Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

"Chief, are you sure it's okay to go in like this?"

The bushy-bearded Valer tried his best to restrain his tone so that his words sounded less offensive.

It's not that he didn't believe Colin's judgment, but that he really had a hard time believing that he didn't need more preparations in the face of the corpses shrouded in fog and full of deformed corpses.

"No problem." Chief Colin replied briefly in the face of the gray fog that covered the entire city-state. Instead, Derrick, who was on the side, looked embarrassed, and answered Valer's question half nervously and half openly.

"As long as you don't scatter and explore, be careful of monsters in the dark, don't touch those ruins, and don't easily believe in ambiguous things in front of you, there shouldn't be any problems."

After listening to Derrick's words, the Valerians looked at me, I looked at you, looked at each other, and instinctively wanted to refute.

Don't believe what you see, don't touch what you shouldn't touch, and be careful of the hidden darkness. It's not that they haven't come into contact with them before, but many elements are all concentrated in one city-state, so it's not a rational decision to continue exploring.

However, considering the authority the chief has always accumulated, and the other elder in the team did not express any objection, Valer and other ordinary members who knew nothing about the true meaning of this exploration had no choice but to give up, set up a formation, and follow Colin almost At the same time, they entered the abandoned city-state.

The thick gray fog disappeared in an instant, the creeping monster in the dark slowly raised its head, and the yellowish bones were still scattered on the surface, attracting everyone's attention.

Lovia opened her eyes for the first time.

She has not said a word since the disagreement between the exploration team just now, and just listened to the ubiquitous voices.

But now, in addition to the murmur of the great creator, she has caught a trace of imperceptible restlessness.

While walking, Lovia looked around, and saw that the other companions didn't notice it, and even Colin didn't notice that the sound was getting closer and closer, and walked forward almost blindly.

As the Sequence Eight of the "The Hanged Man" pathway, the "Listener" is always a sequence that is criticized by other churches and beliefs.

This sequence is like the "cold-blooded" of "devil", it can force the change of Beyonder's mind at a low sequence, and this feature is so conspicuous that when many people talk about "listener", they always forget its own capabilities.

Listening is not only the enhancement of physical hearing, nor is it just listening to the ravings of great beings when acting, but also sensitive to the sound of mysticism. When trapped by illusion, powerful "listeners" can always find a breakthrough from the sound. , found a violation.

The pale gray eyes were suddenly stained with blood, and Lovia was dazzled for a while. She only felt that her vision and hearing were almost separated, and she was sending two completely different signals to the brain at the same time.

Visually, under the leadership of Colin, they were slowly approaching the lighthouse with hazy outlines hidden behind the fog; auditory, the creepy noise had reached its extreme, and the shadows were disturbed by the sound of limbs fluctuating. .

"Stop."

The elder who didn't like to talk a lot suddenly spoke up, causing his companions in front to look sideways.

I saw a huge silver armor rising from her body, and her blood-red spirituality quickly filled the gap in the armor, transformed into a huge knight, and slashed aside without warning.

The silver giant sword slammed to the ground, and Colin, who had a dark green symbol branded in his pupils, was stunned. Then one of the long swords in his hand was inserted into the ground, and the other set off a storm. After the invisible thing, the flesh and blood flew all at once.

The other members of the Silver City Exploration Team reacted almost instantly and used their own means to fill the vacancy of the two elders' attacks.

These attacks are like a stone sinking into the water. Although they can't cause any substantial impact, the ripples that swayed briefly shattered the illusion. The scene of silent decay revealed a corner of the scene, and the monsters who were caught fled. Back to the shadow, before Colin could see clearly, countless black threads intertwined with reality and illusion hung down from the sky, some evoked fleeing monsters, some pulled ripples, and some stretched towards Colin and others.

Looking at the black silk thread that was getting closer and closer, Colin calmly took out his pocket watch. The semi-circular white smooth upside-down buckle covered the ground where the exploration team was standing. The spiritual body line of everyone in the team is in front of them, and they can't reach the target. They can only helplessly wander around, and finally the resentment returns to the place where the ripples are completely closed.

This is not an illusion. Colin, who frowned, did see traces of emotions in the actions of those silk threads, and it wasn't just him. At this time, Lovia, who believed in hearing more, also frowned slightly, and hesitantly put his palm on his chest. .

"Is this, illusion?" Another member of the team, Joshua, wearing blood-red gloves, pinched himself hard, took out a short knife, and made a cut on his forearm.

But apart from the gushing of blood, which added a bit of fishy smell to the air, there was no other change.

"It seems that as long as we are in illusion, we will not be harmed by monsters..." Valer said uncertainly, trying to gain the approval of others.

Colin's frowning frown relaxed a little, and he looked away from the place where the ripples appeared just now, and looked at Lovia, who was silent.

"The voice is much quieter, the monsters are far away from here..." Lovia's slightly hoarse voice hesitated for a while, "It is also possible that they were controlled by the spiritual body thread and could not make a sound."

"The thread of the spiritual body?" Joshua repeated unfamiliar words, and the hand that was applying medicine to the scratch on the forearm stopped.

Colin nodded slowly and explained:

"This is an ability mastered by the 'Fortuneteller' pathway. Powerful illusions are also a major feature of the high sequence of the 'Fortuneteller'."

"But these powers may have been combined with the dark environment, and a mutation has occurred. At least I didn't notice it before the monster approached."

Lovia thought for a while and added:

"There is a certain possibility."

Those illusions are indeed well combined with the darkness nearby, except for hearing, there are almost no flaws.

Colin, who was holding a pocket watch, looked at his companion who was on guard while discussing in a low voice, his eyes moved to the air, and to the clock tower behind the fog.

Different from the previous attempts, the bright starlight did not appear again on the clock tower this time. Even if the pocket watch left by Amon was exposed, it did not cause any changes.

The previous inference was correct. The city gang was divided into two parts. Although the sealed artifact that existed in the dark had enough strength to touch the rest of the city-state, it was difficult to react as violently as the other half.

Colin was thinking about the gains and losses, but he didn't realize that the left hand holding the pocket watch was tightened to the limit, and the knuckles were white.

"Continue to explore."

......

Inside the "White Oak" bar where local adventurers and pirates gather in Bayam.

Danitz, who finally got the chance to ventilate, sipped his beer, but he didn't dare to drink too much. He had to carefully wipe off the wine stuck on the fake beard to prevent the disguise from failing.

Different from the past, with Gehrman's strong assist, he has become the most wanted target of the Church of Storms and the Bayam colonial government, second only to several pirate generals.

Damn madman, if he hadn't told me to report to the Church of the Storm, why would I need to go out for a drink and spend more than half an hour pretending?

Within a week, his bounty had risen from 3,000 pounds to 4,500 pounds, but the sequence remained the same. Now I don't know the Church of the Storm's substitute punishment, even if other powerful pirates saw him, they would be very hungry. When the dog saw the meat, he could not wait to eat it alive.

Thinking about it carefully, since I followed this lunatic Gehrman, the only benefit is that I have shared a reward of 500 pounds, and I also know the whereabouts of the main material of the next sequence of "The Arsonist".

Gehrman slaughtered an entire "hunter" team in Bansi, including many "conspirators"!

I just don't know if that guy will sell it to me... Danitz looked at the bathroom of the bar. Seeing that Gehrman hadn't come out yet, he lowered his head again, and counted how many houses he needed to sell. Collect enough money for the main material.

Of course, the well-known pirate did some calculations, and finally came to the conclusion that selling his head was the fastest way to raise money.

"No one came just now."

With a gloomy face, Klein sat opposite Danitz, listening to the well-known pirate's due diligence report, and he looked around without any cover.

"Is Lucien Norway here?"

"Of course not..." Danitz caught a glimpse of the cold light in Klein's eyes, and quickly explained, "I mean, of course I don't know about his kind of little guy, but from what you described, there are also pirates nearby. There are rumors that female pirates who are good at using plants have often visited this bar recently."

"You know, although there are quite a few Beyonders at sea, they are still a few. A Sequence Seven who is good at fighting can serve as a captain on an ordinary pirate ship. Thinking of this, that woman often comes here without deliberately concealing her own characteristics, and it is not incomprehensible. "

I remember that you were also Sequence Seven... Klein glanced at Danitz, knowing that his strength could not be regarded as a general understanding, he tapped his finger and looked towards the bar.

"Who's the boss here?"

"What?" Danitz couldn't help but be stunned as he didn't follow the thoughts of the other side.

Seeing that there was no response, Klein simply got up and walked straight to the bar. He managed to pass through a few pirates who were talking and pushed aside the strong man who was buying wine. His reckless behavior had already attracted a lot of people. Looking towards the bar.

Feeling the gaze behind him, the corners of Klein's mouth lifted slowly, looking at the bartender whose palm wanted to touch the bottom of the table. smashed down.

boom!

The noisy bar was suddenly quiet.

The sound of the bartender's head hitting the table violently shook the entire bar, and many guests squatted down like a conditioned reflex, and they were very experienced.

When they found out that there were no gunshots and no fireballs flying strangely, they tried to stick their heads out from under the table. They stopped for only a second, and the shouts of watching the fun and not being too big resounded throughout the bar.

Pirates and adventurers cheered, anticipating more intense conflict.

"Kill him!" This is already too much.

"Hold down that bastard, don't let him run away!" This was the angry shout of the bar owner.

"A lunatic, definitely a lunatic..." This is Danitz - he is not afraid of Gehrman Sparrow being planted here, but he is worried that he will reveal his true face in the panic, attracting the punisher, bad The captain's event.

In the midst of all the noise, Klein looked coldly at the sullen boss on the second floor of the bar. He gently stroked the palm of the bartender's face. The bruised cheeks of the unconscious bartender disappeared, and his legs were red and swollen.

The adventurer dressed in black walked towards the second floor step by step, his calm and calm pace and the malicious unleashed inadvertently shocked the surroundings, the whole bar quickly became quiet again, and watched the adventurer step over a group of incontinent people. The bar bodyguard, ignoring the muzzle of his gun, walked up to the boss who had long been unable to move.

He swept away the two strong men beside the boss, the platinum halo dyed his pupils, and just staring at them caused the two men who were nearly two meters tall to faint.

"Are you the boss here?"

"Yes..." The bar owner propped up the table with his hands behind his back, his trembling legs and feet were soft like noodles, swaying.

"Do you know this person?"

A sketch was placed in front of the boss, and for a moment, the boss seemed to have returned to the night when he was coerced by the female pirate on the paper. While annoyed at his bad luck, he was so frightened that he could hardly take care of himself, and his trembling lips could not spit out a single one. word come.

Seems to have gone too far... Klein resisted the urge to sigh, "Crawling Hunger" closed the open mouth in the palm of his hand, and the shadow of the cane clenched in his right hand faded.

"Do you know this person?" he asked again.

"I know, I know!" the boss, who only felt a little less pressure on his shoulders, shouted, his forehead wet with cold sweat.

He seized the opportunity and said almost everything he knew, and he ignored the stunned pirates and adventurers in the bar. .com realized what he had done, his hands and feet that were struggling to support him lost the last bit of strength in an instant, and he collapsed.

It's over, that woman will definitely kill me, she will definitely do it... Suddenly, the boss looked up, met the cold eyes of the strange adventurer in front of him, and slowly opened his mouth to the limit.

"Which pirate here killed someone?"

The cold-faced adventurer suddenly asked an inexplicable question, and the empty-headed boss was frozen in place like a sculpture.

Which pirate has never killed anyone?

Faced with this almost nonsense question, the boss squeezed out a bit of strength from nowhere, hesitated for a while, and pointed his trembling fingers to a pirate who usually has a bad relationship with him and does not possess strange abilities.

The pirate who was pointed out was instantly furious, but in an instant an indescribable terror locked on him.

At the last moment of his life, he only remembered that he was stared at by a pair of brown eyes with no temperature, and then the boiling shadow and illusory mouth pulled out his flesh and blood, the wave of shadows faded, and there was only a pool of mud on the floor. rotten meat.

A wide range of illusions concealed all this, and the satisfied "creeping hunger" was no longer presumptuous. Klein also seized this opportunity, grabbed Danitz by the collar, and disappeared at the door of the bar.

When everyone in the bar reacted, they saw red, white, and yellow meat smeared all over the floor, and the nearest pirates vomited.

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I went to see a movie today. Yang Jian from the Conferred Gods List, how should I put it? I feel that the screenwriter has to give the art a shot. This art is too powerful.

Finally, I still ask for a recommendation and a monthly pass, please!