After thinking about it, Luo Wei stood up and went to the next door. Other residents also came over, and some of them were already banging on the door: "Hey, what are the people inside doing? Are they going to let us sleep?"
After a moment, the door opened, and a man with a stern expression came out. It was the gladiator Howlett that Rowe had seen in the arena during the day.
"Are you...Howlett?" Someone recognized him.
"Sorry, it's my son who is sick." Howlett said, "I'm leaving now."
After saying that, he turned around and returned to the room, then hurriedly left with a boy in his arms. The boy's body was an abnormal purple-red color and he was crying non-stop, obviously suffering from great pain.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, discussed a few words, and then went back to their respective rooms and ignored the matter.
Rowe touched his chin, but followed him and left the hotel with Howlett.
Howlett carried his son to a corner of the city far away from the houses. Listening to his son's cries, his expression was anxious and painful, but he was helpless. He could only keep comforting: "It will be okay, son, it will be okay..."
"What disease does he have?" Luo Wei came from behind at this time.
Howlett turned his head to look, frowned slightly, and said after a while: "I also want to know what kind of disease this is."
"Let me try." Luo Wei walked over and said again, "You shouldn't talk nonsense everywhere, right?"
Apocalypse strictly prohibits magic. Although most humans cannot threaten Luo Wei, if the news is leaked, there will definitely be some trouble.
Howlett was stunned for a moment, and then finally reacted when he saw the light in Rowe's hand, and said quickly: "I swear on my honor and my life that I will never mention this matter to others."
Luo Wei didn't say anything, and the holy light glowed in his hand, resting on the boy's body, and the light flowed.
With the infiltration of holy light, the boy's expression soon became much more relaxed, and he no longer cried, but he still closed his eyes tightly and frowned.
Seeing this scene, Howlett was so excited that his eyes were red.
However, Luo Wei frowned.
The complexity of the boy's disease was far beyond his imagination. With his current ability, it seemed impossible to cure it.
Sure enough, after half an hour of treatment, although the color of the boy's body changed from purple to light red, it did not completely fade away. There was always a faint layer of red that lingered in the air.
"It seems that I can't completely cure this disease." Luo Wei stopped the treatment.
Howlett couldn't help showing disappointment on his face, but he still said: "Thank you very much... It seems that only Apocalypse can save my son."
Tianqi is a very disrespectful name. Luo Wei said: "It seems that you are not ignorant of the true face of Tianqi."
Howlett was speechless.
Luo Wei added: "If that's the case, why do you still place your hope on the Apocalypse?"
Howlett lowered his head: "Apocalypse is the most powerful person in the world, and only he can save my son. As long as he can cure my son, nothing else matters."
Luo Wei: "You'd better not. If you go to Sepenitus, you will most likely not be able to come back. Even if Apocalypse is capable, he may not be willing to help you."
"But it's my only hope," Howlett said.
Luo Wei was silent for a moment.
Cousin El should have a way to cure this unknown disease, but Howlett and his son are not from the fairy palace, so it is not easy for him to take her there.
In the end, he just said: "Consider it carefully, it's best not to go."
On the way back, Luo Wei found some stones and put them into the sacred space to use as little Shilute's rations.
When he woke up the next day, he left Sparta and went to the capital of Egypt, Sepenitus.
Sparta and Egypt are only separated by the Mediterranean Sea. Starting from Sparta and heading south, you can reach the Nile Delta in northern Egypt, where Sepenetus is located.
The security of Sepenitus was equally tight, with towering city walls and strict inspections. After arriving, Luo Wei had no choice but to repeat his old tricks and enter by climbing over the wall late at night.
Then during the day, he found a tavern with a lot of people and inquired about the news.
As the capital of Egypt and the center of the world in this era, Sepenetus was undoubtedly a prosperous place. The buildings were tall and richly decorated, and most of the pedestrians on the road were dressed in gorgeous clothes and were either rich or noble.
Even the food and wine in the tavern are much better than those in Athens and Sparta. Of course, the prices are also much more expensive.
While eating, Luo Wei chatted with the people at the same table.
"I heard that a gladiator received an audience with God not long ago? How is he doing now?"
"Of course I am rewarded by God."
Rowe: "Does he live in Sepenitus now?"
"Probably...how do I know this?"
Luo Wei inquired around some more, but found very little. Not many people even knew the name Diops. Apparently Apocalypse deliberately restricted the spread of relevant news.
After staying in Sepenitus for several days, he still didn't get any valuable information and was quite depressed.
That night, Luo Wei left the hotel room window and prepared to explore the architectural layout of the city.
Apocalypse has not performed a rebirth ceremony recently. If Diops was captured and used as a body, he should still be locked up somewhere.
Luo Wei walked quietly in the night, shuttling through the streets and alleys.
In the deep night, there is still a place with bright lights. It is a magnificent golden palace, nearly a hundred meters high and heavily guarded. This is the palace of Tianqi.
At this moment, somewhere inside the palace.
A man whose specific age cannot be seen is sitting on the throne. He is wearing dark blue clothes and his skin is similar to dark blue. His whole person has a gloomy and cold aura, just like the cobra worshiped by the Egyptians.
The blue man on the throne is naturally the ruler of Egypt, Apocalypse.
Tianqi seemed to be very weak, sitting slumped. He looked at an old man in white robes in front of him and said slowly: "Still unable to recover his eyes?"
"He is an Asgardian, and our treatments and medicines have no effect on him." The old man in white robe lowered his head and said, then hesitated, "Master, although he lost an eye, he is still a god after all, invulnerable.
, and has a life span of five thousand years..."
Tianqi interrupted him angrily: "Do you want me to be a one-eyed man for five thousand years?"
The old man in white robe did not dare to speak.
"A bunch of trash!" Apocalypse was still angry, "Even the Asgardians can't recognize them, so they just caught them. They even blinded one eye. They can't be released now, and they can't be used anymore!"
At this time, a woman came in from outside.
"My death knight." Apocalypse looked at her.
"Master." The woman knelt down and said with a look of pious admiration. She was none other than the Death Knight, the leader of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
She was born pretty, but half of her face was covered with mesh-like wounds, as if this half of her face had been torn into pieces and then put back together again, which looked quite terrifying.
