Somewhere in a safe house that Aaron rented before.
Three figures slowly emerged.
After Aaron put down Liliat and Tias, he began to review tonight's actions: "We went to Pulmouth with false identities, and then we wore masks at the auction... Even if the 'Snake Lady' betrayed
, the possibility of being detected is extremely small.”
As for the bill of lading? Aaron was ready to burn it.
Anyway, I unexpectedly got another relic from the ‘Lamp Holder’ tonight, and the effect may be even better than those coarse grains!
'Calculating it, it is not too easy to meet the prerequisites for unlocking the fifth essence... I have killed many extraordinary people and absorbed their spirituality... Well, mainly the 'Blood of Decline' and the 'Sunset School'
',Thanks for their contribution!'
'After this time, the Sunset School will inevitably decline.'
After reviewing the test, Aaron, who found no problems, began to think about the ability of the 'alchemist'.
That 'Bairamonga' is actually not too powerful in terms of 'Yao', but he is still refreshing in terms of making puppets and magical items.
'The real body of Baramonga was indeed in Pulmouth at that time. After hearing the 'prayer' in the ruined city, he went to the spiritual world and transformed into the form of a war fortress. From the spiritual world, he used the passage formed by prayer to directly
Take action against me...'
'Then I gave him a 'Curse of the Dark Moon' to destroy his fortress in the spiritual world, and with the help of this connection, I caught up with him as he fled to the mortal world, and gave him the final kill... Well, no problem.
'
"This is... Green Forest City?"
Liliat opened a corner of the curtain and felt something familiar inexplicably.
"Yes, one of my safe houses has been vacant for a long time, but it's not occupied by homeless people... I'm lucky."
Aaron smiled.
"Green Forest...the place where everything begins."
Tias seemed to be the most emotional: "We, the Green Banyan Council, have been investing strength in the northern part of the kingdom, hoping to restore some of its past glory, but we have suffered failure again and again... Now we are in the [Green Banyan Tree Grandmother]
】In the original belief, there is still a little control."
"Faith...ah...faith without power is as miserable as the Holy Spirit Religion."
Aaron shook his head: "The Holy Spirit Cult at least still has the support of the Kingdom, and it has also been secretly expanding its team of Beyonders recently... And the original worship and belief of the Green Forest, alas... there isn't much left now, right?"
…
Pulmouth, ruined town.
"Hoo ho!"
William Shire ran to an empty building, took off his mask, and kept breathing heavily: "You killed me, stupid bird!"
"This is what you want, otherwise Uncle Bran wouldn't bother to care."
Bran, the raven from the White Tower, flew out, with a hint of disdain in his dark eyes, and threw a rusty black iron piece to William.
William held it in his hand, but it was as if he was holding a pack of explosives: "Damn... there is still it! By the way... divination... even if they don't catch me and don't know my identity, they can still use it to divination me afterwards.
!”
"Ahem...According to the opinion of smart Uncle Bran, the divination clues you left in the auction house are very few and very difficult... As long as this talisman is consumed, the possibility of being divinated will be greatly reduced.
Small."
It was rare for Bran to come up with a reliable suggestion.
"Not only that, I also need assistance... assistance from a high-ranking being. It's best to take action personally to cover up the divination for me..."
William murmured to himself, and suddenly used force on his palm to crush the talisman in his palm.
A layer of clear brilliance bloomed directly on his body.
"Well...this feeling..."
Strands of dark liquid were directly expelled from the pores on his body, like black earthworms, crawling on the ground and dissipating...
"This feeling... is really completely different from balance. It is a complete elimination... 100,000 pounds, it makes me heartbroken just thinking about it. Maybe it can save my life in the future!"
Although he felt spiritual activity, William still felt as if his heart had been stabbed.
"Don't use it now, it will be even more troublesome when you are tracked down!" Bran suddenly screamed: "Cunning William... There is another reason besides this. You can contact the 'Immortal' later and he will definitely tell the truth.
He, consume the items first to avoid being taken away? Aren't you afraid of the anger of your ancestors?"
"How can such a great ancestor have the nerve to care about a descendant like me?"
William blinked: "Okay... you help me keep watch, I'm going to start praying to my ancestors."
"Well, believe Bran."
Black crows flew up and began to alert outside the building.
But William didn't notice that when he used the spell, the red line on Bran's forehead opened a little...
On the empty ground, William lit two candles representing himself and praying for his existence, and arranged a simple ceremony.
"I pray to you, the great Earl of Green Forest..."
"The founder of earthly mysticism, the inspirer of modern science, the great Aaron Sotos!"
"I pray for your favor, I pray for you to lower your gaze!"
With a little anxiety, William recited the honorable name of that being.
Then, nothing happened...
'Am I being cheated?'
He waited confusedly for half an hour, and finally blew out the candle, thinking with some frustration.
'But...what's the use of asking me to recite a useless name?'
William thought blankly, then his vision went dark and he fell to the ground.
Bran fell to the side, turned his head, and looked at him curiously. His third eye gradually opened, with indifference and cold reason.
…
"Ah... what is this place?"
William's expression gradually became dull as he looked at the magnificent palace and the thick stone pillars.
"This is a dream given to us by the 'spirit of falsehood' so that we can communicate directly through it."
On the green banyan throne, Aaron looked at William playfully.
If he hadn't 'logged in' again tonight to check on everyone in Pulmouth, it might have been some time before William's prayers were discovered.
Regardless of the 'False Spirit' or the 'Earl of Green Forest', they are actually pointing to him, there is no doubt about it.
"Are you my ancestor, the rumored Earl of Green Forest?"
William looked at Aaron's blurry face and suddenly bowed: "My ancestors... I am in danger, please protect me from divination and tracking."
"The time in the dream is long enough, please speak slowly..."
Aaron put his right hand on his cheek, assuming a leisurely posture.
As William explained, his expression remained unchanged, but he complained a little in his heart: "This descendant of Char is so awesome... He got 100,000 gold pounds of wool from an auction at one time? I can't do it as well as he did..."
