Talos's purpose of descending part of his will to the Terra plane was very clear, collecting faith, strengthening soul fire, and then stripping the second original desire [jealousy] from his body.

He has personally experienced a jealous counterattack, especially after witnessing Remus' death, Talos dared not take it lightly. God knows when the second counterattack, which is jealous, will come.

As for helping Hernan handle Jerome, he played during this time to collect other information about the Terra plane and the idea of ​​testing the time ratio to the main plane of matter.

If the time ratio is large enough, similar to the situation where the Afalong plane and the main material plane are equal to one day in one year, the expenditure of a few days is obviously very cost-effective, and maybe you can also gain the favor of a Knight of the Divine Realm.

——Terra plane is not as good as the Afaron plane. The identity of the God-Envoy and the essence of the Low Demon plane have really helped Talos. If it is done properly, the fact that he killed the villain Jerome together can make his friendship with Hernan go a long way.

If the time ratio is very subtle or even synchronous, there is no way to start collecting faith, and it doesn’t matter if you waste a few days of time, and you just treat it as a good thing.

However, Hernan's efficiency was much higher than Talos imagined. Two days later, in the Sweet Water City, the Knight of the Divine Realm pointed to an underground bar and said, "Suppose my mind is as good as before, Jerome is here."

"Are you sure?" Talos confirmed.

The Terra plane does not have prophetic faction spells specifically used to find people and locate people, nor does it have the Eye of the Gods based on real-time monitoring of the Magic Net, nor does it have the Magic Net ring that can achieve instant communication. It took two days to find the targets that other Knights of the God Realm had not found in several months. Talos felt a little incredible.

"From five years ago, I have been working on sending Jerome into the Shadow Dungeon, until he died, and no one knows his habits, hobbies and past better than me."

After a while, the man with a vicissitudes of expression loosened his throat and added, "I know him so much, just like I know myself."

"Since you are so sure, what are you waiting for? Grab Jerome and hand it over to me."

Hernan did not respond or move, but just stared at Talos silently.

After a long time, he finally asked a question that he had been in a silence for two days: "How do you plan to judge him?"

"I said, believe it or not, I have been revelated and know something that you don't know. Although the Supreme Code was personally decided by the Supreme Creator, there has been no shortage of madmen like Jerome for thousands of years. The rules need to be perfected, and the world is about to usher in a change and a new order."

Talos's gray-blue pupils stared at Hernan, a kind of divine knight who was very familiar with, and what was called faith flashed there, causing him to subconsciously look away and dare not look at Talos: "They should be subject to a more severe trial."

After saying that, Talos pushed open the gate of the underground tavern and walked straight in.

Like all underground taverns, the environment here is very noisy, with poor quality tobacco, alcohol, and the smell of incense that is not as spices on the bar.

With the dim lights and the occasional flirting and miserable voices of men and women coming from the corners, to be honest, Talos didn't want to enter such a place for the second time.

Perhaps capturing the disgust that flashed across Talos's face, Hernan showed a look that could barely be called a chuckling for the first time: "This kind of underground tavern can get gadgets that are not available anywhere else, and some people just like to enjoy the thrill of prohibition here."

Then, Hernan's eyes became sharp and he searched everywhere in the underground tavern.

At this moment, the temperament of the Divine Realm Knight who had been depressed for a long time changed, like a cheetah that stretched out its claws and was ready for hunting.

"Oh hahaha, my poor Hernan, how long has it been since we met, since I've met my lovely nephew."

Suddenly, a sharp and nervous laughter penetrated Talos and Hernan's ears, coming from a remote corner.

It was a very thin man who obviously disguised himself in order to avoid the pursuit of the Knights of the Divine Realm. He looked no longer young, but time added a dangerous charm to him.

Talos guesses that the girls might like this kind of bad-looking uncle, otherwise four waitresses with heavy makeup would not be squeezed out at the same time on the sofa in the corner.

Jerome patted the woman in his arms and signaled her to stand up, with a sarcastic smile on her face, and looked at Hernan provocatively: "Look at your expression, can you cry? Hahaha..."

Talos glanced at Hernan. Although it was not as unbearable as Jerome said, the momentum he had just recovered was indeed extinguished.

The man covered his face, and the broken laughter came from his palm, as if he was a wall: "I knew you would catch me back. I know you too well, just like you know me."

Hernan looked at Jerome coldly, took out a copper coin the size of a palm from his arms and announced loudly: "Hernan, the sixth divine domain knight of the Earth God Realm!"

The waitress who had just stuck to Jerome left quickly like a rabbit, including the others who were letting themselves go in the underground tavern.

Soon, the underground tavern became empty, leaving only Talos, Hernan and Jerome.

Those who need to arrest the Knights of the Divine Realm themselves are villains with extraordinary power. Ordinary people may like to find some banned pleasure in such places, but it does not mean they have no eyes. It would be worth it if they spend their lives in it.

Jerome stood up from the sofa, tidied up his clothes, and looked at the Knight of the Divine Realm with some sadness and praise: "I thought you might become like me after a funeral-"

"It is very obvious that when the difficulties come, I will not imitate you, and hide under the stone like a sticky bug." As if to prove something, Hernan nodded again, "I at least have not fallen."

Jerome was not born a villain. In fact, twenty years ago he was an excellent reserved divine knight in the Earth God Realm, but what happened on November 3 that year completely changed him.

In just one day, Jerome lost the 11th Knight due to family background. When he returned home, he found his wife lying in a pool of blood, including his unborn child.

The double blow of career and family crushed the poor man's spirit. He went crazy, but he still calmly found the murderer and killed him with one sword.

The former Preparatory Divine Realm Knight was thrown into prison for violating the Supreme Code and killing several charges. After that, he went further and further along the dark road, becoming more and more violent and more dangerous, and completely addicted to harming people and killing people!

Talos's eyes wandered on Hernan and Jerome, and combined with Jerome's words just now, he came to a slightly dark conclusion.

Jerome didn't kill the wife of the Knight of the God Realm in order to retaliate against Hernan several times and repeatedly send him to prison—in fact, it doesn't matter at all to a mentally ill-behaved madman—his real purpose was to turn Hernan into someone like him and fall together in the darkness.

This way, it is proved that his decision to kill the murderer with one sword was not wrong. Look, even the true divine knight, who ranked sixth in the Earth God Realm, would choose to overtake the Supreme Code because of hatred, privately deprive others of their lives. So what's wrong with him?

Jerome is using his way to challenge the Supreme Code and the Earth God Realm!

Talos even felt that Jerome fled under the eyes of other divine knights for a while and returned to the sweet water city not far from the earth divine realm in order to wait for Hernan's arrival and use his life to witness the birth of another depraved man.

Talos's speculation was quickly confirmed.

"You know, Hernan, no one knows the pain of losing his beloved better than me. Think of the beautiful Jennifer!" Jerome quickly stepped forward, stood in front of Hernan without fear, and then pulled a mocking smile. "She also said a name before she died, and asked me to think about it, it seemed to be Gary, yes, it was Gary, I personally-"

"Shut up, you mess!"

Jennifer and Gary - the latter of which Hernan got the name for the unborn child, suitable for both boys and girls - the two names successfully ignited Hernan's anger deep in his heart because of the Supreme Code and the Knight Code of the Divine Realm. He knocked Jerome to the ground with just one punch.

"Yes, that's it, hahaha, you're worthy of being the famous Sixth Divine Realm Knight. You did a great job." Not only was there no pain on Jerome's face, but he was filled with fanaticism and joy, and he smiled happily.

He got up from the ground and slowly took out a sharp dagger from his pocket, not to resist, but stuffed it into Hernan's hand.

Then, the infamous villain guided Hernan to press the dagger on his chest, seducing a divine knight who was broken by his wife's death with the most seductive whisper in his life: "Now, pierce it into my heart, and you can not only remove a villain with sin in your hands for the world, but also for revenge for dear Jennifer and Gary."

"You can get relief by just a simple action, and there is nothing to hesitate to-"

"No, stop!" A middle-aged man rushed into the underground tavern, which was Hernan's friend Cork. "Hernan, should you put the dagger down? Jerome should be handed over to the Pope's Crown and the Elders of the Divine Realm to judge, rather than—"

Before he could finish his words, a thick black smoke-like tentacle shot out from the corner of the tavern and fell straight towards Cork.

"Damanla, the black witch, it turns out that you have been helping Jerome escape from prison!"

Cork roared, his arms crossed in front of his chest, and Talos noticed a dragon-language rune engraved on his thick arm.

The rune flashed, and a force rushed out, spinning and turning into an energy shield to block the attack from the black witch.

"Today is an important day for Jerome, and I don't want anyone to disturb him." A middle-aged witch in a black robe walked out of the shadow. She stared at Cork and then looked at Talos. "Of course, including you, my dear, an audience member must look like an audience member."

"I have always been very law-abiding, ma'am."

Talos smiled harmlessly at the black witch, and repeated the process of casting spells between Cork and the black witch just now, but he didn't hear even a spell.

The casting methods of the divine knight Cork look a bit similar to the rune priests who believe in the Fire Dragon in the dwarf clan. They will carve complex sacred rune marks on their skin, thus using their bodies as a special channel connecting the Fire Dragon.

The Black Witch, rather than defining her as a mage who controls elemental energy casting with her own mental power, is better called a bloodline warlock!

As for the source of blood, Talos was not sure. He had too little information in his hand. He could just hide in shadows or darkness and move around them. It might be a shadow leopard, a dark element lord, or some kind of monster or magic creature he had never heard of.

"Don't hesitate, my friend, I have made so many mistakes that even the Creator cannot forgive, and I should have died a thousand times and ten thousand times."

Jerome unbuttoned the buttons of his clothes, exposed his chest, and grabbed Hernan's hands, holding the dagger, and cut a hole in his chest, causing red blood to flow out.

"It's no big deal. I understand your power and ability. Killing me is as easy as crushing an ant. If it weren't for the damn Supreme Code and the shitty God Knight Code that restricted you, you would have wanted to do this long ago, right?"

"Just do it, the sun will rise the next day as usual, and the world will continue to operate. With the black witch here, no one will remember what happened today."

Hernan found his hands holding the dagger trembling slightly. When was the last time his hand holding the weapon trembled?

He couldn't remember it anymore. It was about the first day he received training from the Divine Realm Knight at the age of seven.

On the nights when he used alcohol to paralyze his nerves, Hernan had fantasized about the scene in front of him more than once. He was furious and happy to stab Jerome's body, again and again, until the other party's body cooled down, as if he could vent all the negative emotions suppressed by hatred, anger, etc. in his heart.

But only the Creator knows how tormenting it is for Hernan at this moment, and his soul is undergoing multiple tortures of faith, morality, code, conscience and reason.

In Jerome's self-analysis full of bewitching and sinful self-deservation, hatred covered reason and faith, and Hernan slowly raised the dagger in his hand.

"Yes, that's it, hurry--"

"No, Hernan!"

"I said, no one is allowed to bother them!"

The black witch opened her arms and a ragged smoke-like cloak appeared out of thin air, covering Cork.

Bang!

The dagger was nailed to a table next to her. Hernan opened his mouth with difficulty, but there was no sound. It was not until two seconds later that he heard the call for help from the depths of his throat: "Minos..."

"Very good, things don't have to be so complicated, so that Minos, the knight of the divine realm who has obtained the apocalypse of the Creator and the Lord of Judgment, will come to end all this."

clang!

Frost steel scimitar unsheathed.
Chapter completed!