"I've lost my composure tonight, so I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, Ning Feng turned around and strode towards the door.
Having grasped the rhythm of the conversation, Ning Feng did not intend to take further control of the discourse.
He chose to back down first.
To capture someone, one must deliberately let them go.
My heartbeat, gait, and body movements have all been meticulously adjusted to be exactly what I should be doing at this moment.
A gentleman who usually restrains his inner feelings and hides them with a smile, but whose pain can erupt at any moment when his inner thoughts are touched.
Despite his outward display of madness, Ning Feng remained completely calm inside, even having the mind to examine his own actions just now.
"Was the performance a bit too intense? No... this level was probably just right."
The other party is a fanatic, so conventional advice is useless. This level of strong drug should be just enough to calm them down.
"Now, let's see if my guess is right."
Ning Feng did not believe that in a time when all the gods were asleep, a pastor's faith, which received no response, would remain unchanged.
And this necromancer in front of us is someone who can sense the special presence of gods?
He didn't believe it.
Therefore, if the priest does not receive a divine response, his faith will inevitably be tested.
Time is the cruelest and most merciless test in the world.
If he receives no response for a long time, will he still believe that he is a child favored by the gods?
Oh.
So what if they're fanatics?
That's how beliefs are; they can be eroded as soon as there's even the slightest crack.
Ning Feng was not surprised at all.
One step at a time.
Ning Feng, lost in thought, did not stop and walked towards the door.
Step by step.
Even though he was about to reach the door, Ning Feng still showed no sign of slowing down.
Just as he was a meter away from the door, he heard the priest's weary voice behind him:
"...Please wait a moment."
He stopped walking but didn't turn around. Ning Feng's lips subtly curled up as he faced away from him.
Ning Feng knew.
I guessed right again.
A rustling sound arose, and a shadow fell overhead, the tall figure blocking the dim candlelight in the room.
The pastor stared at Ning Feng's retreating figure, his eyes, filled with insect eggs, concealing deep pain, and sighed:
"Regarding your pain, I think we can find common ground..."
With a melancholy voice filled with complex emotions, the pastor placed his hand on Ning Feng's shoulder.
"It has been a long time... a very long time since I heard the voice of my Lord."
In the cold room, the pastor and Ning Feng stood silently, both lost in melancholy at the same time.
The pastor was expressing his relief that he had finally found someone who shared his situation.
Ning Feng, however, was thinking about something completely different.
He was thinking:
"Hiss! Although the scene is quite different..."
"But if Shirin sees this scene, won't she have some unnecessary associations?"
They won't suddenly realize that they were tricked by me in this way... *cough*
Ning Feng blinked and silently prayed in his heart.
I pray that my Shirin will remain as innocent and easy to please as before.
This is just a ploy to lure you in; smart kids shouldn't take it personally!
"However, based on my understanding of her, she shouldn't have thought of it."
Yes, that's really nice.
...
...
Shirin really didn't expect that.
Aside from the fact that she already knew Ning Feng had been trying to seduce her, it was also because she wasn't watching Ning Feng's live stream from his perspective.
At this moment, Xilin is watching another live stream.
Flying in from the outer balcony of the castle, Shirin replaced her invisibility spell with a higher level one.
Compared to invisibility spells that only conceal one's physical form, advanced invisibility spells can also conceal one's scent to a certain extent, which is very useful for spellcasters like her who do not have much stealth ability.
Walking down the dusty castle corridors, Shirin first admired the magnificent decorations on the walls, which were very characteristic of the Dark Ages, before turning her head to look at the main hall where a ball was being held.
"A wild night."
The dome of the main hall disappeared, and the entire dance floor was exposed to the red moon.
A grand ball is being held in the palace at this moment, where hundreds of nobles dressed in gorgeous clothes are chatting and twirling on the dance floor.
The candlesticks burned with a ghostly blue light, making the whole scene even more eerie.
"This is truly insane."
The survivors were fleeing, roaring and wailing.
Meanwhile, the dead danced in the ballroom, intoxicated by the illusory reality.
Through the window of the second-floor corridor, Shireen looked at the king, who sat at the head of the table, and slowly nodded:
"Is this the source of my sense of danger?"
Its body was several times larger than that of an ordinary undead, and it wore a worn-out crown that looked unusually small compared to its head.
A king, clad in golden armor and composed entirely of bones, resides here.
legend.
Although the aura was very faint, Shirin was certain that the opponent's strength had reached the legendary level.
Was he a legendary warrior in his lifetime? Or did he reach this level after being resurrected and over a long period of time?
But whatever the specific reasons, the current situation remains unchanged.
In the Star Chaser competition, a legendary Undead Lord actually appeared!
"That's insane!"
Xilin was very worried about Ning Feng's safety, but she also believed that her man, who was full of secrets, would not be in dire straits at this stage.
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
