Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

Pink, white, transparent, and yellowish, all kinds of water droplets float in the air, and the smell of blood is accompanied by the salty and wet cold wind in the sea.

Alger knew where the crew on those ships had gone.

In his perception, his body is being irreversibly converted into water, and it seems that every inch of the substance that makes up his body is dissolving.

No wonder there are no corpses here, because even the corpses have been infected by this strange song, and they have long since been decomposed into a thin layer of mud on the ground.

I actually thought that the wetness was just because the wreck was located on the bottom of the sea, and it was inevitably affected... With the barrier outside, and the entire hull was not damaged, how could water come in!

Alger hurriedly controlled the thin air in the deep corridor. Driven by the wind, the invisible air wall created a simple isolation barrier near the entrance of Alger and Lost.

The speed of the water droplets escaping from under Argel's skin has slowed down significantly, but the whole process seems to be irreversible once it is started. Unless he is completely free from the shipwreck and the influence of the singing, he will sooner or later become a little rotten here. Into cement, silent under the dark trench.

I have to find the things as soon as possible, and then leave here directly... It's a pity that the treasure on this ship is... Alger glanced at the depths of the corridor in a tangled manner, then his eyes narrowed, and he turned his body in an instant. , rushed into the open secret room.

Because of the special environment, it is almost completely dark here, and only the spiritual objects are still stubbornly glowing, flashing and flashing, revealing their existence to the outside world.

Despite the blessing of dark vision, Alger still couldn't see the specific scene in front of him at the moment, and the lack of hearing also made him unable to concentrate on distinguishing which item he was looking for.

What if there are other protections on this ship?

"Bastard." The extremely dangerous environment forced him to swear in a low voice like a church comrade, and his face covered with wind and rain was twisted together, "I just soaked in water for too long, even if it was wrapped in grease, I The matches on my body will definitely be useless."

The lack of hearing and the unknown danger amplify his emotions, so he can only use this way of speaking his inner thoughts to ease the tension in his heart.

Alger hunched his body, and the tip of his nose almost touched the dusty tabletop. Under the faint illumination of spiritual brilliance, he compared the object in front of him with the image given in the Edmund pendant bit by bit.

The red planetarium, the red planetarium... A lot of spirituality was silently lost, and the golden streamer in Alger's eyes gradually dimmed, and he was about to return to peace.

For the sake of safety, he did not remove the air wall at the door of the room, but instead actively maintained its existence.

A thousand-meter deep dive and the creation of a dense wind wall, no matter which one, is a huge consumption for a "Wind Blessed" who has just been promoted.

Fortunately, I know the "playing method", which can get rid of the adverse reactions after taking the potion in advance... Alger gradually moved to the middle of the table, and found a miniature style among the piles of bottles and scrolls. , at first glance there is no special red planetarium.

Looking at the item that did not even have spiritual brilliance in front of him, Alger was not discouraged. Although he was a little disappointed that the item he had tried so hard to get was just an item without spiritual attachment, he knew very well that this item was very important to him. Say, what it really means.

Maybe it's just that my level is not enough... He persuaded himself in his heart, he took out a sack from his arms neatly, rolled it in his right hand, and put the ordinary planetarium and other things near it. Swept into the sack together.

Immediately, he rushed to the door quickly, no nostalgia, and he didn't even care about other items on the table.

Whirring whirring!

The melodious singing is still echoing, and it is even about to break through the blockade of the air wall.

Alger glanced at the wall in front of him, and his free right hand climbed up to his chest, clutching the fossil pendant hanging around his neck, spreading his spirituality.

A faint blue illusory butterfly flew out of the air once again, circling in the air to form a door.

Alger, who had already found the target item, did not dare to slack off, and his fingertips even trembled.

The five seconds for the reorganization of the phantom gate seemed extremely long. It seemed like a year had passed, until Argel, who had lost his hearing, seemed to hear the singing again, and the seawater from the outside world was long overdue.

Whoops, most of it was blocked by spirituality, and only part of the inflowing sea water wet the clothes of the guard's body on the ground and wet the soles of Alger's feet. The cold touch caused him to look down.

The lavender Beyonder characteristic solidified at the guard's forearm, and the colorful light spots were still escaping, and it seemed that they had not completely separated out.

It's a pity... He didn't have any nostalgia, he jumped hard, and rushed directly into the dark sea water on the other side of the gate.

In an instant, the dim light of the door went out, and the whole shipwreck returned to a dead silence again. Even the song just now seemed to have never existed, just as it had been for thousands of years.

Not far from the seabed, a woman in a long gown was suspended in the ocean currents, as if nothing had happened.

The huge water pressure around her never seemed to exist, and the long, supple black hair floated freely behind her head, setting off her beautiful and heroic face even more.

Trislana, a demigod of an elf settlement somewhere in the Misty Sea, raised her slender eyebrows and watched Alger condense the air waves again, quickly swimming towards the sea, her rosy lips slightly parted.

"Apostle of His Royal Highness Edmund..."

She withdrew her gaze that had been looking into the distance, raised her arms that were hanging on both sides of her body at will, folded it in front of her chest, and whispered softly:

"Praise 'Mystery'."

............

Finally, his obsession with keeping his identity secret overcome Klein's fear of being paralyzed. He numbly took off a pair. After turning off the gas light, he tidyed up hastily and went to bed.

Three days, just endure for three days, it's all for his own safety... Lying flat on the bed, he hypnotized himself, not thinking about the fact that his face couldn't move, trying to divert his attention until he fell asleep.

Amidst the almost babbling resentment, an ethereal and peaceful voice suddenly entered Klein's ear, as if it was close to his ear, and it sounded softly.

"Your courier has arrived."

Ok?

Klein, who was lying upright on the bed, exhausted all the clown's control over his body, so he didn't let himself jump up.

Is this "secret"?

Why does everyone like to be like a ghost... He hesitantly snorted twice in his heart, trying to find out the specific source of the sound just now.

"You don't have to hum and hum here, I know you can hear it." Sure enough, the "mysterious" peaceful voice sounded faintly, just like it was above the gray fog.

It's really him, when will this guy pass through the gray fog and communicate with me silently like this in reality? Klein was a little puzzled, but remembering the express delivery the other party said just now, he took the initiative to say:

"What did you just say about express delivery?"

He deliberately turned over and pulled another pillow on the bed, covering most of his face.

Although I don't know whether the lady sleeps or not, the most basic camouflage and cover-up are still to be done...

"It's the reward that 'Justice' paid you." The voice of "Secret" was still the same, and it even sounded that his mental state was much better than before.

It turned out that Miss Justice's 4,000 pounds in cash arrived.... It's so fast, it's not a loss for her, I thought it was going to be tomorrow...

Towards the golden pounds already displayed above the gray fog, Klein could not wait to get out of bed and take four steps backwards, but considering the bodyguard who was hiding in an unknown corner of the room, he could only wrap the quilt tightly, praying that he could In my dream tonight, I dreamed of that lovely 4,000 pounds in advance.

"So, do you really want to come above the gray fog and see the 4,000 pounds?" This time, there was some hesitation and doubt in the "secret" tone.

Thinking that he couldn't see his so-called half body anyway, Klein, who buried his head deeper under the pillow, controlled his strength and nodded silently. From the outside, it looked like some extremely tired people were writhing unconsciously. Not to be noticed.

"This is your £4,000."

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Klein's eyes were dull, and he stared blankly at the "secret" who was standing beside the head of the long bronze table, leaning on the table and tapping his fingers on the pile of banknotes.

Looking at the funny reaction in front of his body, he didn't pull up his hood as usual, and the corners of the "secret" mouth that was exposed directly to the outside were slightly raised, and in his calm heart like Gujing, he felt a long-lost pleasure.

He gently pushed the gold pounds under his fingers, making them closer to Klein.

"Don't you really want to see the money?"

"No, how did I get above the gray fog?" Klein, who suddenly reacted, ducked back, put on the back of a cold and hard high-back chair, and frowned, "Why didn't I hear 'Justice' 'Miss prayer for sacrifice?"

His brown eyes stared straight at the brand-new, ink-scented banknotes, but he didn't feel the usual appeal.

"Mystery" looked at the sudden convulsion of his half body, and let go of his fingers indifferently, his figure flickered, and he moved to the seat under the long table in an instant, which belonged to "World".

As the strange pattern on the back of the chair was finalized, he shook his head and explained in a calm voice:

"When Justice was praying, the Wraith was already by your side. You don't want her to find out that Mr. Fool can't respond to her immediately, right?"

As he spoke, he changed his posture, and his sitting posture was more casual.

"As for why you boarded the gray fog directly, it's the same as I can communicate with you directly. You are my half body. As long as you agree, I can skip that ceremony and bring you back here directly."

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