Chapter 691 Okay, I Believe in Dianhuo

Dorian, the demon messenger and Eliphis's former collaborator, is now wandering aimlessly.

After he came into contact with the epilepsy fire, his mental state has been far from normal, and no one knows what he will do next.

Although he luckily escaped after being surrounded, he was seriously injured and it took a long time for him to recover. As a result, his situation was very miserable and sometimes he couldn't even defeat the wild beasts in the suburbs.

And ever since then, a feeling has been bothering him - he often feels that he is being monitored, but when he looks around, he can't find anything. This feeling follows him like a shadow and is driving him crazy.

Dorian then took this feeling of being watched as a madman watching him, and his mental state became even more worrying.

He had heard before that an adventurer in Blackrock City had staged a crazy live broadcast in front of the entire city, destroying the entire city in an instant.

"Anyone who can accomplish such a great feat must worship Dian Huo just like me!"

After saying this, he quietly sneaked into Blackrock City. However, he couldn't find the adventurer who had caused the trouble, so he had to run into the Senn dungeon himself.

After some twists and turns, he successfully ran to the sick village and saw the epileptic patients. They looked at each other happily countless times. They would go crazy every time, but they would look at each other again after recovering.

For him, this crazy feeling is like a deep communication with the devil. It is an addictive behavior. He can go crazy here for the rest of his life!

It was visibly obvious that Dorian was crippled. He lay paralyzed in the sick bay all day long. During this decadent period, the feeling of being watched seemed to have become weaker.

However, after a while, he regained consciousness for a short time because the priest's token he kept on his body suddenly vibrated, which meant that the other side was urging him to continue to pass on information.

Dorian woke up and suddenly realized that although his life in the sick village was comfortable, it seemed to have no benefits.

"It must be because their Evil Fire is too weak. I want to find a stronger Evil Fire!"

But apart from the Sick Village in the Sean Underground, he couldn't seem to find any other place where the Mad Fire existed. After searching everywhere without success, he chose to return to the ground temporarily.

As a result, as soon as he came out of the portal, he encountered the battle between Ladagon and Yunka. The powerful aftermath of the battle made him stressed out and he ran out in a hurry.

Then, he sneaked into the imperial capital to collect intelligence there. In order to make a living, he even sneaked into the construction site to sell his labor in exchange for food. He was the one who laid hundreds of tiles in a noble's house.

But life in the imperial capital was really hard, and in order not to be exposed, he could not kill or rob. A dignified demon was reduced to a wage earner. This dissatisfaction made his resentment grow day by day, and finally broke out today!

In a fit of rage, he killed the pet dog of the bastard noble who withheld his wages!

So cool!

In line with the principle of not wasting, he was gnawing on his pet dog, thinking with sadness in his heart that he might not find a more crazy person than the epileptic in his lifetime, and he might have to live a mediocre life.

Then the time came to the present.

Here he met refugees from Skameron who called themselves Followers of the Mad Fire.

"What did you say?"

Dorian spoke word by word, his face full of surprise.

This was the first time he heard about the belief in crazy fire from someone else, and it was a human being. This was so outrageous that he himself couldn't believe it, and his tone was so shocked that he sounded like the Grim Reaper wielding a katana.

"Ah, ah wow wow wow."

The refugee made a confused sound because he saw the bloody scene in front of Dorian.

Why, why are there corpses in the alleys of the imperial capital? What kind of animal's corpse!?

The only consolation was that the corpse did not look like a human, but some kind of large canine. Judging from its shiny fur, it was probably a pet kept by a noble.

But this is also very scary. The old man was squatting in front of the corpse and eating it with relish!

The refugee fell to the ground in panic, and confused interjections such as "Ah, wow, ah, huh" came out of his mouth one after another. It was obvious that he was very scared.

But the more panicked the refugees screamed, the brighter Dorian's eyes became, and the look in his eyes as he looked at them became more and more certain.

Yes, that's the kind of chaotic and disorganized speech! Exactly like when I'm mad!

Dorian looked at the refugee with admiration. Although he didn't sense any madness from this guy, his confusing speech was very madness.

His trust in refugees continues to rise!

“Snap!”

Dorian's blood-stained hand affectionately grasped the refugee's arm, revealing what he considered a harmonious smile, and gently asked:

"Do you believe in mad fire?"

"Ah!" The refugee made a panicked sound that was not something a human could make. The fear made him speechless, but the more speechless he was, the more credible he became in Dorian's eyes.

"It's rare to meet someone who shares the same faith as me. Here, I'll treat you to this." Dorian kindly handed over a piece of pet dog's liver.

Even though the refugee gritted his teeth, his defense was still broken through humiliatingly. The slippery liver was stuffed into his mouth and he swallowed it subconsciously.

Woo woo woo, I'm not clean anymore!

Although he was very frightened, his brain was working rapidly. After all, he had escaped from the war-torn Kingdom of Ten Thousand Religions and had some skills.

Finally, he came to an unfortunate conclusion - he, a fake believer in Mad Fire, had met a real believer in Mad Fire.

And the guy in front of him seemed to be a complete lunatic! No, he should be called a fanatic!

It’s over. If I can’t get away with this, I’m done!

"Hey, what do you think of epilepsy?" At this moment, Dorian asked with a smile.

I'll explain in advance that he's now skinny, ragged, and covered in blood. With his back to the sun, his face is dark, and only his sharp teeth are exposed because of his smile, and the flesh stuck between his teeth is clearly visible.

In short, he looked like a ghost to the refugees.

From the refugee's perspective, what he asked was a death question.

The refugee's mind froze for a moment, and then a brainstorming session quickly began.

Calm down, Todd, calm down. You must think carefully about the next question, otherwise your head will fall off.

The refugee named Todd hesitated for a moment, then before Dorian could raise his eyebrows, he suppressed his inner uneasiness and replied tremblingly:

"Very, very warm?"

This is a common characteristic of fire, I think I got it right!

"Yes, yes, it is very warm," Dorian nodded, but he didn't seem satisfied. "What else?"

“Also, there’s more.”

Todd gritted his teeth and said, "Very majestic!"

"Very majestic, I guess."

Dorian's reaction was a little cold, which made Todd shudder. He quickly continued brainstorming and looked around at the other person.

Hurry up, Todd, find something that will satisfy this guy!

At this moment, he keenly discovered the characteristics of Dorian. There were many burn marks on the surface of the other party's skin. It looked like they were obviously marks left by flames.

This kind of burn, as well as the location and shape of the burn. I know!

He shouted with desperate determination: "It's hard not to hug it!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the air was silent. Dorian stared at Todd with wide eyes, as if he didn't expect him to say that.

Difficult, did I get the answer wrong? Todd swallowed nervously.

The next moment, a big hand suddenly grabbed his hair!

Todd thought to himself that he was doomed, but suddenly he heard Dorian's loud laughter, and his head was roughly rubbed by the other's big hands.

"Hahahaha, you're so right, so right! It's exactly the same feeling as mine. I'm starting to envy you!"

"Hey, hey, hey."

Todd could only smile nervously and felt relieved in his heart. It seemed that he would not die today.

After today, he will never believe in crazy fire again. God knows why this fanatic in front of him would want to embrace the fire on his own initiative. This is too scary!

Could this actually be a cult? No wonder everyone in this city dislikes me. It's all my fault.

Amidst the laughter, Dorian suddenly asked another question.

"How did you come into contact with the Eccentric Fire? Why don't you have any smell?"

"How, how did you get in touch with it?"

Todd was stunned, his brain began to jam, and cold sweat gradually broke out. He didn't know how to answer this question!

As the silence grew longer, Dorian looked at him with a puzzled look. Todd was almost drowned in cold sweat, and the air became extremely heavy.

"Woof woof!"

"Over here, the refugees are coming this way!"

Suddenly, two guards with dogs appeared from the alley entrance and rushed towards Todd, shouting, "Catch him! This guy is a dangerous person who spreads religious madness everywhere!"

As soon as he said this, Todd noticed that the doubt in Dorian's eyes about him disappeared.

Great, let the guards take me back. I don’t want to stay with this lunatic anymore!

At this moment, the guards looked like angels in his eyes, and he even opened his arms.

“Bang!”

Two muffled sounds were heard, and when he opened his eyes in confusion, he found that the two guards had been knocked unconscious.

It was Dorian who took action.

No, is this old man so powerful! ?

Todd's eyes were suddenly filled with despair. Why on earth did he end up in this state? Was it because he didn't choose the topic carefully in the early days of his business?

The voices of more guards were heard. Dorian picked up Todd and ran towards the exit with big strides. He laughed and asked:

"Are there any other believers? I want to meet more friends!"

Todd felt hopeless, realizing he was on a pirate ship with no way out. After thinking for a few seconds, he angrily replied:

"In Scameron, everyone is in Scameron!"

As long as he returned to the familiar place, he might be able to find an opportunity to get rid of Dorian. Moreover, the distance was long enough for him to think of a countermeasure. He might be safe before Dorian arrived at Skameron.

That's what he thought, and maybe it would make Dorian think that it was too far away and he didn't want to go.

Unexpectedly, Dorian suddenly felt motivated and shouted, "Okay, let's go to Scameron!"

Todd was speechless.

They were running out of the alley and into the crowd, and the guards couldn't catch up with them at all. Todd looked around in despair, but no one cared about them at all. After all, they looked like ordinary refugees.

Oh, let it be, destruction

The hurricane-force winds generated by Dorian's advance blew off people's robes and skirts, and even blew off some people's hoods.

Although the man put his hood back on in an instant, Todd still accidentally saw his face clearly.

"Huh?"

Todd made a puzzled sound, because he suddenly felt that the face looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

He suddenly remembered and his body trembled with excitement.

It’s the person on the wanted poster!

(End of this chapter)