Who hid My Corpse!

When Bai Wei saw the blood that Lair spit out, he belatedly realized that he had nearly forgotten the basic setting of sacrificing life force.

Though thinking about it, it's not quite his fault, considering after Ulu, his hosts have been remarkably resilient. Gerard's steel-like body far exceeds ordinary people, Hewinia's music scores body is especially resistant, and Ade never even became his host. So when using Lair, a true mortal, he didn't immediately think of the side effects associated with his powers.

And it's the major side effect of "Domination." With just a few words, Lair's lifespan was halved. If he'd said a few more, Bai Wei might already consider searching for the next host.

"Vi, Visas lord." Seeing Bai Wei remain silent for a long while, Lair became more panicked, "W-What's happening to me? Please, don't scare me."

"Ah, don't worry." Bai Wei said leisurely, "It's just a minor side effect, that's all."

Lair looked down at the blood he had vomited, his lip twitching, "Just a minor side effect?"

"Yes, believe me, it won't take your life... for now."

For now?!

Lair's heart raced with anxiety. He wanted to say something when Bai Wei sighed softly. "Oh, I didn't realize your body was so fragile. You couldn't bear even a little of my power; compared to my former angel envoys, you are indeed lacking. It seems I shouldn't loan my power to you in the future."

Bai Wei's words forcibly shut down what Lair wanted to say. He held back for a long time, face flushed, and finally only managed to utter, "I'm sorry, Lord Visas, my body is indeed somewhat unsuitable for major tasks... But please believe me, I will work doubly hard in other aspects, not losing to your other angel envoys!"

Bai Wei replied with a faint "Mm," which allowed Lair to slightly relax, but then he felt a sense of frustration rise within.

This was partly due to his inexplicable severe injury and partly... because Lord Visas had other angel envoys?!

Were they in the past or in the present? If in the past, then it wouldn't matter. If in the present... then it meant he was still competing for a position, right?!

No way, in this age, does one need to vie even to be an errand dog for the head of an evil god? Then when Lord Visas resurrects, what becomes of the Pope position he longs for?

This is really... well, forget it, becoming a High Priest is fine too. It's still a position above people and doesn't require dealing with public image all day like a Pope. He could use his authority to take on some covert tasks, possibly living more comfortably than a Pope.

Thinking of this, Lair's previously gloomy mood gradually improved. Even Bai Wei, who watched his inner struggle unfold, couldn't help but marvel at the sheer purity of this person in his mind.

"Lord Visas, what should we do now?" Lair asked, feeling uncomfortable as he looked at the dried corpse before him. "Is this the envoy of the Contract Land? Why have they ended up like this?"

He thought maybe it was Bai Wei's doing.

"This is the consequence of breaching the 'contract.'" Bai Wei replied lightly, "The Contract Land relies on this to safeguard their secrets, and it's undeniably effective."

"Uh," Lair asked cautiously, "Did you get what you wanted?"

Bai Wei smiled, "Of course."

If Bai Wei only had a finger or an eye, it would indeed be difficult to deal with the "contract." But with eyes and ears, as long as the answer crosses the opponent's mind, he won't miss it.

This was also because the timing was right. Had it been earlier, he wouldn't have recovered from the negative state of the "Visas Phantom," making it impossible to break the "contract."

From this, we can see that the "contract" is a powerful rule, and dealing with Miss Finger would surely be troublesome.

Fortunately, there's no need to confront Miss Finger for now.

"See the seed in your hand?" Bai Wei told Lair, "This is the identification for the Contract Land. From now on, you're the envoy of the Contract Land."

Lair blinked, understanding something, "Your intention is for me to approach that old man from the Star Relic Church in the name of the Contract Land's envoy?"

"That's right." Bai Wei originally planned to use Lair's body to go himself, but the first rank descent also consumes the body. He didn't want to complete the mission only to send Lair to meet Ulu, so he had to ask him to meet Isaiah. "At that time, you simply need to identify yourself and give him an address."

"What address?"

"I'll tell you later," Bai Wei said casually, "Well, I've been awake long enough, I need to rest again. Before I wake, don't wander off, just stay in this town and don't approach that guy prematurely, understood?"

"Un-understood."

Bai Wei made a noise of acknowledgment and then went silent.

Lair waited a while before timidly asking, "Lord Visas, have you already fallen asleep?"

Bai Wei did not respond.

Only then did Lair let out a breath of relief and began scratching his head without restraint, his expression gradually turning bitter.

Dealing with Lord Visas truly has overwhelming pressure, and it's not just pressure, there's danger too––one slight mistake could lose half a life.