Gulp gulp!
With Rogeria as the center, a black and viscous liquid began to spread.
"Hey, those are my father's knights. They're on our side. You better watch it."
"Look carefully. What are those?"
Bernal looked up at the knights.
As the knights approached, the moonlight shone on their faces.
Bernal finally noticed something strange.
Veins were bulging on their faces, and they seemed to be in great pain, looking savage and terrifying.
"What's wrong with them?"
Rogeria looked up and sniffed, then explained to Bernal, "They're infected. It's so ugly. It's the smell of rotten souls."
"Uncle Victor…"
The knight in the lead was no stranger to Bernal, and he looked a little sorrowful.
In his memories, this uncle always had a smile on his face and was very friendly to everyone. He was a great person.
Bernal looked at Rogeria and asked, "Can it be treated?"
"This mutation starts from the soul and changes together."
Rogeria did not answer this question directly, only explaining the severity of the situation to Bernal.
Her words were meant to make Bernal mentally prepared to lose them.
However, Bernal did not buy it. He looked into Rogeria's eyes and said with certainty, "But to a god, it should be a piece of cake."
Bernal did not give Rogeria a chance to refute as he continued, "God is omniscient and omnipotent in his own domain, that is what you said, Rogeria."
Bernal's tone was very assertive. If one looked closely, one would see that Bernal's pupils were not round but were beginning to become irregular.
"How surprising. In such a short time, you have already begun to understand my essence?"
Rogeria was slightly surprised. Then, she hugged Bernal tightly and rubbed her face against his head to express her joy and affection.
"It seems like the two of us are quite compatible."
Bernal pushed Rogeria away in disdain, then pointed at Victor and said,
"Alright, quickly go and save them."
Rogeria did not act immediately. Instead, she looked at Bernal with a strange expression.
"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Is Bernal taking it for granted?"
"Mm?"
"I'm a God. Even as my contractor, even if I fancy you, such a commanding tone will still make me moody."
"So?"
"So I…"
"Shut up and go."
His twisted pupils turned into a cross at this moment as he stared at Rogeria, and she subconsciously closed her mouth.
What's going on? Didn't we just sign a contract? How did it become like this?"
Rogeria looked at the serious-looking Bernal in disbelief, and her body began to move uncontrollably.
A dark wave spread out to welcome the charging knights.
The moment they contacted, the waves surged and enveloped them before the knights could react.
Facing the sudden wave, the knights did not sit still.
[Combination Combat Technique: Defensive Counterattack]
A silver battle energy shield condensed in front of them in an attempt to block the advance of the wave.
However, how could the means of a mortal affect a god?
It could not even be considered a defense as the wave engulfed the shield together with the men instantaneously.
As the knights disappeared, the monsters behind them became exposed.
"I didn't expect so many little cuties."
Rogeria was not in such a pretty mood as she was previously. She was rather emotional when forced to do something that she was not very willing to do.
The waves surged, and then a flock of tentacles appeared.
Like lightning, the agile black tentacles rapidly penetrated the bodies of these monsters.
Right on the heels of that, tentacles that were like octopus tentacles filled with serrated suction cups surged out of the black sea and pulled all its prey into the water.
Gulp gulp!
The beast tide, which the knights could do nothing about and could only flee even after mutation, was easily taken down in less than one exchange in front of Rogeria.
After dealing with these monsters, Rogeria smiled again.
She looked at Bernal with an aggrieved look.
"This is too much. If this happens again, I'm really going to be angry."
It seemed like a joke, but Bernal, who had signed the contract with Rogeria, did not take it lightly.
However, he did not care about such things. His cross-shaped pupils did not return to their original state. Bernal tilted his head and continued looking at Rogeria.
Bernal only used these eyes to look at Rogeria silently without any emotion on his face.
The cross-shaped pupils slowly rotated in Bernal's eyes, causing Rogeria to feel a strong binding force on her.
Sensing this binding force, Rogeria seemed to frown helplessly.
"This is strange. I should be the one in charge under contract. Why are you the one in charge now?"
Rogeria acted as if she was a doting sister who could not do anything about her brother.
"You are indeed an interesting person, Bernal."
Behind her, a black tide surged, then a knight was brought into the air by the tentacles.
This knight was none other than Uncle Victor that Bernal was most familiar with.
"Oh, my little Bernal, that's the end of your unruly behavior. Although I'm a little surprised, I'll get angry if you continue."
"Ah!"
A painful wail came from Victor. It was not from his body but the depths of his soul.
Bernal's expression finally changed.
The cross-shaped pupils also stopped moving at this moment. Bernal looked past Rogeria and landed on Victor, who was behind her.
When Bernal looked at Rogeria again, she had already put on an innocent and aggrieved expression.
The aura on Bernal's side immediately weakened.
The cross-shaped pupils in his eyes began to blur as if it was about to return to its original form.
Its effect was most felt by Rogeria as the binding force on her decreased significantly.
"There we go, Bernal."
Rogeria stroked Bernal's head dotingly and said affectionately,
"The mysterious and lovely Bernal is my favorite, so let me see more of your sad expressions!"
"Ah!"
With a sharp cry, Victor's scream abruptly stopped when it reached its peak.
"Uncle Victor!"
Bernal could not hold back his expression anymore. His pupils, which were about to recover to their original state, turned into crosses again, and they kept expanding as if they were going to divide Bernal's eyes into four.
The eyes of the cross reflected Rogeria's pleasant smile.
This guy is indeed an evil god. Bernal thought with certainty.