The Devil’s Cage

978. Chapter 915 is delivered to the door

    “嘎嘎嘎！”

    The skinny face of the cheekbones, the mouth opened slightly, giving a sharp, piercing sound, thick, disgusting saliva splashing around.

    When Qin Ran frowned, he had to step back two steps to avoid the disgusting saliva.

    Countless dry palms broke through the ground and firmly grasped his feet.

    Not only did he fix him in place, but he also pulled him down.

    What is even more shocking is that when I don’t know, the hard gravel floor has become a quagmire.

    The red-blooded quagmire swallows the surrounding bodies like swamps.

    Within a few breaths, dozens of bodies were swallowed up.

    Similarly, Qin Ran's body, the part below the calf, was also thrown into the quagmire.

    But the transformation didn’t stop there.

    Each of the bubbles tumbling in the mire with a stench of smell. Whenever a bubble bursts, a body is swallowed by a corpse.

    The body completely soaked in bright red blood, once again came alive.

    They are like wild animals, making a loud noise.

    Then, as crazy, he rushed toward Qin Ran.

    In a moment, dozens of corpses were submerged in a pyramid-like manner, and the bloody mud pool swung up like a big mouth, with dozens of bodies, together with Qin Ran, all Engulfed.

    When the engulfing of everything, the blood began to recede, and the stone ground was restored to its original state, including those bodies.

    A blood-colored pearl of the size of a thumb emerges from the converging blood, brings a stream of light, flies to the shadow of the side, and falls into the palm of an elderly person.

    "The arrogant guy, I won't kill you!"

    "I want you to die like death!"

    In the old voice, the other party turned and left.

    Only then turned, the old man in the priest's gown stayed in the same place.

    In front of him, Qin Ran was bathed in the moonlight, and the cloak danced with the night wind. The crow feathers reflected the metal-like light.

    "you?!"

    The older priest subconsciously looked at the blood-colored pearls in his hands.

    And this is the last thing the other party did before his death.

    The whisper of the fascinating light, the other side of the sword.

    The blood-colored pearl, flying high, with orange light, was taken in the hands of Qin Ran.

    [Name: Nai's lure]

    [Type: Sundries]

    [Quality: Rare]

    [Attribute: Death Imprisonment: 1/2]

    [Requirement: Spirit A+]

    [Can you bring this copy: Yes]

    [Remarks: This is a high-end prop made by the temple of sin]

……

    "death confinement: Sacrifice at least 10 full, tenacious souls to create a fantasy that affects reality (the more souls will make the trap stronger), the chosen target needs at least the s-level spiritual judgment (up to sss+), the judgment will not be affected, the judgment fails, the soul will be imprisoned, The body dies quickly. 】

……

    "The props that are full of sinful temples."

    "do you think so?"

    Qin Ran's index finger and thumb hold a bloody pearl, giving a soft sigh.

    And in the shadows not far away, there was a series of creeps, and a figure slowly stood up and walked out of the shadows.

    This is a middle-aged man dressed in leather, with a long bow, a short knife at his waist, brown hair and a beard, and only his nose and eyes.

    At the other side, there is a hound.

    This hound is black and has a large body. When the limbs are on the ground, the neck back reaches the adult male.On the upper side of the leg, the forehead is wide, the mouth is prominent and the teeth are white and sharp, showing extraordinary bite force and spirituality.

    However, based on these, the other party is also an excellent hound, which will not cause Qin Ran's attention.

    What really cares about Qin Ran is the shadow of the hound's feet, as if it were smoke, and it is constantly gathering.

    Moreover, when the other party is hidden in the shadow, the ability of the hound is also utilized.

    "Magic creature?"

    “Or is it an alchemy creature that is transformed by magic?”

    Qin Ran guessed.

    As for the identity of the other party?

    It is really too obvious.

    In the city of Navija, the hunter's dress has a certain strength, and there is an unusual hound, it can only be a hunter temple.

    A hunter, a god believed by countless hunters.

    But this does not mean that Qin Ran will accept the behavior that the other party suddenly appears here and is hidden.

    "Lord Ryan, I am not malicious!"

    "I am Horace of the Hunter's Temple, come with goodwill!"

    Horace keenly felt the change of Qin Ran's breath, and said it again and again.

    The hounds around Horace first rushed to Qin Ren's fangs, and then, when they touched Qin Ran's gaze, they hid their tails behind their masters.

    Obviously, this dog was scared by Qin Ran's eyes.

    In fact, not only the hound, but even the owner of the hound.

    After witnessing the body of the sinful Knights, and the traps facing the sin temples, they were all safe and sound, and Horace knew exactly what kind of attitude he should have.

    To this end, Horace couldn't help but scream at his disciple.

    If it weren't for this jerk guy, how could he get caught up in this dilemma?

    "Come with goodwill?"

    "is yours?"

    "Or a hunter temple?"

    After Qin Ran looked at the other side with a sneak peek, he asked.

    The subconscious Horace is ready to say that he is himself, but after touching the eyes of Qin Ran, when he comes to his lips, he immediately changes his mouth.

    "I came with the hunter's temple."

    "The 'Partner's Day' is about to begin, and we hope that you will come to the hunter's celebration."

    Horace’s face was serious, and he couldn’t see the way he changed his mouth.

    "Mn."

    "I will represent the temple of thorns."

    Qin Ran nodded.

    Then, looking at somewhere without looking at the traces, my heart was slightly surprised.

    In his perception, a breath is approaching quickly.

    After killing the priest before, Qin Ran originally thought that the other party would not appear.

    Unusual performance!

    Immediately, Qin Ran raised his vigilance.

    The breath is getting closer and closer, this kind of breath should not have crossed Horace and the other pet partner, but in the words of Qin Ran, Horace was completely confused.

    The other party's pet partner, before the Qin Hao's gaze, has not returned to God.

    Therefore, Horace is destined to be unlucky.

    However, at this time, Horace still thought and hesitated.

    Inviting Qin Ran personally, and Qin Ran, who is represented by the Temple of Thorns, is a concept for the Hunter Temple.

    The former also has room for revolving.

    But the latter is completely standing on the opposite side of the Temple of Wealth and the Temple of Thorns.

    This is not a good thing for the hunter temple that has always been neutral.

    However, when he once again touched Qin Ran seemingly indifferent, but made him feel pressured, Horace immediately nodded.

    No problem

    "There are no problems!"

    "Just hope that you will see the disrespect in your words in the words of Prudence – he is very respectful to you, just because of Baud, it will not be a word."

    Horace gnawed his teeth and began to push away from his disciples.

    It’s been this time, Horace can’t take care of that much.

    There may be trouble, but it can only be remedied afterwards.

    Now, what is needed is to clear up the troubles that may arise for your disciples.

    But when the voice just fell, there was a roar in the distance.

    Horace

    Suddenly, Horace’s face became incomparably difficult to look at. He did not expect that this would really appear. When he saw the trap arranged by [Nai Luzhi’s lure], he thought that things would come to an end.

    Who thought of…

    "Bu, the high priest of Bourville!"

    Horace whispered the name of the other party with a screaming voice.