Fortunately, Evasben was always nervous, so when he noticed the crisis, he suddenly threw a card.

“—Don Quixote!”

He shouted without hesitation.

The brilliant and brilliant pure white knight condensed from Aivas.

But Evas didn't expect that Lily's movements would be one step ahead of others-

She jumped out of the shadow in an instant and fell silently to the ground.

Lily looked down at the boy about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a straw hat and holding a pottery jar, with anger burning in her eyes.

The young man, like other passers-by, kowtowing. But at that moment, he suddenly raised the pottery water jug ​​next to him, trying to break it - the sense of crisis that Aivas felt came from here.

Obviously, Lily, as an adapter, sensed the crisis of life and death one step earlier.

Lily appeared quietly and grabbed the pot full of water!

The boy was shocked and looked up at Lily in shock.

He was obviously just a mortal, and he didn't even know how strong Lily was.

However, it is precisely because he is a mortal without the power of the Tao that people have not discovered it.

But the boy quickly reacted - he was discovered!

So he gritted his teeth and wanted to smash the pot with one punch!

"Bind his hands and feet."

"Disturbate his mind."

"Break the mouthpiece."

"Break the eyes and ears."

But at this moment, the four snake priests immediately lifted the human head lantern on their waists and issued a curse at the same time.

Inside the lantern was a finger and toe, a heart and liver, a tongue, an ear and an eye.

All of these ingredients are fresh enough to drip blood.

In just a moment, these undead curses piled up on the young man in an instant.

——Broken hands, broken feet, mental retardation, crazy, silence, blindness, tinnitus...

In an instant, he was abolished of all his ability to act in a shrill scream, and he lost his ability to commit suicide or attack Lily.

"stop."

Adil ordered softly.

As his words fell, everyone stopped kowtowing and praise.

Even a trace of noise was not released, completing the homophonic tune like a horror movie.

Everyone kept their hands on the ground, and raised their heads to look at Aivas.

"My Lord is above!"

Don Quixote, who appeared beside Avas, looked angry and did not care about the gaze and opinions of others. He just held the sword in his hand and shouted loudly with justice: "What a cruel rule!"

Aivas just glanced at Adil and followed Don Quixote's words and said: "We are not all the people, Adil.

"Answer your previous question - I am Evas, the new good Lord of Hope Evas, Dawn City."

When he heard the name before, Adil had no reaction. But when he heard the city of Dawn, he opened his eyes wide and became more friendly inexplicably.

"It's okay, Aivas."

Adil smiled, his temperament as deep and gentle as a Greek philosopher: "You have your way, and I have mine too.

"The so-called 'appropriate road', 'correct road', 'only road', all things do not exist. Even if we are not fellow passers-by, we are disciples of the same shepherd, at least we are not strangers."

The pastor...

Avas frowned slightly and looked at Adil.

"I think," he said calmly, "the pastor does not want his power to be used on mortals."

"How do you know he doesn't want to?"

Adil asked back, "He was killed by those fools and tyrants back then, and even that one was deprived of by the King of Rest."

These... fools?

Avas was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized what Adil said.

“…The shepherd, is the resting man?”

He always thought the pastor was a Heraser, because Lancelot seemed to have seen the pastor.

"The pastor is one-third of the victims of 'white punishment'."

Adil said sarcastically: "Even the name is impossible to know."

It was only then that Evas read a trace of real emotional fluctuations from him—a kind of contempt and resentment, just like a fanatical fan who felt unfair for the treatment of his idol.

——Bai Zheng.

That was the knowledge described in the book Avalon read when he was in school, and it was the highest punishment in the ancient country of Rest.

Only the King of Rest can authorize this supreme punishment.

For the resting man, it is a cruel punishment that is more cruel than imprisonment and torture of the soul - completely erasing the traces of this person's existence.

Any record on any book will be rewritten, his name will be erased, rewritten, and no single book will be left. Everything he does...for better or worse, will be named by other people. All his descendants and students will be killed, and the inheritance of blood and thoughts will be cut off. All those who know him, as well as his relatives, friends, brothers and sisters, and even wives, will be erased from memory, the existence of this person will be erased, or brainwashed and replaced by another person.

In the end, no one will remember this person.

And through the role of the ritual...even the soul who entered the dream world's source river will forget its name.

"Come to my palace, my brother, the good Lord who pursues the principle of the ring... I will show you the only evidence of the existence of the shepherd. You should and have the right to know everything about the shepherd. This is why I created heaven."

Adil warmly invited, and glanced at Lily holding the jug: "Seal that thing by the way - you can also help."

"What is that?"

Aivas looked back at the jug.

For some reason, it doesn't have that kind of fatal sense of danger at this moment.

"That's an amber egg, a very dangerous thing. It must be kept in the sea water to paralyze it, otherwise it will wake up."

Adil replied casually: "I actually came here with its traces. My prophet told me it was here. I lost it some time ago. Someone should have wanted to use it to assassinate me."

He was underestimated by the assassination and did not even ask Avas to return the things to him first.

But Aivas noticed another detail.

“…Amber egg??”

"Yes, it's the egg of the pillar god amber. You understand its value, right?"

Adil nodded, proud of his collection: "Of course, it's just a stillbirth - a cardinal wanted to buy it from me decades ago, and I didn't sell it to her at a priceless price."

Cardinal...

Evas remembered that there were only three cardinals in the Monument Repair Society - Matilda, Galataya and Aquinas. Those who can be called her are either Matilda or Galataya. Judging from time, it is probably Matilda.

"Have she left like this?"

Aivas felt a little unreal.

That is something related to the Pillar God. Shouldn’t the Church nation get it at all costs?

He couldn't help but look back at the small water jug, and suddenly felt that it was filled with an indescribable attraction. But another great, unreasonable fear made him afraid to look at the contents in the water jug... and even dare not approach it.

"They could not have accommodated this Pillar God's stillbirth. They were originally the old clan cursed by the dusk. It was so bold that they dared to make such a request."

Adil sarcastically said slowly: "The cardinal just wanted to use it to prove that amber is not a god who will not be born... Hum, what's the point?
Chapter completed!