"...My father died of a sudden illness, my mother was forced to be buried, and the power of the tribe fell away. Uncle Musa felt something was wrong, so he took me and quietly left the Lion Tribe. Later, our whereabouts were exposed, and we were intercepted and killed by unknown identities.
Uncle Musa’s source of power is also useless..."
Sinbad poured out his past experiences like beans from a bamboo tube, his big bright eyes filled with tears from time to time. Although he was not familiar with the source of power, his Demonic Life Tree was surprisingly strong and his body healed very quickly.
Beyond ordinary people. After more than an hour, the boy became lively and energetic.
Gordon half-knelt on the ground, listening, while picking up a bloody femoral artery with tweezers and observing carefully. The captain's body was laid out in front of Gordon's knees and had been completely dissected.
The corpses in the Blood Prison Association base have been hidden for too long, and the highest level ones are only gray tin level practitioners. But this corpse has just been killed, fresh and hot, and it is a hematite level master, so it is of great dissection value.
"So your original name should be Sindibad? Bai Haili? Lion. The previous chief of the Lion tribe was your father." Gordon said casually, put down the tweezers, and pulled out exquisite alloy pliers from a brown leather sheath.
, reached into the mouth of the corpse, pulled out the teeth and knocked.
Each level of improvement in source power will reshape the cultivator, and every organ in the body will evolve. For example, the teeth will become stronger and whiter, and the bite force will also be enhanced. Anatomy and study of these organs will not only help Gordon
An in-depth understanding of practitioners can also point out the direction of future evolution.
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c38 Mr. Ghost." Sinbad looked at Gordon with admiration. Cutting off organs is really cool. Mr. Ghoul is the best at what he does. "My father is stronger than a real lion. There is no way he will suddenly die of illness. I
I think he must have offended the new caliphate, which is why he suffered such misfortune." He thought for a while and then said.
Gordon took out a small piece of grease, wiped the triangular knife, curved knife, tweezers, pliers and other tools one by one, and put them into the leather sheath. Sinbad's father was an ally of the Cobra family, so he was killed. Behind the scenes
The black hand is of course the Blood Hell Society, and has the support of the new Caliph.
"Your father had many good friends during his lifetime. Didn't any of them help you after his sudden death?" Gordon began to kill horses and mutilate corpses, and clean up the traces of the nearby fight.
Sinbad shook his head sadly: "Those uncles are either missing or avoiding me."
Gordon's heart skipped a beat and he felt uneasy. Starting from the first generation of Tang, the Cobra family had established the iron rule of "never betray an ally." The fourth generation of Tang once fought with the most powerful ally at the time for a weak ally.
The Kingdom of Mist went to war brazenly, and the entire family was almost crippled, but they never changed their ways.
Since then, the country's national power has declined rapidly, and it has finally become a second-rate power.
According to the iron rule of the family, after the death of the old chief, the local Cobra branch should at least protect Sinbad and evacuate him safely. Even for naked interests, they should use Sinbad as a cover to form an exile regime and seek a comeback in the future.
However, in that nail plan, Sinbad was never mentioned. It was as if an invisible black hand had erased all of it, even hiding it from Gauss.
With the Cobra family's stronghold in the Kingdom of Sand wiped out, the truth of the past is no longer known.
"You must leave the Capricorn Realm immediately. The people of the Caliphate will continue to hunt you." Gordon thought for a long time and said. He found an identity iron plate from the captain. The other party was just a captain of the secret guard, similar to
There are about ten people in the team.
"My father secretly buried a batch of treasures to prepare for emergencies. Mr. Ghoul, can you help me take out the treasures?" Sinbad said to Gordon with confidence, "You can use these treasures as you like.
, just leave a few pieces for me."
"Where is the treasure buried?"
“The Temple of Allah in Crescent City.”
"Temple of God?" Gordon was slightly startled. The temple's laws are strict and no offense is tolerated. How easy is it to dig for treasure from there? No wonder Sinbad has been in Crescent City for three years and has never been able to find a chance to do so.
"There is a secret passage under the floor tiles of a fasting room. When the temple was renovated more than ten years ago, my father secretly dug it out by sending dead soldiers. The treasure was hidden there." Sinbad looked at Gordon sincerely, "At that time
The temple abbot is my father's best friend, but he passed away more than four years ago, so I need your help."
Gordon asked: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill people and silence them and steal the treasures?"
Sinbad's eyes were firm, like an anchor firmly embedded in the seabed: "I have thought about it a long time ago. This is my last chance. Either I die here with no money, or I take out the treasure, realize my dream, and complete my heroic mission."
The Lion’s Revenge.”
They returned to Crescent City together, and when passing by the Crescent River, Cicada suddenly kept shouting: "Water - water - water!"
The little goblin kept making noises and refused to give up, so Gordon slowed down hesitantly.
"Mr. Ghoul, how about we try that legend and add oil to the magic lamp?" Sinbad looked at the sparkling river water under the moonlight and suddenly had an idea. "After meeting Mr. Ghoul, I started again
I believe those ghost stories." He smiled sheepishly.
"Water - water - water!" the cicada kept shouting repeatedly.
Gordon hesitated for a moment, walked to the river, filled a skin bag full of river water. He shook the water bag, and for some reason, he suddenly felt very interesting, like a child who had stolen honey. He added some water to the magic lamp.
Damn, that's really ridiculous, but how long has it been since he did something so ridiculous?
It seems like never.
As soon as she returned to the hotel, Cicada jumped up and down excitedly around the Devil's Life Tree: "Water - water - water!" "Weird - weird - weird!"
In the room as dark as clouds, Gordon took a deep breath and suddenly pushed open the big bed\uff0
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The river gurgled, flowing across the ground and seeping into the natural patterns on the rock surface. After a while, the full bag of water was empty.
The rock surface quickly became dry again, and the room was still dark and silent. After a long time, there was still no movement, and Gordon heard Sinbad sigh in disappointment.
"Mr. Ghoul, am I too stupid?" the boy said dejectedly.
"No, it's really interesting." Gordon smiled in the dark. The boy didn't understand that the really interesting thing was not making the legend come true, but that they actually did it.
Suddenly, a faint ray of light emerged from the darkness, and the patterns on the rocks lit up one after another, turning into complex and rotating mysterious patterns.
A shallow palm print appeared on the ground, shining brightly, exactly where it used to be under the bed.
"Who awakened the most invincible and beautiful man in the universe from his slumber—Lord Laratin?" A majestic bass voice sounded.