her real body to beat people.
Josefina grabbed his ears and mocked:
"Arrogant, let alone the sixth-level true god. If you can become a high-ranking saint, my sister will let you become a slave."
This is not entirely an angry talk, it is half truth and half false. A high-ranking saint is a fifth-level high, comparable to an ordinary dark monarch.
With this kind of strength, she can accept it even if she commits herself to it.
"That's what you said." Ren said with a smile on his face, like a fox that stole a chicken, "It's a deal."
If it really comes to your door, don't give it up. Once you become a fifth-level sword master, you don't need to worry too much about the people in the church.
The reason why the Star Sword Master died back then was, ultimately, because he was not strong enough.
If he were not at the peak of level 30, but at level 5 or 31, there would be no need to go to the Glory Temple and the church would naturally let him go if he paid a price.
The church is very powerful, but it won't offend an ultimate swordsman to death just because of a fifth-level nightmare witch. It's not worth it.
Just like the Sky Sword Master of the Nokman Empire, he also found opportunities to beat up Richard (former leader of the Knights Templar and Gonzalez's teacher) many times, which made Captain Richard lose face.
Frustrated, he retreated early and gave up his position to his disciple.
But Sky Sword Master still has nothing to do. He spends his days in the palace pruning flowers and grass, drinking tea and reading newspapers, and his life is very leisurely.
The church was unhappy and only verbally condemned it. Even the Pope said nothing.
Because the Sky Sword Master is the number one swordsman in the Saigon continent, standing at the top of the sword.
"snort."
Seeing that he looked convinced of her, the witch curled her lips and snorted disdainfully.
Arrogant, ignorant and fearless.
She believed that Ren was a top genius and had the potential and talent to become a king-level powerhouse. Otherwise, how could she just put down her body and play with him and allow him to take advantage of her?
But talent is talent, and strength is strength.
The Starry Sky Sword Master still has the potential to become the strongest, but he still burps halfway through.
In her opinion, it would be a blessing if Ren could reach the level of Starry Sky Sword Master.
Still wanting to be on par with the Blue Sword Master and the Sky Sword Master is just nonsense.
Ren returned to the topic and asked: "Is there a third way?"
"have."
The witch nodded, then immediately shook her head and said, "I heard that the Natural School has been studying the third way for hundreds of years, but no one has tried it yet, and the information has not been made public."
For untried methods, scholars will keep them highly confidential, making it difficult for outsiders to know the inside story.
The Natural School is somewhat similar to the Academy of Sciences, with the continent's top mages, warlocks, alchemists, mechanics and other technical staff gathered inside.
Not disclosing information is not because scholars are stingy.
If you spread something that has not been verified at all, it will only deceive people.
Not everyone is like Elder Tian Tian, whose integrity is fed to dogs, who can deceive everyone, and has a bad reputation.
Of course, if you are willing to serve as a guinea pig, scholars are generally happy to cooperate with you.
But the path to becoming a god is no small matter. The vast majority of people just want to be guinea pigs, but they are completely unqualified.
You are not as high as the fifth level, but you still want to become a god? Just go to sleep, you can have everything in your dreams.
In addition, the Blood Queen is not a guinea pig. There was an unlucky guy before her who was a guinea pig...
These secrets are not something that witches can know. After all, she is not in the first echelon of saints, and may not even be in the second echelon.
As for the third way, she only knew that it existed, but she didn’t know the details.
Ren was a little disappointed.
Snapped!
He patted the witch's buttocks, rolled his eyes and said:
"That's all? Come and go, there are only a few that are useful!"
"Not enough?" The witch gave him a hard look and said angrily, "Then what else do you want?"
She said a lot today.
Because I saw the other person's potential, I was always very polite, but this kid had a huge appetite and couldn't feed him enough.
"It's not worth a blood core."
Renn looked unhappy. Seeing that she was trying to talk back, he raised his fist as big as a sandbag and said, "If you dare to say it's worth it, believe it or not, I will smash your mountain to the ground with one punch?!"
Witch: "..."
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"Good, not worth it."
Josefina also knew that the information was not worth the price, but she was unhappy with his rude attitude and said with a straight face, "Tell me, what else do you want?"
She raised her hand and pointed at the items in the store.
In addition to the dazzling array of magic potions, there are also various materials and rare objects. Perhaps because she is a witch, the painting style is slightly eerie and strange.
On the wall, there are dozens of vigorously growing moon spirit vines.
In the earthen pots placed on both sides, there are Netherworld Grass with rust-like branches and leaves, Nine Soul Leaves with a strange head-shaped smoke lingering around, and Underworld Flower with purple petals and full of gorgeous death beauty...
Further inside, there are a bunch of glass containers, and the forbidden things inside are all kinds of strange.
Creatures with human faces and animal bodies and snake scales; tadpole-shaped monsters with green fluorescent lights all over their bodies; things that look like countless black hairs swimming; deformed and colorful monster fish with two heads...
These things also prove that witches are by no means good.
It's because of Ren's strength and potential that she seems a bit cute and cute, and it's not difficult to talk anyway.
If ordinary people dare to mess with her, the consequences will be dire.
"I want a blank doll, a high-end product, which must be able to withstand the power of the fourth level peak." Ren said.
This is something to prepare for going to the Secret Realm of Hundred Flowers. After all, he has already reached the fifth level and cannot go to the Secret Realm with his body.
"High-end puppet clone? This is not cheap."
Josefina seemed to have expected this. She reached out and threw the red agate-like blood core in her hand, and her lips curved in a seductive arc, "This alone is not enough at all."
Low-level dolls and puppets are just fine, not particularly expensive.
Low-level dolls are fake at first glance, cannot withstand much power, and are of little use.
But high-end goods are sky-high prices.
After all, every high-level puppet clone is almost equivalent to a second life. It can be used for exploration, disguise, assassination, and being placed in the open to attract firepower...it has too many uses.
Josefina, the famous Nightmare Witch and one of the leaders of the Twilight Witch Coven, only has one puppet clone that can reach the level of the Holy Realm.
Ren asked: "How much?"
The witch said calmly: "50,000 gold coins, no two prices."
Ren's eyes widened: "Why don't you go and grab it?!"
Although he knew that a blank doll that could withstand the fourth level of peak power must be expensive, the price was a bit beyond his psychological bottom line.
"expensive?"
The witch stood up from the wicker chair with a loud noise, put her hands on her hips, and said angrily, "This is just the cost of materials, not counting the manual cost of my refining!"
Renn: "..."
Seeing that he was a little suspicious, the witch became very angry, pointed at herself, and said loudly:
"Do you know how many resources I invested in refining this clone? Hundreds of thousands of gold coins! I almost ate dirt, flesh and blood cloning, activation, soul nourishment, body training, soul linking techniques...these techniques,
There are still needed materials, no money?"
She almost squirted so much that Ren's head was bloody.
Seeing that she was almost going crazy, Ren smiled and stopped provoking her.
He actually knows some alchemy and blacksmithing, and his level is not low. He is also proficient in various runic techniques. After all, he is a top Faker and a top magician in the moon world, and he is not a reckless man who only knows how to fight and kill.
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He can make second- and third-level puppets by himself, but he can't do anything with higher-level ones.
This is different from the Dark Master Slate obtained in the OP world. It is a heavyweight construct and golem, and it is difficult to move freely.
You can't let others help you carry five large stone slabs into the secret realm, right?
That's too stupid.
"Sister Witch, please give me a price of friendship." Renn changed his previous bad attitude and smiled kindly.
After all, I have to ask for help from others, so I can't be stubborn.
"Do you know how to beg me?"
The witch raised her chin high, as proud as a white swan, "It's really not cheap, at least 45,000 gold coins, and give me two pieces of this blood core, or a complete corpse of a vampire grand duke, that's enough."
Renn: "..."
There are really so many good things, and labor and management want to beg you?
It's not like witches are the only ones who can refine high-level puppets. Alchemists, dark wizards (usually male), and necromancers can all refine puppets or dolls. It's just that he doesn't know the top talents in this field, so it's a bit troublesome to contact them.
Ren said: "The appearance doesn't have to be particular, and it doesn't have to be flesh and blood. Anyway, I only need the clone to have combat functions, and the rest of the details are not important."
Breaking into the secret realm is not about disguise or assassination. You don't need other functions. It's OK if you can fight smoothly.
"If that's the case, it can be done with 30,000 gold coins, and there is no need to go through the troublesome refining steps of cloning flesh and blood, raising souls, forging bodies and chaining souls. I have a ready-made product right here, a kind of combat puppet."
Hearing his words, the witch's expression softened a little, her beautiful blue eyes stared at him, and asked, "Are you planning to enter the Secret Land of Hundred Flowers?"
"Um."
Renn nodded.
There is no need to hide this kind of thing.
The witch chuckled and said: "If you want to save money, you can seal yourself and go in again."
Ren rolled his eyes: "I don't want to die yet."
Most of the secret realms are essentially fragments of the world that fell into this planet from the abyss of the sky.
Therefore, the matter, energy, and rules in the secret realm may be very different from the outside world, and different secret realms can hold different powers.
The Hundred Flowers Secret Realm is not small in scale, but its internal spatial structure is very fragile.
Once someone uses the power of the legendary realm, it will cause a nearby small-scale space to collapse, and then the person will be involved in the space turbulence.
This is very dangerous. If a creature below the sixth level accidentally falls into space turbulence or a crack, it will be a dead end if it gets lost.
By analogy, the Secret Land of Hundred Flowers is like a tree, its branches are somewhat fragile.
Children can sit on the branches and the branches will not break.
If an adult sits on it, the branches will break and the person will fall miserably.
The Hundred Flowers Secret Realm does not allow fifth-level experts to enter, not because the secret realm will suppress the saint, but because it cannot withstand that kind of power.
The witch said that it would be unreliable to "self-seal" before entering.
Suppress yourself to the peak of the fourth level, and if you are killed by a sneak attack, wouldn't it be an unjust death?
For example, a mage at the beginning of the fifth level was killed by several assassins at the peak of the fourth level in a sneak attack because of his self-sealing. Wouldn't you feel aggrieved?
Ren wouldn't do such a stupid thing.
Besides, the only thing that can seal itself is the field. It just needs to be compressed within the body without expanding.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But the holy body and the immortal golden body are difficult to seal themselves.
Ren and Arturia are both double fifth-level, and their domains and bodies are both at the holy realm level.
If Ren punches hard, the space inside the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm will be unable to bear it, a small piece will collapse, and then he will be involved in the turbulence of space.
To seal yourself, you might as well use a puppet.
Therefore, Ren criticized the witch unceremoniously and said:
"Why don't you seal it in yourself? Don't you covet some of the precious materials inside?"
There are many special materials in the secret realm that are basically not found in the outside world.
The witch shrugged: "I still have two fourth-level clones, why do I need to go in with my true body?"
Listening to her wishes, she also planned to break into the secret realm and send a clone to enter.
Renn: "..."
He only learned later that in fact, every time the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm is opened, in addition to some peak fourth-level geniuses and strong men, there are also many fifth-level strong men who use small vests or clones to enter.
You may even meet the pope, the elder of the Natural School, or the president of the Demon Hunter Association, a clone created by a big boss.
This is no exaggeration.
Five hundred years ago, there was a mad warrior who killed the vest made by the Pope of Light with an axe. As a result...
Not long after he came out, he was found by people from the church. From then on, he gloriously became a guardian knight. He guarded the gate of the temple every day, washed toilets, and collected horse manure...
Renn complained: "The vest war has begun again."
The witch also pursed her lips and snickered: "I'm sure there are many big bosses who would squeeze the little vest into it."
In fact, don’t panic if you encounter a boss wearing a vest, they may not be better than you.
Many bosses are very casual when making clones, without injecting much soul power, and they may even be bad at it.
To create a clone, part of the soul power needs to be separated. Once the soul is damaged, it is very troublesome. Therefore, many people's clones are not that advanced at all, they are just puppets controlled remotely by runes.
Wear a hood, a mask, and don't tell your name. The pope's little vest can still go over and hack you to death, and the boss may not care about you.
They go to the secret realm and rarely fight with young people, but it is a rare opportunity to experience the different laws of the world.
Renn took out the bat wings of Mahat, the great male of the blood clan, put it on the table and said:
"That's enough, right? It's just a battle puppet."
"OK."
In fact, it was not even close. The witch hesitated for a moment and then nodded in agreement.
Just think of it as selling some favors.
She came to the side of the counter, activated the mechanism, and a black metal secret box popped out of the wall.
The witch placed the box on the counter and pressed her right palm on the skull mark on the surface of the box. The Force array pattern on it glowed red and opened automatically.
She found a scroll and threw it to him: "The battle puppet is sealed inside, and the instructions for use are also included.
I only want to say one thing, the combat effectiveness of the puppet depends on the quality of your force and soul power, combat consciousness, experience and skills."
Renn checked the scroll to make sure that the thing was there, but he still looked doubtful:
"Is your puppet of good quality?"
"What do you mean?"
Her professionalism and credibility were questioned, and the witch looked annoyed, "Isn't the mask I made for you easy to use? I'm not a liar!"
Renn touched his nose and smiled.
That's right, the prop he often uses - the Nightmare Mask, was made by Josefina, and even the name is related to her code name.
The quality of that prop is nothing to say, it’s very useful.
"Okay, my bad."
Seeing that she was really angry, Ren quickly apologized.
The witch put the things away, fiddled with her bangs with her bare hands, and lamented: "Sister, I'm usually good enough to you, but you don't even have basic trust in me, so my love for you is in vain."
Ren smiled and said nothing.
What kind of care is this from her?
She originally wanted to use him to attract the church's firepower, but he didn't fall for it.
A complete drama queen.
When it comes to taking care of him, Lucy is the one who really cares about him. Especially when compared with Josefina, she can even more appreciate how good her aunt is.
If Lucy hadn't healed his soul trauma in time and continued to provide shelter, he might not have been able to safely wait until the dungeon mission started.
Compared with the aunt who provides help in times of need, the witch's kindness is the icing on the cake.
Then, Ren asked about the plan to cultivate the dragon.
"Really a dragon?"
The witch Josephina stared at Nana beside her, her blue eyes gradually becoming more and more colorful.
The little female dragon was lying on a wicker chair bored, yawning all the time.
At the critical moment, Nana was actually very well-behaved. She knew that the boss was talking about something important, so she kept silent and didn't make any fuss.
"What are you looking at, old woman!"
Nana's green pupils shot out green light and she glared at the witch. A terrifying dragon power at the top of the food chain was released, accompanied by the aura of fire. It frightened the black abyss python outside and shivered, and quickly turned its belly.
Playing dead on the ground.
Python: Ah, I'm dead.
The witches were shocked by the sudden release of the dragon's power, but they did not become angry. Instead, their eyes were filled with surprise and curiosity.
In this era, it is rare to see purebred dragons.
The witch exclaimed: "He is actually a beast king?"
Nana is at the peak of level 22 and can be regarded as the Beast King, but she is not too powerful among the Beast King.
"Have you never seen the Beast King?" Seeing her reaction, Ren asked curiously.
"Of course, do you think Beast King is very common?"
Josefina rolled her eyes at him and explained, "Most mutated animals and plants do not know how to practice and can only absorb the force instinctively. Besides, except for giant dragons, there are very few alien beasts that can transform.
In other words, it is almost impossible for them to have a domain, control the rules, and have no training system. They will only blindly strengthen and temper the physical body, or be able to use the original runes of their innate instincts."
Therefore, there are really very few fifth-level beast kings on the Saigon continent. They can be described as rare.
Most of the alien beasts are at level 4 when they are exhausted. It is almost a fool's errand to think of using the primitive method of absorbing the force to build a holy body.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! It is precisely because of the lack of high-end combat power that some high-level beasts can only live in a corner even if they are not low in intelligence.
Humans and demons were fighting fiercely for hegemony over the continent, but the alien beasts could only hide and watch the battle, not daring to intervene.
Demons regard alien beasts as blood food, pets, and beasts. Humans are similar.
At the beginning, there were also some ambitious beast emperors and beast kings who tried to unite and compete with demons and humans for continental hegemony, but the result...
It's such a miserable death.
The Beast Kings were beaten and killed by the Sun King and some Dark Lords.
The demons swarmed forward, and the division of labor was clear. The vampires sucked blood, the demons ate souls, and the werewolves ate meat... In the end, not even the bones and dregs were left.
The same goes for humans. The sacred beasts are full of treasures and their bones have been used.
After this bloody lesson, few high-level alien beasts dare to appear in human territory, and they basically hide in the deep mountains and old forests.
Alien beasts cannot be cultivated, or in other words, they do not have an efficient cultivation system.
This is their most fatal weakness.
It’s not that the beast kings don’t want to come up with a training system, it’s just that they really can’t do it.
Regardless of whether you have enough brains, wolves, eagles, tigers, leopards...the body structure of each exotic animal is different, how can you still have a complete training system for one race?
Now the alien beasts have long since laid down and given up.
Even when they heard that the wild beast king appeared somewhere, the human adventurers and the demon hunting team were waiting for food, ready to wield the butcher's knife.
The meat of the sacred beast is delicious, highly tonic, and aphrodisiac... The price is 100 gold coins per pound.
Therefore, Renne is doomed to be disappointed this time, and the witch doesn't know much about how to cultivate a giant dragon. This is her knowledge blind spot.
But she did give some advice.
"The Farrowland royal family, the Clement family, are descendants of William the Great, the most powerful of that generation. William I was also called the 'Conqueror', which means - the man who conquered the dragon.
You go to the royal capital and find the king or someone from the royal family, the Clement family will definitely know how to cultivate dragons."
"That's it."
Ren suddenly understood, said goodbye to the witch, and left the black market.
It seems that it is still necessary to go to the royal capital. He really doesn't want to see Princess Sophie, but this time he probably wants to ask for her.
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space.
The battle has subsided, but the flames of holy power and wandering blood mist still remain in the air.
Gonzalez held the holy spear and stepped on half of the corpse of a vampire archduke. The holy power rolled around his body, like a god of war.
At the end of the battle, the radiance of the holy power on his body dissipated, and the "Storm Kaleidoscope" in the domain gradually converged, revealing the somewhat damaged silver knight leather armor, stained with blood.
There is the blood of his enemies, but also his own.
He stood with a gun in hand, his face serious, but there was some doubt and confusion in his eyes.
This battle was fought inexplicably.
He was leading the people away well, but suddenly a group of vampires rushed out.
The leading vampire prince had a ferocious look on his face, his eyes were eager to devour anyone, and he was shouting - [Gonzalez, give back my son's life! I will cut you into pieces today!]
"..."
It made him look confused.
At this time, the church's top genius, "Holy White Sword" Michelle, came over holding a blood-stained lapis lazuli sword and asked doubtfully:
"Captain, when did you kill the son of the vampire prince?"
He has been following the leader during this period, and he didn't realize that he had fought against the vampires before.
Gonzalez: “…”
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He also wanted to know this question.
Seeing the confused look on the leader's face, Michelle was a little confused and said: "Don't you know Mahat, the great Duke of the Blood Tribe?"
Captain Gang: "..."
I really don't know him.
The Grand Duke of the Vampire Race, Mahat... Who is he trying to get? He has no impression at all.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for him to have no memory of killing a Grand Duke-level demon, but he did not have any memory this time.
Seeing Michelle's confused look, Gonzalez scratched his head and said:
"I really don't remember. Not to mention the Grand Duke Mahat of the Blood Clan, this is the first time I've met Prince Hammond. I've only seen some records about him in historical materials before. He was a general under the Nightmare Lord.
"
Michelle: "..."
He believed that the leader would not lie about this kind of thing.
Then Prince Hammond looked like his dead son and rushed over to fuck them without saying a word. He was insane...
The church repelled the attack of that group of vampires and also paid the price.
Nearby, there are the corpses of three vampire archdukes, but there are also the corpses of a red archbishop and a fifth-level paladin.
"...The souls of all believers, thanks to the mercy of the goddess, rest in peace, amen!"
A total of six bishops, knights and monks stood in front of the two corpses that had been wrapped in holy shrouds, mourning their dead friends.
The aura of one of the hermit monks is particularly powerful and has reached the level of a mid-level saint, comparable to the Prince of Darkness.
He looks middle-aged, with a pair of shackles on his hands and a thin, old white robe. His eyes are full of insightful wisdom, full of compassion and tolerance.
He recited the eulogy, raised his hands and feet, and a solemn and deep sacred atmosphere filled the air.
The Church of the Goddess of Light is the first religion in Saigon mainland and is extremely powerful.
The Knights Templar are just a force they put on the surface.
In addition to the red archbishop, armed priests and paladins, there are also many powerful ascetics in the monastery.
And that’s not even counting the horrifying Inquisition.
However, this fifth-level ascetic was not the reason why the team led by Gonzalez could defeat the vampires.
In terms of number of people, there are 8 people from the vampire clan and 10 people from the church, both at the fifth level.
Hammond is a veteran blood prince who can stop Gonzalez.
Trina held the famous gun "Blood Elegy", which was stronger than the level 26 ascetic. The two people who died in the church were shot by her.
The people in the church didn't bring any guns this time. They fought three against one, but they couldn't contain her.
but……
"Thank you this time, Mr. Carragher." Gonzalez calmed down, walked to another team not far away, and thanked him sincerely.
This is a team of demon hunters. There are not many people, only four, but they are all fifth-level [titled demon hunters].
The leader is a man with long purple hair.
Wearing a black trench coat, he had six fingers on his right hand, a stern smile on his thin face, and an extremely sharp breath. He faintly surpassed Gonzalez and the ascetic monk, making him the strongest in the room.
"Magic Spear" Carragher, the vice president of the Demon Hunters Association.
If Ren were here, he would know that the vice president's strength is comparable to that of the Star Sword Master back then.
"You're welcome."
Carragher looked indifferent, looked at Gonzalez, and said, "You have more fighting spirit than your teacher, which is very good."
He is from the same era as Richard, and Gonzalez, who is less than 100 years old this year, is a junior to him.
Gonzalez smiled and said nothing.
This was a bit directed at his teacher, but the people from the Witcher Association had just helped the church, so he didn't bother to refute it.
Carragher did not show off his senior posture. After saying this, he stared into the distance and sighed leisurely:
"The power of 'Blood Elegy' is too strong, even among famous guns, it is at the top."
"It's very tricky."
Gonzalez was convinced and his face was a little gloomy.
People from the Demon Hunter Association passed by and came to help. Their strength has completely overwhelmed the vampires.
But Trena just relied on the power of "Blood Elegy" and led her people to break out. They tried their best to stop them, but only three vampire princes were left.
Carragher severely wounded Hammond, the blood prince, and almost left him alone, but he still almost killed him.
"There are more demons over there. Let's go there together and take care of each other. I believe scholars have already reached a conclusion about the reason why the sun disappeared." Carragher suggested.
Having just been attacked by a vampire, Gonzalez certainly wouldn't refuse this offer.
So, the people from the Church and the Demon Hunter Association joined forces and rushed to the best observation point where the scholars were.
