After Green left, Hellit's expression became sinister, and his place was twisted and changed, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a garden with birds singing and flowers.

In the middle of a cluster of flowers, a woman with graceful back sat on a big swing and was leisurely rippling.

"Oh? Has he left?" the woman didn't look back, but just asked lightly.

"Yes, he rejected our conditions." Hewlett said with disappointment.

But the woman said lightly: "I thought that this person could not easily charm his eyes with his interests. After all, he could earn tens of millions of pounds if he sold a skull dragon."

Hewlett's eyes contracted. Although he had long suspected that Green's identity was fake, he never found the other party's true origin. He knew the woman's tone.

"Who is he?" Hewlett asked, and the question was also asked about the head of the giant female hidden behind him.

"This question is not within the scope of our cooperation." The woman stood up and got off the swing, turned around and walked over, revealing her true face.

It turns out that she is a very beautiful woman. She looks no less than the top beauties like Saint Sivinaye and Sirabel. She is just cold and dark in her eyes, her eyes are covered with dark pupils, and she can't see the whites at all, and she looks very strange.

And a heart-pounding darkness emitting a scent of the woman.

This woman is the leader of the Blind Sisters - Ms. Akara!

As the carrier of the arrival of the Dark Night Goddess, Akara was backfired by divine power, but as a god's favor, this is nothing. After that, she gained more rewards from the Dark Night Goddess. Now her strength has gone further and has reached the limit of the natural disaster level.

"Of course, our Abyss Club is willing to pay a price of equality." Hellit said with a smile, and a smirk appeared on the white mask. Compared to paying some price, he was more curious about Green's identity.

"Oh? I have to think about the price of equality. After all, if I tell you this, some people may be unhappy." Ms. Akala smiled so hard.

Hellit's expression collapsed, and of course he knew that the "some people" Akara refers to were Grand Duke Mora, and he had heard of these two entangled relationships.

Once it is involved in a relationship between men and women, it will be very troublesome. Hewlett really doesn't want to get involved, but...

At this moment, a low female voice suddenly came to his mind: "Forget it, I will know the identity of that Takrama sooner or later, don't be led by this woman."

Hellit was stunned, and then realized that he was unknowingly guided by the woman in front of him, amplifying his desire to learn about Takrama's true identity!

Thinking of the clergy of the Dark Goddess, including the darkness and desires of the human heart, he couldn't help but be shocked. Looking at Akara and taking a step back, this woman could actually borrow the power of the Dark Goddess.

Suddenly, as a man, Hellitt, at least he was once a man, understood a little why the Mora Guild broke up with Akara at the beginning. It was too difficult to deal with such a woman.

Not only does she understand everything, she is also good at playing with people's hearts and guiding people's desires...

Meanwhile, the sight returned to Bakerland.

In a quiet night, in an ordinary house located on the outskirts of the city.

Under the dim light, two people were reflected, one of the men was Modi, and the one sitting on the sofa next to him was Aludika, a golden dragon girl who had grabbed the ball of faith.

In addition to them, there is also an open translucent screen in the room, which shows the image of Saint Sivinaye.

Modi was still wearing a suit with a faint smile on his face: "So we have something to do again!"

Aludikamo, who was standing beside him, looked at Saint Sivinaya on the screen lazy. She had always hated this woman, but she didn't expect that one day they could cooperate.

"Yes, this mission is a bit dangerous, but it's very important!" Saint Sivinaye said seriously: "The city of Bakerland has been so peaceful recently. This is not very good for our next plan, so..."

"So what? Did you kill the fifth chief referee of the Inquisition?" Aludika said lazily.

"If possible." Saint Sivinaye did not show any surprise expression. It was obvious that killing the fifth referee who is now in Bakerland was a very front-line option.

Originally, Aludika was just talking casually, but she didn't expect that Saint Sivinaya was not offline than she expected, and she felt a little more prepared for this woman.

Saint Sivinaya continued, "How to implement it in detail, you can find a way for yourself. I don't participate, I just want to achieve the result." As he said that, the light curtain was shattered and disappeared.

Aludika curled her lips and said, "Hmph! She's really a big tone. She treats us as casual subordinates."

Modi said with a good temper: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, as long as we achieve our goals, the specific process and someone's attitude are not important."

"Okay, it's up to you, but I won't do it just a dying job. I almost died when I went to grab that ball last time." Aludika said angrily, and subconsciously rubbed her left shoulder. She was made by the poisonous lord Swick last time. Now she still feels numbness and stinging pain from time to time. I don't know when it will be completely restored.

Modi smiled without saying a word. He just smiled at the complaints of the Golden Dragon Girl.

"Forget it, I'm going to go to bed. Make a plan and call me when to take action." Aludika got up and stretched her waist, revealing her slender and toned waist from under her clothes, and then twisted and walked out.

Until this time, Modi was the only one left in the room, and the faint smile on his face that was so beautiful that it was still hanging on the corner of his mouth.

About a few minutes later, an imperceptible black shadow came in from under the crack of the door: "Teacher!"

The black shadow came to Modi's side and had become a tall and handsome young man. His eyes were filled with fanatical worship.

"Kigang, is this time going well?" Modi finally curled his smile, and his whole body became very majestic, with awe-inspiring pressure.

The young man named Kigang bowed slightly: "Teacher, so far, everything has been going very well. You can attack Sithorne at any time, just wait for them to start a war against the Church of Holy Light."

"Very good!" Modi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a dangerous cold light flashed. Now he is no longer alone. After several years of operation, he spreads his revolutionary beliefs. A group of young people with lofty ambitions have gathered around him. He regards him as the light of the future, as the prophet of the future, as the great mentor, and will lead them to smash the old world and build a perfect world without disputes and oppression.

Jigang is one of the outstanding people among this group of people, and Modi is the most optimistic about, his disciples and revolutionary comrades...

In a secret valley where the Church of the Holy Light intersects with the Kingdom of Sithorne.

In the dense forest of the valley, there is no abnormality on the surface of a towering ancient tree, but it has been hollowed out, forming a wooden house of two square meters.

Inside the wooden house, a man with a gloomy temperament sat cross-legged, the second member of the Death Parliament - Night Witch!

In front of Ye Wu, there was a translucent light curtain, and there was a miniature town inside the light curtain.

At this time, the Night Witch looked down at the miniature scene below, quite like a god who was tall and above.

In a building in the miniature town, a villain less than two inches tall was tied to a wooden stand, and two villains of the same size were torturing the person on the wooden stand.

But the difference is that the villain tied to the wooden frame has clear facial features, while the two tortured people only had a bare face, with no eyes and nose, which looked very strange.

The night witch overlooked the miniature landscape, and the tortured person could not bear it anymore.

Unlike the real world, if a person is tortured, he may be beaten to death directly if he is tortured too much. In this miniature small world, Night Witch is the master of everything. As long as he disagrees with the person, he will not be beaten to death. Therefore, the torture he endured will be several times the normal. The pain is indescribable. Even a person with strong will be desperate in the face of this endless pain.

"I said! Stop hitting! Please, stop hitting..." The man cried weakly, dying, with dense wounds all over his body, including knife wounds, scalds, whip wounds, and blunt weapon wounds...

If it were the real world, it would have been absent from such a beating and abuse. Not to mention that it still survived, there was no body intact.

But this person is still alive and can't die even if he wants to!

Ye Wu looked down at the bottom, but he didn't speak for a long time, leaving the man tortured. The two faceless men who were tortured were indifferent. Before receiving the order, they worked diligently like worker bees, dazzled each torture instrument.

Until another half an hour later, the man was still dying. Not only did the pain nerves on his body not become numb because of the torture, but instead became more sensitive, making him feel more sour and refreshed.

At this time, Ye Wu finally spoke, his tone was dull and cold: "Stop!"

The two faceless men immediately stopped and stood side by side.

"Heihuo, tell me, why do you betray the Council? Betray me? What benefits did those charlatans of the Holy Light Church give you?" Ye Wu asked coldly.

At this time, in the miniature small world, the wounds tied to the wooden frame grew and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into faint scars, and even some small scars disappeared.

But Heihuo was not at all grateful, but instead showed a more fearful expression. He knew very well that if his answer could not satisfy Ye Wu, he would experience the nightmare torture just now.
Chapter completed!