I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

Franka opened her eyes and looked at Eliza

"Franka raised her hand and pointed at Eliza, with a surprised cry from her mouth," Yiyi said.

"What's wrong?" Eliza suddenly turned her head and stared at Franka with wide eyes, her voice hoarse like an old lady

"What do you see me doing?!"

"Franka swallowed my saliva, although she has almost no extraordinary talent, but as a member of the white wizard family

The only daughter, the only-heir, she has seen and understood all kinds of extraordinary abilities more or less.

And in the philosophy of life her mother taught her since childhood, strength has a price. Mrs. Eliza might be using something.

Extraordinary ability that pays a price

"No, it's fine." Franka smiled with difficulty.

"Are you okay?". Eliza's eyes almost bulged out, she grabbed Eliza's wrist that was covering her chest, she had an old man

The back of Madara's hand made me nauseous, "Did you think I was ugly just now?"

"No, no!" Franka shook her head violently, showing a look of horror.

"You lied to me!" Eliza looked crazy, and suddenly let out a roar, throwing off Franka's hands, bleeding from scratching the table

Dripping hands stretched towards Franka's slender and fair neck

"Ah!" Franka screamed, and then saw a flash of cold light - a knife across Eliza's wrist, like

Like Buddha cutting tofu, Eliza's wrist was cut open, and blood spurted out, splashing on Franka's white gauze dress.

Franka fell backwards in embarrassment and fell to the ground.

Eliza let out a painful scream and fell to the ground like a monster, writhing in pain-

A woman with a graceful figure like a dark shadow appeared from behind the scenes at the back of the stage. Just by glancing at this afterimage, you would know that after

Precision Throwing - A person with a dagger traversing the entire venue

He is the uncrowned king of all hunter groups, and the leader of the "Spider" organization Ichiori.

Ji Zhixu said coldly: "Whoever disturbs the venue, die."

Everyone present was awakened by the first wave of blood on the scene, and it was difficult to wake up from the bewitchment of "Lalaiye Text".

"People who can't bear the contamination of knowledge, who can't bear the contamination of the bookstore's hermit, can leave at will." Ji Bonong played casually.

Auction hammer in hand.

As soon as Ji Bonong's voice fell, the venue fell into a strange silence, and no one wanted to give up this great opportunity, but the ""

The powerful strength of Lalaye Text is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people.

All of you here are not panic-level superhumans, except for Eliza, who doesn't know how to get in, most of them have already

Thoroughly examine your own strength.

But this "Laleye Text" was enough to amaze them, none of them - not screaming in their brains to take him down

But also know what it will cost to win it.

Eliza's body was quickly dragged away by the behind-the-scenes staff, and even the blood on the ground was cleaned up, even in the air

The fragrance was sprayed to cover up the bloody smell, as if no one had ever died here.

Franka was helped up by Mike, and the hunter greeted Ji Zhixu from afar, expressing his gratitude.

Although, in fact, if Ji Zhixu was later, Mike would have twisted Eliza's neck right away.

"Dong Yi" The crisp sound of the hammer resounded throughout the venue, and the new round of auction started again.

However, none of the people present here are not rich and famous, and the most important thing is money.

But what Franka didn't know was that everyone present was under invisible pressure, and no one even dared to raise the sign in his hand.

Ji Bonong looked at the following situation with satisfaction, it was not that they were choosing books, but that books were choosing people.

How can they be qualified to buy books? Of course, it was the choice made by Boss Lin.

The hourglass on the field fell silently, making a rustling sound, and no one in the entire venue raised their hand.

Ah - isn't Uncle Ji Bonong embarrassed? The price is not too high, why don't you raise your hands? Do you want me to give him one?

How about a face?

Franka's little head was just scared to death by Eliza, and now she can't turn around for a while.

While Franka was thinking, a small sign was raised

Ji Bonong squinted his eyes, is this person the truth?

The scholar sitting under the stage was a little terrified, but his palm was clenched - a coat of arms full of spells, this gem-encrusted

The coat of arms was personally sent to him by the president of their Truth Society, just to maintain his sanity at a critical moment.

In a way, he does represent Mary, the president of the Society of Truth.

Ji Zhixu secretly said that as expected, as Boss Lin said, this "Laleye Text" was given to the Truth Society.

I heard that the president of the Truth Society has reached the level of gods and behaves in a decent manner. I thought they would not participate in this auction, but

Jing Ran also secretly sent someone here.

As expected of Boss Lin, Ji Zhixu sighed after seeing the ending from the beginning.

Ji Bonong thought the same as Ji Zhixu, he knocked the hammer three times, and the book was auctioned off to the scholar of the original truth society on the spot.

At the moment when the decision to hand this book over to scholars, the book

The lid of the box was closed again, and the pressure of that powerful evil immediately obeyed

The people's heads were removed, and they suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but the whispers in their ears and the powerful gap brought by the transcendence of their own planes still remained.

Makes people unable to think rationally.

"Next Book One," Ji Bonong said loudly, ""Soul of Vengeance," this raging flame is the most powerful source from the heart of human beings.

Deep desire, enough to recast your soul. "

Ji Zhixu looked at the servant beside him, and once again took the book wrapped in the exquisite box.

This time, it was also four rare smooth purple gems that sealed and suppressed the book.

Emeralds and emeralds have different sealing powers. Emeralds give people a calming and soothing effect, while purple gems seal spirits.

The power of the soul is even rarer than emeralds.

Ji Bonong smiled and opened the box gently. The book exuded a faint purple smoke, and there was an impressive writing on it.

"Vengeful Spirit".

Is this the refining of the soul?

The hunter Mike, who is standing behind Franka who specializes in protecting Franka, is already on the verge of being polluted.

Being struck by lightning, sweating profusely, as if experiencing the pain of being stripped of the soul from the body.

If the previous "Laleye Texts" were infinite spells and murmurs of evil gods, this "Vengeful Spirit" is the

The pain of tearing.

The reason why Mike didn't move when he saw Franka almost died before was not because he didn't want to move, but because he couldn't move.

It was the erosion of the body just now, and now it is the refining of the soul.

"

Mike let out a suppressed roar, and the people around him also showed expressions of pain and obsession.

Some people were out of control, and some people even shouted if they didn't understand.

Except for Franka.

She asked Mike anxiously, nervous and dazed at the same time, and wanted to cry.

What, what's going on?

Why is the title of the book different from what she saw! What happened to everyone?

So is this book really "The Count of Monte Cristo"? Someone tell me