Black Scepter Chapter 130: The fourth fragment

Ashkandi touched the "wall of law", but Morpheus understood that he could repel Cthulhu only because of the gun of Langinus, and the higher-end power did not seem to be displayed in front of him. ——But at this moment, Morpheus realized the unspeakable power from this little black cover notebook. []m

What is this inside? Isn’t it written by Della’s mentor? Morpheus reached out and opened the pages of this black notebook. The first three pages were still easily opened, and facing the fourth page, Morpheus narrowed his eyes and tried it, even seeing what he had never seen before.

Slightly juicy fonts, fragmented sentences, Morpheus found that he clearly understood the meaning of these words, but could not understand what they represented-it was as if a person looked up and saw the high mountains, but thought of The person who looked up to him, so he wrote down his view and point of view of that person at this moment; looking down at the flowing water, and writing the pen, it was the name of a gentle woman like water.

Completely chaotic.

Continue to turn the page, Morpheus movement did not hesitate, but unlike before, he gradually realized the resistance from the fingertips like a breeze... As the pages turned, this resistance became more and more until After turning over a dozen pages and only the last three pages left, Morpheus found that the remaining pages could no longer be lifted...

It seems that his current strength is a step away from the fundamental strength of the seal under the book.

Morpheus stopped and continued to flip through the book, and began to frown and read the note, and at the same time took a few pieces of parchment paper, began to read and record some of the scattered words above, trying to find some clues .

But one hour later, this attempt had no results. Until Irindal routinely reported the news in the territory, he stopped recording. After listening to the report, he suddenly thought of the intelligence executive. The ability of the password is extraordinary, so I want to ask her to take a look at the connection between these words.

"Let me see?"

Irindal blinked, and it seemed that Morpheus would make such a request. She had not been in close contact with Morpheus for some time. After experiencing the storm of the Elven Spring, Irindal was struggling. Her affairs and responsibilities have become much more mature, but when it comes to the attitude of the great consul, she does not deny that she has some unclear thoughts in her heart. []

It's like the instinct of the body can't be controlled, as for the reason? She didn't seem to be able to explain why.

But of course she didn’t have any thoughts at this moment. She reached out and took over the book in Morpheus’s hand. Irindal reached out and turned to the first page. After seeing the statements, it seemed like Morpheus. ? Password? Or... code word?"

"I don't know."

Morpheus looked at Irindal holding the notebook and raised his hand to signal: "You can try to open a few pages."

This request is a little weird, but Ilindal did as she did. She started to flip the pages gently. After four pages, her finger stopped on the fifth page, but she still couldn't open it.

Obviously, an invisible force prevented her from trying.

Irindal’s brow furrowed, and she didn’t give up her efforts, her fingers trembling slightly, but the page showed no signs of movement. But this Japanese elf has never been a loser. In front of Morpheus, she has some inexplicable little perseverance-she suddenly sipped and her body flashed a faint white light...

This is a symbol of the use of soul power, which proves that she also crossed the threshold of "ordinary powerhouse" and jumped into the realm of controlling soul power... But even so, Ilindal’s fingertips still cannot pry up the leaves. , And as Ilindal used all his strength, this notebook suddenly flashed a dazzling light now--

"Quick stop!"

Morpheus suddenly realized that something was wrong, but his words were too late to prevent Irindal from being blasted by a sudden burst of power-there was a cold and decisive force in the blooming light of the black notebook that rejected the Japanese elf Peeping intent.

One copy of Yilin Daal, who stepped back and nearly sat on the ground, Morpheus lifted the other hand subconsciously and condensed the soul shield in front of the notebook, and then found that the notebook was floating in the air. , And the breath of breath that just passed away in a flash, contained it. [WWw.YZUU点m]m

Irindal is an assassin profession known for her agility, but she has just been hit by this power and has no resistance. She almost fell to the ground, which is enough to explain many problems. Morpheus’s arm grabbed the Japanese elf’s Waist and subconsciously probed her injuries, only to find that the power just caused her to lose control of her body in an instant and did not cause any extra damage.

Blindly lost her eyes for a moment, and Ilyndall had never experienced such a powerful force that made her desperate to forget to fight back. When she returned to God, she found herself lying in Morpheus’s arms, and her body recovered her ability to move. She wanted to stand fast, but she didn't know what was wrong in her heart. She thought she was leaning on the Morpheus in her arms, and she came to him intimately. .

The study was quiet for a moment. Morpheus didn’t look down at Irindal’s eyes. The two people’s posture at the moment seemed to be some kind of noble dance-and it was also a kind of veneer dance that symbolized the close relationship between the two.

The notebook floating in the air gently fell into the hands of Morpheus. He just wanted to say something, but found that Irindal had blushed and stood up straight from his arms, whispering: "I... I'm a little careless Now."

The atmosphere is a bit embarrassing. Morpheus doesn’t know what to say. In the end, I have to change the subject and say: "I can’t open this book completely. I just forgot to tell you not to be forced."

After a pause for a few seconds, he thought for a while, "I open the content behind, you can see if you can see."

Finally, he turned to page 13 and placed it in front of Irindal. The latter kept his head down and his cheeks reddish. He didn’t dare to make eye contact with Morpheus. When he heard his words, Irindal’s face suddenly changed, and he said, "This... is blank!"

Morpheus glanced at the book in his hand. There was no problem with the words above. Slowly retracted this strange book. He picked up the parchment next to it and said to Irindal: "What about these?"

I haven’t had time to raise my hand to pick up the parchment in Morpheus. When Ilyndall just turned his gaze to the writing on it, Morpheus suddenly discovered that the parchment in his hand was "snapped" to pieces...

This scene stunned the two at the same time.

The current situation has proved that the power of this book is far beyond people's imagination-this is not a problem of the seal is not strong, but the problem of its own principle of action... Could it be said that there is no way to open the pages of the following book People, can't you see the contents in any case?

What kind of seal is this?

The transmission of power must have a medium, which is the consensus of ordinary professionals. It is like a mage throwing a fireball, and also when the fireball explodes on the enemy to release energy, and the power of these energy is transmitted to the unlucky enemy, but How to explain this book now?

I don’t have the right to read the following pages, so the parchment with these contents will be smashed automatically after being touched by Eindhar? Morpheus frowned and slowly put away this booklet. He vaguely felt that this unappealing book was not as simple as he had imagined. Just now Haoran was familiar with the power of Yilindal's power, but if you think about it carefully, Morpheus is It was found to be exactly the same as the breath released by Langkinus's blade on his waist when breaking through Cthulhu's defense.

"Temple..."

He sorted out his thoughts almost immediately. This booklet was not Della’s personal belongings, and who in the world still possesses the scent of the Templar came from. I am afraid he should understand even if he is stupid.

I'm afraid this black book belongs to Morpheus's biological mother.

Suddenly found a clue, Morpheus did not rush to let Eindhar to crack anything, the atmosphere in the study room was just a bit ambiguous, and soon disappeared as the two men adjusted their moods, and the Japanese elf intelligence executive changed the topic , Reported the latest news-now the "night watchman" has a branch in the Fording Empire, and a second branch has been established in the Augustus Empire... As for the third branch, hea completely views this Where can a six-armed naga go under the surveillance of Hydera.

At least for now, she’s doing pretty well.

"This is the current general situation, but there is a suggestion, I think you should be on the agenda for the chief consul." Irindal gently flicked his purple long hair and looked at Morpheus: "Byzantine is also the same There should be a branch, and it is a branch that has been allowed by the royal family... Under the current chaotic situation in the mainland, there is the only country willing to take the initiative to help us, so—"

"This question has been considered, but I don’t know what the right person to choose..." Morpheus understands that although the night watchman's strength has risen to the point where a mainland strength has to face up to or even look up slightly, these forces cannot be dispersed at all. Once dispersed, there is a risk of being broken by everyone. "When the route from Augustus to Byzantine opens, I will go back to arrange these, but now I can notify my father to do some preliminary work if possible."

Thinking for a while, he continued: "At the same time contact Duke Azshara, I think she will help a lot."

Hearing the name "Aisala", Irindal's sharp elven ears seemed to move sensitively~IndoMTL.com~ Then asked curiously: "I have been a little puzzled about the power of'Eagle Eye'" Why do people talk so well? The last time I made the creed integrate with her resources and shared the news, she seemed to hear that I was handing over the entire Byzantine intelligence network after I worked for you.

I don’t know how to answer this question Morpheus. He suddenly remembered the lonely back in the duke’s palace alone, and the low sound of the piano that seemed to haunt the ear...

"Maybe, because I am Byzantine."

This ambiguous answer does not satisfy Irindal, but she is not good to continue to ask, but the Japanese elf always feels as if she can't get the real answer. She feels a little depressed, her eyes slightly dim, and she bows her head.

It was just two minutes after she walked out, she quickly returned to here, Morpheus looked at her strangely and said: "Emergency?"

"News from the Augustus Empire Division..." Irindal was not familiar with Scarlett, but received this weighty intelligence message from the teleportation group, "Mermaids of the Kingdom of Bacchus found The fourth gun fragment of Langinus."