“Gaga!”

On his face, which was as thin as a bone, his mouth opened slightly, making a sharp, harsh sound, thick, disgusting saliva splashed everywhere.

Qin Ran frowned and was about to take two steps back, avoiding the disgusting saliva.

Only a few dry palms broke through the ground and firmly grabbed his feet.

Not only did he fix him in place, he also pulled him down with force.

What is even more surprising is that at some point, the hard gravel ground turned into a quagmire.

The bright red and blood-red quagmire devoured the surrounding corpses like a swamp.

During several breaths, dozens of corpses were swallowed.

Similarly, Qin Ran's body and the part below his calf were also dragged into the mud.

But the change has not stopped.

Bubbles kept rolling in the mud with a stinky smell. Whenever a bubble exploded, a corpse was spit out by the swallowed corpse.

The corpse, completely soaked in the bright red liquid, came alive again.

They were like wild animals, making loud roars.

Then, he rushed towards Qin Ran like crazy.

In a moment, dozens of corpses submerged Qin Ran in the form of stacking pyramids, and the blood-colored quagmire swiftly rotated, like a big mouth, swallowing dozens of corpses, along with Qin Ran.

After swallowing everything, the blood began to recede, and the gravel ground was restored to its original state again, including those corpses.

A blood-colored pearl the size of a thumb emerged from the gathering blood, bringing up a stream of light, flew into the shadow beside it, and fell into the palm of an elderly man's hand.

"A arrogant guy, I won't kill you!"

"I want you to live worse than death!"

In the old voice, the other party turned around and was about to leave.

But as soon as he turned around, the elderly man in a priest's robe was stunned.

In front of him, Qin Ran's face was bathed indifferently in the moonlight, and his cloak danced with the night wind, and the crow feathers on it reflected a metal-like light.

"you?!"

The older priest subconsciously looked at the blood-colored pearl in his hand.

And this is also the last thing the other party did during his lifetime.

[Arrogant Word], flashing with a strange light, took the opponent's sword in half.

The blood-colored pearl flew high, with an orange light, and was held in Qin Ran.

【Name: Naraku's lure】

【Type: Debris】

【Quality: Rare】

【Attribute: Death Captivity: 1/2】

【Demand: Spirit a+】

【Whether this copy can be brought out: Yes】

【Note: This is a high-end prop made by the Temple of Sin】

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[Death Captivity: Sacrifice at least 10 complete and tenacious souls to create a illusion that affects reality (the more souls will make the trap stronger). The selected target needs to at least make the s-level mental judgment (up to no more than ss+). The judgment will not be affected. If the judgment fails, the soul will be imprisoned and the body will die quickly.]

...

"Filled with props with the characteristics of the Temple of Sin."

"You said, right?"

Qin Ran's index finger and thumb pinched the blood-colored pearl, and sighed softly.

And there were waves of wriggling in the shadow not far away, and a figure slowly stood up and walked out of the shadow.

This is a middle-aged man wearing leather armor, longbows, short knife hanging around his waist, brown hair, extremely dense beard, only revealing his nose and eyes.

A hunting dog was followed by the other party.

This hunting dog is black all over and has a large body. When it is on the ground, its neck is also big for adult males. It has a wide head and forehead, a protruding mouth and sharp teeth, showing extraordinary biting and spirituality.

However, based on these alone, the other party is just an excellent hunting dog, which will not attract Qin Ran's attention.

What Qin Ran really cares about was the shadow at the feet of this hunting dog, which seemed to be smoke, gathering and dispersing constantly.

Moreover, when the other party was hiding in the shadow just now, he also used the ability of this hunting dog.

"Magic creature?"

"Are you an alchemy creature transformed by divine art?"

Qin Ran guessed.

As for the other party’s identity?

It's really too obvious.

In the city of Navia, the hunter dresses with certain strength and an extraordinary hunting dog, so he can only be the Temple of the Hunter.

Hunter, a god believed by countless hunters.

But this does not mean that Qin Ran will accept the behavior of the other party suddenly appearing here and hiding aside.

"My Excellency Ryan, I have no malice!"

"I am Horas of the Temple of Hunters, coming with kindness!"

Horace keenly felt the changes in Qin Ran's breath and said repeatedly.

The hunting dog beside Horas first grinned at Qin Ran, and then, when it came into contact with Qin Ran's gaze, it hid behind its master with its tail squashed.

Obviously, the dog was frightened by Qin Ran's eyes.

In fact, it is not just a hound, but even the owner of the hound.

After witnessing the corpse of the Knights of Sin all over the place and facing the traps set up by the Temple of Sin, Horace knew very well what attitude he should have.

For this reason, Horace couldn't help but curse his disciple Pude.

If it weren't for this bastard guy, how could he get into the dilemma of being asked in front of him?

"Come with kindness?"

"Is it yours?"

"Or the Temple of Hunter?"

Qin Ran looked at the other party with fun and asked leisurely.

Subconsciously, Horace was about to say that it was him, but after touching Qin Ran's gaze, he immediately changed his words when he said something.

"I came with the Temple of Hunter."

“‘Partner’ is about to begin, and we hope that you will come to this hunter celebration by Mr. Ryan.”

Horace's face was serious and he could not see any change of words halfway through.

"Um."

“I will attend on behalf of the Thorn Temple.”

Qin Ran nodded and said.

Then, he looked at somewhere without a trace, and was slightly surprised in his heart.

In his perception, a breath was approaching quickly.

After killing the previous priest, Qin Ran originally thought that the other party would not appear.

Anomalous manifestation!

Immediately, Qin Ran was alert.

The breath was getting closer and closer. Such an aura should not have been hidden from Horas and his other party's pet companions, but under Qin Ran's words, Horas was completely disturbed by his thoughts.

The other party's pet companion has not come back to his senses under the previous gaze of Qin Ran.

So, Horace is destined to be unlucky.

However, at this time, Horace still thought and hesitated.

Inviting Qin Ran personally and Qin Ran, who represents the identity of the Temple of Thorns, are two concepts for the Temple of Hunter.

The former still has room for revolving.

But the latter completely stood on the opposite side of the Temple of Wealth and Thorns.

This is not a good thing for the hunter temple that has always remained neutral.
To be continued...