When the count came, he stood not far away. He saw that the hall was empty and that everyone was sitting neatly in the corner. The count smiled.

They had been on guard, but it was no surprise. He knew that the believers of Prometheus had the ability to predict danger.

When he came down to the hall with three departments, the count sat at a table, looked at worm with a smile and said, "would you mind pouring me a glass of wine?"

Worm calmly went to the table and poured a glass of wine for the count.

Ogg standing behind him was expressionless, or his expression was blocked by his beard and hair.

Linda\'s body was shaking and Toka held her mother\'s hand tightly.

Silva lowered her head and tried her best to restrain the shaking of her body. Helena grabbed her brother\'s arm and the unknown liquid flowed down her skirt to the ground.

Guatel\'s chin was shaking and his teeth were knocking together, clicking and clicking.

The prestige of the count made everyone tremble. Except for the "poet", although he became disabled, the third-order believer\'s status was still there.

The poet looked back, smiled at guatel, pinched his cheek and tried to help him relax.

The hall was silent. The count drank the wine and said with a smile, "I really can\'t bear this mellow fragrance. It\'s my fault. I shouldn\'t let you leave the valley."

With that, he also poured a glass for worm and motioned worm to sit down and drink slowly.

Worm didn\'t sit down. He took his glass and drank it. He took a deep breath: "I\'ve never betrayed you anywhere."

"If only it were true," sighed the count. "If you hadn\'t betrayed me, where would these people come from?"

"They are my friends."

"You have so many friends, why don\'t you tell me?" the count shook his head. "You deceived me for so long."

They fell into silence. The count suddenly smiled and said, "don\'t be so nervous. Tell me about your friend. Start with the believer of Prometheus. What\'s your name?"

"His name is Ogg," said worm

"Ogg, I remember you." the count smiled. Ogg was the object he wanted to focus on. He wanted to get rid of him when he was alone, but he didn\'t expect that these people had been gathering together, so that the count didn\'t find a chance to deal with him alone.

"And this, this is a believer of the LORD God. What\'s your name?"

"The poet" smiled, "the name doesn\'t matter. I like to sing praises to the gods with beautiful poems."

"Poet" is the second target in the count\'s eyes. He knows that "poet" is above the second level, but a disabled person does not pose a great threat to him.

"You have another disciple?" the count looked at guatel, and guatel\'s teeth began to "play music" again.

"Don\'t scare my friend," the poet pinched guatel\'s cheek. "He\'s not my disciple. It\'s my honor to be his friend."

Among these people, only the "poet" did not show any fear, which made the count reassess his strength. It seems that he is more difficult to deal with than Ogg.

"There are still a group of white ducks left. Don\'t mind. This is my habit. In my opinion, white ducks are not contempt. I hope you will still be friends in another world."

The count drank another glass of wine, stood up and said to worm, "what else do you want to say?"

Worm retreated into the crowd, shook his head and said, "no more."

This was the third task given by Manda to finish what she wanted to say to the count. After that, don\'t speak again.

"I have a few more words to say," the count poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip, "Worm, I am also your friend. I should be your only friend. Your friend may not know that you are just a bug, an ugly bug hiding in a book and eating paper. I gave you wisdom and dignity. Even your name was given to you, but you deceived me!"

While talking, the second-order spider peddle weaves a big web and surrounds the people in the corner to prevent them from escaping.

Next, the spider silk spread in the hall and began to destroy worm silk.

The count did not know this, but he knew the truth. In the wormwood tavern, worm would give play to his unexpected strength, which he had already prepared for.

Nadia went to the door to prevent strangers from breaking into the tavern and affecting the count\'s massacre.

Water demon waters was not idle. She made a layer of water on the ground, which just covered her feet. The slippery ground made the paralyzed "poet" unable to move.

Worm looked at the "poet" nervously. No one expected that the count would have such a means. The accumulated water on the ground would pose a fatal threat to the "poet".

The poet looked at the count calmly and was not flustered by the sudden variables.

The count exclaimed, "you are worthy of being a believer of the LORD God. I appreciate your calm."

Having said what should be said and done, from ankle to forehead, dozens of eyes appeared on the count, dozens of pupils contracted instantly, and dozens of golden lights were emitted at the same time.

The poet immediately summoned an invisible shield to temporarily block the golden light. At the same time, worm and Ogg lifted the floor and raised a huge silver shield from under the floor. The silver shield was polished very smoothly, and the shield reflected the figure of the count like a mirror.

The "poet" wrapped the invisible shield around him, and the golden light reflected on the silver shield was reflected back. The count stepped back and avoided his golden light. The count was surprised by the other party\'s careful response.

Werm knew the count\'s skills very well. Through his description, "poet" and guatel created this silver shield that could restrain the count.

Everyone hid behind the silver shield and only left the "poet" outside. According to the plan, the "poet" should climb behind the silver shield immediately, but as soon as his hands made a force, he fell on the floor, and the slippery ground made it difficult for him to walk.

Worm and Ogg couldn\'t move with their heavy silver shields, and the others trembled and dared not move.

Only guatel carefully stretched out a hand from behind the silver shield, grabbed the poet and dragged hard.

"Come on, come on," guatel shouted hard. "Come on!"

It was too late. The count would not give the "poet" another chance. A hundred eyes gathered on the count and slowly converged into a huge pupil.

The pupil of the abyss of Argos, a hundred eyed giant, is condensing scarlet light.

The "poet" kicked off guatel\'s hand, let him hide behind the silver shield, and then summoned the invisible shield.

He knew that the invisible shield could not stop the pupil of the abyss, but it was the only resistance he could make.

In the pupil, the red light was about to gush. "The poet" thought the count would kill him first, but he was wrong.

Through the water on the ground, the count saw the reflection behind the silver shield. Everyone\'s reflection was very clear.

He wants to pass through the water and reflect the red light behind the silver shield.

The "poet" saw the count\'s intention, but could not stop the count\'s action. He shouted and asked worm and Ogg to escape immediately, but they could not escape the count\'s attack with heavy silver shields.

The red light passed through the pupil and rushed to the water. The poet screamed in despair.

But the red light did not reflect to the silver shield, but dissipated in a fog.

The fog sent out a pungent smell. When the spread of the count\'s side, the huge pupils immediately dissipated and became a hundred eyes again. Each eye was red, including the pair of eyes on the count\'s face.

Is this... The fog of wine?

The count looked at the shadow in the corner in surprise, and a man stood in the shadow.

The man rubbed his eyes and touched the wound on his body.

There were several wounds on his body, which were shot by the count\'s golden light, some with scorch marks and some with blood.

Why is there another person here? Why didn\'t you see him just now?

The man looked at the count and said, "why did you hit me?"

The count stepped back and said, "who are you?"

The man asked, "who are you?"

The count was stunned for a moment and suddenly said with a smile, "you are also worm\'s friend. It seems that worm has a lot of friends."

The man shook his head, sucked his nose, coughed and said, "don\'t talk such nonsense. I asked you why you hit me?"