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Seeing me rushing into the main room suddenly and quickly moving the boxes out of the house, Father Carter said in surprise: "Marcus, what are you doing? It's too late to pack your bags and prepare to escape now."

As soon as I woke up, I kicked open the outer cover of the box, pulled out a rusty metal product from the inside, and stuffed it into his hand.

"Our hope is in them!"

Seeing Father Carter's puzzled expression, I said viciously: "This is the metal frame after the mirror exploded and fell off! I originally planned to throw it away yesterday, but I wanted to keep it to build equipment later, so I put it in with the sundries.

It’s in the box…”

Carter instantly understood what I meant and slapped his palms: "Hey, that's right! The frame of the Mirror of Death can withstand the erosion of the mirror for hundreds of years, so it must also have the effect of deterring and suppressing it!"

He squatted down excitedly and rummaged through the box for the metal frame of the Mirror of Death, picking out the usable parts bit by bit.

"Marcus, you have too many messy things in this box!"

The priest complained, "Stone mask? Animal skin bag? Broken flag? Sword made of precious metal? Broken book? Why is there a broken stone!"

While he was throwing things out, I picked them up distressedly, "Don't throw them away! Those are my Stone Ghost Face, Jay's animal skin bag, Gan Jiang Moye Sword, and Navigation Notes! These are all treasures!"

"

What is this stone?

The flint the jay left me didn't seem so big or round, did it?

Hey, forget it, put it away first!

I held the things in my arms and saw Father Carter gritting his teeth and saying, "Let's take a gamble!".

As he spoke, he piled the metal frames of the magic mirror together, gently unscrewed the cap of the dark red liquid, and poured out a drop of the mysterious substance.

The drop of dark red liquid, as if it was alive, quickly fell to the ground, burrowed into the pile of rusty metal along the grass, and turned into countless hair-thick red threads, quickly wrapping around the target.

"Don't go over there and join in the fun." Father Carter stopped me from leaning forward to watch.

"The Philosopher's Stone in my hand is specially used for exorcism after being calcined and separated by an alchemist. It remains in the critical state of liquefaction and sublimation. It will automatically enter the state of proliferation and projection, combine with effective substances, and transform chaos and distortion into a stable state.

, no manual intervention is required throughout the process..."

I frowned, "It's not that I want to get closer, it's just that it's pulling me..."

"Drag you? How can this be..."

Before Carter finished speaking, he discovered that there was indeed a red thread passing through a long distance, firmly grabbing my pants and climbing up, and soon climbed up to my chest.

Then, with lightning speed, he pulled the inconspicuous stone away from my hand!

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The battle between the cats is coming to an end. The tired body can no longer withstand the erosion of the twisted pollution. The floating figure of the mist-like paper man has been surrounded by a five-meter-diameter position. It can only rely on the efforts of the police leopard to no longer be compressed.

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But from their exhausted roars, one can also hear the weakness...

Suddenly, an extremely bright light emitted from the venue, which was like the first ray of light from the sky at dawn, and like the first blazing torch lit in the dense forest, with fearless light and heat.

Come to this land!

A hurricane suddenly blew up in the field, and the airflow spiraled inwards, sucking in the mist floating in the pasture, rolling and turning to form a tornado that reached into the sky, and swayed underground against common sense.
Chapter completed!