Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 68: 《Monster》

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In the evening, the shadows of the carriages and horses were dragged long by the sunset.

Klein, who has already explained to Benson and Melissa, has dinner at Black Thorns Security Company and is taking public carriage with Old Neil to dock district.

He was wearing the original cheap formal attire, because he was afraid of conflicts on similar occasions. If he broke the tuxedo he usually waited for carefully, it would not only be heartache.

When the sun felt a burning sensation, the carriage stopped. The Old Neil, still in a classical black robe and the same-colored round-edged felt hat, didn't care about others' eyes and moved towards the "Evil Dragon Pub" diagonally opposite.

Even if the bar is a little far apart, even if the door is closed heavily, Klein can still hear a wave of shouts inside, which seems to be cheering for which "hero".

As soon as he approached, he felt suddenly, turned his head to look at the cargo warehouse opposite the bar, and saw a burly, well-dressed man standing in a hidden place on the roof.

The man was carrying a huge off-white mechanical box, carrying a thick rifle with a complicated structure in his hand.

And there is a clear pipe connection between the off-white metal box and the same color rifle.

"High-pressure steam rifle?" Klein whispered in amazement, turned his head looks at Old Neil, "Can this bar still get this weapon?"

This is a military product!

Despite the use of extracted phlogiston, the size and weight of the high-pressure steam backpack are still amazing, and it must be afforded by real Jagged Warriors. The bullets powered by it have extremely high speed and destructive power.

With proper aiming, it can almost equal the inferior sniper rifle.

"What?" Old Neil narrowed his eyes and looked over, with the same puzzled expression, "What happened here?"

What happened? Klein looked around and found that there were still a few men with rifles in hand looking for something.

"What's wrong?" Old Neil approached the bar and asked the burly man guarding the door.

The burly man clearly knew Old Neil, his face muscles flickered and smiled bitterly:

"The bar was almost demolished just now."

"It is said that a wanted guy came to buy materials and was recognized, so it became like this ... My lord, what the **** did he do, how dangerous is it that he needs to be treated like this? See Those guns, my legs are soft, softer than a full night with the red-haired Shanny ghost! "

He did n’t know what the wanted person was, nor did he know that the guys who came here to buy the materials were mixed with Extraordinary.

"The wanted guy? Do you know what his name is?" Old Neil asked with interest.

"Yeah, Terris?" The big man replied uncertainly.

"Instigator" Terris? Klein nodded suddenly and understood what was going on.

Terris did not know that he had been suspected by Joyce Meyer before, so he swaggered to the underground trading market to buy materials. As a result, he was recognized by the informants of the Heart of Mechanics or Justice Enforcer and "Night Watcher" teams, causing a fierce conflict.

"Did he get caught?" Klein tapped a black cane inlaid with silver.

It seems that the surrounding posture has not yet ...

Big-shaped big man shook his head slightly and pointed his chin to the top of the opposite warehouse:

"He rushed out before those horrible guys arrived, oh, I have n’t seen anyone run better than him!"

In fact, you have n’t seen the true skill of "Assassin", otherwise you will be taken to an undesirable place for re-education ... Klein sullied.

"Is the trading market still open?" Old Neil turned to the focus.

"Just recovered." The brave man replied affirmatively.

"That's good." Old Neil took two quick steps, extended his right hand, and pushed open the heavy door.

Klein followed, and walked in, almost smothered by the sultry heat and the smell of wine.

There is a boxing ring in the center of "Evil Dragon Pub". Two shirtless men are fighting fiercely, and dozens of drinkers around the world shout loudly for the objects they support. There are some vulgar words.

Old Neil ignored them, led Klein around the boxing ring, and walked to a pool room behind.

There were two people holding the cue in the billiard room, talking and laughing, and seeing Old Neil pushing the door in, suddenly quiet for a few seconds.

Confirm those who came over, and they quietly gave way, allowing Old Neil and Klein to pass through the secret door behind them.

Going through several rooms in a row, Klein was in front of Huo Ran cheerful and saw a place the size of a classroom with past life steps.

Some people here are standing on the street, piled with bottles and cans, and others are walking between the former, or looking at them, or communicating, or comparing prices.

"All the income should be one-twentieth of Sivin, ah, he is the boss of Evil Dragon Pub, the captain of the former Justice Enforcer squad is older than me, and is an old guy who hopes to die from alcoholism." Old Neil To introduction a sentence.

Klein thought about it and sincerely commented:

"A fairly profitable business."

Because the cost is just to provide space and shelter.

"If you have a fancy item and you don't have enough money, you can go to Sivin to borrow it. Of course, he will charge a very high interest ..." Speaking of which, Old Neil has a bit of a bite.

Sure enough, just like the casino, it will provide usury service ... Klein takes a cane and looks around while asking curiously:

"Mr. Sivin is a Mariner?"

The captain of the Justice Enforcer team should be in the Sequence Seven position.

"No, it's just 'Violent Citizen', Thengen does not belong to the coast. Here, the church of Goddess is stronger than Lord of Storms." Old Neil snorted. "Actually, Sivin has the opportunity to become Mariner, but he was afraid of losing control and chose Give up. "

Klein is just waiting to ask if the bar owner has almost runaway experience and suddenly feels strange on the left.

There seems to be something hidden there, whispering, narrating.

Klein turned his head and saw a pale young man wearing a worn linen shirt and blue-grey trousers peculiar to the working class. His eyes were very loose but mad, and he was constantly talking about something.

"His spiritual sense is so high ... or distorted?" Klein frowned and whispered.

It was the other party's "spiritual sense" that just inspired his "spiritual sense"!

Normally speaking, the awareness brought by "spiritual sense" will definitely produce a certain interaction, and it is almost impossible to hide others, but this "other" refers to the Spiritualist who has demonstrated his ability, and the powerful person with similar expertise, Klein. This kind of Extraordinary is actually difficult to distinguish from this. Only when the other party's "spiritual sense" is high to a certain degree, or there is abnormal distortion, can he find it.

Looking in sight, the pale, black-haired messy young man took steps and walked over, with an expression that was half sleepwalking and half crazy.

He stopped in front of Klein, staring at each other.

Suddenly, he laughed loudly:

"haha, smell of death, dead ... ah!"

His voice didn't fall, he screamed suddenly, his eyes closed tightly, and **** liquid ran out.

“Ah!” "Damn!" ... The young man covered his eyes, hugged his head, and struggled and rolled on the ground. It took a while to calm down and lay there to breathe.

In the whole process, there was no one looking at the customers and vendors.

Klein held down the half-height top hat and stared at the Old Neil next to him, expressing surprise and advice with action.

"Do n’t mind, he is called Admunthor, an orphan, nicknamed Monster, he is born with a high spiritual sense, he constantly sees things that he shouldn't see, he hears the sound that should not be heard, so he often talks nonsense and is often hurt." Old Neil shook his head and explained .

He can see that my body died once? Klein frowned, lowered his voice, and asked doubtfully:

"Night Watcher, Justice Enforcer, and Heart of Mechanics, haven't you thought of absorbing him into the team?"

"No, we have no sequence magical medicine that suits him." Old Neil sighed.

Yes, this is equivalent to the natural curing of half a sequence start ... Klein is curious to ask again:

"So which sequence path is he suitable for?"

"His suitable Sequence Nine is called Monster, and his nickname is from here. Unfortunately, this sequence path is only mastered by Life School." Old Neil replied in a low voice.

He talked with Klein's as much as possible to avoid the people around him, so as not to leak information to those mysticism lovers.

Life School? Klein recalled the material I read before.

This secret organization appeared in the early part of this era, the specific source is unknown, mainly mentor inheritance.

Their specific theories and beliefs are also rarely circulated. Klein only knows that they divide the world into three layers: absolute rational world, also known as absolute truth world; spiritual world; material world.

It is said that this secret organization has also produced Prophet ... Is n’t this sequence path that corresponds to Divinator ... Ca n’t figure it out ... Klein shook his head again and again, looks at Admunthor struggled to get up, wandering to other corners.

He concentrated his thoughts, followed behind Old Neil, walked through the stalls, and found that there were plants such as Moon Flower, golden citrus, Night Fragrant Grass, and minerals such as sterling silver, citrine, and ruby.

"It is quite complete ..." Klein whispered in a low voice.

The mysticism lovers around him who are old or young, or male or female, sometimes make a stop, sometimes distinguish, and sometimes communicate, making this place quite lively.

"You go shopping for yourself, I'll pay the bill." Old Neil pointed to one of the two rooms at the end.

"Okay." Klein nodded indifferently.

He took a black cane and walked slowly to a booth selling homemade protective talisman and watched it carefully for a while.

While Klein was preparing to speak out, I suddenly heard someone in the booth behind me asking:

"Is this ox tooth poeny ground powder?"

ox tooth poeny? Isn't this Audience magical medicine auxiliary material? Klein turned thoughtfully and looked at the interrogator.

For this kind of material, because Justice was repeated several times at that time, he was very impressed with memory.