In the dead of night, with nary a sound of insects in the hundred-mile radius, the moon veiled by dark clouds, Moro, who had been cultivating with his legs crossed in automatic hang-up mode, opened his eyes that shone like a galaxy.
“The dog finally came!”
After waiting for so long, he finally witnessed the moment when Chisos and his crew made their move. Moro quickly rose and channeled his soul power, peering through the walls of the house, seeing a sight that would make ordinary people lose their minds.
A monster, sporting a bird's head and human body, with a hundred eyes all over its body, wings sprouting from its back, and legs like octopus tentacles, led three other monsters behind it. They also had bird heads and human bodies with a hundred eyes, but lacked the wings and tentacles. These monsters were slowly approaching Penelope’s door.
Looking at these bizarre creatures, Moro immediately activated his True Eye.
【Name: Ordinary Old Angel (Chisos).】
【Race: Old Angel Race.】
【Identity: One of the believers of the Old God of the World.】
【Realm: Fifth Order (Seventh Order creature suppressed by the rules of the world).】
【HP: 10000.】
【Spirit Energy: 10000.】
【Soul: 1000.】
【Skills: Hundred Eyes Burst lv1 (Active skill, the hundred eyes on its body can release energy beams with mental pollution.)
Beak Strike lv1 (Active skill, the bird’s beak, sharp as a divine weapon, can easily pierce through the body of a creature of the same level.)
Flesh Wings lv1 (Active skill, spreading blood-colored wings to attack opponents, those enveloped by the wings will be crushed and absorbed by the wings.)
Judgement Tentacles lv1 (Active skill, the tips of the tentacles in the lower body have sharp thorns as strong as the beak, those who are pierced will also be injected with a source of mental pollution.)
Mental Pollution lv7 (Passive skill, those who stare at its body for too long and have a soul power lower than 799 points will be assimilated and polluted into lower-level God Servants.)】
【System Evaluation: An extremely disgusting bird-human hybrid, its power can only be exerted at the level of a Fifth Order due to the suppression of the world rules, but its body remains at the Seventh Order. It seems to be afraid of fire and lightning!】
【Name: God Servant (Claire, Kutch, Maybelline).】
【Race: Old Angel Race.】
【Identity: The lowest-level God Servant.】
【Realm: Third Order.】
【HP: 3999.】
【Spirit Energy: 3999.】
【Soul: 399.】
【Skills: Hundred Eyes Burst lv1 (Active skill, the hundred eyes on its body can release energy beams with mental pollution.)
Beak Strike lv1 (Active skill, the bird’s beak, sharp as a divine weapon, can easily pierce through the body of a creature of the same level.)
Mental Pollution lv3 (Passive skill, those who stare at its body for too long and have a soul power lower than 399 points will be assimilated and polluted into lower-level God Servants.)】
【System Evaluation: Three small Kalamis, but they are a dimensional strike against ordinary people. It’s recommended to burn them directly with fire!】
After reading the attributes of Chisos and his transformed Old Angel, Moro was startled.
‘As expected, Seventh Order is the watershed. No wonder I felt something was wrong when I saw the attributes of the Vocius clone earlier.
But why does this thing have so much HP? According to the previous pattern, Seventh Order full-specification should be 7999 points of HP, but now it has overturned the previous assumptions.
Now the Seventh Order full-specification is 10,000 points of HP and 10,000 points of Spirit Energy. Doesn’t this match the attribute panel after job transfer in the Western fantasy world!
But how come they are Old Angels! This is really ridiculous!’
Moro deliberately avoided the Old God, not mentioning or thinking about it. It’s one thing for ordinary people to think and say it, but it’s a different story for those with Spirit Energy.
Moro glanced at his own attributes. Looking at his HP and Spirit Energy, which had reached 50,000 after the Omnipotent title enhancement, and his soul power of 5000 points, he was relieved.
Maybe in his prime, when Chisos was still able to use his Seventh Order power, it would be a pain to fight him, but now that he’s suppressed and can only use Fifth Order power, then he’d be equally annoying to fight him!
After figuring out these things in his mind, Moro became curious about whether the experience points awarded for killing a suppressed Seventh Order creature would also double, after all, Seventh Order was the true watershed.
…………
Before the fight started, Moro cast a simple auxiliary spell called "Wall-Passing Spell" and directly entered Penelope’s room.
Thankfully, Penelope was wearing clothes. Otherwise, it would have been embarrassing.
Moro went to Penelope's bed and slapped her on her roundness, causing a ripple.
Looking at the scene and feeling the touch on his hand, Moro had to say, “Full of flesh!”
The sudden pain instantly awakened Penelope from her sleep. When she opened her eyes and saw Moro, she almost screamed in fright.
Moro quickly stepped forward and covered her mouth. Seeing the beauty in a state of panic, Moro didn’t play coy and directly explained.
"Pep, don't speak. Something’s coming. Don’t believe me, listen."
Moro pointed his other finger in the direction of the outside. Although Penelope was nervous, her attention followed Moro’s finger and she listened carefully.
Sure enough, a series of "squelch, squelch" sounds, like something stepping on muddy ground, reached Penelope’s ears.
Hearing this strange sound, Penelope's fear didn’t disappear, but instead intensified.
Now she really encountered a supernatural creature, and looking at the serious expression of the handsome man in front of her, Penelope’s heart sank.
It was better to be attacked by Moro, this bad guy, at night, than to encounter this monster that even veteran demon hunters treated with such seriousness!
Thinking of this, Penelope regretted coming to this motel. She would have rather stayed in the car with Moro and slept there!
But now it was too late to regret. Penelope could only look at Moro cautiously and ask softly in a low voice.
"Ro, are you sure you can handle them?"
"About 90%."
"This 90% chance of winning, does it include protecting me?"
Penelope looked expectantly at Moro. After all, she was still young, and her money hadn't been spent yet. She couldn't just die like this. At least she couldn’t be a virgin ghost!
But Moro’s answer was a blow to her.
"I don’t have any pressure. Even if I can’t kill them, I can still leave safely. As for Pep, you’ll be assimilated by the guys outside in one minute, at most one minute."
"Ro, you, you must be joking, right?"
Penelope looked at Moro in disbelief, hoping to hear a different answer from him. But seeing Moro’s serious and earnest expression, Penelope felt like all the bones in her body had been pulled out. She slumped on the bed.
Seeing Penelope, who was now in low spirits and seemed like she was in a state of existential despair, Moro stopped teasing her. He pulled Penelope, who was lying on the bed, up and said with a smile.
"Playing smart with me, huh? Now you’re scared, right?”
He just said that Penelope would die to scare her. It would be a bit too much to say that she would definitely die, but if Moro didn’t protect her, Penelope would indeed be infected with a source of mental pollution when she saw Chisos in his Old Angel form.
Ordinary people who get infected by this thing are basically as good as dead, unless there is a professional supernatural being to perform spiritual energy cleansing to force out the pollution from their souls.
"Ah? You mean I still have a chance, right?"
Penelope, who was woken up by Moro’s words, asked excitedly.
She didn’t care anymore about Moro playing her. As long as there was a chance, it was enough.
"Indeed, there is still a chance, but the fee for my help is quite high. And the opponent is a Seventh Order supernatural creature, so you’ll have to pay me at least 100 million dollars."
Seeing that Penelope had recovered her spirits, Moro immediately asked for an exorbitant price.
This was the official price. The Demon Hunter’s Guild had a fixed price. Completing a Seventh Order mission would earn you 100 million dollars and a Seventh Order purple outfit.
Although it was a very lucrative reward, no one had ever taken on that mission.
After all, the power of a complete Seventh Order creature was enough to withstand a nuclear bomb strike. Its destructive power was equivalent to a walking natural disaster. Each appearance was a major catastrophe, the damage it caused was immeasurable.
Hearing this figure, Penelope’s face instantly fell, giving Moro a quick demonstration of how to change one’s expression in a flash!
"That, that, what if I don’t have that much money? Can I pay you in kind?"
Penelope's voice got quieter as she spoke. As a true American, she knew exactly what 100 million dollars meant. Although she was beautiful, she wasn’t confident enough to think that she was worth 100 million dollars!
"It’s possible, but you’ll have to work for me for the rest of your life, and as your boss, I’ll take care of your food, clothing, and lodging.
How about that, Pep? Don’t you feel like you’ve hit the jackpot?”
"Ha, haha, yes, boss, you are such a kind person!"
Penelope’s smile was strained, and she had already started to curse Moro in her heart. After all, who wouldn’t mind being treated like a “horse” while also having to work like an ox?
But then Penelope thought again, even if she worked for Moro for the rest of her life, it wouldn’t be worth 100 million dollars. Then she felt relieved. No matter what happened in the future, her life was the most important thing now!
Looking at the slave contract that Moro created with contract magic, Penelope signed her name without hesitation and dropped a drop of blood.
Seeing this, Moro didn’t care if Penelope was willing or not. He directly put away the magic contract scroll.
Anyway, after this, her personal freedom would be under his control. Even if someone who upheld the law of personal freedom came, they would have to acknowledge this slave contract!
"Alright, now I’ll cast a spell to send you underground about five meters. Then I’ll cast a spell on you so you can survive without oxygen.
Just stay there and sleep, I’ll wake you up tomorrow morning and take you away from here."
Moro instructed Penelope.
Hearing Moro’s arrangement, Penelope was a little worried, but she still nodded. She chose to trust Moro, after all, she was his slave now. Who else could she trust!
Seeing Penelope nod, Moro placed his hands on her shoulders. The next moment, two earth magic formation diagrams appeared under Penelope’s feet.
Then, another simple basic magic formation appeared on Penelope’s body.
After simply casting three spells on Penelope, her body began to sink slowly. The earth became like water, easily penetrated by her body.
In a matter of seconds, Penelope’s well-proportioned body disappeared from the room.
After all, she was his exclusive maid in the future, so Moro cast two layers of earth magic on her, Earth Spirit·Earth Power, which would be enough to keep her alive tonight!