After finishing the conversation with Bishop Will, Rhodes soon left the city alone and came to the nearby trees, preparing to enter the underground passage to meet with Samson.
However, just when Rhodes was about to return underground, he seemed to notice something and suddenly stopped his movements. He looked back in the direction where he came from, with a vigilant look on his face.
There, a girl with white hair was looking at him.
She wore simple cloth and stood barefoot on the ground. Her feet were covered with scars, including unnatural blackening and wrinkles that looked like they had been burned by fire, and hideous scars that looked like they had been beaten.
Various visions seemed to explain to Rhodes that there was something unusual about her.
Rhodes didn't feel any threat from this white-haired girl. It seemed that she was just an ordinary person without power. But for some reason, Rhodes had the idea of retreating. The instinct in his blood was constantly reminding him
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Rhodes didn't say anything. He just stood there and stared at the girl's figure, his expression becoming more and more solemn.
Unable to feel the power that belongs to this white-haired girl, Rhodes does not think that she is really just an ordinary person as he feels. Rhodes will doubt himself, with his current little monster body
, can’t even detect the level this woman is on.
"Elott, have you contacted Bishop Will? What were you doing just now?"
Feeling the footsteps on the ground, Samson took the initiative to remove the cover of the underground passage entrance, leaned forward and asked Rhodes.
It wasn't until Samson's words came that Rhode came back to his senses. He took a deep breath and said, "Yes, he is just like you said, he is happy to cooperate with us."
"As for me, I found an interesting person..." Looking at the white-haired girl, Rhodes's expression turned solemn.
The girl's unique hair color has already revealed her identity to Rhodes. She is a powerful heretic. Rhodes doesn't know the purpose of her coming, but he thinks it won't be a good thing.
"What?" Samson took out the magic eye next to him and looked around, scratched his head with his hand, and said with some surprise, "What are you talking about? You are the only one here."
Rhodes' pupils shrank and he looked at the white-haired girl again. What he was sure of was that the girl really existed and was looking back at him, but according to Samson, he couldn't see the girl at all.
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Rhodes fell silent, and Samson also realized that something was wrong. He showed an alert look and held the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand.
After a while, the white-haired girl stopped looking at Rhodes and walked towards the city alone, and Rhodes also looked happy.
"Who is she?" Rhodes couldn't help but have such doubts in his heart.
Looking at Samson in the passage, Rhodes asked: "Have you heard about the deeds of a white-haired girl? There are obvious scars on her feet. It is impossible for a powerful pagan like her not to have any information.
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"It sounds like you have encountered some kind of trouble." Samson thought for a moment and replied, "I don't know much about pagans. I have killed countless pagans in order to contribute to the Holy See, but
There is no white-haired girl you mentioned. Regarding these things, you should ask Ms. Spider."
Rhodes nodded and agreed with what Samson said. As the leader of the pagans, Ms. Spider should know the information about the white-haired girl.
"Are you going to find Ms. Spider? She was very reluctant to let that scary giant spider send us here."
As if he had thought of something, Samson had a bad look on his face.
"Oh my god, I just looked at it with the eyes you gave me, and I felt sick. How did you and her endure it? Just sitting on it made me want to run away immediately."
Rhodes shook his head and said: "Although it is a spider, its soul is much purer than other creatures. It has no other thoughts and always remains loyal to its owner."
"I came here to collect the souls of sinners. All souls I meet are considered sinners' souls. In comparison, spiders' souls are the purest." Rhodes commented.
"Do you collect the souls of other creatures? I mean creatures other than humans?" After hearing what Rhodes said, Samson asked with interest.
"Why do you ask?" Rhodes was puzzled.
"Because according to those members of the Holy See, only the human soul is the supreme existence in the world and can enjoy the glory of God. However, the souls of animals do not have this kind of treatment. Even after death, they cannot be treated like human souls.
Go to Cloud City." Samson added.
Rhodes frowned slightly and said: "I will only collect the souls of sinners. Those creatures are not even human beings, and do not even meet the conditions to become sinners. Their souls are useless to me."
Rhodes noticed that there were no restrictions on the types of souls in the mission panel, but according to Rhodes' own understanding, the so-called souls of sinners had to come from human beings. The souls of other creatures could not be called souls.
Sinner's Soul.
Shaking his head, Rhodes looked in the direction of the city again: "We are staying here for a while. I still have some things that need to be handed over to Will."
Samson did not question Rhodes' order. He took a deep breath and asked: "After talking about your business, now it's time to talk about mine. When can I become a sword master?"
Rhodes glanced at him, but heard Samson continue: "You said it before, didn't you? You said you would make me a sword master, and I betrayed my camp just for this." "What is the definition of Juggernaut in your heart?"
Rhodes did not answer Samson's question, but followed his words.
"A standard to measure strength? There are many more powerful forces than swordsmanship. If you simply want to gain higher strength, I recommend you to learn spells. A title awarded by the Stigma? Then I can tell
You, you will never be able to become a Juggernaut. But if you think that Juggernaut refers to an endless spirit, a brilliant will, just like a hero, you will have a chance to become a Juggernaut."
Samson was a little dazed by Rhodes' words. After a while, he said: "Then...how can I have such a will?"
Rhodes patted him on the shoulder and said: "I can give you the opportunity to inspire your will through some methods, but whether you can truly become a sword master still depends on your own efforts."
Samson seemed to have thought of something. While he nodded, his hand holding the sword hilt could not help but tighten.