Thinking of the woman with long silver hair, Mittor's spirit trembled unconsciously.

This woman clearly only looked like a Sequence 4, and her strength was at most slightly stronger than his, but why did she make him feel even more horrified than the woman from the Blasphemy Club?

The latter was a real angel, but the feeling that woman gave her was even more terrifying than that of an angel.

Moreover, the other party seemed to be very familiar with the ability of this path of his, and was ready to cut off the connection between him and the puppet from the very beginning.

If he hadn't used his trump card at a critical moment, he might have really failed this time.

Thinking of that trump card, Mittor took out a cracked talisman from his body.

This is a high-level spell from the Nightmare Path - Chapter of Fantasy.

Whatever he thinks of will become reality.

All he was thinking about was escaping, so he successfully escaped.

His first thought was to kill the two people who attacked him, but just as he had this thought, the spiritual warning in his body made a crazy explosion.

This warning was more intense than any previous one, as if he would die immediately if he really dared to put this idea into practice.

In the end, Mittor chose to follow his spiritual guidance and changed his mind from fighting back to escaping.

This time his spiritual warning did not give him any more warnings, and he managed to escape.

Looking at the cracked high-level talisman in his hand, Mittor sighed.

This trump card that he had obtained at great cost was now completely useless.

Originally this spell could be used three times, but the first two times were used at the hands of that terrifying woman in the Blasphemy Club.

After all, escaping from an angel requires paying a price.

This time, thanks to his caution, he kept his puppet ten kilometers away from himself, and with the help of this high-level talisman, he was able to escape successfully.

No matter which of these two points he lacks, he will probably fail this time.

I must be more careful in the future, Mittor thought secretly.

Then, he reviewed the situation at the same place for a while. Only when it was completely dark and the power of night enveloped the world did he leave the island and continue to rush towards the ruins of the Mermaid King's Court.

He had to give himself something that could be used as a trump card, otherwise he would always feel uneasy.

The next morning, Mittor, who was still on his way, met a passenger ship passing by.

He easily stole the identity of a wealthy businessman on the ship and lived there legitimately.

As for the rich businessman, he was made into a puppet and thrown into the sea below, hanging in the sea about ten kilometers away from the ship.

It was night time, and Mittor was leaning on the luxurious bed, drinking the blood-red wine in the glass.

Just at this moment, his door was pushed open from the outside, and a mature and charming beautiful woman with chestnut curly hair walked in.

The beautiful woman looked at Mitol, who was leaning against the bed and drinking, and smiled and said:

"My dear, I feel that your temperament today is more fascinating to me than before."

As she spoke, the beautiful woman also climbed onto the bed, supported her head with one hand, and looked at Mitor with curved eyebrows.

Mitol smiled dotingly at the beautiful woman who was leaning against him, with a plump figure and a mature temperament all over her body, and then continued to drink the wine in sips.

This woman was the original wife of the rich businessman. Since Mittor stole the rich businessman's fate, she obviously mistook Mittor for her dead husband.

Seeing Mittor smiling at her, the beautiful woman also smiled, and then began to share the interesting things she saw on the boat during the day.

When talking about happy things, a person beside him laughed so hard that he shook with laughter.

Mitol did not interrupt. He held the wine glass and drank leisurely. Occasionally, he pretended to listen, indicating that he was listening carefully. When he heard the woman next to him laughing, a smile would appear at the corner of his mouth.

As an actor, he knows when to act and when to act.

The beautiful woman smiled brightly as she looked at her husband who was listening carefully to her sharing of little things.

They have been married for many years and their relationship has always been harmonious.

Her husband is not like other wealthy businessmen who play around with women. Her husband only likes her, and she only likes her husband.

This poor woman has not yet realized that the person sleeping next to her has become someone else.

Still chattering about what he thought were interesting things.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, followed by a clear and pleasant girl's voice.

“Mom and Dad!”

Hearing this call, the smile on the woman's face became even wider: "Our little princess is here."

Having said that, she stood up and walked towards the door.

Soon, the beautiful woman walked into the room with a young girl.

The girl looked at Mittor who was sitting at the head of the bed, raised the drawing board in her hand happily, and shouted to Mittor:

"Dad! Dad! Look, this is the picture I just drew!"

Mitol looked over at the bright-eyed, white-toothed, and smiling girl in front of him, and a gentle smile appeared on his face:

"Really? Bring it here and show it to daddy."

"I want to see what my dear little princess has drawn."

The girl's smile grew brighter. She climbed onto the bed, leaned against her father, and held the painting in her hand in front of Mittor:

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