Seeing Miss Messenger disappear, Klein thought about which demigod could be contacted in a short period of time, but found that there was no more, so he had to turn his attention back to the question of what to do next:
The city-wide "radio" just now will definitely make "Aquaman" Yann Courtman search for Hermoshuin while searching for the traces of the "Sea God" and his believers. It is easy to be noticed when going out in the middle of the night, so he can only stay here and wait for dawn.
The ship will not be able to take tomorrow. If it encounters an attack on the way, it is likely to implicate a ship of people, and this itself is not hidden enough.
Well...summon the undersea creatures, leave on a whale ship, and rest and transfer along the road with the help of deserted islands and reefs to arrive at the next port... Since the Orange Light says that you must have close contact to detect that trait, even if you amplify the induction that the "Mother Goddess of Desire" relies on rituals or believers, it will not exceed one city, or even only one block, which can explain why I encountered a trap when I arrived in Olavi.
As long as you leave Baiyam, you should get rid of the 'gaze'...
When Klein's thoughts gradually became clear, the radio receiver suddenly heard another signal!
He hurriedly moved over, recorded it quickly, and then translated it into corresponding letters with the help of a password book to form the words.
Not long after, the content of the telegram signal was presented on the paper, with dark ink:
I saw you.
I saw you... Klein suddenly felt a chill in his heart as he read this sentence.
…………
Byyam, in an ordinary house not far from the Governor's Mansion.
In the spacious basement, candles burn quietly, sprinkling the dim light around.
Silver Viper Odel has taken off the hooded robe, looked at the middle-aged man opposite with a trembling voice, and said in an unsteady voice:
Lord Seniore, I don’t know why Hermoshu is known because of his true hiding place.
Seniore wore an old triangle hat with deep eyes and a frightening pale face, more like an evil spirit than a human. He raised his hand to wipe the two black beards on his lower lip, and his light brown eyes swept coldly over Odel's face, making the famous adventurer unable to help but lower his head.
Silently stared at the other party for a few seconds, the blood-like general, wearing white trousers and a red coat, spoke in a low voice:
Less than 3 minutes after the telegram, there was a notification spread throughout the city, and the content was part of the telegram.
I suspect another force has begun to value radio and has obtained our password book from Old Quinn.
Yes, yes, that must be true!Silver Coin Viper Odel hurriedly echoed, hoping that the blood general would not think that he was unable to do his job and that the great scientist Hermoshu was lost.
He knew very well how cruel this pirate general was to treat subordinates who did the wrong things!
Seniore glanced at Odel and sneered:
But no matter what, you failed.
If it weren't for you and your mistress, I would have let you pull out your intestines!
Go and shoot a telegram to tell the eavesdropper who may or may not exist I saw him and let him spend tonight in fear and anxiety, this is the only thing you can do at the moment.
When Odel heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and looked at General Blood and the bloody altar on the table behind him respectfully replied:
Yes, Lord Seniore!
He thought he would be part of the sacrifice.
When Odel exited the basement, the blood leader Seniore turned his head and looked at the altar full of human heads, internal organs, limbs and blood, and said with a more respectful attitude than Odel when he faced him:
Lord Jacks, was the ceremony successful?
If you succeed, you will wait for God to respond.A cold and emotional voice came from the curtain hanging around the altar.
Then, the curtain seemed to have vitality, rolled upside down on both sides, smoothly tied a knot, and fell into the center of the altar.
A slightly transparent figure appeared next to the altar at some point. His skin was brown, and the wrinkles on his face formed deep ravines. His white hair was as sparse as autumn leaves, and it seemed that he had lived for many years.
He looked at the candle's fire humbly, his tan eyes motionless.
General Seniore dared not speak anymore, stood beside Lord Jacks, waiting for the altar to change.
Suddenly, the candle's flames were stained with various colors, each of which seemed to correspond to the different desires of the gaze.
The heads, internal organs, limbs and blood on the altar are automatically stacked layer after layer, and they are melting in a candle.
Not long after, they formed a small flesh-and-blood tree with uneven surfaces, like the shell of a walnut.
thump!thump!thump!
Inside the tree of flesh and blood, there seemed to be a heart beating, strong and powerful.
When Seniore could hardly bear the noise, the tree of flesh and blood withered and rotted into mud and spread out.
Where it originally existed, there was a flesh-colored, wet, sticky ball.
Soon, the ball grew limbs and heads, turning into a humanoid creature the size of a palm.
It has no eyes, no nose, no ears, only a hole-like mouth.
In that mouth, the gray mist was spit out and shrank back again, and it did not stop for many consecutive times.
The old man named Jacks recited the Mother Tree of Desire many times, and reached out and grabbed the strange little man.
Silently, all the candlelights were extinguished, but for the resentful souls with night vision, this did not affect their sight.
General Seniore, the blood, stared at Jacks and heard the adult say in a low voice:
We have prepared for this ritual for too long, and God’s gifts can help us sense our current existence on a larger scale.
Then, we can find him accurately with glasses made by members of the Life School!
While speaking, Jacks took out a monocle from his inner pocket. It seemed to be no different from normal, but it shone with a white glow in the dark.
Lord Jacks, what do we do next?Seniole asked respectfully.
Jacks, who had deep wrinkles, thought for a few seconds and said:
After dawn, go find the target.
If he has a strong helper, we monitor him to prevent him from being out of the sensing range and wait patiently for Lord Sera to arrive.
If he has no protector and is weak, then we will do it directly.
When he heard the word Sera, the blood General Seniore's forehead twitched clearly, as if the adult was just a name that made people afraid.
He took a slow breath and said:
Yes, Lord Jacks!
After answering, Seniore could instinctively touch the necklace that was hanging on his chest.
The necklace seems to be made of sterling silver, and the pendant is an ancient-looking coin.
…………
Klein, who was frightened by the telegram, did not sleep much in the middle of the night. When it dawned, he sacrificed his suitcase, wallet and most of the cash to the fog.
After processing the traces, he went to the hotel front desk to settle the bill. He took a carriage to the edge of Baiyam and went out of the city to go up the mountain, as if he was going to the cemetery prepared for the local natives.
Halfway through the journey, he suddenly turned into the woods and planned to go straight to the edge of the cliff, where a huge underwater creature was waiting below!
Birds sing and insects crawled in the woods, and sometimes small wild animals rushed by. Klein walked very quickly on the humus ground.
Along the way, he could see mushrooms growing after the rain, rags and other garbage left by some Baiyam citizens on a picnic. Everything was so peaceful and accompanied by the fresh air in the morning.
A leaf fell down, and Klein kept his steps and flashed easily.
At this moment, Ye Zi's speed suddenly accelerated, and even turned strangely, touching his mouth and nose.
It was like the palm of an adult, covering Klein's nose and mouth firmly, leaving him completely unable to breathe.
Laughing!
The branches of trees fell off everywhere and shot towards Klein like arrows.
The fragments, paper and other things left by the picnic also have their own vitality, connected together, turning into airtight strange nets, and they pounced on them!
The city-wide "radio" just now will definitely make "Aquaman" Yann Courtman search for Hermoshuin while searching for the traces of the "Sea God" and his believers. It is easy to be noticed when going out in the middle of the night, so he can only stay here and wait for dawn.
The ship will not be able to take tomorrow. If it encounters an attack on the way, it is likely to implicate a ship of people, and this itself is not hidden enough.
Well...summon the undersea creatures, leave on a whale ship, and rest and transfer along the road with the help of deserted islands and reefs to arrive at the next port... Since the Orange Light says that you must have close contact to detect that trait, even if you amplify the induction that the "Mother Goddess of Desire" relies on rituals or believers, it will not exceed one city, or even only one block, which can explain why I encountered a trap when I arrived in Olavi.
As long as you leave Baiyam, you should get rid of the 'gaze'...
When Klein's thoughts gradually became clear, the radio receiver suddenly heard another signal!
He hurriedly moved over, recorded it quickly, and then translated it into corresponding letters with the help of a password book to form the words.
Not long after, the content of the telegram signal was presented on the paper, with dark ink:
I saw you.
I saw you... Klein suddenly felt a chill in his heart as he read this sentence.
…………
Byyam, in an ordinary house not far from the Governor's Mansion.
In the spacious basement, candles burn quietly, sprinkling the dim light around.
Silver Viper Odel has taken off the hooded robe, looked at the middle-aged man opposite with a trembling voice, and said in an unsteady voice:
Lord Seniore, I don’t know why Hermoshu is known because of his true hiding place.
Seniore wore an old triangle hat with deep eyes and a frightening pale face, more like an evil spirit than a human. He raised his hand to wipe the two black beards on his lower lip, and his light brown eyes swept coldly over Odel's face, making the famous adventurer unable to help but lower his head.
Silently stared at the other party for a few seconds, the blood-like general, wearing white trousers and a red coat, spoke in a low voice:
Less than 3 minutes after the telegram, there was a notification spread throughout the city, and the content was part of the telegram.
I suspect another force has begun to value radio and has obtained our password book from Old Quinn.
Yes, yes, that must be true!Silver Coin Viper Odel hurriedly echoed, hoping that the blood general would not think that he was unable to do his job and that the great scientist Hermoshu was lost.
He knew very well how cruel this pirate general was to treat subordinates who did the wrong things!
Seniore glanced at Odel and sneered:
But no matter what, you failed.
If it weren't for you and your mistress, I would have let you pull out your intestines!
Go and shoot a telegram to tell the eavesdropper who may or may not exist I saw him and let him spend tonight in fear and anxiety, this is the only thing you can do at the moment.
When Odel heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and looked at General Blood and the bloody altar on the table behind him respectfully replied:
Yes, Lord Seniore!
He thought he would be part of the sacrifice.
When Odel exited the basement, the blood leader Seniore turned his head and looked at the altar full of human heads, internal organs, limbs and blood, and said with a more respectful attitude than Odel when he faced him:
Lord Jacks, was the ceremony successful?
If you succeed, you will wait for God to respond.A cold and emotional voice came from the curtain hanging around the altar.
Then, the curtain seemed to have vitality, rolled upside down on both sides, smoothly tied a knot, and fell into the center of the altar.
A slightly transparent figure appeared next to the altar at some point. His skin was brown, and the wrinkles on his face formed deep ravines. His white hair was as sparse as autumn leaves, and it seemed that he had lived for many years.
He looked at the candle's fire humbly, his tan eyes motionless.
General Seniore dared not speak anymore, stood beside Lord Jacks, waiting for the altar to change.
Suddenly, the candle's flames were stained with various colors, each of which seemed to correspond to the different desires of the gaze.
The heads, internal organs, limbs and blood on the altar are automatically stacked layer after layer, and they are melting in a candle.
Not long after, they formed a small flesh-and-blood tree with uneven surfaces, like the shell of a walnut.
thump!thump!thump!
Inside the tree of flesh and blood, there seemed to be a heart beating, strong and powerful.
When Seniore could hardly bear the noise, the tree of flesh and blood withered and rotted into mud and spread out.
Where it originally existed, there was a flesh-colored, wet, sticky ball.
Soon, the ball grew limbs and heads, turning into a humanoid creature the size of a palm.
It has no eyes, no nose, no ears, only a hole-like mouth.
In that mouth, the gray mist was spit out and shrank back again, and it did not stop for many consecutive times.
The old man named Jacks recited the Mother Tree of Desire many times, and reached out and grabbed the strange little man.
Silently, all the candlelights were extinguished, but for the resentful souls with night vision, this did not affect their sight.
General Seniore, the blood, stared at Jacks and heard the adult say in a low voice:
We have prepared for this ritual for too long, and God’s gifts can help us sense our current existence on a larger scale.
Then, we can find him accurately with glasses made by members of the Life School!
While speaking, Jacks took out a monocle from his inner pocket. It seemed to be no different from normal, but it shone with a white glow in the dark.
Lord Jacks, what do we do next?Seniole asked respectfully.
Jacks, who had deep wrinkles, thought for a few seconds and said:
After dawn, go find the target.
If he has a strong helper, we monitor him to prevent him from being out of the sensing range and wait patiently for Lord Sera to arrive.
If he has no protector and is weak, then we will do it directly.
When he heard the word Sera, the blood General Seniore's forehead twitched clearly, as if the adult was just a name that made people afraid.
He took a slow breath and said:
Yes, Lord Jacks!
After answering, Seniore could instinctively touch the necklace that was hanging on his chest.
The necklace seems to be made of sterling silver, and the pendant is an ancient-looking coin.
…………
Klein, who was frightened by the telegram, did not sleep much in the middle of the night. When it dawned, he sacrificed his suitcase, wallet and most of the cash to the fog.
After processing the traces, he went to the hotel front desk to settle the bill. He took a carriage to the edge of Baiyam and went out of the city to go up the mountain, as if he was going to the cemetery prepared for the local natives.
Halfway through the journey, he suddenly turned into the woods and planned to go straight to the edge of the cliff, where a huge underwater creature was waiting below!
Birds sing and insects crawled in the woods, and sometimes small wild animals rushed by. Klein walked very quickly on the humus ground.
Along the way, he could see mushrooms growing after the rain, rags and other garbage left by some Baiyam citizens on a picnic. Everything was so peaceful and accompanied by the fresh air in the morning.
A leaf fell down, and Klein kept his steps and flashed easily.
At this moment, Ye Zi's speed suddenly accelerated, and even turned strangely, touching his mouth and nose.
It was like the palm of an adult, covering Klein's nose and mouth firmly, leaving him completely unable to breathe.
Laughing!
The branches of trees fell off everywhere and shot towards Klein like arrows.
The fragments, paper and other things left by the picnic also have their own vitality, connected together, turning into airtight strange nets, and they pounced on them!
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