What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?.

Heidaram, in the soul space of Eros.

Under Barbara's gaze, the small silver crescent moon suddenly flickered slightly, as if conveying some message.

Barbara frowned slightly, turned her head to look at Eros, and said with a puzzled look on her delicate face:

"Zelwini said that she just went to take a look and found that the master's statue is still just a human-shaped stone sculpture. It does not have delicate facial features like you just said."

Eros looked at Barbara with an innocent expression. He was not lying. In his original vision, the statue of the ancestor did have delicate facial features.

Fortunately, Barbara did not expect to get a specific answer from Eros. She lowered her head and thought for a while, then turned her head to look at the small Book of Night floating next to the silver crescent:

"Stupid book, can you feel the hidden power on the statue of the master?"

Soon she got a negative answer.

To be honest, Barbara was not surprised at all by this answer.

After all, this stupid book, like himself, has been in the film industry for tens of thousands of years.

If she could sense the hidden power in the statue, she would have noticed it long ago and there would be no need to wait until now.

Looking at Barbara's wrinkled face, Eros whispered to comfort her:

"Since I can't figure it out, then forget about it. I'll go and have a look when I become stronger. Maybe I'll be able to find some clues by then."

Barbara sighed. This was all that could be done now.

But judging from what happened just now, there must be some secrets hidden in the statue of the master in the Shadow World Temple.

I just don’t know if it has anything to do with the master’s return.

Seeing that his comfort had worked, Eros couldn't help but smile.

Then he chatted with Barbara and Cynthia in the soul space while patrolling the streets in the heavy rain, stepping on the puddles that were above his calves.

This small talk lasted for a long time, during which Eros and Cynthia did most of the talking.

As an inexperienced woman, Barbara could only stand aside and listen in annoyance, interrupting from time to time.

Tseringni was listening at the side, her eyes blinking, as if she was enjoying it very much.

As for the Book of Night and the tentacle with a big eyeball, one of them was floating in the air motionlessly, while the other one had a big, sparkling eye and looked at this and that.

Looking at Barbara who looked a little annoyed, Cynthia thought for a moment, then turned her head and said to Barbara:

"Do you want me to share my feelings with you next time?"

"I've never been exposed to this before. I've only seen other people do these things. Now that I feel it myself, it's really new and novel."

“No wonder there are so many happy believers.”

"How about it? Do you want to feel it?"

"With that one percent of soul authority, I should be able to share my feelings with you simultaneously, as long as you are willing."

"Or, if you feel that your body is not suitable for you, I can also control the body of the monster to become your appearance."

"After the strange creature obtained that 1% of soul authority fragment, there is no limit to the number of souls it can graze."

"She can take on the form of any soul she herds or devours."

"As long as you cut out one thousandth of your soul for her to devour, she can transform into your appearance."

"It's only one in a thousand. It won't have any impact on you."

After listening to this long speech, Barbara blushed and waved her hand:

“No…no…no need!”

Eros, who was standing by, was very surprised when he heard this:

"Didn't she need to devour 1% of the soul before? Could it be that the soul authority enhanced her ability to that part?"

Cynthia nodded slightly: "Soul authority enhances her ability to analyze souls, and also increases her power to steal souls."

"She can now steal small portions of souls from the dead, the living, and warlocks without anyone noticing."

"If the master wishes, the strange creature can now change into a different appearance every day."

"Master, don't worry. If it's only one in a thousand, it won't cause any harm to people. At most, it will make them sleepy for a while."

"Even if they are stolen from the souls of the dead, it will not affect their entry into the River of Samsara."

Eros frowned and said, "By devouring too many souls, the memories of different souls are intertwined. Wouldn't this confuse Erza's memory?"

Cynthia replied in a natural tone: "The memory fragments contained in one thousandth of the soul are very small."

"With the power of soul authority, I can remove that part of the memory fragment and turn it into a blank soul."

Eros was amazed. With this soul authority and Erza's ability to transform into the appearance of any soul to be grazed or devoured, it really is like one person is one ball.

Thinking of this, Eros's gaze subconsciously fell on Barbara.

Barbara immediately said in shame and anger: "Don't look at me. I won't give away one thousandth of my soul so that she can look like me."

Hearing this, Eros felt quite regretful.

After all, it looks quite exciting to see two identical Barbaras, one leg wearing white stockings and the other leg wearing black stockings, together.

At five o'clock in the morning, Eros pulled his consciousness out of the soul space and stopped teasing Barbara, who was already blushing with embarrassment.

He changed out of his raincoat in the Special Operations Department office, said goodbye to Peter and David, and got on the carriage that was waiting at the gate.

Vivian might still be there catching ordinary people who stole ancient coins, so she hasn't returned to the Special Operations Department office yet.

What Eros didn't know was that somewhere in Gram Hill Park.

A night watchman wearing a raincoat and pretending to be a temporary worker came to his captain and reported:

"Captain, no one suspected to be a warlock sneaked in here last night."

The captain nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Seeing this, the team member asked curiously: "Captain, why do we have to keep an eye on this place?"

The captain did not hide it from his players:

"Legend has it that the Kingdom of Night was founded by the remnants of the Night. Didn't a remnant of the Night sneak into Haidaram two months ago?"

"At that time, none of us knew what the purpose of the remnant of the night was for sneaking into Haidaram, and why we hadn't heard any movement for so long."

"But the ruins of the Kingdom of Darkness that were washed out by the heavy rain the day before yesterday gave me a guess."

"Is that remnant of the night coming here for the remains of the Kingdom of Night buried in Haidaram?"

"Even if he didn't come here for this, the appearance of the ruins of the Country of Darkness might attract him to come and check it out."

"Because this represents the most glorious time for the evil remnants, it is normal for the remnant of the night to come and pay tribute to them."

"That's why I reported this to His Excellency the Archbishop and applied for a garrison here. My purpose is to find the remnants of the Darkness that are still lurking in Haidaram."

"But, the remnant of the Dark Night is said to be very powerful. Can we deal with him?" The team members were a little worried.

The captain smiled and said, "I got a message that Ms. Vivian from the General Administration is also here now."

"With her strength, she will definitely come over as long as a fight breaks out here."

"When the time comes, even if we are still defeated, our entire team, plus Ms. Vivian, should be able to hold out until reinforcements arrive."

The team members suddenly realized.

"Okay, let's change shifts. We can't let our guard down during the day." The captain patted the team member on the shoulder and smiled.