"At this moment, please gaze into the deep valley.

The river of blood is right in front of you.

It is boiling and boiling criminals who violently hurt people.

Ah——!h

Blind greed and mad rage,

Drove them to commit such sins in their short lives,

Now they are immersed in sorrow, and they are suffering forever in the boiling blood!

......”

Ronald unhurriedly recited the poems from the Divine Comedy, the words describing the scene of hell, and in this way slowly echoed in front of the two of them.

Forthwith.

In the labyrinth of vines, the black mist, which symbolizes the power of 'rage', disappears.

Correspondingly, it was in this 'gladiatorial arena' that had been opened up in the battle just now.

The black mist that manifests itself from the power of the Hell Blood River.

Slowly emerged at Ronald's feet.

Smack-

With a soft sound, Ronald closed the pages of the Divine Comedy - Inferno.

Patricia quietly stared at the man in front of her.

After he had completed all these actions, the girl set her eyes on the "Original Text" in the other party's hand.

"Ronald, what is this ......?"

Patricia saw that the Divine Comedy was an original text.

But she didn't choose to break it directly, but waited for Ronald's answer.

Hearing the meaning in Patricia's tone, Ronald smiled generously:

"As you can see, this is the original text I use."

Speak at the same time.

Ronald stomped his foot slightly.

The black mist that was originally crawling under his feet instantly burrowed into the surrounding vines like arrows from the string.

Honestly, this kind of fighting environment couldn't be more suitable for him.

- Dark night.

- Complex plant shadows.

- Walls of vines everywhere.

The black mist formed by the power of 'violence' lurks in these environments and is extremely difficult to detect.

And you can launch a surprise attack on the enemy at any time.

“......”

There was silence for a few seconds.

Patricia's expression was not too serious, and the topic did not focus on the original text in Ronald's hands:

"Honestly."

"What I'm more curious about now is the tone of your voice when you just chanted the incantation."

"I have the impression that only a very small number of people can cast spells in such a posture."

“......”

Can that not be smooth......

With a sneer, Ronald looked at Patricia and explained:

"That's the tone of my native dialect."

"I can only say that it is more suitable."

Patricia accepted Ronald's claim and shifted her gaze to the darkness in the distance.

That's the direction in which the two investigators are laying the trap.

"So next, you're going to use this stuff to deal with the enemy?"

"That's right." Ronald directly admitted, "The technique I use now is for the type of combat use, and it won't be too much of a problem to solve these cult warlocks." ”

“......”

Patricia glanced over, and her tone was a little tangled:

"Feelings the spell you've been using ......"

"None of them are combat types?"

Ronald replied:

"Focusing on reconnaissance capabilities."

“......”

Patricia blinked with a rather cute expression, and finally couldn't help laughing directly:

"Haha-"

"It's a shame you can bear it."

"Now everyone who has some ability is eager to let others know their ability, and then take the opportunity to become one of the upper echelons of society."

"People like you, I thought they could only be seen in fairy tales!"

“......”

Ronald scratched his hair:

"Not that exaggerated, right?"

"Actually, I just wanted to do what I wanted to do."

Patricia's eyes were very approving but said in a somewhat lost tone:

"Do what you want to do."

"What a good life concept......"

After a few short conversations, the conversation between the two was just over two minutes long.

Not much.

Spencer and Kate retreated from the labyrinth of vines. Looking at their now stable faces, the traps in the plant maze have at least been arranged.

They looked at each other, and the investigators fell into absolute silence.

Everyone was listening intently to see if there was any movement in the direction where the cultist warlock was.

Even Ronald is no exception.

After all, the power of the Divine Comedy switched from 'rage' to 'rape', and Ronald's ability to perceive human emotions also disappeared, so he could only detect changes around him according to his normal sensory abilities just like everyone else.

Boom –

Suddenly, a distinct explosion sounded in the maze of plants in the distance.

Spencer immediately looked at Kate, and immediately determined that the trap they had set had been triggered.

"Prepare ......"

"Open!"

In an instant, the two investigators launched the pre-prepared operation in unison.

Boom Boom Boom –

Accompany their movements.

In the maze of vines in the distance, an even more dense explosion was immediately heard.

With Ronald's remarkable hearing, he could even tell that the explosion was mixed with human wails.

The traps laid by the two investigators have clearly yielded good results.

“......”

“............”

Little by little, time passed.

But since the explosion was over, the plant maze ahead has become quiet. There was no movement of the cultist warlock moving on, and no reaction triggered by other traps.

The vineyards at night are surprisingly quiet.

In the silence, the atmosphere on the investigator's side quickly settled.

Everyone could vaguely feel that something ominous was brewing in the dark air in the distance.

At this point, Spencer spoke:

"Everyone be careful, something seems to be wrong."

He was sure that the trap he had set was indeed causing trouble for the cultists.

But at the same time, this group of enemies may also be creating new troubles.

Bang –

Suddenly, the four felt some slight tremors of the ground beneath their feet.

Bang bang –

Bang bang bang –

The shaking from the ground is getting faster and faster.

This was followed by the terrifying sound of plants being torn apart!

This feeling......

It's as if there is a giant coming out of the vineyard.

The four of them looked at each other, and they all saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

What exactly did the cultists do?

Soon, all the puzzles were solved.

In the darkness of the night, a bloody monster emerged from the vineyard.

The flesh of many cult warlocks twisted and knotted together.

The limbs and flesh twisted together, the rotting flesh and green pus, which became the joints between their bodies.

Ronald could vaguely distinguish this flesh monster, which was made up of the flesh of eleven cult warlocks combined, and finally formed a huge flesh orb.

And between the gaps in flesh and blood, the figure of the leader of the cult warlocks is hidden in the flesh ball.

At the moment when his eyes were on Ronald and the others.

His expression became vicious and fierce.

Bang –

I saw that this monster stitched together with flesh and blood stretched out a tentacle and smashed heavily on the ground, and it itself moved in the direction of Ronald and the others.

Needless to say, this situation is no longer necessary.

It's time for a decisive battle!