boom!

With the shout of "King of Killers", a bomb seemed to be thrown into the crowd, and the whole cocktail party exploded. The crowd, who was still dull at the last moment, began to flee in panic, looking for a hiding place.

But some people were not panic.

The young ladies, including Lilith.

At this time, light appeared in the ladies' eyes.

They looked at the window one by one.

The bold one ran straight out, wanting to pursue the figure.

Lilith is one of them.

But when they came outside the house, they only saw shadows intertwined by moonlight and darkness, and there was no figure at all.

No one I want to see.

But after a moment of disappointment, these ladies became more and more anxious.

"The wind blows through your sideburns, and that's his hand passing through your neck."

"The shadow follows you, and that's his footsteps following you."

"He is the 'King of Killers' who is like the wind and the shadow."

A noble daughter couldn't help but whisper.

"As like a wind or a shadow?"

Lilith couldn't help but feel stunned when she heard this chanting.

Then, she turned around and looked at Pud and Reifwizer who were still stunned.

The two people who were splattered with blood from Bokode were still trembling slightly at this moment.

Two young men who have always praised themselves as bravery couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts after witnessing the death of Bokod.

Bokode, an opponent who was almost the same as them, died silently in front of him, undoubtedly had a huge impact on the two young people.

They were frightened.

They were scared.

Moreover, in panic, they did not hide such a look.

Looking at the pale faces of the two, Lilith's eyes showed disappointment.

The priests of the Temple of Love did not say hello to the two of them, but took steps and boarded their own carriage. With the sound of the coachman's whip, the carriage quickly disappeared into the darkness.

At any time, comparison is always terrible.

No matter how perfect the items, things and people are, they will become unbearable once they are compared.

Especially in preconceived situations.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

The ladies were excited by the vague figure.

And those who had been arrogant began to tremble, fearing that they would become the second Bocod.

Bocod's death was like pouring a scoop of cold water into a hot oil pan.

Everyone knows that the anger of the Temple of Sin is inevitable.

Countless people are looking forward to what to do in the Temple of Sin.

Of course, there is no lack of malice in this expectation.

You should know that as one of the four major temples under the Thunder Temple, the Temple of Sin has always been the most unpopular one.

However, these have nothing to do with Qin Ran for the time being.

Qin Ran, who had already returned to the secret base, walked towards the secret room beside him, carrying his treated head.

In the secret room, more than ten "green stone" killers who were controlled by him stood quietly on the edge of the magic circle.

This magic array is completely covered with the ground, and is a basic magic array with square patterns in a circle, and the inside is neatly divided into nine grids.

There are different things in each grid.

Heart, liver and kidneys in jars.

Naked and exposed, placed in it, with a broken thumb and little finger.

Also, the flesh and blood pelvis was completely peeled off.

Only the middle position is empty.

Qin Ran raised his hand and put Bokod's head in, then retreated outside the magic circle, signaling more than ten "green stone" killers, as well as Myerzer, Pilk, Maiser and others to enter the four-corner gap in the outer circle of the magic circle, which was surrounded by squares.

Then, a low spell began to ring.

The magic circle began to shine.

The flames began to appear on the items in the grid, and as these casting materials burned, the breath of the people standing there increased slightly.

It was faint, but enough to satisfy Qin Ran.

Because, this means that he has successfully cast a spell.

Of course, increasing strength is not the focus.

The point is: keep the secret.

Among the secret techniques given by Tic, there is a way to confuse faith and prevent snooping.

Similar to the weakened version of [Thorns' Fraud].

There is another soul-protection.

Anyone who wants to spy on the souls of his men will have something interesting to happen to anyone who encounters the priest of the Temple of Sin. Qin Ran knew that he had to do this, otherwise his secret might be leaked at any time.

And this is definitely something he doesn't want to see.

Of course, killing these people can also keep secrets to a certain extent.

But it is not 100% safe.

Although people often say that only dead people can keep secrets.

But that's under normal circumstances.

The copy world in front of you is not applicable.

Because there are gods here.

Here, there will be souls after death, and believing in certain gods will even enter the kingdom of God directly after death.

Even the gods can track down the dead.

The one in the Temple of Sin is known for this.

More importantly, he is now the leader of the "Green Stone" and must have a group of subordinates to meet his identity.

Qin Ran stood outside the magic circle, watching as the casting materials were fully burned, then waved to his fully trustworthy subordinates in front of him.

"Divide into three teams, Myerzer, Pilk, and Messer, you will lead a team each and take turns to watch."

Qin Ran ordered.

"Yes, sir."

After the three of them bowed, they started to act quickly.

Although the secret stronghold is sufficiently concealed, there must be vigilance that should be.

After everything was arranged, Qin Ran returned to his room.

This was originally Rep's room.

The original layout was quite vulgar, mostly piled up with disorderly gold, gems, etc., but after Mimosa took over, it became different immediately.

Qin Ran couldn't say what the specific difference was.

He is not good at appreciating this aspect, but this does not prevent his appreciation of mimosa.

Especially, after seeing the golden barbecue on the table.

"I promised you that I used to make wine with honey and the juice I made myself. I originally wanted to make wine, but I didn't have enough time."

Mimosa wearing a black and white apron and sleeves said like this.

"It's good enough!"

"And, I don't drink."

Qin Ran reached out and teared off a barbecue as thick as a finger and stuffed it into his mouth.

The crisp and sweet smell made Qin Ran squint his eyes comfortably.

The honey barbecue in front of me should have chosen the hind legs of the pork. When marinating it with sauce after picking the bones, it was beaten more than once to make the meat more elastic. When it encountered charcoal fire, this elasticity would become more crispy. With the continuous brushing of honey, the sweetness will not only make it taste slightly tasty, but also drive away the fishy smell.
To be continued...