The Cursed Ship Chapter 260: Holy Grail Blood Collection

Loveni and others also went up and tried one by one, and in the end even a few Indian brothers also extended a "helping hand".

The result is self-evident. There is not a single hair for the moon in the well.

There is no holy relic here, and everyone shook their heads at the lost Lucy, preparing to withdraw.

At this moment, several Indians approached Zheng Yang. One of them spoke fluent English and said, "Hello! I heard that you have found some holy artifacts. Can you transfer some of them to us?"

All the transcendents had a meal and looked at these big brothers in amazement.

Surely someone can make such a request. There are so many sacred objects in your house that you can transfer? Hey, it seems that there are really too many companies on the scene that can be transferred.

They couldn't help but look at the two priests in the church.

Zheng Yang is also speechless, he himself is too small, who knows how much sacred breath is needed to suppress the curse in the future.

He considered the language and said: "Chief, you should understand what the holy relic means to us!"

"I understand, but we really need it. Our great wizard was backlashed when communicating with the gods. Only a large amount of sacred breath can heal!" the Indian said sincerely.

Zheng Yang doesn't know what expression to put on. What's more, your demon gods are really unreliable, and they will even go back!

Zheng Yang couldn't help thinking of a sentence he saw when reading novels in his previous life: Gods are all artificial beliefs.

The assembled faith bodies often contain a lot of distracting thoughts. Maybe their great wizards are overwhelmed by distracting thoughts, and they need the sacred breath to calm the mind and drive out the "heart demons."

Of course, this is what Zheng Yang understood according to his own speculation about the Indian practice. In fact, it is still unclear whether people practice this way of faith or not.

"We can exchange gems and diamonds for you!" the Indian continued.

Gemstones and diamonds cannot be compared with holy objects, and the world should be able to man-made diamonds. When man-made craftsmanship matures, that stuff will be as rampant as glass.

And if it’s just one or two pieces, Zheng Yang would be generous on the point that both parties may be Chinese ancestors. The problem is that these four Indians also used sacred auras to pass through the barrier, indicating that they need absolute numbers. Not less.

"Chief, I think since you need the sacred breath, you should find the priests. Maybe you can heal your great wizard without holy relics!" Zheng Yang said, obviously refusing.

The four Indians looked at the two priests, but they were expressionless, as if they were not thinking about finding a church at all.

Elima saw Zheng Yang's entanglement and said at this moment: "Your Great Wizard's problem, what are the symptoms?"

Several Indians knew that Elima and Zheng Yang were on the same team, so they didn’t reserve, and said: “It’s a mental anomaly, and occasionally wakes up, most of the time it’s like crazy. He thinks he’s already It’s a god."

"..."

"It's an alien spirit invasion. In our words, it's controlled by the devil!" Father Ward said from a few tens of meters away.

Elima nodded and said to Zheng Yang: "Give them back and try that medicine!"

Zheng Yang understood that she was talking about the secret medicine for solving the devil’s language last time, so he took it out of his pocket, sent a small bottle of medicine and handed it to the negotiating Indian, saying, "You try this first. Just let him smell it when he has an attack."

The four Indians glanced suspiciously at each other. Can they be treated with medicine if they are eaten back by the gods?

Despite suspicion, the Indian still took the potion, and solemnly thanked Zheng Yang and Elima.

"Chief, are you from South America?" Zheng Yang asked curiously.

"No, we come from an island in the South Pacific!" the Indian replied.

Zheng Yang was suddenly shocked. When the South Pacific came over, it would take at least a few thousand nautical miles to go through the Panama Canal. With their broken wooden boat that sprayed black smoke, they could come here smoothly?

He couldn't help asking again: "How many ships did you come?"

"Just one!"

Fuck, this is such a powerful lucky value to be able to reach here safely with a broken wooden boat. The time is still so accurate... It's not too accurate, it's a little bit late, so they didn't grab it. offerings.

"After you entered St. Hutt, did you encounter the dangers of the sea vortex, the red mist, the flying demon?"

The chief shook his head: "Our **** will instruct us to avoid danger!"

Damn, is it true or not?

Zheng Yang is speechless. He has cunning eyes to spot the anomaly in advance, and has many methods. He led a fleet in and lost two boats. A broken wooden boat came in coughingly with black smoke. NS.

Did they get accurate information, which is also the guidance of the gods?

In the previous life, Zheng Yang absolutely must worship their god.

He stopped chattering with the Indians. He found two priests and said: "Father, I heard that you have a lot of holy objects. Can you transfer a batch to me?"

Father Huade looked helpless: "Dai... Captain Zheng Yang, even if we have more holy artifacts, we won't be enough to transfer them in bulk!"

No way? The first volume of the quotations from God will not be given to you for now.

Mrs. Witt said at this time: "Captain Zheng Yang, we can't reach the barrier, so if we want to go out, I have to trouble you to take a ride!"

"No problem~IndoMTL.com~But the enchantment above is dome-shaped, and you should be able to get out when you reach the edge on the ground!"

"Oh? Let's try first!"

When other extraordinary people heard Zheng Yang say this, they also swept to the edge of this space.

Zheng Yang looked at Lucy who was still guarding the bubble and said, "Lucy, if you don't leave, we will go first. I hope you will come out as soon as possible, otherwise we may not be able to wait for you to leave!"

Lucy sighed and walked over and said: "Let's go, there is no Holy Grail, I really can't receive Cain's blood!"

The Holy Grail?

Zheng Yang remembered that he had a holy grail on his ship. Legend has it that it used to contain Cain's blood. Did Lucy say that holy grail?

Seeing Zheng Yang’s doubts, Lucy regained her peace and said, “It’s the Holy Grail of the blood race. Once there was a drop of Cain’s blood in the Dark Council. Later, Dracula swallowed the blood in the Holy Grail, but the Holy Grail was lost. For a hundred years, no one has been traced."

It seems that it is really the holy grail in my hand, let me say it earlier!

Zheng Yang walked towards the bubble again. After this period of time, it became a little fuzzy, and it should disappear again in a while.

"It's useless!"

Lucy saw him walking over and thought he had to try again, so she followed and said.

Zheng Yang held the holy grail with his hand on his chest, held it and stretched it into the bubble. At the next moment, an astonishing scene appeared, the big blob of bright red blood actually shrank, turning into a drop of golden blood and flying into the Holy Grail automatically.

"This... how come you have the Holy Grail?" Lucy's eyes widened in disbelief.

"I found it!" Zheng Yang smiled and handed her the Holy Grail.

Pick up...coming...

A few words echoed in Lucy's ear, and she took the Holy Grail in a daze...

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