Kelham.

A quiet seaside town.

This place was once a fiefdom of a great noble 100 years ago. Due to its remote geographical location and relatively closed news, the urban development of the entire town lags behind other areas around.

However, there were not many factories pouring in, and the town's environment and geographical structure were also preserved to the greatest extent.

Gradually, this place became a holy place for tourists.

There are towering churches and mottled castles, and even the streets in the center of the town can vaguely see the scenery from a hundred years ago.

Walking on the streets makes people feel like they have traveled time back to the last century.

As night falls, the noise of the day gradually fades away, leaving the town with a lake-like silence.

"Sorry, we've closed."

In the coffee shop on the street, a middle-aged man with a beard wiped the cup in his hand and said without raising his head.

"I'll come here to meet an old friend."

The person who spoke was a young man, but his eyes revealed a vicissitudes that were inconsistent with his age.

The middle-aged man raised his head and was slightly stunned.

"Soul-Devourer?"

“What’s going on lately?”

"The guys who have never met each other for several years on weekdays have appeared frequently."

"Henry!"

Just then, a car opened outside the door, and a woman pressed the window and shouted loudly at the middle-aged man in the cafe.

He was a pretty woman, looking around 30 years old, her hair was permed into waves, her face was covered with fine powder, and her wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were filled with happiness.

"Melissa, you guys go first. I want to receive a friend who has come from afar!"

The middle-aged man named Henry shouted.

Yarahan, who was standing at the door, looked back in surprise. Through the car window, he saw two children of seven or eight years old in addition to the woman.

"You actually got married and had children like ordinary people?"

Yarahan's eyes were full of incredibleness.

"It's nothing strange."

"Because of racial characteristics, we cannot have strong combat power. Instead of living a hiding life in the extraordinary world, we should try to adapt to the life of ordinary people."

"Although this guy's body has no foundation, it is extremely matched with my soul, and this new attempt has also opened up a new path for me."

Henry wiped his hands and walked up to lock the cafe door. He shook under the curtains and sat at a table and looked at the young and energetic Yarahan.

"You have changed your body."

"It seems that it is not far from the fourth level, congratulations." Henry sincerely congratulated.

"You just said that someone else has looked for you before me, who has come?"

"Black souls, paladins, shadows, sharks, and a few more."

"They came here to exchange some things with me. I have no interest in improving my strength now, and several of them were exchanged for them."

"Especially the Black Soul, although the fruit he gave me is of no use to extraordinary people, it can transform the body of ordinary people after taking it."

He showed a reminiscent smile.

“I am very satisfied with this transaction.”

"What a pity, Soul Devourer, you are late, I have nothing good on my hands."

Henry shrugged.

"In this way, I have completely escaped from the extraordinary world. I have really lived enough of those days of being chased."

After saying that, Henry stood up.

"Are you going out for a drink with me as an ordinary person, or?"

But Yarahan did not move, but looked at Henry with a bright look.

“Our deal hasn’t started yet.”

"Trade? Man, haven't you heard it clearly? I don't have anything valuable in my hands."

"You may not like some ordinary gadgets left."

Yarahan shook his head, "I don't want your stuff." He stretched out a finger and tapped his forehead.

"I need some information in your brain..."

"For example, the identities and specific activity areas of the members of the Alien Spirit Society!"

Although Henry's combat power is not very strong, he is proficient in ritual magic circles. To be precise, he is the earliest core founder of everyone to build a strange spirit society.

He has been around the longest and is also the one who knows the temper and strength of each member, so after listening to Yarahan's words, he instantly understood something.

"Soul Devourer, what are you going to do?"

"This is not what you should ask about."

"Equivalent exchange, don't forget our principles." Henry asked.

"That's your rule, not mine!"

"I only have one rule, grab whatever I want!"

Yarahan clenched his fists.

"You are going to secretly attack the members of the Alien Spirit Society and steal the treasures from their hands?"

Yarahan did not answer, but a ferocious smile appeared on his lips.

Henry laughed instead of anger.

"What are you going to exchange for?"

Yarahan spread his hands.

"Your life, your wife and children."

"Is it enough?"

"What if I refuse?!"

Henry snorted coldly, but the next second, his eyes flashed. Yarahan's body had teleported across nearly 10 meters of space, and pale flames lit up between his fingers.

The powerful oppression came, and Henry felt that his soul seemed to be trapped in the mud. Just as he was stunned, Yarahan's burning flames had already grabbed his head!

"Reject or agree, the result is the same for me."

Yarahan's voice rang out from Henry's ears, and the sound was so thin that it was like a snake crawling into the brain along its ears, and then entrenching in his brain, eroding his memories bit by bit.

"Soul-Devourer."

"Our code name is both a name and an identity!"

“It’s a pity that you chose the wrong answer.”

“It’s not only you, your beautiful wife and lovely children, all pay the price for your choice!”

Henry was stiff all over. As time went by, he felt his soul seemed to be frozen, and his perception was lost and his consciousness was stripped away.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he tried to restore a moment of clarity.

"Let them go!"

The mind in his eyes disappeared, Henry's soul was swallowed, and his slightly fat body fell to the ground, turning into a lifeless body.

"Poor guy."

Yarahan burped in satisfaction and digested the information he had just obtained.

"The fallen extraordinary person, this world is so cruel, and if you relax, you can only be eaten by others!"

Not long after, Yarahan opened his eyes and had sorted out the information he wanted.

He left through the back door and the streets of the town were silent.

"There are three left. Since you agree, you should not regret it." Flicked your fingers, and a wisp of black smoke floated up. The black smoke circled around Yarahan, and seemed to have received some kind of message.
Chapter completed!