Dark Demon Warlock

It should be a strength-type professional in the reinforcement system.

The anchor tattoo on his arm is not just a simple pattern, but a miniature ritual that allows him to exert greater strength.

The changes brought about by the solidification of the spiritual organs allowed Art to see many details that he could not see before.

"A member of the Dire Wolf Pirates?" Art asked.

"Well, I want to lurk here and wait for you to come back." Gregoria Kate has already tortured this person.

"Here?" Art pointed to the church with a look of astonishment.

Shouldn't it be your own home?

"Yes." Gregoria Kate replied lightly.

Art was speechless.

Isn't this guy looking for death?

As a professional, shouldn't you be more in awe?

How dare you rush into an unknown church, or a church of souls known for its weirdness!

Although the Church of Soul is not a super church, even the Church of Storms is unwilling to provoke it.

It has been 50 years, no one from the Church of Souls has been sent over, and the site has been taken over by the Church of Storms, but this abandoned Church of Souls has always existed, and it is abnormal to think about it with your heels.

It would be great if the members of the Dire Wolf Pirates were all this type of mindless.

"Is there any information?" Art didn't bother to torture this guy any more, and asked Gregoria Kate directly.

"His spirit is in chains, and once he is invaded, his brain will be destroyed." Gregoria Kate said.

"Okay, give me the body?" Art said.

The reputation of the Dire Wolf Pirates is very bad. The real burning, killing and looting are all kinds of crimes, and every member dies.

"Yeah." Gregoria Kate was supposed to be reserved for him.

Yate didn't ask anything, and killed him directly, without delay.

Unknowingly, I have adapted to the rules of this world.

"By the way, do you know about spiritual warlocks?" Art took off the magic equipment on the opponent and put it in a box.

Let Moore Lane deal with it next time.

The black market has disappeared, and now there is only a trading market controlled by the official power of Pudera City. It is becoming more and more convenient for Moore Lane to handle such goods. With his and Smith Marles' sources of supply, Moore Lane has become a major supplier of low-level magic equipment.

No matter what the price, the two of them will not lose money, so the price is not high.

Gregoria Kate doesn't need money now, and she doesn't care about these magic equipment. It's a waste to keep them. Let them be used by Art first. When you need it in the future, you can just get it from Art.

"Psychic?" Gregoria Kate seemed very surprised and confirmed it.

"That's right." Arthur replied.

"How do you know about this profession?" Gregoria Kate's voice fluctuated obviously, and she was no longer as indifferent as before, "This is a profession similar to the spiritual master, but it is rarer than the spiritual master. Spiritual skills, especially illusions, are said to be able to parasitize in the depths of the target's mind and revive them."

She can only describe it as "supposedly", obviously she has never seen it in person, which shows that this profession is indeed rare.

"I have one here..." Art said, pointing to his head.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Gregoria Kate appearing in front of him.

"I'm fine!" Arthur said hurriedly, startled.

He was just joking.

"I know." Gregoria Kate's voice came from the air.

Yate looked back and saw that she was clearly still floating in the air!

Got tricked!

It was just an illusion.

The main reason is that I didn't expect that she, who has always been indifferent, would actually make jokes!

Shaking his head dumbfounded, without her asking, Art took the initiative to tell her the deal between himself and Xenia Eugen.

Also ask her to help refer to whether there is any negligence.

Secrets in the ruins are not involved.

"How long did it take for her to be born?" Gregoria Kate asked.

"I don't know. But, can we use the word 'birth'?" Art looked awkward.

It sounds weird.

"Birth?" Gregoria Kate turned her mouth slightly and changed the word.

A meaning.

"It's up to you." Art said helplessly.

Sure enough, once the relationship becomes familiar, people will often show an unexpected side.

Gregoria Kate is no exception.

"I can't find a flaw in the contract you drew up." Gregoria Kate had seen the contract he drew up a long time ago, and her emotions at that time can only be described as "eye-opening". So many eyes!

The most important thing is that the soul contract basically locks in the possibility of Xenia Eugen's betrayal.

However, Gregoria Kate also helped him add a soul barrier.

Avoid someone directly affecting his soul.

This kind of buff can only be used by bishop-level characters of the Soul Church, and it consumes the power of one's own soul. Generally, if it is not a close relative, it will not be used.

Moreover, it is not permanent, even with Gregoria Kate's strength, it can only last for a month at most.

Only tell Art these after casting.

Art can only keep it in his heart.

It is no longer a matter of favors, or in other words, the favors owed are beyond count!

Gregoria Kate was already a teacher in his heart.

After releasing the soul barrier, Gregoria Kate's spirit was obviously a little sluggish.

Art stopped bothering her, left the scarf behind, and went home with the sailor's body.

A long-lost sacrifice.

Unexpectedly, this guy is actually Tier 5!

Gave him a full 3 free skill points.

With his current strength, the average Tier 4 professional might only be able to give one skill point.

The skill points are not used urgently, but reserved for emergencies.

Summon Raum and Isodi.

Raum is still that talkative.

It's been a long time since Isodi and he have seen each other. His skin has completely turned into a dark purple color similar to violets with dark elements added. His body shape has also become more and more slender, and his strength is close to level 3.

If it wasn't for the contractual relationship, it would be difficult for Art to perceive her breath!

It was only during the chat that she found out that she was no longer in the cold plain, but followed a caravan to a desert.

Some daring human caravans will hire dark wanderers like her who have turned into demons but retain their sanity as guards.

No wonder she has such obvious traces of wind and sand on her body!

Even so, she didn't ask for water or food, but answered Art's question first.

Very obedient!

No one would dislike such a subordinate.

Art asked her to drink water and take a bath, and at the same time helped her prepare a table of meat.

When you're done, take out the Horadric Cube.

"What is this thing?" Raum asked, looking sideways at the Horadric Cube in his hand.

His speaking habits are greatly influenced by him.

"Good stuff." Art said while slowly injecting spirituality.

As more and more spirituality was injected, the patterns on the Horadric Cube began to brighten.

Raum's eyes brightened accordingly.

baby!