A sword swept across, and the air solidified.

Everyone stared at the scene in two in a daze.

Even the old witch hunter, Sivarka is no exception.

powerful!

More powerful than all the priests of the Dark Hall he had ever seen!

This is Sivarka's most direct impression.

But the old witch hunter is different.

He saw more.

Close to a demigod?

The old witch hunter whispered in a low voice, but his expression quickly returned to normal.

Because, he had seen a strong man close to a demigod.

And, there are more than one.

His teachers and former digital partners were able to reach this level, and even he, if he ignored it, could reach a similar level.

but……

The Snake Sect is stronger than you imagined!

The old witch hunter looked at Qin Ran's young face and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although age is not absolute among witch hunters, the stronger the young man, apart from his talent, the more he shows the strength of his other teacher and family.

And this is good news for the current old witch hunter.

The witch hunter needs more power at this moment!

Whether such power comes from the Wolf Sect or... the Snake Sect.

The old witch hunter looked at him with a hint of gentleness.

Qin Ran keenly noticed such a change, but did not show any more. He just nodded slightly and walked to one side.

Most of the monsters in the shantytown were killed by him with one sword.

Those restless evils disappeared even more.

However, in the corner, there are still many missing monsters.

He needs to clean it up.

This is in line with his current identity as a witch hunter in the Snake Sect.

As for the changes in the old witch hunter?

It was expected.

Just follow the steps.

The old witch hunter looked at Qin Ran who was starting to clean up and immediately joined in. At the same time, he kept observing Qin Ran. When he saw the neat and neat techniques and the way of handling the initiative, he nodded secretly again.

"I have accepted the complete witch hunting skills, otherwise I would not be so familiar with the monsters' habits."

"Being able to handle it calmly and simply, it is obvious that the tests of 'green grass' and 'summer branches' have also passed with extremely excellent results."

"Good young man."

The old witch hunter commented like this.

However, Sivarka did not pay attention to the two of them anymore. He walked into the crowd and looked at Ellie who was huddling behind his sister. After seeing Sivarka, the little girl with a quiet face finally had a hint of color.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

The little girl asked.

"Um."

"I've been doing some things and didn't go directly to the lame hotel."

Sivarka nodded and explained.

"That's good, that's good."

The little girl murmured like this.

The tears in the eyes could no longer be suppressed.

She thought of her mother.

She thought of other people who would never appear again.

Perhaps, she is very young.

She didn't know much, but this lost emotion became more pure and there was no weighing the pros and cons.

However, she didn't cry.

Because, she still remembered that when her father died, she cried loudly, her mother beat her hard and told her not to cry out loud. Now her mother is gone.

But she remembered it.

One hand raised and wiped the little girl's tears.

Ellie looked at her sister.

"There are many people now, so you can't cry."

"When there is no one, we will cry."

"I'll be with you."

Erin lowered her voice and said.

The response from the god just now made Erin feel a miracle.

Can……

Such a miracle did not make Erin feel good about herself. She still felt uncomfortable, sad, and missed her mother and those familiar.

Of course, she would not resent such a miracle.

She was very grateful for such a miracle.

Because, she survived by such a miracle.

So, she thought she needed to repay her kindness.

Even though the god didn't need to repay her, she still thought that it was what she should do.

Her mother also said that you must repay the kindness.

"Hello, are you the messenger under the 'Mist' crown?"

Erin asked Sivarka.

“'Mist'?"

“I have heard of His reputation.”

"But I'm not."

Sivarka shook his head honestly. Although he wanted to admit it very much, as a deacon in the dark hall, he knew very well what the consequences would be if he pretended to be an envoy of a god, especially when the god was still in full swing.

Despite the career of the Deacon of the Dark Hall, Sivarka has nothing to miss.

However, he learned some knowledge that ordinary people do not know.

And immediately, Sivarka became glad.

"May I ask, are you looking for me?"

A sound came from behind the crowd.

The evil spirit above walked out in the form of "Simon". It had a warm smile on its face and gentle eyes. Anyone who looked at it would be like a spring breeze.

Anyone who sees this ‘Simon’ will subconsciously relax.

A textbook-like missionary!

Sivarka even commented like this.

In the dark hall, Sivarka has seen missionaries.

But none of them can compare with the one in front of you.

Both appearance and temperament are too different.

When the other party walked in front of him, Sivarka couldn't help but bow and salute.

This is a completely subconscious behavior developed in the dark hall.

When he came to his senses, the evil spirit above raised his hand and placed it on his head.

“Thank you for everything you have done for the church.”
To be continued...