Nasir

Feeling a heartbeat that shouldn't be there, the black-robed merchant had mixed feelings.

"I thought I just needed to sever the connection between the two of them, but the horse is already dead. This makes the situation much more difficult. Forget it. Who says I am an honest businessman?"

He quickly suppressed his inappropriate emotions, regained the integrity of a good businessman, bent down and placed his hand on Tianma's forehead, talking to himself as if he was trying to convince someone.

No one responded to his words. Scarlet paint outlined the shape of a scale on the mask, with a pair of hands on the left and a horse on the right. The two sides kept shaking, and during this process, the profiteer's hand reached into the other's body as if reaching into the water.

The dark fog was pressing down heavily, and the air was as sticky as glue, bringing heavy pressure. The veins on the back of the profiteer's hands were bulging, forming a tough stalemate with him.

The object in his hand gradually became heavier, and he lowered his voice, revealing a hint of madness.

"This is a recognized contract. Since the price has been paid, no one can violate it!"

As he spoke, countless brilliant lights and shadows appeared behind him.

All the treasures collected from the transactions emerged one by one, and gold and silver piled up like a mountain at his feet. There were countless rare and wonderful treasures.

Each treasure reflects an extremely attractive brilliance, which is refracted and converges on one point. The brightest light comes from the heart of the unscrupulous businessman, with it as the center, forming a faint golden star.

The star of godhood that blessed Orelius was hidden in his subconscious, the star of godhood that blessed Canaan was in the starry sky of the Land of Stars, and the star of godhood that blessed the profiteer was hidden in the treasures he collected.

The more deals he completes and the more treasures he obtains, the more powerful he will become!

The star of the godhead flickered slightly, and a transparent round coin appeared, which kept rotating. The profiteer pulled up his arm inch by inch, and forcibly snatched the soul of Pegasus from the invisible object.

This is an irresistible contract. The power from the godhead is injected into his body, making his hands indestructible.

Horrible and bizarre sounds rang in my ears, mixed with the terrible wails of souls. It was as if I was in the black sea, with countless souls rising and falling. They were all souls swallowed by the black mist, and they would never rest in peace.

Seeing Bai Ma was able to leave, countless resentful and numb eyes were cast towards the profiteer, questioning why he didn't help them.

The latter calmly pushed and pulled, dispelling the illusion brought by the black mist and putting the soul in his hand back into his body.

The Pegasus opened its eyes and stood up from the ground. It immediately looked at the dead knight beside it, and large, clear tears flowed from its eyes.

"He hopes you can survive. Don't let him down."

The profiteer patted its head, and the Pegasus neighed and licked the profiteer's hands. Tears fell on its skin, bringing a moist and cool feeling.

The knight's last wish was for it to live, and for the Pegasus, it was also willing to exchange its own death for the other's life. It knew the other's last will, that Hawthorne was dead, and from now on his Pegasus would continue to walk on in his place.

The profiteer spent some time collecting the remains of everyone and buried them together.

When he erected the monument, he placed the knight's broken sword and shield in front of the grave and carved the epitaph for Hawthorne Rodney.

[Here lies a brave man, a knight worthy of his name, from Rodney.]

Ashes return to ashes, ashes return to ashes.

There was only so much he could do for him. The mist would swallow everything, but he would always remember that there was a great knight here.

After completing these tasks, the profiteer returned to Xinzhen and left the Pegasus in the town.

Ronald was extremely surprised when he saw Tianma and recognized his identity at a glance. What surprised him more than Tianma was the change in the profiteer.

His eyes fell on his opponent's hands. Every knight was familiar with these scars. Fighting and honing the sword skills would always add many wounds, which would then become old scars.

He hesitated: "This is..."

"It's the price paid by a guest. This Pegasus is his comrade-in-arms. He has nowhere else to go at the moment, so let him stay in the town."

Ronald nodded in understanding and personally took Pegasus to find a place. The extremely humane white horse followed him silently, feeling very depressed.

The profiteer watched them leave, then looked back at Bai, who had found him the first time. The contract had created an inseparable connection between the two. The white-haired boy stopped not far away and noticed the changes in the other party at first sight. However, he didn't care about it at all, and was only full of loyalty: "Welcome back, Master."

The black-robed businessman patted his head with a smile and said, "I will be away for a while. I'll leave things here to you."

"Well, I will run the Chamber of Commerce well."

Bai lowered his head to hide the reluctance in his eyes. The profiteer left just as quickly as he came, and after encouraging him a few words, he set out on his way out again.

The young man looked at the spot for a long time before walking towards the direction of the Chamber of Commerce.

After leaving the new town, the black-robed merchant changed his route and went to the holy city first.

He found a high-ranking clergyman and made a deal with him. He informed the church about the spheres and the craftsmen. Then he returned to Partington and informed the Owen family about the spheres.

This device can be integrated into the human body, and medical researchers have found nothing unusual after several investigations. It is highly concealed and lethal, and once it spreads, the consequences will be disastrous.

After learning about this, the head of the Owen family lost his composure and said, "This is impossible. There is no pollutant in the world that can reproduce itself."

Pollutants are created when non-living things come into contact with large amounts of pollution. Even if they are activated, they cannot reproduce. They can only be increased through production. The other person's words were beyond her common sense.

"Sadly, I saw this with my own eyes."

The black-robed merchant sat opposite him, speaking in a gentle tone: "I went to the place where your family members were attacked, and followed the traces to find a device production site. I discovered a device with autonomous consciousness and witnessed its reproduction."

"These devices are difficult to detect after entering the human body. They will continuously release pollution, raising the host's pollution level. When the Owen family's bloodline is used, it will burn a certain amount of pollution. The sudden increase in pollution levels causes the flames to get out of control, which is the cause of the disease."

"As for why it spread among the bloodline members who didn't go to the border, I have some speculations. The active devices I saw were rooted in the mutated soul of a bloodline member. According to my judgment, it was a special but not unique existence."

"A single device with autonomous reproduction capabilities is obviously not enough to support the use of Black Mist believers. With the help of craftsmen, they can continuously produce finished products. Perhaps there is such a device among the bloodline people who are first infected with the disease: it takes root in the soul of the bloodline people and can be produced and transferred. The new device enters the body of other bloodline people nearby, causing contamination."

The head of the Owen family frowned slightly: "We didn't see any similar devices when we were monitoring them."

"This device is somewhere between reality and illusion. I think there are two ways of transmission: one is through the soul, and the other is through the entity."

The characteristics of soul transmission are also reflected in the blood of the Luo family. The souls of the ancestors flow in the blood, and when necessary, they can pass through the bodies of their descendants or reside in their abilities to exert powerful power.

He thought further. The Black Mist curse on the original body was brought from the mother's womb. Later, someone who was suspected to be a Black Mist believer came to visit, and the original parents were sick and accepted help. The device should have been planted at that time.

According to the Black Mist followers, these devices can absorb and release the Black Mist in pairs and transport it to the corresponding individuals. Therefore, they can be used to control the progress of the pollution on the individual.

If you want to increase pollution, release the black mist; if you want to reduce pollution, absorb the black mist.

The spheres on the main body should be of an outdated style, which is why the Black Mist believers need to take the initiative to plant them. The ones he saw in the town should have evolved slowly, and as time goes by, the technology of the Black Mist believers is constantly improving.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through the black-robed merchant's mind, and then they were temporarily erased. He carefully revealed some guesses, and the head of the Owen family had a cold expression, thanked him politely, and paid him a reward.

The money bag that was bulging with money because of saving Pegasus suddenly increased. A good businessman is not only good at buying and selling, but also able to sell the same goods at two different prices. The profiteer said goodbye in a good mood and left a way to contact him.

He left the Irving family and stood on the roof overlooking the entire city.

Unlike other places, Partington is still brightly lit and bustling with people at night.

The profiteer stared at the scene, his thoughts racing.

"What should we do next... The second trial has not yet ended. Without the help promised by the Luo family, now is not the best time to establish a chamber of commerce in Partington."

"Since the matter of the contamination device is related to the craftsmen, in order to help Canaan improve the level of his path to man-made gods, the church will definitely find the whereabouts of those people as soon as possible. Before that, it is better to deal with the matter of the pocket watch first."

As he said this, his figure flashed and he disappeared silently from the spot.

.......

As the Holy Son of the Church, Canaan has been living a comfortable life these days, to the point of having no sense of existence.

This is probably the sequelae of the church losing the previous Son of God. They want to send someone to protect him 24 hours a day, for fear that this person will follow in the footsteps of his predecessor.

It was useful for improving security, but when he wanted to do something privately, these guards didn't seem so appropriate.

Considering that he was missing for several days during his last time traveling, Mason specially applied for a meditation room.

This kind of room is usually used by the bloodline of the church to meditate and experience the gift of reducing pollution. Mason used the excuse that he needed to meditate and was given the right to use it for a week.

In the simple and clean room, the silver-haired young man took out his pocket watch and the leaf of the World Tree, placed them on the table, and stared at them for a long time.

After getting the answer from the Book of Answers, he even had a premonition that the Monster Lord might have sent these leaves to him for this reason.

Isn't the trajectory of destiny pointing to the World Tree? Its leaves record the direction of destiny and are the best material.

The light hit his profile, outlining his shaky outline. Mason made up his mind, picked up the leaf of the World Tree and placed it on the pocket watch. The moment the two touched, the green leaf melted into liquid and merged into it, slowly repairing the crack.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

As the leaves were consumed, the cracks on the pocket watch healed a little. Under the young man's gaze, the damaged hands began to slowly rotate.

Tick, tick, tick.

With every turn of the pointer, the world shakes and everything shatters. All the scenery turns into lines that are stretched to the extreme, with illusory and cold black mist floating in between.

The whole world seemed to be missing something, becoming broken and weak. The mist permeated everything, spreading a gray color.

This scene is similar to the ending in Pica's storybook, but also very different. When Mason looked up, he saw three stars above him. They were like anchors, quietly fixed in the silent dome.

Tick, tick, tick.

At the bottom of the line there was a huge hole, which seemed to tear the world apart, with spider-web-like cracks all around. Black mist continued to rise from it, filled with the breath of death.

Mason only had time to take a startled glance before his consciousness was dragged down into the depths.

When all his senses were restored, the strong stench of the beast hit him. Mason subconsciously wanted to fight back, but he stepped on something soft and fell to the ground with a thud.

No, why does it feel so strange?

Before he could get up, a whistling wind came from behind. He instinctively lowered his head, and the wild bear in front of him fell heavily to the ground with a wail. Blood spurted on him, and then, suddenly, someone picked him up from behind.

Mason didn't even hear the footsteps until the other person spoke, his voice a little confused.

"What are you?"

Turning around, Mason saw the person who held him up. The person had long hair like the night and a beautiful face, wearing a robe embroidered with mysterious patterns. The dark purple pupils were full of temptation, and Mason could see his own figure in them.

It was a round, tactile mass that vibrated with my breathing...

Meat and eggs.

Mason: “???”

What the hell!? Is he not even qualified to be a human this time!? Is he only fit to be a piece of meat egg!??

Under extreme emotions, faint black patterns appear on the surface of the egg due to mood changes, forming the shape of a pocket watch.

After seeing the pattern, the black-haired man's eyes flickered slightly. He seemed to think for a while, picked up Roudan, turned around and left.

His steps seemed slow but were actually very fast. He walked on steep cliffs and rocks as if he were walking on flat ground. Until he reached the top of the mountain. There is a stone altar and a small house behind it. The overall style is extremely simple and wild, which seems to echo this world.

As they approached, a blond man with blue eyes walked out of the door. He had a unique sword hanging from his waist. The unsheathed blade was translucent, and the light golden hilt was engraved with patterns of griffins and bauhinia. Seeing the strange combination of one man and one ball, the blond man was surprised.

"Nasir, is this our lunch?"

Nasir!?

This name is really special. The black-haired man holding him looked at him dimly, his tone full of regret: "Eat, eat, eat, all you know is to eat. You've been here for only a few times and all the animals here are going to be wiped out by you."

The other party whispered back, "That's because most of them are left for the people in the village to breed."

Nasir narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Christine, if you keep talking like that, get out of here."

Two familiar names struck his mind, and with the long sword at his waist, Mason finally confirmed the identities of the two people.

He saw a travel book when he first went to the church as the Son of God.

In order to complete his identity, he disguised himself as a disciple of Nasir, a priest in one of the mysterious places.

It is said that all those who accept his blessing will be free from disease and enjoy happiness and health. After the intruder left, no one has ever found this mysterious place again.

But he didn't expect that the Glorious Knight Christine was related to this place, which was not recorded in the future.

Fate is like a manipulator, pulling all kinds of people together. Why did the watch bring him here?

Mason was thinking when Nasir suddenly stuffed him into the knight's arms. Christine was in a fog when he heard the other party's cold voice: "You have been living here for free without doing anything. It's just right for you to go and hatch eggs."

Blond Knight: “?”

Mason again: "..."

He finally understood his most urgent task: Urgent! Waiting online, how can I tell these people from thousands of years ago that they can't hatch! I'm really not an egg!