Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 67: Respective growth (I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival)
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The previous Zoutlan Street36 was decorated with stucco bottom level. The two windows on each floor are surrounded by a closed arch to form a whole. It has the architectural characteristics after fifth era 1300 years ago, and the lighting is not so good.
And after reconstruction, the bottom level is sheltered by a small porch, with two layers of high convex belly windows on both sides. The details of the window frame have window walls and decorative pillars, supporting thin stone beams, high convex belly windows. The upper part is the parapet wall, which continues to the third floor.
This is a three-story architectural style that has only become popular in recent years.
In a trance, Leonard feels like he has gone to the wrong place.
After ten seconds, he took a cane inlaid with silver and white metal and stepped into No. Zoutlan Street36. Then he picked up the steps and walked around the corner to see a black gate and a vertical signboard:
"Black Thorns Security Company"
Here, he seemed to be familiar with him, speeding up his steps, and opened the half-covered door.
Holding "Thengen Honest Newspaper" on the table, the brown hair girl covering her face heard the footsteps of the undisguised, moved the newspaper, revealing a clean forehead, light brown pupils and a beautiful face.
"... Good afternoon, Roseanne." Leonard greeted a little hesitantly.
Roseanne first showed a surprised expression, and immediately sank a face, said indifferently:
"Good afternoon.
"Congratulations on your revenge for captain and Klein."
Leonard opened his mouth and did n’t know how to respond. Even the action of raising his hand and holding top hat was impossible because he did n’t like wearing a hat.
He squeezed out a smile, nodded to a small extent, and then stepped forward in silence, crossing Roseanne, preparing to enter the door inside and outside the partition.
Just as he was about to enter the office area, he suddenly heard the Roseanne behind him say something very quietly:
"Live well ..."
Leonard's footsteps slowed down a little bit, heavily on nodded.
Coming to the inner area, he saw Frye standing at the door of captain's office at a glance.
The Corpse Collector still shows paleness without exposure to the sun for a long time, black hair and blue eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips, cold and dark temperament.
Leonard looked at each other seriously for a few seconds, sighed, and tried to laugh with a smile:
"Long time no see."
"Good afternoon, long time no see." Frye pointed to captain's office, "I have received the telegram, knowing your request, will let the two member follow you, and you need to fill out an sealed item application Single. "
Leonard smiled with a little stunned:
"Are you captain? You are not as silent as before ..."
Leonard has actually digested Soul Calmer magical medicine and can be promoted to Sequence Five Spirit Shaman, but in order to steal the power of that drop of Eternal Blazing Sun blood, he deliberately did not report it and continued to appease the souls around Beckland. Finally, with his own efforts, he found an opportunity to come to Thengen .
"Yes." Frye lightly nodded and said, "Actually I do n’t like to say so much, but as captain, I have to say it."
Leonard nodded slightly:
"When did you do captain? I never heard of it ..."
"Recently." Frye first answered the question succinctly, and then explained, "Not long after you left, I became Grave Digger of Sequence Eight. Last month, I was promoted to Spiritualist, and the previous captain was just transferred away. "
"So fast ..." Leonard's voice did not fall, but he hit his head with a fist, "Look at my memory, forget Klein and shared some experience with you."
He lowered his right hand and smiled at Frye:
"In this case, you still have time and space for improvement, and you may become a deacon."
Frye glanced at him and retracted his gaze:
"I should not continue to seek promotion."
"Why?" Leonard walked a few steps and came to Frye, asking with a little surprise.
Frye looked up at the ceiling, and his voice said gently:
"I want to stay here.
"Always protect here."
Leonard was silent for a while and did not respond.
He glanced left and right, only to realize that there has been a major transformation, but there are still some hidden things.
Frye was also silent for a while before saying:
"I sent two member to follow you."
During speaking, he walked to the bottom of the aisle, and Leonard also followed him subconsciously.
In the office at the bottom, the door is open, and several Night Watchers are playing cards there, fight the evil.
Aware of the proximity of captain, they put down the poker and stood up.
Leonard glanced over and saw two familiar faces, Gragus with black hair and smooth eyebrows and Kija with white hair and black pupils.
At the same time, he also saw a few strange faces, saw pennies on the table, shilling and cards.
In an instant, he was in a trance and his vision was blurred.
…………
The The Future bottom level cabin in a small port with fishing village in the waters of the Rhosid Islands.
Frank Lee rolled up his cuffs and embraced his arms, carefully examining the mushroom in front of him.
The mushroom is covered with mushroom caps and is one metre and eight feet high. The white surface is covered with a few bright red spots, like eyes, nose and mouth.
In addition to these, its torso also has spores protruding, and it grows thick and powerful white hyphae like tentacles.
Frank looked up and down at this giant mushroom a few times, then looked around again, and looked at the various kinds of mushrooms that were covered with wooden walls and floors, long or short, big or small, and Artisan Sharf beside him. Road:
"Yes, this experiment has made progress again. This mushroom has a strong tendency to self-reproduction, and this will make it hungry, and urgently needs the blood of the monster to supplement.
"Whether it is roasted or cooked, it can eliminate its activity and is no longer so dangerous.
"Uh, how does it taste? Did n’t you taste it? The offspring of its breeding will randomly appear beef, fish, wheat, and some are even full of milk, one can be satisfied once. The need for breakfast, you see, the crew do n’t like to drink anymore, there are mushrooms that can be picked everywhere ... I think, sometimes, I go to the wilderness, in order to fill my stomach, I need to carry dry food or hunt wild animals, this It ’s too much trouble, would n’t it be much easier if I could grow mushrooms on my body? "
Artisan Sharf is a lot thinner than in Bayam, the eye sockets are deep, the eyes are dull, and there is a lack of smart feeling.
Hearing what Frank said, he did n’t remember what he remembered. His body shivered slightly. He squatted silently, opened his mouth, and vomited.
"Are you okay? I know you worked hard, and I really have to thank you for this time." Frank said sincerely to Artisan, "If it were not for you, this mushroom would not have such a strong tendency to reproduce itself, and, in moonlight Next, its vitality will become unusually tenacious and able to purify itself, which can effectively eliminate the toxins that have engulfed the monster. The only problem at present is that pure darkness does not have moonlight. This is the problem we need to solve next. "
Sharf didn't speak. After he vomited, he suddenly stood up and turned to rush outside, but a thick and powerful white mycelium spread over and pulled him back.
"Give me back magical item! I will die with these mushrooms!" he shouted frantically, his voice getting lower and lower, and his mouth seemed to be blocked.
At this time, somewhere outside the fishing village, the green-green vines quickly retracted, as if growing upside down.
"Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya came out of it, pupils deep purple mixed with silver and white.
She still echoes the unreal whisper of Hidden Sage in her ears, but she has no sense of horror, and it is not completely unbearable as in the past. As far as her eyes are concerned, it is innumerable wandering figures that are difficult to describe the form. The heavy curtain is the invisible sight cast from nowhere.
Compared with the past, she has been able to vaguely see the unknown existence hidden behind the curtain, and she has been able to witness the rounds and rounds of moons of different colors in the sky, they are either blood red, silver white, dark brown, or dark blue, It looks as if one eye is only looking at the earth.
Cattleya's mind buzzed, and he quickly drew back his gaze and dared not look again.
She has relied on analyzing the blood of Snake of Destiny to complete the ceremony and obtain divinity, becoming Sequence Four, Mysterious Scholar of Inquisitor of Secrets path!
However, she remembered that the Queen had warned her:
Among all Sequence Fours in 22 and path, Mysterious Scholar is the "professional" that is most likely to be in danger, because they often see things that should not be seen, hear sounds that should not be heard, and should not touch. secret.
So, if a Mysterious Scholar wants to live long, he must know how to restrain his curiosity and control his corresponding behavior.
Remove the heavy glasses clipped on the clothes, Cattleya put it on the bridge of the nose, but the things she sees in the eyes that are not in the real world have not disappeared.
She half-satisfied and half-satisfied, and understood that this item could no longer seal her Eye of Inquisition.
She closed her eyes and then opened, and the eyes were already dark, no longer mysterious deep purple and silver.
Huh ... Cattleya breathed a sigh of relief and slowly walked to where The Future was, just like just walking off the boat just now.
She did not intend to spread the news that she would become half God. She did not intend to quickly become the fifth king at sea. For her, this is one of trump card in a dangerous world, and it will not be easily thrown out.
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Bridge southern district, Rose Flower Street.
As soon as the carriage Emlyn was driving into this street, he saw a fuzzy hair on his seat opposite him, a fuzzy figure in a white shirt with a black vest, a young man who seemed to be a ghost of Resentful Soul.
"I haven't seen you in a long time, Mr. Maric." Emlyn smiled without panic.
Maric nodded to a small extent:
"I am here to tell you that we are ready to discuss the specific action plan."
PS: I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and family reunion ~