I glanced at Mike next to me. The archbishop was now in a miserable state, even a little pitiful.
To be honest, I feel somewhat guilty towards him.
Against Qiongqi, he tricked four seraphs and an archbishop of the same level. This loss was equivalent to cutting off a piece of flesh from the Holy See.
It is estimated that the Holy See will never spare him after he returns.
Now even the two remaining birdmen have had an accident. I guess Mike can only die to apologize.
What a poor guy.
I sighed and motioned for him to continue.
"That altar is a bit special. To be precise, it shouldn't be an altar, but some kind of formation or prison, because a very powerful force is suppressed there.
For so many years, we have been trying to open the ban without success. Ten years ago, the three-dimensional archbishop of the Holy See came here, re-set up the formation, and completely sealed the place, not allowing anyone to enter, because they discovered that
, the power inside is very dangerous, if it is released, it will be a disaster."
Hearing this, I frowned, glanced at Mike, and then asked him: "Since it has been set as a forbidden area, as long as the formation is not broken, the things inside can't escape. Why would something happen?"
After hearing my words, the flesh on Mike's face twitched, then he let out a long sigh, and then said: "The cause of this matter is still because of you."
Hearing this, I looked at Mike with some confusion and thought to myself, I have never seen the place you found, so why is it still blamed on me?
"We all saw the big battle that day. Both you and that ferocious beast were strong enough to crush us. It doesn't matter to me.
But those two angels were very arrogant and felt very uncomfortable, so they secretly entered the forbidden area." Mike said while sighing.
When I heard this, I raised my eyebrows and understood what was going on.
The battle between Qiongqi and I that day was witnessed by all those birdmen.
Their identity is the Seraphim of the Holy See, and they are noble beings who have always been looked up to and respected by others.
But that day, Qiongqi almost wiped out the team in a sudden attack, which made these usually arrogant bird people feel a great sense of frustration.
So they long for power and become stronger.
It happened that there was a powerful force in the place where they lived, so the two bird people were moved. They were eager to become stronger, so they entered that place and never came out again.
This should be pretty much it.
"Why don't you go in and save them?" I looked at Mike on the side and asked him.
Mike's old face twitched again, and then he said: "To be honest, sir, the thing inside was too powerful. When I discovered this place, I thought the Archbishop had gone in, but he never came out again, so...
..."
I couldn't help but smile when I heard this. It turns out that this is what happened. It's not that this guy doesn't want to go in, but he doesn't have enough strength, or he is afraid of death.
After all, even the Archbishop, who was more powerful than him, was trapped inside, so of course he didn't dare to go in.
Now you come to me with the intention of using me as a gunman.
This routine is very familiar. Isn't it the same routine I used to deal with Qiongqi?
Oh shit!
I couldn't help but cursed in my heart, this was really retribution, it was my turn so soon.
I stared at Mike, and the guy looked at me expectantly.
To be honest, although I used him to block the gun once and almost caused them to be wiped out, it was a bit unethical and I felt somewhat guilty.
But I just don't like these foreign devils.
It's none of my business if they have trouble, I won't pay any attention to it.
But this time there is something different, because the matter happened in Jishui, and the altar comes from ancient times, and the thing inside is powerful enough to kill an archbishop, so I have to find out about this matter.
I nodded to Mike and said, "Take us there."
Hearing my answer, Mike was visibly relieved and nodded repeatedly.
After disappearing for more than a month, we arrived at the place Mike mentioned.
This is a manor on the outskirts of the city, covering an area of about ten acres. Behind the manor is a hill.
The whole architectural style is very Western.
I got off the car at the door, a little surprised.
I knew this place, and had even passed by it several times, but I never expected that it was the territory of these foreign devils in Jishui.
"Where is the altar you mentioned?" I asked Mike as I walked into the yard.
Mike pointed to the hilltop next to the manor and said, "There is a cave in front of that mountain, but it collapsed last night."
I walked to the back of the yard. The yard was close to the mountain, so there was no wall behind it. Instead, the entire mountain was used as a wall.
At this time, there was a cliff on the mountain, and a lot of gravel was piled at the bottom of the mountain, which looked like it had just fallen.
The place where these troubled times accumulated should be the entrance to the altar that Mike mentioned, but the two birdmen entered last night and caused a landslide, which covered the place.
"What do you mean, do you want us to clear the entrance?" I looked at Mike and asked with some displeasure.
Damn it, now the entrance here is blocked by the chaos, it’s not easy to clean it out, this guy wants us to do the hard work for him!
After hearing my words, Mike smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, don't get me wrong, this place is of great importance and cannot be seen by others, so there is no way to find someone to clean it up."
I looked at him and nodded. What he said seemed to make sense. Such a weird place should not be known to outsiders.
But who will do the work of clearing away the rubble?
Thinking of this, I turned around and took a look at the little kid who was following me, and that guy Zhang Zhong.
When I came here this time, I brought little brats, Taoists, and Xiaobai. As for Zhang Zhong, it was his son who asked to come with him.
I was a little confused. I didn't know how this guy who usually stayed away from trouble could be so proactive this time, but I still took him with me.
"Go and clear out those rocks." I said to the little guy and Zhang Zhong.
Of course Zhang Zhong did not dare to resist my numerology, and he nodded immediately after hearing it.
The little guy just snorted in dissatisfaction, but still walked over.
The little guy is very powerful and is very suitable for hard work.
As for Zhang Zhong, it would be a good idea to help him.
Of course, I am about the same size as a little guy, and it is not difficult for me to clean up these rubbles, but I am the talker after all, so there is no reason for the boss to do the work.
Whether the job is easy or not is a matter of attitude.
Of course Xiaobai is also suitable. The female zombie is very powerful, but she is a girl, so it is not easy for her to do the hard work.
As for the old guy with old arms and legs, forget it.
So the next scene is.
Two guys, one old and one young, stood in front of the mountain, lifting pieces of gravel and throwing them aside.
Although there are only two people, the efficiency is much higher than that of a construction team.
The old man took out a cigarette and lit it for me. Mike got a set of tables and chairs and even made me a cup of coffee.
Xiaobai stood behind me, put his hands on my shoulders and kneaded them gently.
This scene made me feel a little dazed, like a foreman.
However, the foreman who drinks coffee has a different style.
"Master, are you hungry? Do you want to get something to eat?" Xiaobai asked me while pressing the hand for me.
I rested my head on her chest. Although Xiaobai was a zombie, she was different from other zombies. At least her body was soft, which made me feel comfortable.
I shook my head gently, rubbed it, and expressed my rejection.
The little guy who is working as a coolie now has the desire to kill people. If I make another big meal, he will probably go on a rampage.
Alas, it’s not easy to be the boss. He has to take care of the younger brother’s feelings at all times.
The little guy in front and Zhang Zhong were working hard, and there was a feeling of passion in that posture.
The little guy is very strong, and this level of labor is not strenuous for him at all.
Poor Zhang Zhong was sweating profusely and panting from exhaustion.
As the rocks continued to move away, a dark hole appeared in front of us.
