He Shenyan's trip to Bilgewater wasn't just about delivering a message. It would be great if it was. Everything could be so simple and smooth. It wouldn't take long to do it all at once.

Unfortunately, it's not possible.

——An Illaoi alone cannot resist the Night of Souls, which is why the business of Bilgewater taverns and brothels is so prosperous now. A lot of people want to consume something before they die, and get drunk.

.Money cannot be used after death, so why not spend it all now?

At least that way you don't have to worry about money before you die.

From a normal person's point of view, He Shenyan actually doesn't care about the life and death of the scumbags, liars, thieves and murderers in Bilgewater. However, if they died when humans were fighting each other's swords or even being killed,

He wouldn't have the slightest objection to Pike being killed by a resentful spirit who came back for revenge.

However, this is a soul-eating night.

The dead will be taken away and become undead, and return from the realm of the dead at the same time next year to contribute to the cursed master and kill more people. This kind of behavior that seriously disrupts the order of the world has a negative impact on Kamatai.

For Ji's mage, this is intolerable.

He walked on the high cliffs in the upper city of Bilgewater, where few people came. The biting wind blew by, and the fishy smell was so weak that he could hardly smell it, replaced by a faint floral fragrance.

He Shenyan raised his palm, and a touch of magic runes was placed on the ground as his right hand slowly pressed down. They will be activated at a certain point in time, and at that time, a surprise will be presented to him.

Insurance measures are necessary at all times.

The Soul Haunting Night is not only effective in Bilgewater. The reason why he came here in the first place is because it is an outpost. As an island, it is almost at the forefront of resisting the Soul Haunting Night. The black mist will follow

It spreads here until it spreads all over the world.

The mage continued his work until he reached the top of the upper city. There were basically no buildings here, and there were only a few wooden signs saying "There is no road ahead." There was indeed no road ahead, only the top of the mountain.

The highest point in Bilgewater.

He raised his head and looked at the top of the cliff that looked skinny in the dark night. The black robe automatically floated up without the wind. A light blue light poured out from the cuffs and fell to the top of the mountain.

He Shenyan returned to the ground and stretched out his hand to straighten a wooden sign that had become skewed by the wind. The writing on it had become distorted, so he snapped his fingers again to make it clear. Then he

, he said without looking back: "You followed me all the way. Madam, what do you want?"

A lazy and pleasant voice said: "I'm just curious as to why a handsome man who doesn't fit in with Bilgewater would wander into such a deserted place late at night."

The mage turned his head and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

A head of flaming red hair, the blurred light did not detract from the beauty of this hair, but gave it a stronger attraction. A delicate and white face, deliberately heavy makeup does not look serious,

Those plump red lips looked just right on her face.

In addition, her dress is also very bold.

Wearing a white tube top with tassels and a black short breast-supporting vest, her white and powerful abdomen was fully exposed. The two mermaid lines and looming abdominal muscles were fatally alluring. She was just like that.

Standing on the edge of darkness, with blurry lights behind him, he smiled lightly at He Shenyan.

"What's wrong, handsome sir?" She was very satisfied with the mage's reaction and asked with a smile while standing there.

"are not you cold?"

His next words almost made her lose her power, and the smile on her face almost froze. It took a while before she spoke again: "...Thank you for your concern."

"You should be cold." He Shenyan continued. "The current temperature is five degrees, and you are just a mortal. I advise you to quickly find some clothes to put on. The Soul Erosion Night is coming soon. Don't let yourself be infected by the wind and cold.

Lose your life. That would be ridiculous."

His words and his calm expression made Sarah Doom really stunned.

This was the first man who was unmoved by her beauty - before she was fifteen years old, there were such people. But when she really grew up and put on this carefully designed dress, she could always be seen in front of her.

I gained an advantage in the battle with the men.

After a while, she waved to the darkness. A middle-aged man with a serious expression came out, holding a thick coat in his hand. He handed the coat to her, and then disappeared again.

Sarah put on her clothes, even buttoning each sleeve tightly. Obviously, she was not afraid of the cold, and she was not an iceborn of the Freljord.

"Your body temperature should return to normal after some time. If you still feel cold, I suggest you drink some alcohol."

The mage nodded to her: "Then, goodbye."

"Wait!" Sarah quickly called out to him. "I have something else to ask you!"

She saw the man stopped. Although Sarah called him a 'handsome man', she actually couldn't see his face clearly at all. It was as if the other man's face was covered with a layer of gauze, or perhaps it was protected by darkness.

In short, she could only see clearly those eyes.

"What's the matter?"

"You had a conversation with the Bajru priest at the door of the Lardskin Tavern, didn't you, sir?"

"You're really well-informed...or maybe you've been monitoring that place, right?"

Sarah bit her lip. Shrunk in her coat, she felt flinching from the man's calm and non-threatening words for some reason - for a moment, she wanted to leave.

But, she didn't.

Because another man's face flashed before her eyes. It was an ugly face, a cruel face... It was the face of her enemy.

"Yes." She admitted happily. "The priest of the Baru people had a love affair with that bastard. His life and death are unknown now, and he will definitely go to find her. I must kill him..."

"I don't care about the grudges between you."

The man walked out of the darkness step by step until he came to her. For some reason, none of her ambush men gave a warning. It was only then that Sarah Doom realized that he was astonishingly tall.

He raised a hand, with pale skin that was too pale to look like human beings, and long and powerful fingers - Sarah suddenly had a suspicion: Am I really talking to a human?

She recalled what he had done, flying, putting down some points of light that disappeared instantly...

The hand did not hurt her, but gently pressed her shoulder. Then, Sarah raised her head and saw a face that she would never forget in her life.

"Go back and rest, take your people and recharge your batteries. The Night of Soul Erosion will come soon." He said calmly. "I will help you, just this once. As for the grudges between you and your enemies, just

Leave it until after Soul Haunting Night. Sarah Doom."

Until he disappeared, Sarah never thought to ask why he knew her name.

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