Chapter 194 The Sea of ​​Gods’ War

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When Emlin was not afraid when he heard Leonard Mitchell's invitation, he entered the house calmly with a silk hat and a smile on his face.

He did not take off his coat because the "Potion Professor" always carried a lot of auxiliary items on his body, which was not so beautiful after losing the cover.

Emlin sat down in a straight tuxedo, leaning his back against the support behind him, and spoke leisurely:

"Actually, there is no need to be such a trouble. If there is, just quote the price. If there is no, just be honest."

"Of course, I'm pretty sure you have."

He chuckled, his bright red eyes reflecting the figure of Leonard Mitchell who didn't care about the neat clothes.

This kind of scene where I know what secrets you have, and you have no knowledge of me at all, makes Emlin feel relaxed physically and mentally and extremely superior.

Leonard combed his black hair with his fingers, sat casually on the chair opposite, and smiled without any panic or confusion and said:

"At least I have to know who wants it."

"Maybe it's me, maybe it's my friend." Emlin raised his chin lightly and smiled gracefully.

Leonard narrowed his eyes and turned his head slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Finally, he laughed:

"Well, since I have come with this badge, I will answer you honestly."

"I do have a magical item that can steal other people's extraordinary abilities, but there is only one."

"If you want to buy it, 7,000 pounds, no bargaining."

7,000 pounds? Similar magical items are so expensive? Although you don’t have to pay for it yourself, Emlin was still shocked and almost couldn’t maintain the demeanor of the blood clan.

He had automatically converted the money into how many dolls and how many sets of doll dresses in his mind.

After two seconds of silence, Emlin smiled and said, "I'll think about it and I'll give you a reply in the past two days."

"Yes." Leonard Mitchell curled the corners of his mouth.

After leaving the house at 7 Pinster Street, Emlin, as if nothing had happened, hired a taxi to go to the steam subway station in the North District and returned all the way to the South District of the Bridge.

Taking off his hat and looking back at the carriage driving through the pedestrian street, Emlin chuckled and walked into the Harvest Church.

In the middle of a street tree and an iron-black gas street lamp pole, an insignificant shadow suddenly floated, and Leonard Mitchell, with black hair and green eyes, appeared.

He appeared silently and did not attract the attention of any passers-by.

"People from the church of Mother Earth?" Leonard frowned slightly and said as if he was talking to himself.

He paused for two seconds and left Rose Street where the Harvest Church was located.

After a moment.

"7,000 pounds? Why didn't he grab it?" Klein almost blurted out from the grey fog when he heard the "moon" Emlin's return.

According to the third deputy of the "Golden Dream" and the "Bloom Tie" Yoderson's bounty, Klein speculated that the price of similar magical items is around 5,000 pounds, and even the premium is at most 6,000 pounds. Who knows, Leonard Mi

Chel drove 7,000 pounds directly!

Extraordinary items are 7,000 pounds, and 500 pounds to "Moon" Emlin!

Is it the items left over from a higher sequence, stealing other people's extraordinary abilities is just one of the effects? No, if that's the case, the price will start at 10,000 pounds... Poet classmate, why didn't I know you were a profiteer before?

He was obviously very free and easy, but didn't care much about money... Klein couldn't help but sigh a few times.

Since there are clues and seeing the dawn and it can be solved with money, Klein does not want to seek other channels to avoid accidents.

He quickly calculated his net worth and found that this was the affordable price:

"Duckwell actually found me and asked me to escort him to another island. Even if he paid £300 in advance, his savings, he would deduct the £200 paid to Miss 'Magic', now

There are 8,467 pounds of banknotes and 5 gold coins, which is not counting the change of 3 Suller and 8pence."

"I'm much richer than I thought, even in Beckland, I can still be called a rich man."

"In addition, Miss 'Justice' will pay the previous £2,000 owed this week, and my funds can be completely turned over. Unfortunately, this time I didn't find a replacement for the grazing partner, otherwise I could add the one that Miss 'Justice' needs.

'Psychologist' characteristics."

Klein took a breath and held back the heartache of heavy bleeding.

He stopped hesitating and let the banknotes fly over from the top of the pile of debris and land on the table.

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Weather: Thunderstorms turn cloudy.

Geographic location: not on the map.

Distance to the nearest island: Unknown.

Status: Lost.

This is the third time Agaritu has picked up the map to confirm the direction. After entering the ruins of the God War, the compass has lost its function. He seemed to have seen a large string of "cannot navigate for you in the front" and "not enough level, the map ahead has not yet been opened."

Classic texts appear in the distant sky.

Perhaps it is the spiritual influence of the goddess of the night, that the astrology in this sky is disordered and cannot correspond to the astrology required for navigation.

The spiritual power is surprisingly active, and unstable gaps in the spiritual world have been created in many places. There are even some shallow overlaps between the illusions of the astral real world and the real sky outside. He exploded last night because he was not cautious enough in stargazing.

Two times, but fortunately, I was not subjected to too much pollution.

The power of many gods is extremely unstable in these ruins, with unheard murmurs, countless extraordinary characteristics and visions produced by spiritual legacy.

The ritual will be affected here, and reciting the divine name or even some honorific names may cause reactions to the remaining power.

Therefore, the blood sacrifice seems a bit unnecessary, it is difficult to sacrifice to a specific great existence, and it is difficult to stabilize the spiritual passage.

Of course. As a great existence, he contacted Edward with an inside line, but the inside line signal also caused a certain delay and packet loss due to the excessive power of the gods. He almost caused him to cause trouble. He once almost caused him to be here.

The remaining power of the "God of Bound" was tied into a demon mummy on the spot, and it took a lot of strength to transform back.

The connection with the body made him immune to most of the whispers, but he still had to deal with the pollution he was in person.

The method of handling is very simple, just let the body die completely once.

The power of the "Binded God" appears here, proving that He also participated in that battle? It has been too long and cannot remember it very clearly.

After reshaping his brain twice, he was a little unsure whether what he saw now was true, whether the course was or whether it was east, so he chose to ask "Say the Death". "Say the Death" confirmed that they were still on the way.

Sailing eastward is only slower after entering the Sea of ​​God Wars. Coupled with various negative effects, hallucinations and misjudgments will continue to arise.

"I just lost control for one night, and you didn't seem to have moved again."

"We are moving forward, we are sailing two meters!"

Agaritu looked at the grape eyes and vine mouth growing on the deck of "Death", and couldn't help asking if you really feel you're sober now? The grape vines surrounding a circle opened and closed, saying I think I'm

I am quite normal in spirit, but I am just a ship, so why don’t you ask others again?

OK, Agaritu said. And burned the vines and grapes, but they soon grew again.

He went upstairs and walked up the deck, and saw various crops surrounding the masts, the ship's side and sails all the way up. The deck seemed like a plantation, and there were several sucked slaves hanging from the rattans horizontally and vertically.

And the crew, it reminds people of bugs on the spider web.

There is no sun or moon in the sky. Apart from the messy stars that seem to be thrown up, there are only clouds. The whole sky is like an oil painting with dark colors, with heavy strokes and very freehand style. The only highlights are the white light-transmitting area in the clouds.

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The captain was not surprised by this scene. He bypassed the crew No. 1, who had not known who had converted to the belief but had been praying loudly, and stepped over the crew No. 2,345, who had fallen to the ground and thrown into the jar.

A figure suddenly flashed behind him and said loudly:

"captain!"

Agaritu turned his head and saw that his second pair of eyes were filled with red bloodshot, surrounded by dark spirituality, which looked a little abnormally excited.

"What's up?"

A hideous smile appeared on Gilsyace's face: "Where are we going next?"

"Continue to go east." Agaritu perfunctorily treated the crew, "the land of God abandonment."

"Captain, your chart must be wrong. Both the East and the West Continent are just legends! How can the mysterious place that cannot be found in major churches, really exist? I guess you are looking for the abyss of lost, but you are lost

!" Gilsyace looked unconscious and his nonsense was doubled. "You gave up halfway to search for the 'sinking Laurel' and didn't chase the legacy of the Bailang Empire. Are you really afraid of the Spirit Cult

Those people? The last time that "Death Messenger" was just a demigod, not as good as the great "Death"! Captain, you are cowardly, you are no longer suitable to be the spokesperson for "Death". Or should I change it to

bring it on!"

"The great 'death'! I am your most loyal..."

Bang!

Agaritu hit him with a straight punch, and just hit the bridge of Gilsy's nose that kept talking. Gilsy's face was beaten into a funnel, and his body rolled out and smashed it in.

After a few seconds, the "death" repaired himself and filled the broken wooden boards. The noisiest crew on the ship finally quieted for a while.

He turned around and began to look for other crew members who could communicate. The crew member who was still praying wildly just now turned into a morning glory rack, and had roots on the deck in a kneeling position, and his body was wrapped around the growing green green all over.
To be continued...