Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

It should be very uncomfortable, very painful...

However, when Chen Mo made such a judgment, he saw the man grinning his lips indifferently towards him, and his blood eyes were extremely abnormal... No, it should be said to be extremely nervous and crazily turning.

"It's really quite, quite painful! Ah, ah... Pain! This pain is full of real feelings! But this is also the proof of being alive! It's love! This is love! It's doting ahhh Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Facing such a crazy man of unknown origin and obviously a little abnormal in his mind, Chen Mo didn't feel particularly annoying, but was aroused a little bit of interest.

Dispelling the preparation to use magic again, Chen Mo pulled a high-backed chair casually while walking. Chen Mo did not hide the interest in his eyes at all, and sat down two steps away from the man with a smile. And a sinister laugh.

"Three questions."

After adjusting the most comfortable posture, then leaning his upper body slightly forward, Chen Mo pointed three fingers at the man: "I ask, you answer, if you answer wrong, you will die, if you don't answer, you will die."

"Question? That's how it is... These are really three questions that put one's life on the line. It's really impossible to refuse."

The viscous gaze, as if sticking out his tongue to lick his eyeballs, fell on Chen Mo's smiling face. The man nodded in compromise, but his expression did not have the weakness after his life was threatened. Instead, he responded harshly. The voice laughed.

"Then, the first question." Chen Mo turned a deaf ear to the man's sinister laughter: "Who are you?"

"I?"

Restraining his laughter, the man slowly sat up from the floor, and then showed a weird smile that was beyond normal: "Ah, it seems to be true, it's really rude to visit late at night and haven't had time to say hello. "

The content of the words was maintained within the normal range one moment ago, but the next moment...

"This negligence... oh, negligence! This is the blasphemy of great favor! Forgive me! Forgive me! Forgive me for the sloth that failed me, who was so beloved! Forgive me for the stupidity that forgot my industry! Forgive me! !Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The man uttered unreasonable and wild words in a hysterical posture, while tears poured from his eyes. When his words mentioned forgiveness and love, those eyes that had been occupied by madness suddenly showed a baby-like purity. Flawless eyes.

Beating his chest fiercely, biting his wrist hard, biting his fingers... Chen Mo watched the man's crazy actions without any fluctuations in his eyes. After a while, when he finally stopped self-harm, his expression suddenly became calm again.

"I am the Witch Cult, the Archbishop of Sin—"

The fingers that were bitten to pieces, and even the bones seemed to be crushed, were twisted 180 degrees in a posture that surpassed the biological limit, and then limply drooped on the back of the hand, and the hideous lacerations on the wrist splashed out like a fountain Shooting blood.

Regarding the injuries to his hands, the man was still indifferent, and he didn't even tremble in the slightest.

Then, with a laughing tone, announce the name.

"[Laziness] is in charge, named... Petelgeus Romani Konti!"

After reporting his name completely, Petelgeus let out a piercing sinister laugh again.

The Witch Cult, and the Chief Sinner——Sloth Bishop...

About the legend of the witches who divided up the whole world 400 years ago, Chen Mo is of course very familiar with it.For this kind of important information about the background of the world, he had consciously collected the rumors and historical stories of various countries as early as the beginning of the journey, and then eliminated the parts with large errors and insufficient grounds, and integrated all the rest.

It can be said that his understanding of witches is even deeper than many aborigines in this world.

As for the Witch Cult, this heterogeneous church born out of Witch Worship, of course, he has also carefully investigated it.

"The lazy bishop...is really a great man."

Looking at the lazy bishop who just went crazy and is now in a relatively normal state, Chen Mo bent a finger and continued to ask: "Then I don't know that the bishop visited my small shop late at night. What else is there to do?"

"Of course, to complete the trial!"

The muddy vision was once again occupied by madness, but unlike before, this time Petelgeus did not harm himself or say any other crazy words, and when he talked about the trial, a pair of frenzied eyes burst out. Incomparably dazzling brilliance.

Full of enthusiasm, full of paranoia, bursting with the light of madness and delusion, with eyes so wide that they seemed to burst out of their sockets at any time, Petelgeus held his skinny cheeks in the palm with his fingers bitten off, The whole head was bent 90 degrees horizontally, and then turned backwards, at the same time, a hoarse and low voice came out of the throat: "Trial... oh, the one who bestows on us, the great trial!"

"What trial?"

"Find the silver-haired half-elf, test whether you have enough energy, and kill it if you don't!"

Silver-haired, half-elf.

Among the people Chen Mo knew, there was only one person with such distinctive features.

"That is to say..."

"Ah, ah! That's right, that's right, that's right! That's exactly what it means!"

Maintaining the posture with his face turned 90 degrees, Petelgeus suddenly turned his head from the left side to the other side, and the cervical spine suddenly made an overwhelmed click, and then his eyes climbed up from the bottom to the top. Staring at Chen Mo crawlingly.

"You, you are very close to that half-elf, the so-called... related person!!"

Chapter 41 Speaking of the Middle Ages, hunting witches is the quintessence of the times, right?

Coinciding with the last word of Petelgeus's voice, there seemed to be something surging in the shadows in the corner, quite obscure and full of unpleasant dark atmosphere.

"Ah... ah, ah, ah, ah!"

In vain, the extremely passionate emotions rose up, Petelgeus tore his cheeks with his hands and tried to raise his head back, as if he wanted to break his neck in one breath, the expression on his face changed from calm to extremely crazy in an instant , and at the same time looked at the man still sitting in front of him with trembling eyes: "It is related to the goal of the trial, so it may interfere with the progress of the trial! Such disturbing factors, such unstable factors... Ah! Too much , Yes, it’s too much! Too much to fail this great hardworking and generous love! You... are [lazy]!"

With the sound of the words falling, a wind of strong malice suddenly blew in the empty room. After a short moment, Chen Mo sat on the chair with his posture unchanged, and a silver-white streamer flashed in the depths of his deep and dark pupils.

next moment.

"boom!"

In the originally empty darkness between the two of them, a large handful of silvery white flames exploded out of thin air. Under the light of the falling flames, the madness centered on Petelgeus and continuously spreading to the surroundings was completely burned. All that was left was the goosebumps aroused by the cold air remained in place.

"This...this is..."

The silvery-white flames of the firework disappeared in mid-air just for a short time, but the trembling feeling that penetrated into the bottom of my heart through the sight, and even the soul seemed to be roasted on a raging fire, remained as an impression for a long time.

"How, how, how, how, how, what——!"