Chapter 24 Self-Redemption

At noon, with the sun shining brightly, Sean climbed up Black Bat Mountain.

At every ten steps and every hundred steps, Black Bat Mountain has completely fallen under the control of the Greenfield Town military. However, due to the short time, even though the military has cleaned up as much as possible, Sean On the way to the mountain, blood can still be seen everywhere, and occasionally there are broken limbs and bones. Sean turned a blind eye to these scenes. He stepped on the blood and dyed the soles of his shoes red. Sean did not change at all. He might feel a little uncomfortable when he first saw it, but after seeing it too much, it was just like that.

"Lord Lord."

Kneeling on one knee and raising his hands in front of him, Monnes presented Sean with the symbol of power of the Black Bat tribe, the Bat-whispering scepter.

Reaching out to take it, a cold touch came, and a smile appeared on the corner of Sean's mouth.

"Knight Monnes, you did not disappoint me."

Looking at the blood-stained knights in front of him, Sean couldn't help but feel a little moved. Six of them left, four returned, two stayed on Black Bat Mountain forever, and almost all of the remaining four were injured.

In fact, the most dangerous time for the extraordinary team was when Mons rushed into the sacrificial hall to carry out the operation. At that time, the remaining five members had to guard the entrance and block the Black Bat tribesmen who came to rescue. If it were not for Crom, the warrior People with animal devil fruit abilities whose power is equivalent to that of second-level supernatural beings may not be able to wait for the success of Operation Mons.

After some encouragement, Sean looked at the senior Black Bat tribe kneeling aside.

After the battle in the sacrificial hall, the only survivors of the Black Bat tribe were the Black Bone Fighter and the Black Bat Great Sacrifice.

Sensing Sean's gaze, Mons said:

"Lord, these two people are Hei Guda, the leader of the Black Bat Tribe, and the High Priest of the Black Bat Tribe. The Black Bat High Priest is a second-level beast soul priest."

"Oh, second-level beast soul sacrifice?"

Sean was quite surprised when he heard Mons's introduction. After all, although the magic wave has risen, it is still short-lived. It is really not easy for non-potion eater to reach the second level during this period of time.

Sean knew a little bit about the beast soul sacrifice. After all, the bat slave they captured before was of this profession.

Beast Soul Sacrifice is a relatively famous extraordinary route in the New World. It is mainly spread among the Chelochi indigenous tribes. Although the route is incomplete, it also has its own characteristics.

As if aware of Sean's gaze, the embarrassed Black Bat Priest, who had disheveled hair and bloodshot lips, suddenly raised his head.

"My lord, Anais greets you."

Struggling to straighten his body, Anais didn't want to look too embarrassed at this moment.

"Oh, you actually speak Common Language?"

Xiaon was really surprised to hear the other party's fluent common language. After all, in order to open up the new world, many people in the Sutilt Kingdom learned the indigenous language, but basically no indigenous people learned the common language.

"Yes, my lord, I lived for a time in Memphitos."

"Oh, that's it. So what do you want to say now?"

"There's nothing to say. In your words, the winner is the king or the loser. I just hope you can allow me to redeem my own life at the cost of serving you."

There were no tears, no wails of defeat, just rationality. At this moment, Sean looked at him favorably.

"Self-salvation? It's not impossible, but what's your value?"

Upon hearing this, Anais's originally slightly cloudy pupils suddenly became clear.

"Dear Sir, I am a second-level beast soul priest. I have some experience in biological cultivation. I also know this mountain forest very well. I believe it will be useful to you."

Silence, silence, Sean was not in a hurry to give his answer, he was thinking, and Anais was waiting for the verdict.

In fact, Sean is really a little entangled at this moment.

He can gain some power points by killing Anais, and he can gain a good subordinate by taking Anais in. Compared with the two, there is no doubt that the latter has greater benefits, but there is a problem, that is, loyalty. The saying that our species must be different is not just rhetoric.

"Anais, you really pose a problem for me. After all, I can't be sure of your loyalty."

"Honorable Sir, I know it is normal for you to have such doubts, but I believe time will prove everything. I hope you can give me a chance."

After speaking, Anais lowered his head.

"Well, Anais, I hope you won't make me regret it or yourself."

As the words fell, spirituality surged, and bits of dark red light emerged in Sean's right hand.

After taking a look at Anais, who had his head lowered, Sean waved his hand casually, and the little red light fell on him.

The beast soul warned, and instinctively wanted to drive away this abnormality, but Anais suppressed this instinct and allowed these red lights to penetrate into his body.

Feeling that the dandelion seeds were successfully taking root and sprouting in Anais's flesh, something strange flashed through Sean's blue eyes. He originally planned to kill Anais directly as long as he had any intention of resisting, but he didn't expect it. No, but that's fine. Since Anais showed his sincerity, he was willing to give some of his trust.

Dandelion Parasitism·Change·Blood Latent is Sean's transformation through the first-level witchcraft Dandelion Parasitism. Compared with Dandelion Parasitism, the two are more effective in actual combat, have a wider range, and are more concealed. Although Dandelion Parasitism·Change·Blood Latent is Easily noticeable but can persist for a long time, giving greater control.

For an excellent wizard, the witchcraft learned is not static. Generally speaking, the process of learning witchcraft by a wizard should have three steps. The first step is to analyze the temporary template. This step is more of a process. This is an extensive type of learning. The second step is optimization and adjustment. Someone else’s is always someone else. Everyone is different. No matter how good the witchcraft template is, it needs to fit you. The third step is transformation and innovation. This step It is to express one's own things based on the original foundation. It is simple to say but difficult to do.

In today's era, most wizards can only go to the first step and become users of witchcraft. A small number of wizards can go to the second step and become a qualified wizard. A very few can go to the third step and become a witchcraft user. Excellent wizard.

Although the witchcraft of Dandelion Parasitism, Change, and Blood Latent has various flaws, it is undeniable that it has indeed reached the third step, which is rare. After all, reaching this step requires not only profound accumulation and hard study, but also That flash of inspiration.

"Anais, stand up. Since you are one of your own, there is no need to kneel."

Sean's voice was very calm, without any extra emotion, but when he heard this, Anais breathed a huge sigh of relief, knowing that his life was temporarily saved.