At noon, the sun was fierce, and Sean climbed the Black Bat Mountain.

One stairs at ten steps, one hundred steps, and at this moment, the Black Bat Mountain has completely fallen under the control of the Luye Town military. However, due to the short time, although the military has cleaned up as much as possible, there are still blood everywhere on the way to climb the mountain, and occasionally there are still broken limbs and bones. Sean ignored these scenes, stepped on blood, dyeing his soles red, and Sean did not change at all. He might be a little uncomfortable when he first saw him, but he would be like that when he saw him too much.

"Lord."

Kneeling on one knee and holding his hands straight in front of him, Monens presented Sean with the symbol of power of the Black Bat Tribe, the bat scepter.

As he reached out to take it, a cold touch came, and a smile appeared on the corner of Sean's mouth.

"Knight Monens, you didn't disappoint me."

Looking at the blood-filled knights in front of him, Sean couldn't help but feel moved. When he went there, four returned, two of them remained on Black Bat Mountain forever, and almost all of the remaining four were injured.

In fact, the most dangerous time of the extraordinary team was when Monens rushed into the sacrificial hall to carry out the operation. At that time, the remaining five members had to guard the entrance and block the Black Bat Tribe who came to rescue. If it weren't for Crom, an animal-type demon fruit abilities with a combat power of the second-level extraordinary, they would probably not have been able to wait for Monens's success.

After encouraging her, Sean looked at the top of the Black Bat Tribe who was kneeling beside her.

In the battle at the sacrificial hall, the Black Bat Tribe survived only the Black Bones and the Black Bat Great Sacrifice.

Recognizing Sean's gaze, Monens spoke:

"Lord, these two are Hei Guda, the leader of the Black Bat Tribe, and the Great Sacrifice of the Black Bat Tribe. Among them, this Great Sacrifice of the Black Bat Tribe is a second-level beast soul priest."

"Oh, a second-level beast soul priest?"

Sean was quite surprised when he heard Monens’ introduction. After all, although the demon tide has started, the time is still short. It is indeed not easy for a potion eater to reach the second level during this period.

Sean knows a little bit about the beast soul priest, after all, the bat slave they caught before was this profession.

The Beast Soul Sacrifice is a relatively famous extraordinary route in the New World, mainly spreading among the Cheroci native tribes. Although the route is incomplete, it also has its own characteristics.

It seemed to be aware of Sean's gaze. The black bat priest, who was originally disheveled and had blood on the corner of his mouth, suddenly raised his head.

"Anais greets you, this noble adult."

He struggled to straighten his body, and at this moment, Anes didn't want to make himself look too embarrassed.

"Oh, you can even speak the common language?"

When Shaun heard the other party’s fluent common language, he was really a little novel. After all, in order to open up a new continent, many people in the Sutiult Kingdom learned indigenous languages, but indigenous people basically did not learn indigenous languages.

"Yes, honorable lord, I have lived in Mengfeitus for a while."

"Oh, that's it, then do you have anything to say now?"

"There is nothing to say. In your words, success is the king and defeat is the enemy. I just hope you can allow me to redeem my own life at the cost of serving you myself."

There was no crying, no loser wailing, but only rationality. At this moment, Sean looked at him with a high glance.

"Is it self-salvation? It's not impossible to reach it, but what value do you have?"

Hearing this, Anes's originally slightly cloudy pupils suddenly became clear.

"Dignity, I am a second-level beast soul priest. I have some experience in the cultivation of biological things. At the same time, I know this mountain forest very well and I believe it will be useful to you."

Silence, silence, Sean was not in a hurry to give his answer, he was thinking, while Anes was waiting for the verdict.

In fact, Sean is really a little confused at this moment. He can gain some source and power points by killing Anes, and he can gain a good subordinate after accepting Anes. Compared with the two, there is no doubt that the latter has greater benefits, but one of the problems is that loyalty. The saying that if one is not my race, the heart will be different is not just a saying.

"Anais, you really have a problem for me. After all, I can't confirm your loyalty."

"Dignified sir, I know it is normal for you to have such doubts, but I believe that time will tell you everything. I hope you can give me a chance."

After saying that, Anes lowered his head.

"Well, Anes, I hope you don't let me regret it or you don't let yourself regret it."

As the words fell, spirituality surged, and dark red light appeared in Sean's right hand.

After looking at Anes, Sean waved his head casually, and the little red light fell on him.

The beast soul warned that he instinctively wanted to expel this abnormality, but Anes suppressed this instinct and allowed these red lights to penetrate into his body.

Feeling the dandelion seeds successfully took root and sprouted in Anes' flesh and blood, a strange thing flashed across Sean's blue eyes. He originally planned to kill Anes directly as long as he had a little intention of resisting, but he didn't expect that there was no such thing. But that's fine. Since Anes gave his sincerity, he was willing to give him some trust.

Dandelion parasitics, change and blood lurking was transformed by Sean through the first-order witchcraft dandelion parasitics. Compared with dandelion, the two have greater practical effects, wider range, and stronger concealment. Although dandelion parasitics, change and blood lurking is easy to detect, they can exist for a long time and have stronger control.

For an excellent wizard, the witchcraft learned is not static. Generally speaking, a wizard should have three steps in the process of learning witchcraft. The first step is to analyze the template of the wizard. This step is more of a broad learning. The second step is optimization and adjustment. Others are always others, and everyone is different. No matter how good the witchcraft template is, it needs to be in line with oneself. The third step is transformation and innovation. This step is to express one's own things on the original basis. It is simple to say but difficult to do.

In this era, most wizards can only go to the first step and become users of witchcraft. A small number of wizards can go to the second step and become a qualified wizard. A very few can go to the third step and be an excellent wizard.

Although the witchcraft of Dandelion Parasitic, Change, and Lure of Blood, has various flaws, it is undeniable that it has indeed reached the third step, which is rare. After all, to reach this point, in addition to deep accumulation and hard work, it also requires that flash of inspiration.

"Anais, stand up. Since you are your own people, you don't need to kneel down."
Chapter completed!