Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 232: “Live Broadcast” (for monthly ticket)
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Lightning cut through the sky, illuminating the dark walls.
Derrick Berg was carrying a leather pouch, carrying "Hurricane Axe", and standing outside the door with nearly ten teammates.
Looking up, he saw that the black soil between the stone walls of the city wall was dry and hard, and a bunch of tenacious weeds grew, and they flew finely, like human race's hair.
At this moment, he heard a slight footstep, and quickly withdrew his gaze, looking at the city gate.
In the alternation of lightning and darkness, a tall figure came slowly, carrying two straight swords restrained across the back.
Following him, his pale and messy hair, vicissitudes of the pupils, deep and distorted old scars, the constant brown coat and linen shirt, all reflected in the pupils of Derrick and others.
The comer is Silver City "Council of the Six" chief, Colin Iliad, a powerful Demon Hunter.
After saying hello to Derrick, he subconsciously turned his attention to the waist of chief, where there was a belt divided into many compartments, each of which was filled with a different vial made of metal.
This is a Demon Hunter experience and powerful characterization.
Derrick heard from parents before, Demon Hunter is good at discovering the weaknesses of different monsters, recognizing the use of various materials, and in the unique meditation mode, for the former, with the help of the latter, the preparation of the corresponding magic potions Holy anointing, essence, and special marks, and then, by taking, smearing, and using these item, to achieve the effect of restraint.
In a sense, the experienced, well-informed, well-prepared, and responsive Demon Hunter are the nemesis of most monsters. The number and types of metal vials around their waists represent their "experience."
Of course, these are only some of the extraordinary abilities that Demon Hunter has. With these alone, they cannot be called "half God" or "Saint".
Colin looked around and confirmed that all member had arrived, and then said lowly:
"Light up and go."
The two members immediately lit the candles in the lantern and let the dim light shine through the extremely thin leather.
In the "daytime" where the lightning frequency is high, there is no need to use candles in Silver City, because every two or three seconds, there is "light" and the surrounding monsters have been cleared over and over again, but once Before leaving Silver City and entering depths of darkness, the candlelight must be kept at all times, otherwise as long as the lightning fails to keep up at a certain stage, resulting in a dull environment for more than five seconds, the team will encounter some monsters with a high probability.
The fierce battle is not the most terrible development. What makes Derrick memory still fresh is a story his parents told.
One time, when they explored depths of darkness, the candle failed to change in time because of the battle with the corroding Living Corpse tide in the previous stage, so they had to endure the deep darkness for up to eight seconds. When the lightning came again, the candlelight reappeared. Seeing that the original eight teammates had only five left, the other three were silent and disappeared unconsciously, and never appeared again.
took a deep breath, Derrick hold "Hurricane Axe", walk in the middle of the team, follow chief in the predetermined direction.
A flash of lightning brightened the plain fields covered with long black grass like a gloomy oil painting.
An exploration team consisting of 10 Extraordinary walked on the road full of rugged gravel and penetrated into the patches of black grass.
Lightning subsided, and the thick darkness rolled back instantly, almost engulfing them completely.
The dim candlelight pierced through the leather, holding the surrounding area weakly and swayingly.
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eastern district, in a greasy cheap cafe.
Klein found the old Kohler that was applying margarine to the toast according to the previous agreement.
He glanced at the other party ’s crumpled cigarette on the table and smiled:
"Newly bought?"
“No, I ’ve never smoked it before, but I always carry it on my body, and occasionally take it out and sniff, huh, it reminds me of that wandering life. At that time, I really felt like May die. "The tone of the old Kohler was slightly fearful.
Klein took out the 20shilling change that was exchanged in advance, and pushed it to the other side while sitting down:
"I was very satisfied with the last information."
Not waiting for the old Kohler to be humble, he turned his head to look at the counter:
"A piece of oatmeal bread, two slices of toast, a piece of butter, a piece of beef stew with potatoes, and 1 pence of tea."
"Mr. Moriarty, did you not have dinner yesterday?" Old Kohler took the banknote and froze for a moment.
Klein shook his head and smiled:
"I will be busy next, maybe I do n’t have time for lunch."
He wants to pretend that he is very active and serious, after all, he took the Edsac Prince ’s 100 pounds.
The old Kohler did n’t ask much, but he watched around and tucked the banknotes into his pocket.
"The last thing you asked me to do came to fruition. The rewards of Ards Eiges came from several gangsters boss and some intelligence vendors. Well, I do n’t know who entrusted them. It is difficult to reach them."
MI9 ... Klein nodded:
"Enough is enough, do not need to go deeper, it is too dangerous."
Old Kohler relaxed, said instead:
"People in the cheap hotel of Golden Coat Street saw the suspected Ards Eiges two days ago. It is said that they are basically the same as the photos on the reward list."
... Klein was awkward and smiled without surprise:
"And then? could it be that I was just about to get this reward, is it over?"
"Then? With clues, many bounty hunters quickly rushed past, but found nothing, um, they said, there were signs of fighting in that room." Old Kohler tried to recall the news he had collected .
Information will definitely give MI9 first ... This is a secret contest between Mister Ards and them? I don't know what the result is ... Klein looked at the boss who was holding the dinner plate, and said to the old Kohler in a pretentious manner:
"You wait to take me to Golden Coat Street, maybe I can find some clues."
At this time, breakfast time of eastern district has passed, and there are very few guests in the cheap cafe.
"Okay." The old Kohler agreed without hesitation.
"A total of sixteen and one half pennies." The boss put the breakfast for Klein on the table. There was not much beef in the potatoes, but the stew was very bad. At first glance, it was prepared in advance. The aroma caught old Kohler swallowing his mouth involuntarily.
After paying the money, Klein picked up the fork and spoon and told the old Kohler:
"Continue."
"No one is looking for Fool believers, except for a few stubborn bounty hunters ... Many unemployed textile women workers, including some male workers, left eastern district ..." Old Kohler said one by one.
"What?" Klein swallowed the beef and raised his head, "Leave eastern district?"
"It should be that I have found another job. I have no idea where I went." The old Kohler answered truthfully.
"Don't their family members know?" Klein asked.
"Some left with unemployed family members, and some had no family members themselves. They came to Beckland to find livelihoods from other places." Old Kohler has already done some investigations.
From the point of view of the choice of objects, there is something wrong with this ... Klein first write down, and continue to listen to the old Kohler about the events that happened during eastern district during this time while dining.
After arranging the time for the next meeting, he put down the tableware, wiped his mouth, picked up the hat and said:
"Go to Golden Coat Street."
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The only cheap hotel in Golden Coat Street.
After receiving two pence fees, the boss led the Klein and the old Kohler to the room where the suspected Ards Eiges had lived.
"A lot of bounty hunters came during this time. Hey, I made a lot of money, so I kept it as it is." The boss opened the door with the key and pointed inside.
At a glance, Klein saw the fallen chair and the rags scattered all over the place. Besides, there was no other trace of fighting.
With the help of the relatively high spiritual sense, Klein turned its attention to the bottom of the bed.
Staring for two seconds, he walked over and bent down to pat the bed surface.
Poof, a little dust flew, and a light black mouse sprang from the bottom of the bed.
It looks normal, without any problems, but in Klein's spirit vision, its energy field color is only black and green.
The mouse turned a corner and climbed up the wall, exposing its abdomen to the eyes of Klein.
The soft place, with green flesh and blood and pus, can directly see the same rotten internal organs.
Klein thoughtfully withdraws his gaze, to the old Kohler road that has not paid attention to the mouse at all:
"Have Ards Eiges's rewards been withdrawn?"
"No." The old Kohler must shake his head.
Klein has reviewed it again, and walked out on the trail:
"Come on, there are no valuable clues."
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15 Minsk Street.
The Klein, who had been busy outside for a day, lay on the bed early and entered the dream world.
Sometimes continuous and sometimes fragmented pieces float past, Klein suddenly sober, knowing that he is dreaming.
There was power to invade my dream ... Klein maintained the state of confusion just now, and looked around inadvertently.
He found himself in the suburbs, full of fertile fields.
A river ran from a distance and made a bend around the cliff in front.
The side of the cliff is bare, showing pure white rocks. From afar, there is an unusually holy beauty.
At the river bay, nearly ten men and women with various utensils, wearing black coats or dark jackets, are surrounded by a hidden underground entrance. Among them are Klein's acquaintances, Icons Bernard.
White Cliff Town ... Staford River Bay ... Heart of Mechanics ... Are they exploring tomb of Amon family? But why are there scenes in my dream? Klein was puzzled.
At this moment, he saw the light floating on the surface of the river and quickly outlined a line of white words:
"Your loyal servant Arrods reports to you the exploration."
... Klein opened his mouth slightly, but he could not speak for a while, but there was a voice echoing in his mind:
What do you say you do with a mirror traitor?
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