Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me Chapter 128

On the round table in the reception room, the crystal "diamond" fragments reflected the bright yellow cast by the sun, and the crystal surface of the color was lost little by little, and gradually returned to the escaping gray mist.

"Miss Audrey?"

The good-looking green eyes were still a confused Audrey, and under the call of Herben, she gradually calmed down.

I just saw those were dragons?

She recalled the hazy image she saw just now, and the "audience"'s outstanding memory helped her recall the details of the image accurately, but more areas that were blocked by the gray fog were still blurred.

I remember that at the top of the high-backed chair on the gray fog, the symbol corresponding to "audience" is an abstract dragon pattern... So the picture just now is probably a kind of abstraction that is often said in psychology. a revelation that points directly to the essence?

"This is also an understanding, but in mythology, more often the phantoms you just saw will be called the imprints left by the mythical creature forms of angels in the fog of history."

Suddenly, Herben Rambis's kind voice interrupted Audrey's thinking. His normal blue eyes flashed with the brilliance of humanity. He calmly looked at the young lady in front of him, and took the initiative to explain the other party's doubts.

Angel's mythical creature form!

Audrey was frightened by the sudden answer to the question in her heart, and subconsciously puffed up her cheeks childishly.

"Lambis advisor, casually peeping into a lady's heart is not what a respected gentleman like you should do."

Herwin smiled mildly and bowed apologetically.

"I'm sorry, you know, when people get old, there will always be times when they're not serious. I'm sorry for what I did just now."

"Anyway, you can make a not-too-excessive request. This is my compensation for what I just did."

Not too demanding?

Almost as soon as she heard the other party's promise, several innocent thoughts flashed in Audrey's mind, such as using the dream to complete her childhood dream, such as letting the other party tell her many interesting things about mysticism.

No, why did I think of this in the first place?

This should be the fantasy that came up when I didn't know much about mysticism before I joined the Tarot Club.

And if I can really make a request, I should also ask the other party to help me promote myself as a "psychiatrist"... But now, from the gray fog just now, there are many phantoms of giant dragons. After the temperament changed, I seemed to act like a little girl in front of him.

He was like a mirror, reflecting the most childish part of my heart... Audrey, who suddenly realized that she was not normal just now, adjusted her breathing, then she calmed down and re-entered the "audience" State, with a flawless smile on his face.

"Then, I want to join the Psychology Alchemy Club."

She directly stated her purpose, and this was also the task given to her by Mr. Fool.

Rather than betting on the other party to help her become a "psychiatrist", Audrey believes in Mr. Fool who believes in "equivalent exchange" and is casual and peaceful.

As long as I complete Mr. Fool's quest, I can get the potion formula of "Psychiatrist". Except for the time when I need to buy potions at the Tarot Fair, I will only be promoted a week or two later.

She remembered that Little "Sun" once said that there is a giant dragon near the City of Silver, and the potion of the "spectator" path should not be difficult.

"This is not an excessive request." Seeing that Audrey's request was so simple, Hervin Rambis, who was no longer "arrogant" from the Psychology Alchemy Society at the core, did not hesitate and directly agreed to the other party's request.

From his point of view, this is most likely the meaning of the one above the gray fog.

After a simple balance, he released his control over other creatures in the villa and said softly:

"This Saturday, my students will hold a seminar on psychology. Miss Audrey doesn't know if they are interested in participating."

"I'm honored." Audrey quickly followed the other party's thoughts and agreed with a smile.

She picked up the coffee in front of her, took a sip, and glanced gracefully at Susie, who was still squatting at the door.

Wang?

Seeing her master chatting with the old man opposite, Susie suddenly felt the questioning gaze, not only tilted her head, but her round eyes were full of doubts.

The crowded freighter shrieked and blew its whistle, clumsily leaning towards the shore, and waves of hot air gushed out from the tall cylindrical chimneys, dyeing the sky of the Eastern Docks white.

In front of the small building where a vicious murder case had occurred before, Klein, dressed in disguise, watched from afar the aftermath of the night watchman of the Church of the Night. In the second-story building of the dock union, figures in white coats entered and exited. .

It seems that Lan Erwusi should have prepared both hands at the time. No matter when the church launched the siege, he would have a group of natural hostages...

Looking at the iron buckets that were piled up at the entrance of the small building of the wharf union and guarded by special personnel, Klein couldn't help shaking his head.

Without even having to activate his spiritual vision, Klein could conclude that it must be full of "seeds" that Aurora would use to make flesh bombs.

After Gu Rui confirmed that Louis Evans was harmless to him, Klein wanted to investigate the notorious human trafficker Kapin himself.

Whether it's the deeds I accidentally learned about in the golden rose before, or the irrelevant evidence in the photos, it's enough to sentence this scum making black money to death.

And after the divination, I didn't find anything strange in the photo and the corresponding notes... Seeing that the church had completed most of the aftermath work, Klein dipped his cane and walked slowly in the opposite direction. about to leave.

The place where he is standing now is actually a gathering place on the dock where there are no live homeless workers waiting for the foreman to pick people, and the smell is not good.

Looking at the two rows of middle-aged people of different looks huddled around the road, compared to them, Klein, who was wearing a black double-breasted coat and holding a cane, was like a nobleman from Queens, who was different from the Eastern District. The cold and dirty feeling is out of place.

Alas, in the sadness of the industrial age, it is no wonder that Emperor Roselle would say that the industrial revolution he started eventually became a hotbed of evil gods. The church's relief can only take care of young children and seriously ill wounded. As for more, The group of workers who have passed through poverty because of poverty can only lament.

Under the desperation of life, even if the gods really exist, it is difficult for ordinary civilians to maintain their beliefs, and various cultists will take advantage of the emptiness to enter and lead them to a darker abyss.

This is why many times, even though the Aurora Society is hostile to all the churches and is encircled and suppressed together, it cannot really be eliminated.

The irony is that in these places they are more likely to gain a mass base than the church.

Klein's eyes swept across the different faces, and it was easy to find their hidden similarities.

Numbness, malnutrition, dark and thin...

Suddenly, his eyes paused, and stopped for an extra second on a figure with gray temples.

"My name is Kohler, and this is all the money I have. You can find me at the dock."

That night, the vague old voice echoed in Klein's ears again.

He stopped in a tangled way, and walked over in the eyes of those on the side of the road in surprise or anticipation.

"Are you familiar with the streets of the East End?"

Kohler, who had only eaten one meal in two days, lowered his head blankly, until Klein asked again, and then he raised his head half a beat, looking at the "gorgeous" dressed gentleman in disbelief.

"You mean me? Yes, of course I'm familiar, I've lived here for over twenty years, all kinds of..."

"Very good, I need a guide." Klein, who didn't want to meet those bloodshot eyes, pulled on his half-height silk top hat and threw a sole of coins into Kohler's hand with precision.

This... Feeling the coldness in the palm of his hand, the old Kohler, who only had a worn dark blue worker uniform on his body, shook his head violently, and after confirming that he was not dreaming, his legs trembled and it was difficult to sway. He got up, and in the envious eyes of other workers, Xiao ran followed.

"Sir, wait for me!"

Under the not-so-violent sunlight, the thin and thin shadow of the old Kohler dragged the old man, and another black smear on the top hat left two long traces on the ground.

The Sunya Sea, on an island with an extinct volcano

Alger stood with his hands behind his back on the wooden plank road extending from the mountainside of the volcano. His powerful vision enhanced by the potion allowed him to directly see the sailors' boats on the piers on the edge of the island, with masts erected and sails rolled up. Small actions.

This is the meeting place of the "Pirate Conference" created by the King of the Five Seas using his extraordinary abilities and sealed items.

Inside the huge extinct volcano, the twisting force combined with the original cavity directly transformed a stalactite grotto into a meeting hall, and the plank road where the hanged man stood was a plug-in platform specially built by manpower for the convenience of getting up and down. Some large areas extending from the mountainside are also used as temporary places for disputes to be handled during gatherings.

Except for a few pirate generals and four pirate kings, the other pirates were temporarily informed of the opening of the conference a week ago.

Oh, although this is to guard against the navies and churches of various countries, as far as I know, among the several pirate generals, there is no lack of inner ghosts with a similar identity to me... It seems that the attitude of those big men to the King of the Five Seas It's also quite subtle. This is because he can effectively maintain a certain order at sea, so he acquiesce to his status?

Suddenly, an exclamation that could be heard even in the middle of the island interrupted his thinking.

Alger, who was looking out, frowned visibly~www.mtlnovel.com~ Looking from his direction, you could clearly see the tense scene of the four pirate ships facing each other in front of the dock.

An illusory flame spread on the sea, and the flames that appeared out of thin air separated the four confronting pirate ships from other ships in a ring, like a cage.

"Golden Dream, Lieutenant General Iceberg shot just now?" Alger, who was standing in the perfect viewing position, murmured softly, his hands behind his back unknowingly holding white marks.

In the raging fire, Admiral Iceberg, Admiral Blood, Admiral Star, and Admiral Hell competed against each other. Among them, Admiral Iceberg and Admiral Star, who were both females, brought the ships very close, and it seemed that they had united against the other two. The meaning of pirate general.

On the Black Tulip, the dark green undead were covered in pieces, and Alger could only vaguely see that the silver-white masked Hell on his face was about to raise his sword.

Suddenly, a frost spear penetrated the illusory flame wall, and the battlefield that was about to start was instantly silent.

Edwina, who had set up the partition, looked back and saw that the illusory flame wall instantly separated a vacancy, and a ship with high black sails slowly entered.

"Everyone, I shouldn't be late, right?" On the bow pole of the Black Death, Tracy, who was wearing an off-white shirt, had her fair right arm covered by bandages, and pointed forward, the frost spear in her palm was ready to go. .

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