Quadruple split

"The Lord of Sin..." Faraosis, who is known as the God of Protection of the Country in Shawen, slightly narrowed his clear and bright eyes despite the vicissitudes of life, and there was a slight surprise in the original Gujing Wubo tone: "Is that you? ?”

Mo nodded gently, with a light smile on his face: "Exactly, to be honest, I didn't expect that the Duke would trust me so much, and he is not afraid of your jokes. For a down-and-out nobleman, I have spent this period of time The pressure is really great.”

Modesty and decent, extraordinary conversation, personable, neither humble nor arrogant...

The above is Farah's first impression of the young man in front of him. Although he cannot be seen clearly because of the half mask, it does not prevent the other person's temperament from making people feel good about him at the first time, and facing him He was still able to maintain enough composure despite the pressure he deliberately created, which shows that he has some strength. It seems that the temporary person in charge who surprised the royal family does not seem to be a fool or someone with ulterior motives.

This made Farah, who had always admired the Grand Duke of Garros, somewhat relieved. As long as he was sure that the former did not regard the outrageous tragedy in Banser City that day as a child's play, he would feel more at ease.

But after all, the matter is of great importance. Farah, who came here with the intention of getting to know the ‘Sin Lord’, did not intend to make a judgment based on his first impression...

"Have you heard of my name?" Farah calmly asked, regaining the vague pressure from before.

Mo immediately smiled and said: "Master, you are joking. As a sage of arcane and space arts, you are also the great astrologer of the empire and the protector of the country. How could I not have heard of you?"

Farah also smiled: "Then have you ever seen me?"

"That's not true." Mo shook his head: "But based on the effortless space teleportation before and the suffocating sense of oppression until just now, combined with your body... it's not difficult to guess."

Farah was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that because she came in a hurry, she was still wearing the same clothes she usually wore when entering and leaving the palace and the Mage Guild...

The purple-backed silver-patterned magician's robe exudes at least ten kinds of high-level enchantment fluctuations. The two ribbons, one gold and one blue, on the side of the collar respectively reveal his identity as a great astrologer and the president of the mage branch. He had also deliberately placed Farah, who put away his staff and several amplification rings, felt like an idiot.

But the little guy in front of him was very considerate and only mentioned two relatively obscure traces. It can definitely be said to be quite a face-saving detail. This detail made Farah's favor towards him improve a lot.

"Haha, people's brains tend to get confused when they get old. You are very good." Farah smiled calmly, then frowned slightly and asked: "It seems that Garros knighted you for no reason, but Why is it the Lord of Sin... You must know that this word does not have a good meaning."

Mo Po pursed his lips in embarrassment, and after being silent for a while, he sighed softly: "This is not Sir Garros's original intention, but it was my request after I learned that the Grand Duke wanted to confer a title on me."

"Oh?" Farah blinked with interest: "Can you tell the old man and let me hear it?"

"There's nothing unspeakable." Mo took out a broken coat of arms from his pocket, with a somewhat complicated look in his lowered eyes: "I told you before that I am a down-and-out noble. Although my ancestors also had a period of prosperity. Period, but he was exiled because of a big mistake. He just wanted to atone for his family's sins..."

Although Farah did not have a deep study of heraldry, he could somewhat sense that there must be many stories behind it, but the focus of his concern was not here...

"So you want to make a contribution through this incident and atone for the family's sins?"

The old man's eyes were deep and wise.

"It just happened to be the right time." A wry smile appeared at the corner of Mo's mouth: "I happened to pass by here some time ago, and found that Banser City has turned into a dead zone. Because I was worried about whether there were any survivors inside, I Then I set foot in that cursed land..."

Farah nodded: "Then what?"

"The endless resentment almost overwhelmed my mind." Mo Xin caressed his chest with lingering fear, his face slightly pale: "I feel as if I am in purgatory. Now that I think about it, I am lucky that I did not let my companions explore together. …”

He showed a gentle smile and raised his hand to lift a corner of his mask. The skin underneath was actually glowing black: "This is not a good look for a girl."

"This is..." Farah's pupils shrank suddenly, and he whispered to Mo who was putting the mask back on and holding it up: "I have never seen such evil power!"

The latter shook his head gently: "I don't know either, but it was probably the power of the perpetrator. Although I left as quickly as possible, I was still eroded. Unfortunately, no survivors were found."

Without waiting for Farah to continue asking, Mo took the initiative to tell: "Later, I met Viscount Tire and participated in the investigation as the first witness. Perhaps it was because I had been eroded by that power before. I could feel the remnants of that power a little bit, and when the Grand Duke’s noble investigation team came over, I found that under the protection of the priest, I could even trace the evil force in the city in reverse direction..."

"So you became one of the frontline leaders of the investigation team." Farah looked at him suspiciously: "Is that because of this?"

Mo smiled faintly: "I don't want the Grand Duke to put himself in danger, nor do I want those who were massacred to rest in peace. Of course, there is also a little bit of selfishness in it. As you can see, the Grand Duke's appreciation gives me hope. I I want to make meritorious deeds as a sin lord and revitalize my family..."

[Talent skill: Original Sin, cooldown completed]

The system prompt sounded quietly in Mo's ears...

"I sympathize with your experience and appreciate your character." Farah nodded, but then his eyes became solemn: "But I don't completely believe you..."

Mo nodded lightly: "Understandable."

"I hope you can completely trust me in the future." Although he didn't have much doubt about Mo's remarks, Farah still said in a deep voice: "I know Garros very well. Unlike most of my colleagues, he is a noble nobleman. , I hope he didn’t misjudge you...otherwise..."

A silver-white staff appeared out of thin air, with several substantive magic runes spinning around it. There was a crystal on the top and end that looked familiar to Mo, emitting a dazzling colorful light.

I saw Farah wave his hand gently, and countless stars suddenly appeared in the distant mid-air. Then a dazzling rain curtain splashed down with a roaring sound. The large number of 'raindrops' that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye were actually straight. Falling silver meteor!

"Stay."

But when they were about to fall to the ground, Farah grabbed the staff and slammed it on the ground. With a torrent of magic power, the space in the distance came to a standstill...

"Disperse."

The large-scale arcane sequence was instantly reversed with a soft drink, the stars falling like a rain curtain dispersed out of thin air, and the completely stagnant space returned to normal, as if nothing had happened just now.

The power of the Dharma God is so terrifying...

"Don't let down those who think highly of you and believe in you." Farah said lightly: "Take me now... eh?"

I saw a slender and graceful figure galloping from a distance, but without making any sound. Within a moment, Ji Xiaodao was standing beside Mo with a wary expression, looking at Farah coldly.

"Introduction, this is the companion I just told you about. Her name is Silent Prayer. Although she considers herself the maid of a down-and-out noble, she has always been my only female companion." Mo Chong smiled apologetically at Farah, Then he took Ji Xiaodao's hand very naturally, and faced the latter's almost shocked gaze and said softly: "This is Master Farah, the protector of the country. Don't be rude~"

Ji Xiaodao nodded stiffly, and then showed an unnatural smile to Farah: "Hello, master."

"Hello, little girl." Farah nodded kindly to the dark elf in front of him who seemed a little nervous: "Don't get me wrong, I have no intention of harming Lord Sin~"

Ji Xiaodao shook his head quickly: "I just want to inform... Mo, something happened just now at the camp. A soldier suddenly became very strange for some reason, his face was very painful, and then... exploded .”

Both Farah and Mo were slightly stunned, and the former immediately said seriously: "Take us to see quickly..."

"Wait a moment." Unexpectedly, Mo suddenly interrupted: "I have something else I want to tell you."

"What?"

"That's it~" Mo Tan's voice was very soft, and a hint of black light quietly lit up in his eyes under the shadow of the mask: "If it is possible, can you..."

Boom! ! !

[Talent Skill: Original Sin, failed to use]

At the same time as this system prompt came, a crystal that seemed to be used for decoration suddenly exploded on Farah's chest, and a tyrannical force suddenly swept out.

The Dharma God was pushed out several steps, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Mo stood in front of Ji Xiaodao immediately and blocked the powerful impact for her.

"Master Farah, what happened just now!?" After the sudden power gradually dissipated, Mo immediately turned to Farah and asked, while protecting Ji Xiaodao who was still in a sluggish state behind him.

"Be careful!" The Dharma God looked pale, and quickly outlined a complex seven-color magic circle in front of him, and carefully activated it. A colorful light curtain suddenly spread rapidly with him as the center. In an instant, the area within several kilometers of the surrounding area was scanned...

Nothing happened.

"No..." Cold sweat flowed down Farah's forehead. This calm and powerful Dharma God seemed a little scared at this time. He motioned to Mo and Ji Xiaodao to stand behind him and looked around cautiously. But nothing was found.

"Master?" Mo asked, seemingly worried, "What happened? That was..."

"It has nothing to do with you!" Farah shook his head and said, "What did you want to say to me just now?"

Mo turned back and glanced at Ji Xiaodao, then whispered to Farah: "I'm asking you if you can get rid of that mark on my face. After all, you are..."

"Now is not the time to talk about this!" Farah interrupted impatiently: "Something big has happened. I must return to the imperial capital now. You go back immediately and ask Garros to evacuate everyone from the vicinity of Banser City, and then bring When he comes back here together, I will leave a portal and tell the rest over there!"

After saying that, he didn't wait for the two of them to react, and immediately mobilized his magic power to tear open a relatively stable space door on the spot, and then rushed in immediately...

…

"You just..." Ji Xiaodao found that Mo had let go of his hand at some point.

"Quiet." At this time, Mo had completely lost the tenderness that seemed to show inadvertently just now, and glanced at her coldly: "If I hadn't blocked Farah's sight in front of you, he might have started by now. I have some doubts..."

After being silent for a while, Mo Cai said calmly: "I wanted to directly control the mage just now, but my skill failed to activate."

"What?" Ji Xiaodao was stunned, then frowned slightly: "Then wouldn't he be able to..."

"He has no suspicion yet." Mo shook his head and sneered, the dark light in his eyes that could make anyone go crazy in an instant gradually disappeared: "But he definitely knows something, and maybe he will find me before long... …”

Ji Xiaodao had witnessed Mo performing 'Original Sin' with his own eyes, and immediately whispered: "Then what should we do now? That skill did not take effect. Farah is the protector of the country, and his strength and influence are much higher than Duke Garros. If he has doubts about you...then..."

"So what?" Mo calmly stared at the portal leading directly to Shawen Imperial Capital in front of him, and said softly: "If you can't control it, just eradicate it."

Ji Xiaodao said with a bitter smile: "But if he can't be..."

"Original sin is not omnipotent, even though the world is full of sins." Mo interrupted Ji Xiaodao impatiently: "But if you can be invincible just by relying on a certain skill, then this game is too boring. some."

The latter looked a little confused.

"Everything requires a process." Mo ignored her and just turned around and walked towards Qianqian, muttering to himself in a low voice: "And I don't care about the length of the process..."

Ji Xiaodao followed him silently, and after a while he said as if he had nothing to say: "Going to find Duke Garros?"

"Um."

"There was an explosion of soldiers in the camp before..." When recalling that incident, the girl's face was obviously a little ugly: "How to deal with it?"

"It won't happen again." Mo paused for a moment, then remembered what his other self had done before, turned around and chuckled, "I did it."

Ji Xiaodao was not too surprised this time. After all, no matter what happened to the man in front of him, it seemed to be justified. He just shrugged and said: "Okay, I can feel that he seems to deserve to die, but how did you do it? "

“…..”

"Um?"

"You have too many questions today."

Chapter 63: End