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The moment he woke up, Mo Fan thought he was on his own bed. This kind of experience of sleeping without consciousness has become rare since he started practicing magic, whether he was meditating like a deep sleep or resting. When he goes to sleep, he will keep at least one thought to ensure that he will not be hit by some meteorite, attacked by some dark magic, or have his neck wiped by the Black Vatican
It turns out that the most peaceful sleep is not in one's own home, but in a bed arranged by the Black Vatican.
"Are you awake?" A woman's gentle voice came.
Mo Fan opened his eyes, but immediately felt a burst of pain. There were still wounds on his eyes from eagle pecks. His eyes were almost pecked out by the vultures and eaten. The wounds were obviously not fully healed and he could not fully open them. He could only half-squint his eyes. From that narrow perspective, he saw a woman who looked both pure and mature. She should not be more than thirty years old. Her faint smile gave people a very friendly and gentle feeling.
From the sound, Mo Fan could tell that this was the female deacon in blue, but Mo Fan didn't expect that she looked so harmless, and he didn't know how many murders she had committed under her face that looked like a good wife and loving mother. Innocent life, otherwise how could he be in the position of Deacon in Blue.
"Thank you, you saved me." Mo Fan replied.
"We're all doing things together, it doesn't matter. My companion has already gone out, and I'm waiting quietly. There's nothing wrong anyway. Go out and walk around. This will help you recover." The woman in blue said.
Mo Fan stood up, but he still couldn't open his eyes completely. He touched his face with his hands and saw that it was full of scars. The other party obviously didn't put any bandages on himself. It must be extremely difficult to see.
"Your face is poisoned by the vulture's saliva. Ordinary healing cannot fully restore your face. After this is done, you can change your identity and go to the Parthenon, where you can recover." Of course, you have to be extra careful about your appearance when you go there. Now the Parthenon is controlled by another candidate, and she hates our church." The female deacon in blue told Mo Fan very patiently.
¡°It¡¯ll be good if I can recover. By the way, I haven¡¯t had time to report back to the extradition chief yet¡¡± Mo Fan said fiercely.
"The extradition chief asked us to clean up your affairs. If anyone is alive, follow us. You are lucky. By the way, who did you meet in the trial? So many people in blue and black were all arrested. Kill him, the shepherd is a master among the extraditers!" the woman in blue asked.
"We didn't meet anyone from the Tribunal. We only bumped into a young man. He seemed to have been following the shepherd. After he noticed that the shepherd was calling the second and third Hades frogs, he took action. That man was very powerful. I thought I was dead at the time" Mo Fan said.
"You're lucky. The laser beam that pierced your body didn't hit your internal organs. The other party probably thought you were dead, so they didn't pay attention to it. However, if we had arrived a little later, you would have been eaten by a vulture. That kind of thing Doesn't it taste good?" said the female deacon in blue.
Mo Fan smiled sheepishly and said: "Actually, I don't feel anything either. I just feel that there are a lot of things on my body"
"You can still laugh." The female deacon in blue couldn't help laughing, feeling that this guy was a little too ambitious.
"What's your name?" Mo Fan asked.
"Blue bat." The deacon in blue said.
"Oh, I'm not asking for your code name." Mo Fan said.
The woman in blue was stunned for a moment, and found that the other party's eyes had not moved away from her face. She could not help but avoid looking away, and whispered: "You are very abrupt. You know, our church does not ask names."
"My name is Beilu, and my real name is Fanmo." Mo Fan said.
"My name is Lan Bat, my real name my real name" The female Lanyi felt the somewhat sincere gaze of this guy who could only half-open his eyes. After hesitating for a while, she said, "You should call me Lan Bat. "
"How many people have you killed?" Mo Fan asked next.
The woman in blue was stunned for a moment, unable to keep up with Mo Fan's thoughts. After a while, she finally said: "One."
"One? Then how did you become the Blue Deacon?" Mo Fan was a little surprised. Judging from Blue Bat's tone, she didn't seem to be lying.
"Many lives are cheap, and a thousand are not worth one. The man I killed was a deputy general guarding an important sea fortress in the Mediterranean." Blue Bat said.
"Red Sea Ceremony?" Mo Fan asked.
Mo Fan knew very well that the Black Holy See called the great and bloody deeds they did a grand ceremony.
"Hmm"?He will be like a reaper, frantically harvesting the living lives on this land!
"Ah, there is another kid here." Blue Bat walked in the village and found a seven or eight-year-old child sleeping in a pile of straw.
This child is probably an orphan, and no one has noticed that he is not in the migrating team.
"He's going to die anyway, so I'll give him a ride so that he won't be in extreme pain." Mo Fan smiled and walked towards the sleeping child.
"No, this will reveal our identity in advance. How did you do it in blue?" Blue Bat stopped us.
"Hehe." Mo Fan smiled dryly and glanced further north, discovering that there was a dark light flashing under the night sky.
Mo Fan frowned, it seemed that the male deacon in blue was already opening the door to the underworld
We have to find a way to stop him, otherwise all the villagers in this village who move as fast as donkeys will suffer! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com