13 Mink Street Chapter 552

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"Director, what do you see down there?"

"Actually, I didn't see anything except the corpses I brought up, but I can feel that there should be something down here, because it's too dark."

"Is it too dark?"

Alfred frowned slightly, he was chewing on this sentence.

Although the director himself has never admitted it, in fact, he may be more pure than most of the bright remnants.

So, what is darkness in the eyes of the light?

Alfred looked at Neo again, and found that Neo didn't mean to explain, but just waved to him.

"Director, I'm going down to set up the formation." "Well, let's go."

Alfred walked forward, Ventura and Murray naturally followed him and planned to go together, Philomena was two beats behind.

She first felt that she was not good at formations, so there was no need to go down; then she realized that Ventura and Murray were not good at formations, but they wanted to go down together and thought they were stupid; finally, she realized that it was herself who was stupid;

"Hey, I said, what are you guys doing with me? Sit and rest and stay in good shape. This sand pool is an enchantment. We can be a little more free on this platform that does not belong to the sand pool.

Don't worry, if something happens later, you will be the first to go, and I will definitely be behind you. "When the captain is away, the director can still speak easily.

Ventura and the others stopped and rested on the spot.

Neo shouted to Alfred again: "Well, leave me the cigarettes in your pocket before you go down, I'm afraid I'll be bored sitting here."

Although the young master is in danger now, Alfred has no dislike for Neo's attitude, because he knows that the director must be very concerned about the young master's safety.

Alfred took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket and handed it to Neo.

Neo glanced at it and didn't answer it. Instead, he asked, "I want the cigarettes from the Thunder God Cult. Karen said he didn't bring my letter, but I suspect you will definitely bring it with you."

Alfred took out the special cigarettes offered by the God of Thunder and handed them to Neo: "I'm worried that if the young master needs it, please save some for the young master, sir."

"Heh." Neo took the cigarette and said disdainfully, "There must be more than one pack."

Alfred didn't say anything, and jumped off the platform with the backpack containing the formation materials.

Ventura and others came over worriedly and asked, "Director, let's leave the captain there, and wait for the formation to be arranged with peace of mind?"

"Why don't you take command?"

"No, no, no!" Xiao Shitou immediately waved his hands and shook his head. Neo lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and felt the trembling from his soul.

Immediately, he patrolled the sandy beach behind with slightly blurred eyes, and finally fixed his eyes on the huge skeleton of Compasini.

"Are you really... dead?"

The falling Alfred was suspended when his feet were about to touch the sand.

Immediately afterwards, he opened the backpack, held the bag in his right hand, and kept shaking the five fingers of his left hand. The corresponding formation materials in the backpack floated out and landed where they should go.

The whole process is like playing the piano, very elegant.

In fact, Alfred's path has deviated long ago. At the beginning, he stayed by the young master's side and was an effective bodyguard, but as the young master grew and became stronger, his bodyguard became more and more unworthy of his name.

Now, if the young master is going to a dangerous place, he will suggest that the young master take Ventura or Murry instead of himself.

Alfred had carefully read the records of the Cult of Kosmos about Tiranus, who personally wrote "Symme" and established the framework of the Cult of Kosmos.

Regarding his records, his military exploits are rarely mentioned. Even at the end of the last era, when the God of Order slaughtered the gods most crazily, he has not been seen to participate in any specific battles.

But his influence has continued to this day.

Alfred felt that this was what he wanted. This was not self-consolation, but that he could find his own existence value in these auxiliary jobs, and he was very satisfied.

Of course, it's not that he hasn't improved. In fact, he feels that he has improved a lot. The current self and the self when he was a radio anchor in Luojia City are simply two people.

But compared with the young master who was not even a servant of the gods when he left Luojia City, but is now an adjudicator, his improvement in strength is obviously a bit unsightly.

Fortunately, he has many interests and hobbies, and strictly speaking, he came into contact with Mr. Hoffin's formation notes earlier than Karen, and also put into the practical stage earlier, but then Mr. Eisen and Mars were added to the team. If he is a real professional, Alfred doesn't have much room to play.

In this way, Alfred quickly arranged the formation while looking at the scene in the distance.

When the foundation of the formation is completed, it means that when the foundation is laid, although the formation is still some distance away from being completed and has not been activated, the aura of the formation has already been revealed.

The sand pool is an enchantment and at the same time it is like a "natural" magic circle. Arranging a small magic circle in the big magic circle will definitely have some impact.

Alfred obviously sensed that there was a repulsive force hindering his array arrangement, but it was still within his tolerance.

However, after continuing to arrange for a while, Alfred suddenly noticed a strange change in the repulsive force, approaching for a while, shrinking for a while, then approaching again, and shrinking again...

This feeling is like there is a person facing you in the dark, and you have already felt the breath of the other person spraying on your face.

At this time, the rolling range of the sand surface above became larger, and the windless and automatic sand around it also became denser.

A voice sounded inexplicably beside Alfred's ear: "Meet me..."

Immediately, the sand suddenly exploded, directly burying Alfred and the magic circle he arranged halfway.

"No, something happened!" "Mr. Alfred!"

Ventura and Murray stood up immediately, and Philomena stepped forward.

Her speed was the fastest, but she didn't expect that the director, who was leaning there and smoking a cigarette, appeared in front of her, and his back blocked her.

Her fighting style is more like an assassin, so in a short-distance burst, even the captain can't compare with herself, but the director...

"It's all right, go back and sit down." "Director, but..."

The captain has an accident and is sitting; Mr. Alfred has an accident and is also sitting?

Neo waved his hand, and said: "I told you to sit down, and besides, I am not under mind control and I am not a dummy, if you believe that I am fake, you can try it on me, if not... Do it! Don't listen to the director's words, right!”

Everyone could only sit back again. Neo looked down and cursed:

"I've purposely dangled on the sand for so long, you just look down on me on purpose, don't you?"

Alfred, who was covered in sand, didn't feel oppressed, on the contrary, his surroundings were empty.

Under his feet was still the half-arranged formation.

The mysterious voice came again: "What kind of scene do you like, the sea, the garden, the palace or the ranch?"

Alfred replied: "It's fine now, it's all fake anyway."

"All right."

An old man in a white robe appeared in front of Alfred. His hair was gray and his skin was wrinkled, but there were two tusks at the corners of his mouth, protruding upwards, like a pair of ivory.

"It's your luck to be chosen by me. I will give you my inheritance. You only need to accept the inheritance and send a message to the Desert God Religion, telling them that the Order God Religion is already preparing to establish a sequence of desert beliefs. My legacy includes...."

"I disagree."

"Okay, I will give my inheritance now..."

The old man with ivory was stunned, as if he had only now recalled what kind of answer Alfred had given him.

And he obviously didn't have a plan to disagree with, so his voice and movements began to blur, harsh friction sounds kept coming out, and his whole body showed an extremely obvious stuttering phenomenon.

Alfred lowered his head, his fingertips continued to dance, and he continued to arrange his formation.

Like an aunt knitting under a chair while she waits for her goofy child to return to normal.

After a while, the old man with ivory finally stopped freezing.

"How can you disagree?"

Alfred didn't raise his head, and replied while continuing to arrange the formation:

"It's impossible for me to agree to this kind of thing without my young master's nod."

The ivory old man asked suspiciously: "You have a master?" "It is an existence infinitely higher than the master."

"Are you a believer?" "I am a believer." "I think that person should hope that his believers can become stronger."

Alfred shook his head and said: "I'm sorry, my young master will not do things that endanger order, and I will not ask him this question, it will add trouble to the young master, and my duty is to make my family Master, try to avoid these troubles as much as possible."

"Do you know that I will only appear when I meet a suitable inheritor, which means that you need this inheritance very much."

"I just saw that you are a spiritual brand, um, Compasini?"

"Yes, this is my name, so you should understand that if you don't agree, you will lose something and you will regret it."

Alfred didn't take it seriously, and said: "I won't regret it, because you can't imagine what I will get."

"I thought you would disagree, but I didn't expect you to disagree so simply that there was no room for it."

"I don't agree with your inheritance. I will not compromise on your terms. Now, we can end this meeting. My young master is in danger. I want to help him."

"He's in no danger." "Huh?"

"Hehe." The ivory old man sighed, "Actually, you are not the first suitable person I met. A long time ago, there was a person who was also very suitable, but he also disagreed. However, he is After thinking about it, you didn't give me an answer so quickly."

"I'm not interested in hearing your story, you either come to stop me, or get out of the way, don't delay my work."

"You want to use formations to break the curse here? You won't succeed. Do you believe that some exist, even if they die, they can still exist."

Alfred raised his head, looked at the ivory old man, and said with a smile:

"I believe it more than you do, really."

I am worrying, there are still 9 sets of empty coffins at home, when will they be filled.

"There will be a mental brand that is responsible for maintaining the curse and will come to deal with you. You should think about it. I and it have different attitudes towards you."

"Um."

Alfred nodded, but he didn't mean to stop his hands at all.

The figure of the old man in white robe and ivory disappeared.

After a while, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly froze, and Alfred had to stop working and looked around with vigilant eyes.

At this time, an old man in a white robe appeared in front of him. He also had a pair of ivory in his mouth, but his whole person gave off a gloomy and oppressive feeling.

However, when he appeared, his figure immediately began to flicker, and afterimages continued to appear, and he opened his mouth to speak, but the sound sounded as if the bicycle chain was stuck in the wheel, and the short and dense friction sound continued to spread. Come.

Alfred had already listened very carefully, but he still couldn't hear what he was talking about clearly.

Fortunately, they should only be threatening and warning words, and it doesn't have any real impact if you don't understand them. That's it for the prologue.

Alfred was ready to do it.

The white-robed ivory old man raised his hand. The next moment, Alfred felt the space around him start to tremble violently. This was no longer a pure illusion, but he intended to use the illusion as a medium to directly carry out mental shock.

Alfred condensed a defensive shield around him, ready to meet the opponent's offensive.

However, the trembling suddenly stopped.

The sudden stop made Alfred's sense of crisis further intensified, and he immediately added two more defenses to himself.

The old man in white robe and ivory raised his arm again, and the shock of the surrounding environment reappeared.

Alfred was on alert.

Then, the shaking stopped again.

The white-robed ivory old man raised his arm again, and the shock appeared, but this time it stopped faster.

Alfred frowned slightly. Is the other party deliberately playing tricks on him, or is this itself a deeper psychological hint?

Of course, there is another possibility, but Alfred thinks that possibility is too ridiculous.

However, the figure of the white-robed ivory old man is constantly fading, and every time he raises his arm to cause a short shock, his figure will obviously fade a little bit.

After more than ten times, his figure began to blur, and in the end, he was even invisible.

Alfred removed the defenses around him, still looking around vigilantly.

After a while, where the white-robed ivory old man disappeared, the white-robed ivory old man who appeared first reappeared.

These two people have completely different temperaments and should also have different personalities.

Alfred asked, "What's wrong with him?"

The white-robed ivory old man replied: "Oh, he, he happened to be worn to a critical point, do you understand?"

The mental imprint has worn out to a critical point? Alfred asked: "Dissipated?"

"Well, it can be said that he is gone. After all, he is the one who supervises this place, and it wears out a little bit every day.

That, could have survived for a while, but if you want to control the curse, you can just toss the last bit of it. "

"how about you?"

"Me, are you worried about me?" "No, no, just curious."

"I'm fine. Counting this time in the past eight hundred years, I've only appeared twice. I'm in good spirits."

"You won't stop me?"

"You now have one more choice than before." "One more choice?"

"Yes, the first choice is still the original one. I will pass it on to you. You are responsible for fulfilling the oath and reporting the letter."

"I still wouldn't agree."

"The second option is to pass it on to you, and you report it."

"Is it different?" "It's not the same." "A vow is missing?"

The white-robed ivory old man nodded and said, "I'm only responsible for reviewing candidates and carrying out the inheritance. The part of the oath binding is the responsibility of the guy who just dissipated."

After finishing speaking, the old man in white robe smiled at Alfred.

"Why?" Alfred didn't rush to agree happily, but asked instead, "I know that your spiritual imprint actually has its own wisdom and thinking, so why?"

"Have you seen many spiritual imprints?" "Yes."

"Then you must have never encountered a higher-level spiritual brand than mine." When the white-robed ivory old man said this, he subconsciously puffed up his chest, showing a little pride.

"Meet it."

"Huh?" The old man in white robe suddenly became sluggish, "It looks like this."

Alfred has never seen the spiritual imprint left by Ranedall in the gate of reincarnation. It is said that Lord Dar has made a great breakthrough. Surely there will be great things;

On the island of sacrifice, Alfred saw the spiritual imprint left by the Dark Moon Goddess with his own eyes.

Those two are gods.

"It's mainly quiet and boring. I thought it was boring at first, but now that the person next door is gone, I'm even more boring. I can't do anything for you, right?"

"I understand."

"Then prepare to accept the inheritance now."

"Can you wait, I want to arrange the formation first."

"It seems that your young master will always be number one in your heart."

"Wrong, it's on top."

"Well, it doesn't really matter. If you don't take the initiative to break the curse, no one will hurt you. Now that the person next door to me is gone, even if you break the curse, no one can hurt you."

"But....."

"I don't have to lie to you, do I?"

"But I still want to arrange the formation first, sorry."

"Okay, it's up to you, but I'm curious about something, can I ask you?"

"go ahead."

"You guys~www.mtlnovel.com~ have come here on a good date, right?" "What?"

"If you come one month earlier, the person next door to me can stop you. Come one month later, after the person next door to me is gone, I will probably choose to dissolve myself. If I am gone, the inheritance will naturally be gone. .

Neither early nor late, you just came this month, what a coincidence. "

Alfred quickly recalled a series of key nodes from the discovery of Compasini's clues, to the formulation of the mission plan, to the determination of the mission time, etc.;

"The last time you said someone came in, how long ago?"

"I definitely can't remember the specifics, but it should have been more than a hundred years ago."

"A hundred years ago... what was his name?"

"He is a light believer, surnamed Phileas."

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