Mysterious Tribulation

Green Forest City.

　　 Somewhere in the safe house that Aaron rented before.

　　 Three figures slowly emerged.

After Aaron put down Liliat and Tias, he began to replay tonight’s actions: "We went to Pulmouth with a false identity, and then we wore a mask at the auction... Even if the'Ms. Snake' betrayed , The possibility of being found is extremely small."

　　 As for that bill of lading? Aaron is ready to burn directly.

　　 Anyway, I accidentally got the remnants of another ‘Lantern Holder’ tonight, and the effect may be even better than those coarse grains!

"It’s not too easy to meet the prerequisites for opening the Fifth Elemental Quality... I have destroyed many Beyonders and absorbed their spirituality... Well, it’s mainly the “Blood of Decline” and the “Sunset School”. ', thank them for their contributions! ’

　　‘After this time, the Sunset School is bound to decline. ’

　　 After the replay, Aaron, who found no problems, began to think about the abilities of the'alchemist'.

　　 The ‘Bellamonger’ is not too powerful in terms of ‘Yao’, but he is refreshing in terms of making puppets and magical items.

'At that time, the Barramundo's body was indeed in Pulmouth. After hearing the'prayer' in the abandoned city, he went to the spirit world and transformed into a war fortress. From the spirit world, he directly used the channel formed by prayer. Do it to me...'

　　‘Then I gave him a ‘Curse of the Moon’s Moon’ to destroy his fortress in the spiritual world, and through this connection, I caught up with him who fled to the earth and killed him... well, no problem. ’

　　 "This is... Green Forest City?"

　　 Lilia opened a corner of the curtain, feeling a little familiar inexplicably.

　　 "Yes, one of my safe houses has been vacant for a long time, but it has not been occupied by homeless people... It's luck."

　　 Aaron smiled.

　　 "Green Forest... where it all started."

Tias seemed to be most emotional: "Our'Green Banyan Council' has been investing power in the northern border of the kingdom, hoping to restore a little glory to the past, but we have endured failures again and again...and now we are in the original faith. , There is still a bit of control."

　　 "Faith... heh... faith without power is as miserable as the Holy Spirit."

　　 Aaron shook his head: "The Holy Spirit has at least the support of the Kingdom. Recently, it has also secretly expanded its team of Extraordinaries... And the primitive worship and belief of the Green Forest, alas... Now there is not much left, right?"

　　……

　　 Pulmouth, the abandoned city.

　　 "huhu!"

　　 William Charles ran to an unoccupied building, took off his mask, panting, "You killed me, silly bird!"

　　 "This is what you want, otherwise Uncle Bran wouldn't bother to bother about it."

　　 The White Tower Raven Bran flew out, with a trace of disdain in his pitch-black eyes, and threw a rusty black iron piece to William.

William held it in his hand, but he seemed to be holding a pack of explosives: "Damn... and it! By the way... Divination... Even if they didn't chase me, they didn't know who I was. They could still use it to divine me afterwards. !"

"Ahem...According to the clever Uncle Bran's opinion, the clues you left in the auction house are very few and very difficult... As long as this spell is consumed, the possibility of being divination will be greatly reduced. small."

　　 Bran rarely made a reliable suggestion.

　　 "It's not just that, I also need assistance...a certain high-level existing assistance, it is best to take action personally to cover up the divination for me..."

　　 William muttered to himself, and suddenly his palm was hard, crushing the spell in his palm.

　　 A layer of clear brilliance bloomed directly on him.

　　 "Hmm... this feeling..."

　　 The strands of pitch black liquid were directly repelled from his pores, like black earthworms, climbing and dissipating on the ground...

　　 "This feeling... is really completely different from balance, it's a complete removal... 100,000 pounds, I will be heartbroken when I think about it, maybe it can save my life in the future!"

　　Although he felt spiritually active, William still felt as if his heart had been stabbed.

"Don't leave it now, it will be more troublesome to wait until you are tracked over!" Bran suddenly cried out strangely, "Cunning William...There is another reason besides that. You will definitely tell the truth if you wait to contact the'Longevity'. He, consume the items first, so as not to be taken away? Are you not afraid of the anger of your ancestors?"

　　 "A man such a great ancestor, how can I be ashamed to care about this with a descendant of me?"

　　 William blinked: "Okay...you help me keep the watch, I'm about to start praying to my ancestors."

　　 "Well, trust Bran."

　　 The black crow flew up and began to warn outside the building.

　　 But William did not notice that when he used that charm, the red line on Bran’s forehead opened a little...

　　On the empty ground, William lit two candles representing himself and praying for existence, and arranged a simple ceremony.

　　 "I pray to you, the great Earl Green Forest..."

　　 "The founder of earthly occult, the inspiration of modern science, the great Aaron Sotos!"

　　 "I pray for your favor, I beg you to lower your gaze!"

　　 With a little anxiety, William recited the honorable name of the existence.

　　 Then, nothing happened...

　　‘I’m not fooled, am I? ’

　　 He waited confusedly for half an hour~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and finally blew out the candle, thinking somewhat depressed.

　　‘But...what use is it for me to recite a useless honorable name? ’

　　 William thought blankly, before his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground.

　　 Bran fell aside, his head deflected, and he looked at him curiously. The third eye gradually opened, with indifference and cold reason.

　　……

　　 "Ah...what is this place?"

　　 William looked at the magnificent palace and the thick stone pillars, his expression gradually becoming dull.

　　 "This is a dream given to us by the ‘Spirit of Falsehood’, through which we can communicate directly."

　　 Above the Green Banyan Throne, Aaron looked at William playfully.

　　 If it weren't for him to'login' again tonight to check the situation of everyone in Pulmouth, it might take some time before William's prayers were discovered.

　　 Regardless of the ‘Spirit of Falsehood’ or the ‘Earl of Green Forest’, he is actually directed towards him, there is no doubt.

　　 "You are my ancestor, the rumored Earl Greenson?"

　　William looked at Aaron's fuzzy face, and suddenly bowed: "My ancestor...I'm in danger, please protect me from divination and tracking."

　　 "The time in the dream is long enough, you say slowly..."

　　 Aaron put his right hand on his cheek, posing in a leisurely posture.

　　 And following William’s explanation, his expression remained unchanged, but he felt a little spit in his heart: ‘This descendant of Char’s is so powerful... I got a 100,000 gold wool from an auction once? I'm not as good as him... That crow is very problematic! ’