The devil will do anything to corrupt the souls of mortals, but he will never use force to force him.
Of course, finding someone to kill your whole family and then selling you the location of this group of people and the power to kill them is not considered the use of force in their eyes.
The purer the souls, the higher their value, and the stronger the energy gained after successfully corrupting them.
Most of the monks who only care about the perfection of martial arts and practice, pursue extraordinary realms without caring about personal vanity or wealth, have quite high soul quality.
In particular, here, the most valuable soul is the Paladin. The soul of the Paladin is the favorite of high-level devils and even hell lords. The energy gained by letting a Paladin who is loyal to his faith fall into hell is at least equivalent to more than a thousand
The soul of an ordinary person can at least promote more than a hundred little devils to a higher-level steel devil.
Therefore, Paladins have always been loved by the devil. You would be embarrassed to say that you are a Paladin without encountering dozens of temptations from the devil on your growth path.
As for the means of corrupting the soul, generally speaking, it is to sign a special soul contract. The devil's soul reaper will throw out a lot of dazzling bait, making this type of contract extremely tempting to potential soul sellers.
Of course, there are exceptions. Even if the Hell Lord is in a different plane, as long as he senses the call of a mortal and responds to it, he has signed a contract. However, a preparatory soul reaper like the Little Devil must first change the target's camp to lawful evil.
Only then can a contract be established.
"I don't know what is going on with these monks now, and where the devils who tempted them have gone. I am already 70-80% sure that they are here to balance the scales." Hui Feng said slightly anxiously.
This group of devils has been here for a while. If they had found the balance of the scales and left first, then I really don’t know how to continue the mission of his chosen people.
"How come you are so sure?" Sherlock was curious as to why the other party was suddenly so sure.
Hui Feng thought for a while and decided to tell the truth. The plot has developed to this point and there is nothing to hide.
He received the news that the Balance Scale was last seen being transported to the Sea of Fallen Stars by a group of Tyrian priests to suppress an evil thing.
"I suspect that such evil things are related to the devil. This can also explain why there are such purgatory creatures haunting here. They should want to unlock the seal of such evil things."
"This logic is indeed self-consistent, but the evidence is still too little." Sherlock did not deny this idea, but for more specific situations, he preferred to wait until tomorrow to fully explore one of the islands.
So everyone finally decided to spend one night repairing here first.
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In a quiet dark night, in a dilapidated room, a group of people were busy doing their own things around a bonfire.
Today is Huifeng's turn to go offline, and Liya, as an NPC, is already exhausted from cutting down walls for a long time, and has already fallen asleep, so only four of them are still awake at this time.
With nothing to do, Sherlock flipped through the "Witch's Diary" again. Although this book was called the Witch's Diary and the protagonist was Leatherman's witch, the author was Verimoni, a male spellcaster.
Leatherman is a very strange country. The men there are berserkers who fight with axes, spears, swords and bows and despise armor. Only women have the opportunity to become spellcasters who are skilled in the use of spells.
In Faerun, spellcasters always have a higher status than ordinary people. In Leatherman society, witches occupy a position equivalent to that enjoyed by high priests in most other Faerun cultures. When a country has a large group of women,
When one has a higher status than men, a feminist society will naturally emerge.
But the strange thing is that although it is a feminist country, they still introduced a male warrior as the nominal leader.
Perhaps it is to prevent the men in the country from rebelling; perhaps they are all trying to understand the secret of life, so they have no time or inclination to deal with the trivial matters of running the country.
In short, being a man in Leatherman is not a very pleasant thing, unless you are a Verimoni, in which case you are qualified to serve those noble witches, but you will also lose your freedom forever
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And this book was written by Verimoni, a man who escaped from the control of a witch.
"Interesting, I didn't expect Leatherman to be in such a situation." He only read a few pages before he was completely attracted.
Although there are players living in Leatherman, with their current strength, they obviously have no access to such secret unspoken rules, and even ordinary people don't even know that the witch is the real leader of Leatherman.
'In order to prevent being persecuted by mortals thousands of years ago, the Witches Alliance designated a series of...'
Sherlock was reading Leatherman's special laws when a chill made him shiver.
"Be careful!" As soon as the book was closed, he turned into a blue frog form, and a golden shuriken appeared in his hand.
The other three people were also ready under his call. Even Liya stood up with a sudden jerk. After all, she was a halfling thief, and her premonition and reaction to danger were extremely strong.
"Woooo..."
A wail sounded, and translucent figures emerged from the wall.
Fikri (Ghost, Commander): Level 37, HP 93966, professional monk, incorporeal.
Sherlock scanned the ghosts with the Vision of Truth. There were 54 ghosts in total, all with names. It looked like they should have been transformed from the monks in the original monastery.
Fifty of them are elites, armed with bare hands, and four commanders are armed with different weapons.
"Excuse me..." he asked. Ghosts are also highly intelligent creatures after all. It would be best if they could communicate.
But this group of ghosts didn't appreciate it very much, and they all rushed over without saying a word.
"These ghosts should be left by the devil to stop us." Liya shouted, and threw out a mission again.
Liya's Request 37: Kill the fallen monk ghost and protect Liya's safety.
Since it doesn't make sense, and now there is a mission, Sherlock certainly won't hold back anymore. As soon as the frozen gaze opened, the commander at the front was frozen in the void, and then the golden shuriken flew away with a ray of light.
past.
"Yu Dou, the four commanders are handed over to me!" He shouted, flames rose up all over his body, and he rushed out of the room in his half-fired form.
