Night Crow Master

Yate took the wine glass from the bartender, and watched the surrounding eight-legged church members quietly squeeze the unrelated people aside to avoid the action of letting them hear the conversation, and couldn't help but chuckle.

At this time, a man in a black trench coat walked to the back of Yate and said in a low voice respectfully:

"My Pope."

"Banksy, are you here? Come on, sit down." Yate said without looking back, motioning him to sit next to him.

Banksy came to him and sat down, and then asked respectfully:

"Does the Pope have anything to do with me?"

And Yate just smiled, and then Banksy saw a lavender appear in his vision——

An illusory haze, like fog, similar to a spider, showed a pattern on it.

A large, pitch-black clock similar to a bronze clock.

Subsequently, the spider formed by the lavender haze directly bit the black clock to pieces.

"Have you seen it? The oracle delivered to us by the great octopus."

The system, in the appellation of the believers, is "the view of the believers".

Through the system, he issued oracles to these eight-limbed believers.

However, the oracle, of course, this thing cannot be too detailed.

The gods must maintain a certain sense of mystery and sublime, or the believer will lose the awe they deserve.

"this is?"

Banksy asked questioningly.

"Black Bell Church." Yate looked like a stick, interpreting his oracle like a real pope, "The Black Bell Church offended the great eight-legged Lord. We need to collect the Black Bell Church. Use their blood to sacrifice to the great Lord of Eight Limbs."

"The great octopus will give us more favors based on our contributions." Yate looked like a stick.

In other words, for those who make more contributions, Yate will upgrade their system——

At present, Yate divides the members of the eight-limbed church into a three-level system:

Congregational, bishop, and pope.

To put it bluntly, it is lv1, lv10, lv20-a multi-element zero-level to multi-element level two system.

And there are seven kinds of systems—the seven sins of arrogance, jealousy, and laziness.

These believers are equivalent to players in essence. Yate does not need to use contracts to establish any contact with them. They only need to issue instructions through the system, allowing them to experiment with this professional system as guinea pigs and forge his own career. Be a bedding, a stepping stone.

The material he used to make the system was essentially a magical creature constructed by the power of the magic eye-the magic eye spider.

Through parasitism, it is parasitic in the souls of the believers, presented in a systematic form, conveying his instructions, conducting reinforcement and professional experiments on the believers, and collecting data at the same time.

Yate will not easily contract any crows now-

Ordinary crows don't have enough strength, and they are not as good as the magic creatures he created casually—the crows in the soul state and even the belief state.

He will naturally bring the prototype of the Pope-level eight-limbed hunter career system, and make improvements at any time.

There are now two bishop-level eight-limbed hunter systems, one of which is Banksy.

The others are all cult-level systems.

Compared with the church-style, uncontrollable belief model, this kind of controllable belief with church skin reassured him.

After hearing Yate's words, Banksy lowered his head in thought for a moment, then replied without a smile:

"The Black Bell Church doesn't know which corner it is hiding in, Pope, we need some time to find it."

He didn't suspect that the ghost spider who didn't know his real name had any other thoughts and falsely preached the oracle. There is absolutely nothing wrong with the believers.

After carefully thinking about the Black Bell Church he knew, he seriously considered how to deal with the Black Bell Church.

"Yeah." Yatong nodded, and then said what he had told the sommelier just now, "This stronghold is suspected by the knight in the mist, you need to move as soon as possible."

Was found here?

Banksy frowned slightly, and then asked a few respectfully. After clarifying that the stronghold was only suspected but not determined, he immediately replied:

"I will immediately organize people to retreat and spread them all over the fog..."

After telling Yate about his next actions, he continued:

"Master Pope, please come over with me..."

After the head of Yat, he took Yat to the depths of the handover bar and entered a room.

He glanced inside the room.

On the right, a few people are standing in line in front of a small counter, waiting for something in silence.

The person at the counter is a member of the Eight-Limb Church.

The others are not.

These people lined up one by one, taking out some of their belongings and handing them to the people at the counter.

usury.

This stronghold is the original stronghold of the Eight-Limb Church. It usually exists in the form of a gang and its main business is lending.

Or loan shark.

Without staying here, Banksy led him through this room.

As they walked through the compartment, the partition door opened, and a customer wearing a plain trench coat and a deerstalker hat walked out of it and hurried away without stopping at all.

And this person made Yate squinted his eyes slightly.

Others can’t see it, but Yate can see clearly—

In this person's soul, it was completely pitch black—a group of weak souls was imprisoned in the depths of the soul.

Just like Rodman, it has been corroded by the "dark self", or that the soul of this person has become a devil.

The true self is imprisoned by the devil.

I didn't expect to be able to meet members of the Black Bell Church here.

But Banksy didn't notice it.

Is this person pretending too well? Or did he give Banksy not enough power and is weak in investigation?

Need to improve.

Yate's right hand inserted in the pocket of the windbreaker moved slightly, and the power of the purple-black magic eye surged, forming an eyeball, and then condensed a purple-black one-eyed spider, crawling out of Yate's pocket , Got directly into the ground, following the man.

Ten seconds later, when the man followed by the magic eye spider left the tavern, Banksy also led him to his destination.

In a semi-partitioned room, an old gentleman wearing a black top hat was sitting in the room without any trace of being tied up. He sat in the room like this with a book in his hand.

"This man broke into the bar, don't know what he wants to do, we can't help it."

In other words, Banksy couldn't deal with this person.

Seeing Banksy and Yate walking in together, he raised his head, and the sagging wrinkle of the sagging cheek muscles completely reflected Yate's vision.

The old gentleman glanced at Banksy with a respectful gesture, and confirmed the identity of Yate:

"You are the pope of the eight-limbed church?"

"Oh? Are you?" Yate narrowed his eyes slightly.