It is hard to imagine that the town of Knock, which has always been known for its chaos, would usher in such peaceful days.

For a week, both the major forces in Nok Town and some individual soul masters have locked their doors tightly and stayed behind closed doors.

But under this calmness are endless dark waves. Hals, who has just arrived, is like a drop of ink dripping into the pond, making the already turbid water even more turbid. The combat power he showed in the battle in the tavern is...

It was like a sharp thorn stuck in the back of all forces, forcing them to prepare carefully.

It seemed that Hals had reached a tacit agreement with all the forces. Hals stayed behind closed doors. The major forces only sent people to monitor the tavern and did not take any further action.

This temporarily fragile harmony proved to the people of Knock Town that Hals's strength was terrible. In less than half a day, the details of the battle had spread throughout Knock Town, and Hals's hand was

"Manipulating corpses" is even talked about by the people of Knock Town, but at the same time, there is a trace of fear in their hearts. Privately, Hals's name as a "couple-promoting thug" is widely circulated. Of course, all of this is also

Reached the ears of Hals......

In a small basement underneath the pub

There were no windows in the basement, and there were no lights. It was dark, but in the darkness, there were two green lights that flickered on and off, emitting a faint emerald green light.

The soul flames in his eyes were beating, and Hals felt the transformation of his soul in detail.

It seems that he has been suppressed for too long. Once he released his nature wantonly, Hals's soul transformed again. For this week, Hals stayed in this small basement that gave him familiarity and security, comprehending and practicing.

Quietly waiting for the completion of soul transformation.

"snort"

With a muffled groan, a blood-red "little snake" snaked out of Hals's nostrils.

The soul flames in his eyes suddenly shot up into the sky, burning the ceiling and Hals' body.

Hals's face became paler. Different from his usual sickly pallor, Hals's face was as golden as paper at this time, his breath was weak, and a touch of soul flame separated from his eyes and gradually spread to his whole body, until Hals turned into a

fire man.

The green flames burned out Hals's black clothes, burning and corroding Hals's body. His body trembled slightly. Hals's five fingers penetrated deeply into the palm of his hand, and a trace of blood flowed out, but soon it was gone.

Burned away by the soul flame.

Blood flowed out, burned up, flowed out again, burned up again...

After an unknown amount of time, Hals no longer had a trace of blood flowing out of the wound in his hand, and there was no trace of breath flowing between his mouth and nose. He seemed to be dead, but the strange thing is that if you look carefully, you will find that

, Hals's chest was still rising and falling weakly.

"Dong dong, dong dong..."

A heartbeat suddenly sounded in the silent basement, ranging from weak to strong to deafening like thunder.

"Dong dong, dong dong, dong dong dong..."

The heartbeat suddenly became chaotic. Hals opened his eyes suddenly, raised his head slightly and opened his mouth wide. He could even clearly see Hals's throat, like a fish emerging from the water, hungry for oxygen.

boom

There was a deafening roar that seemed to be both soundful and silent, and the soul flames all over his body shrank rapidly, eventually turning into a few wisps of bright green fire snakes coiled around Hals' chest and back like tarsal maggots.

The fire snake gradually extinguished, or was condensed into a few two-finger wide green marks with fire patterns, which were deeply imprinted on Hals's skin, and a burning pain continuously invaded Hals' mind.

After taking a breath, Hals raised his left hand and gently touched the new "scar" on his chest, with a complicated expression on his face.

"Another scar..." The voice was as hoarse as ever, but a little low and helpless.

His fingers were barely touchable, and a tingling sensation came from his fingertips. He didn't move his hand away immediately. Hals endured the pain and touched it.

It's strange that this pain is strong, but it only affects the body, but the soul can hardly feel the pain. This is a very strange feeling. Obviously your soul does not feel pain, but it tells you that you are in pain.

.......

Without any hesitation, Hals put down his left hand and stood up slowly. Using the night vision provided by the soul flame, he found the dark green robe lying aside and put it on. He opened the basement door and walked out of the place where he had been staying for a week.

place.

But as soon as he went out, Hals quickly returned to the basement and tightened the door.

"Ho, ho..."

Hals was leaning against the door with an ugly face, as if he was holding back something. In an instant, dense cold sweat covered Hals' forehead.

After calming down, Hals looked gloomy, his mind filled with the scenes in his mind when he just left the house and the whispers in his heart.

When he stepped out of the door, countless soul flames suddenly appeared in his field of vision, either walking or sitting, and they were the souls of people in Knock Town. If it was just like this, Hals might not be panicked. After all, he had been able to do it before.

He could see the soul fire through some obstructions, but when he saw the countless soul fires, the endless appetite rushing out of his heart almost destroyed Hals's sanity.

Yes, it is appetite, not greed and desire to control the soul. When the appetite surges out, the salivary glands in Hals's mouth secrete a large amount of saliva instantly, as if a person with a sweet tooth has dozens of saliva.

After not tasting dessert for days, I suddenly saw what it looked like after dessert.

Hals didn't try to get out again. Hals felt that he might lose his mind in an instant.

Hals walked to the basement, sat down cross-legged without taking off his robe, and held his breath.

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Outside the tavern, a sneaky figure groped for the back window of the tavern, stretched out his right index finger, and a small vine appeared, slowly crawling through the gap, and carefully pried open the back window, and saw that the window was open.

A hint of joy appeared on the figure's face, and then he curled up as hard as he could and got into the tavern.

Looking at the empty back hall of the tavern, the figure couldn't help but have wild thoughts. In his opinion, the man known as the Tidu thug killed the tavern owner so easily. It must not have been as easy as it looked. He must have paid a lot of effort.

The price, the "puppet show" afterwards was just to intimidate everyone and give myself time to recover. In this case, I would sneak in here now, maybe I can get some information, and then sell it to those big forces.

, of course, it would be best if you could kill the opponent. He didn't believe that such a character didn't have a soul bone. If he could get it...

The figure licked her lips, her eyes were fiery, and her heart was full of greed.

"Let me see where you are hiding..."

Stupidity and greed will always make people desperate, right?

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In the basement, Hals squatted in the corner with his arms folded around his body, his body swaying constantly.

"Soul, soul..."

Hoarse, crazy whispers lingered in the small basement.

"boom"

Hals raised his head suddenly, soul flames blazing in his eyes, the muscles on his face were twisted, strands of drool kept dripping, and the hands he held uneasily let go and grasped.

Seeing a ball of soul fire exuding an alluring fragrance appearing in his field of vision, Hals couldn't bear it anymore. His voice was slightly sharp, and with a loud sound, it turned into a black mist and dissipated.
Chapter completed!