Unexpectedly, Mr. Chekov is much younger than Mr. Edmund and Old John in appearance. Specifically, he looks like he is just over fifty, although he has white hair.
, but in fact most of the hair is black.
When Shade opened the door and walked into the store that afternoon, he saw at a glance that the "Hamilton Detective Stories" in Carson's language was placed in the most conspicuous place in the used bookstore, and those books were definitely new. In this way
Dorothy's novels are really popular.
The store itself is not big, so it does not employ clerks. The person sitting behind the counter who is repairing old books is Mr. Chekov. Hearing Shade's voice, the old man raised his head and glanced at Shade, and then saw Shade.
De brought a letter and put it in front of him.
Mr. Chekov opened the letter and read it, frowned slightly and then looked at Shade:
"This is an acquaintance introduced by Father John. Since there are three signatures, of course I can discuss business with you, but I was not planning to sell that relic."
He put the letter in the drawer under the counter, brought the teapot and prepared the cups, and then started talking to Shade:
"What do you call it?"
"Well John Watson."
"Well, Mr. Watson, the value of [Star Sword Stone] does not lie in itself, but in the special alloys produced by it. I got it from the Islands, but it took a lot of effort. If you want to talk
Of course I can negotiate with you about the price. But don’t worry about gold pounds or krona, I only accept barter."
Shade nodded understandingly. He had discussed with the witches that this relic would definitely not be easy to obtain, so the [Witches Council] would pay for the purchase. Even if this relic had nothing to do with the Chosen One ceremony, it would not be easily obtained.
Worthy of collection by Parliament:
"Although the relics that my friends and I have collected are not many, there are still one or two that are valuable. How about this, Mr. Chekov, tell us what kind of relics or knowledge you need, and the monastery and I will also
We are considered friends, so we can simply discuss it."
The bookstore owner behind the counter smiled and agreed:
"You were introduced by Old John. He said in his letter that you were very similar to him when he was young. I thought this meant that you were as stingy as him. He didn't mean to say that he was as handsome as you when he was young, right?"
He brought his notebook, wrote a few words in a hurry, then tore off the piece of paper and handed it to Shade:
"Five options. Take any one of the first two, or take any two of the last three, and this deal will be successful. Although [Star Sword Stone] is only a keeper-level relic, you also understand its value.
, so don’t blame me for being a big talker. Of course, if the values are not exactly equal, we can make up for the difference."
"certainly."
Shade lowered his head to look and saw it said:
[1. Space storage relics (any level); 2. Two Keeper-level relics that can create safe dark/light-absorbing areas; 3. New information about the "Light Worshiper Training Society"; 4. Keepers
"The second option is to resist the abnormal light?"
"Of course, at present, the whispering element of the relic is the most effective way to resist abnormal light. Although the keeper-level relic cannot completely protect the user, it can at least weaken the contagiousness of the light. Recently, in the entire Yuewan area,
The prices of such relics are rising, even more exaggeratedly than the housing prices in Bay City in recent years. Of course, if you feel that you have lost money, I can make up the difference."
Mr. Chekov said, without explaining the purpose of the other options:
"[Star Sword Stone] I have been keeping it for you, you don't have to worry about me selling it to others. In my opinion, the second option is the easiest for you to come up with. Of course, if you choose other options, I will be happy too."
Happy."
"What a coincidence. I really have a lot of dragon scale coins in my hand. The coins you are referring to should be the ones taken from the 'Dragon Altar', right?"
Shade asked, and Mr. Chekov nodded in surprise:
"Of course, you have such a coin? This is really unexpected. You don't have to wonder what I want this for. The weapon strengthened after smelting the dragon scale coin has a great damage bonus to the dragon. 20 coins will strengthen 20
A different weapon, I can make a lot of money by changing hands."
"Then what specific information do you want about the 'Light Worshipers Training Society'?"
"Of course you have to be as detailed as possible, at least tell me what they are doing recently."
But Shade and [Witch Council] also want to know what the other party is doing recently. Since the "Light Chaser" was besieged by the witches and two dragons last weekend and retreated, Shade has never heard from the other party.
.
He was about to continue asking for specific information about the relic "Universal Glue" when he suddenly felt that his eyes were getting dark:
"Huh? The gas light in the store is broken?"
Then I realized that the gas lamp was not lit at all in the used bookstore at four o'clock in the afternoon.
"Something happened outside."
Mr. Chekov was also slightly startled and then said immediately. He opened the board and walked out of the counter, and hurried to the street with Shade.
Standing at the door of the store and looking up, the sun is approaching the evening and there is no "solar eclipse" phenomenon, and there are no large rain clouds suddenly appearing to cover the sky. What ordinary people see from the perspective of ordinary people is a strange black fog quickly rising over the city.
They gathered to cover the bright sky, while thin white mist slowly dispersed in the air in the streets and alleys.
What the two ring warlocks saw was clearly a thick white mist that symbolized death, rushing out from all directions on the street like a tsunami.
"Undead?"
Mr. Chekov asked in shock. He is an eleventh-circle warlock and his perception is very powerful:
"What's going on? What's going on with this aura of death that seems like a wave of undead is about to appear?"
Shade stood solemnly on the street and looked in all directions, while passers-by and shopkeepers on the street who were also attracted by this strange scene of sudden darkness were also talking on the street.
"The door of death is open."
"What?"
Mr. Chekov heard Shade's mumbling. Shade pulled his sleeve and temporarily returned to the used bookstore with him. Shade spoke very fast. Something big happened this time:
"That's a metaphor. I experienced the Fort Midhill incident last fall. This feeling was clearly that a larger-scale 'life and death situation' somewhere in the city was out of control."
"What? The edge of life and death? No, you don't need to explain, I know this, but in Moon Bay?"
Mr. Chekov became more and more shocked, and Shade continued to add:
"Don't worry, it's definitely not as big as the unknown relic 'The Chamber of Life and Death' in Fort Midhill last year, but it depends on the situation. Little Mr. Chekov, is there anything about the local legend in Yuewan City?
Undead, death and other legends?”
"some!"
The old man in his fifties nodded immediately, narrowed his eyes slightly and recalled the relevant content:
"About the middle to late fifth era, Yuewan City experienced a major earthquake. That earthquake and the subsequent tsunami almost destroyed the small half of Yuewan, so that the Yuewan area no longer existed in the late fifth era.
developed.
Some documents record that after the earthquake, incidents of resurrecting the undead and killing ghosts occurred frequently in the local area for a long time. Later, they experienced a horrific plague of the undead. In the end, it was a witch emperor who personally took action to put an end to that incident.
It was suppressed. Could it be that the Witch Emperor sealed the life-and-death situation that was out of control at that time?"
"It is very likely that the tide of spirits and elements triggered by the great earthquake tore the boundary between life and death, and this crack was created. Otherwise, there is no reason why in the longer history, Yuewan has never had anything to do with this.
records."
Xia De judged, looking at the "thick" white fog outside the window:
"But the disaster that is about to happen in Yue Bay is not the light, isn't it? Mr. Chekov, I'm leaving first. The next time I come, I will bring what you want, and please prepare that relic."
"Okay, I'll give it to you."
After saying that, the two of them walked out of the door and came to the street. The cold feeling in the white mist made people shiver. This was the power of death. Shade turned around and wanted to say goodbye to Mr. Chekov, but he couldn't help but shiver.
Suddenly my eyes lit up.
It wasn't that the thick fog had dispersed or that someone was approaching with a kerosene lamp, but that the entire white fog seemed to be glowing. Mr. Shade and Mr. Chekov were confused for a few seconds, and then said almost simultaneously:
"Special light!"
No one will forget the moonlight that was so bright that it kept people awake a few nights ago, and on this strange Sunday, the dusk sun also brought disasters caused by distorted light.
The fog of death was not dispelled by the distorted sunlight, but instead the two merged together in some strange state. Although the "special light" was severely weakened by the white fog, it had little impact on normal people for the time being, but everyone could see
It follows that these glowing "death fogs" that combine two powers are definitely not safe.
The heavy fog that diffused in the city did not cover the entire Yuewan City. At least in the dock area in the south of the city and on the sea, only an extremely thin fog of death could be seen.
But because of the thin fog, on the sea surface of the city's south pier and harbor, the evening sunset even stung people so much that they couldn't even open their eyes. The sunset sun didn't have any temperature, it just had a dim feeling that made people melt into the light.
And then towards death. Maybe this is not an illusion.
A strange thing happened on the way to the "Brilliant Messenger" on the dock. It was impossible to find the carriage because of the heavy fog. Shade, who turned into a cat and jumped on the roof, suddenly stopped when he just crossed Herring Street.
I noticed that a pedestrian walking in the fog suddenly started twitching.
His dim figure in the fog gradually lit up with strong light, but he did not immediately explode into a ball of light and disappear. Instead, he transformed into a human form of white light amidst the screams, and then rushed towards the houses on the roadside.