"Devil...Devil..." Mike Alik's pupils instantly shrank to a point.

He is so far.

I haven't slept for nearly three days.

Every time I close my eyes, what I see is a terrifying nightmare, that disgusting figure, a strange figure that is both charming and disgusting.

People need sleep.

Although the human brain does not feel pain, if you stay up late for a long time...

will become very fragile.

If it is difficult to accept and the horrible nightmare of losing your mind is always with you, your brain will become confused.

Even if the source of the nightmare didn't actively want to harm him, its mere existence was enough to destroy it.

In that dream, the pollution closely connected to Michael Allick's soul completely destroyed this man's will.

"Devil...hahahaha...devil..."

He's crazy.

Ken looked at the cell next to him in confusion.

Oh, no wonder I couldn't enter this person's dream. This person was imprisoned in a blessed cell.

Unfortunately, pollution in dreams is difficult to remove.

Items that are not blessed by real priests, but are blessed by priests, cannot be completely cleaned.

Mike, who was completely crazy, heard a shattering sound and a chain was inserted in front of his eyes.

Then, an impression lit up.

The infamous Heyman dump truck!

The two heads were shattered instantly.

Mike, and the guards who were imprisoned here with him, ended here.

Ken won't let the witnesses continue.

They know too much.

"Are you...are you?" Andy turned around slowly.

His current body is so heavy that he suddenly cannot adapt to his real body.

He looked at the man whose whole body was covered in disgusting pollutants.

"Let's go, I said I would take you out." Ken said and walked directly to the exit.

The goblin in front of him told Ken roughly his experience, and Ken understood what he said.

"Those nobles plan to completely destroy Restoration City... I have to go out to save my grandmother, and I know where those machines are." Andy quickly followed Ken, and he said nonchalantly: "We'd better do it secretly

…”

"It's impossible to leave secretly." Ken said softly.

"Ah?" Andy was a little confused.

The basement door was burst open.

The noisy alarm bells from the outside world also reached the goblin's ears. Andy's pupils shrank, and he grabbed Ken's palm reflexively and said loudly:

"Holy shit... what level of sound insulation is this... Why don't you go first? I know your... strength. You don't have to be brave. There are at least three noble guards here, as well as Alik.

The baron’s savings…even the maid’s strength starts at the silver level…”

Ken looked at the person rushing down seriously and said, "No problem."

According to Andy.

The layout of those nobles is not completed!

Ken knew that the Paladin was keeping an eye on Alik's mansion, and as long as he could create enough chaos, there would be no problem.

Andy is a good person, and he doesn't want such a person to die so simply.

"Even if they rely on hormones and piles of money, they can pile up a large number of gold-level warriors..." Andy followed Ken nervously. He was very scared, and he was also very afraid of the man in front of him - Ken Ser.

Weiss died saving him.

He couldn't understand what those soldiers were saying, why they were so strong...

In his memory, when a warlock reaches the third level, he can barely match a gold-level warrior. When he reaches the fourth level, he can match a gold-level warrior who is close to the epic level.

Moreover, warlocks need to prepare many things for their battles, including venues and corresponding seals...

He knew that after investigation, Ken knew that he was a fledgling three-ring warlock.

"Do you know why the temple is the strongest spear and the most solid shield of order?"

Ken asked softly.

Andy scratched his head, he didn't understand this.

Several escorts wearing heavy armor and holding firearms had arrived downstairs. They stared blankly at the bone spurs not far away.

The impaled figure and the vicious dog lying on the ground.

And an umbrella-holding monster wearing formal clothes whose figure cannot be seen clearly.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Gunfire rang out.

Ken's body was penetrated and several large holes appeared.

But he still stood, and the blood holes healed automatically one after another.

"Because only the temple is immune to contamination."

The endlessly proliferating flesh and blood has already taken over the room.

That is Ken's flesh and blood, and it is also the associated material for activating the blasphemy spell.

The bone spurs penetrated and inserted into the gaps in the heavy armor, and the pollution that distorted reality was suddenly released.

If Ken wants to take people into a dream, it will take a long time to sing.

Therefore, he chose the fastest way.

Just punch through here. As he said, he is very strong in cultist mode.

The speed of flesh and blood proliferation suddenly increased and spread out from the basement.

Countless eyes popped out from the flesh and blood carpet, and Ken's eyes were reflected in one vision after another.

Then, the pollution began to fill in and spread.

Not everyone will sit back and wait for death, the pollution is horrific, but it is equipped with holy water, blessed weapons and bullets.

But they didn't have the chance to use it.

Soul shocked.

Soul interference.

This is pain that goes straight to the soul.

Even ignoring the soul's own wishes.

No matter how tough a guy is, he can't resist the painful cry from his soul.

Then, flesh and distortion descended.

Andy looked at the hellish scene in front of him.

It was like arriving in another world, everywhere was covered with flesh and blood, and countless blood vessels and skin spread everywhere visible to the naked eye.

The spreading limbs and eyeballs stared at everyone present.

There are stumps everywhere, people who have been penetrated, people with only their clothes...

Who is the villain...

It was simply an inhuman massacre.

He didn't know that the Ken in front of him was indeed very strong in this situation.

An existence whose status is infinitely close to that of the Evil God Priest, and whose strength is similar to that of the Evil God Priest.

Moreover, he is also proficient in the soul arts lost in history and feared by people, the terrifying taboo of manipulating the soul.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the Restoration City, which does not allow epic-level beings to live for a long time, treating these people is a complete dimensionality reduction attack!

You must know that the priest of the evil god is the embodiment of blasphemy, a terrifying existence that exercises the power of the evil god.

Ken is not sure what level of existence he can arm-wrestle with, but...except for the priests of the temple, he can touch anyone below the epic level.
To be continued...