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"Who are you?" Roger looked at the middle-aged man and asked proactively, "The person in charge here?"

This person gave him a sense of closeness, as if there was something about him that naturally aroused his affection, as if he was seeing someone of the same kind.

Shouldn't it? This is a middle-aged greasy uncle. Look at the long gray-white hair hanging down from his head. It's so greasy that it hasn't been washed for several months. If you grab a handful of hair and throw it, you can cook it in a pan.

How could a strong and straight man have a crush on such a person?

If there is a problem, there must be a problem.

Roger looked at the middle-aged man carefully. The middle-aged man was sitting steadily on the chair and looking at him. He seemed to have the same doubts.

The two people looked at each other, and their affection burst out.

The middle-aged man confirmed something and then slowly spoke: "I am the archbishop of this church." He asked Roger directly: "Do you have other companions?"

Roger was very cautious and showed some sincerity first: "Yes, besides me and the red-haired woman, there are five others."

"Seven people!" The middle-aged man suddenly frowned.

Roger nodded: "Yes, seven people!"

"You are outsiders, right?" The middle-aged man seemed to have seen through Roger's background, "You are from another world."

Roger was a little surprised, but kept calm and said, "How do you know?"

The middle-aged man did not answer, but said: "I created and sealed this world, of course I can see that you are not an aborigine."

Is this saying that he is a god? Roger felt that there was a big magic stick sitting in front of him, but suddenly he thought of another thing.

The materialistic worldview is not suitable for this world! This is the world in Mona Lisa's painting.

Mona Lisa? Creation? A flash of inspiration flashed in Roger's mind, and he asked tentatively: "You're not called Leonardo da Vinci, are you?"

"Haha..." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I can be considered Leonardo da Vinci."

Roger looked at him strangely. When did Leonardo da Vinci become a magician? Wasn't he on the side of science? Why did he betray the revolution and become a fool?

Seeing Roger's confusion, the middle-aged man simply explained: "I am a fragment of Leonardo da Vinci's soul."

Roger understood that this was also a schizophrenic patient, so he secretly became vigilant.

Because his mind was forcibly opened, and his worldview was full of long legs, his ability to accept it was greatly enhanced. After thinking for a while, he asked tentatively: "Have you used this world to block the gap through which the devil can penetrate the human world?"

The middle-aged man was very indifferent: "To be precise, it is one of the many gaps."

Combining the information left by the hero's soul, Roger was roughly sure that this trip was the right one, and deliberately asked: "Did you do it yourself?"

"Of course not." The middle-aged man had been observing Roger, pondered for a moment, and said, "A great existence helped me."

"Heroic soul?" Roger went straight to the point.

The little light bulb inside my body doesn't even have five watts anymore, and I urgently need to recharge it.

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows: "Do you know Heroic Soul?"

Roger did not answer. He mobilized a trace of energy from the source of light, raised his right index finger, and the top part of his finger suddenly shone with pure light.

However, this filament had too little energy. It lit up for a moment, then went out again like an old-fashioned light bulb with a broken filament.

Roger was not embarrassed, and said half-truthfully: "It hasn't been long since I met the Heroic Soul, and I'm not yet proficient in using it."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly and suddenly snapped his fingers, and his entire palm began to glow.

Roger could feel it through the source of light, which was the energy of the same origin.

In an instant, he felt relieved that he was still a straight man.

"How did you end up like this?" The middle-aged man pointed at Roger's ghost claw and asked, "How did you come to this world?"

Roger thought for a while and realized that this man had powerful indigenous forces under his command, which might be able to help him. Then he roughly described last night and his recent experiences in the real world.

Of course, a person like him would definitely not tell the truth. What he described was 80% true, but in key places, he mixed in some words that were most beneficial to him.

For example, in the case of Baron Samuel, he didn't mention devouring and transforming at all. He subconsciously felt that the ability to devoured demon souls and become stronger was unusual.

"...I killed that devil." Roger took the initiative to show the ghost claw on his left hand, "But he fought back before he died, and I became like this."

The middle-aged man's face remained unchanged, and he just said calmly: "When your light power becomes stronger, it will not be difficult to get rid of the influence of the evil spirit and return to normal."

Roger then said: "On the way here, I saw Florence sending a large number of soldiers to check for witches and servants of the devil?"

"I sent them out." The middle-aged man said directly: "The power of light is gradually dissipating. If you want to maintain the balance of this world, you must continue to weaken the dark power of the devil. Every time you use the holy fire to burn them to death, they will become more powerful."

Weak, this fragile world can continue."

Roger asked: "Where is the heroic spirit you met?"

The middle-aged man shook his head: "The heroic soul left a part of the human body as an energy core to help me use its energy to detonate the dark power and seal this illusory world, and then left. There are too few heroic souls and too many devils. He wants to help more

The more people there are, the more devils will be sealed.”

Roger nodded and deliberately followed his words and said: "The sacrifice of heroic souls has exchanged for the continuation of human society." He then smiled and greeted the middle-aged man: "Of course, without the self-sacrifice of the masters, maybe mankind would have perished long ago.

Already."

The middle-aged man accepted it calmly and said extremely seriously: "The devils are about to awaken." He asked Roger: "Is the world outside starting to become chaotic?"

"It's never been stable." Roger told the truth. "It's become even more chaotic in the past year."

The middle-aged man added: "Through the magic circle on the painting, I can sense that the evil energy in the world is increasing day by day. It won't be long before the world is bound to be in chaos and the world will be filled with devils."

Similar news was left by the heroic soul. Roger took it seriously and asked: "How long will it take?"

The middle-aged man closed his eyes and thought, and said slowly: "It can take as little as half a year, and as long as it doesn't exceed one year."

Roger sighed: "The situation is very serious!"

You need to seize the time to recharge, otherwise you won't even be able to protect yourself if it becomes chaotic.

"So, young man." The middle-aged man said matter-of-factly, "Take up your responsibility."

Roger was stunned by these words, pointed at himself, and asked: "My responsibility? What responsibility?"

By the way, do I look like a scapegoat? Why do you just throw the blame on my head?

The middle-aged man said seriously: "You are the person chosen by the heroic soul. In the illusory world, as an outsider, you can truly kill the devil. In the world that originally belonged to humans, you have the light power given by the heroic soul, and you are the devil."

's natural nemesis."

Are you asking me to be a hero? Roger is really not interested. Countless past histories have proven that heroes are the easiest people to burp.

But he does have to hunt the devil, otherwise how can he recharge his batteries?

Roger then said righteously: "From the day I received the power of the Heroic Soul, I knew what I should do! So, I took the initiative to take the risk and come to this world!"

With the power of heroic souls from the same sect and a proactive attitude, the middle-aged man nodded with approval: "I can't really kill the devil, I will try my best to help you."

"Can't you kill the devil?" Roger heard it just now, before he had a chance to ask.

"This world is originally composed of two forces: light and dark." The middle-aged man explained simply, "When I created the sealing magic circle, I used both light and dark forces. I am the same as the devil.

In this part of the world, if I or other Leonardo da Vinci soul fragments directly kill the devil, the magic circle will be irreversibly damaged."

"Once the magic circle collapses, the illusory world that blocks the gaps in the space barrier will also collapse, and a large number of devils will break into the world. I can restrict and weaken the devils, but I cannot kill them, and I cannot kill them."

Roger nodded and asked, "Can the devil kill you?"

The middle-aged man smiled: "They can't kill me either, and I am one of the creators of this world. Although I cannot control this world, I have an absolute advantage when facing them."

"However, outsiders are different." He changed his voice: "Outsiders have nothing to do with this world and are not restricted by the rules of the world. They can kill any of us."

Roger understood that the aborigines were limited by the rules of the world and could not kill each other. If they wanted to kill each other, they could only ask for foreign aid.

"We outsiders," Roger asked directly, "are we the devil's foreign aid?"

The middle-aged man put away his smile and said: "Things are not as simple as you think. More than five hundred years ago, the seven servants of the Demon King entered the world through the space gap near Florence to cause trouble, but they encountered Leonardo da Vinci who was waiting for him.

Finch used my soul fragment as the price to seal the seven servants of the Demon King."

"These seven servants are extremely powerful. At their peak, they had the strength to surpass the Great Demon and be infinitely close to the Demon King. In order to assist Da Vinci, the heroic soul split part of the human body, detonating the power of the seven demon servants, and the seal that had been sealed for many years

Weakened, the power is reduced to even the lowest level of demon servants. Although the demon souls of the seven demon servants can snatch the bodies of this world, those bodies are branded and cannot get out. If you want to leave, you need to have no brand of the illusory world.

body of."

"So..." Roger frowned, "We were brought in as containers."
Chapter completed!