"Dad is really lying to me. He always tells me that this mirror is the treasure of the Black Emperor of the ancient Solomon Empire and is an extraordinary item!"
Before Audrey finished speaking, the bronze mirror placed on the table suddenly burst into deep red light, covering her.
No. 45, Gatton Street, West District.
The black inverted pyramid mark reappeared on Rawls' palm, and crimson burst out from his palm, covering him.
On the Sunian Sea, a three-masted sailboat that was obviously behind the times was sailing through the storm.
"Still missing the ghost shark's blood." Alger whispered.
At this moment, a deep red burst out between the glass bottle and his palm, flooding the surrounding area in an instant.
Atop the gray fog, Audrey Hall regained her sight, and looked around in horror and confusion. She saw two men diagonally opposite with blurred heads and figures making similar movements.
Immediately afterwards, they almost simultaneously discovered a mysterious man standing not far away, shrouded in gray-white mist.
"Mysterious Man" Zhou Mingrui was also stunned.
"Sir, where is this?"
"What do you want to do?"
Audrey and Alger were startled for a moment and fell into silence, then they spoke in unison.
When Rawls heard what the two said, he did not continue to speak, but looked carefully at the "mysterious man" Zhou Mingrui.
There was a brief silence above the gray fog for a few seconds. Zhou Mingrui made a choice from the two ideas that flashed in his mind, namely to maintain the mysterious and unpredictable image in the eyes of Rawls and others, to actively guide the development of things, and to obtain useful information from it.
value information.
Zhou Mingrui chuckled lightly, his tone was calm and his voice was low but not deep, as if he was responding to a polite greeting from a visitor:
"An attempt."
Rawls remained silent, complaining about Klein in his heart.
You can really pretend!
By the way, we were able to come up with this method less than a minute after you pulled us up. Have you really never read the "Dihua Liu" novel in your previous life? Aren't keyboard warriors timid when they meet?
Rawls looked at everyone's blurred faces, yes, it's like communicating online now.
Audrey tried her best to restrain her inner panic and awe, took a breath, showed an impeccable polite smile, and asked rather uneasily:
"Sir, is the attempt over and can we go back?"
Zhou Mingrui was not in a hurry to answer the girl's question, and turned to look at the two men opposite. One had dark blue hair, as messy as seaweed, a medium build, not too strong, and the other was tall and wearing a "nightgown"-style clothing.
.
Zhou Mingrui knew that it should be a dressing gown, which is a kind of casual home clothes worn just after getting up and before going to bed. He heard Welch talk about it and saw him wearing it. Only some rich and noble people would wear dressing gowns, because they
A washermaid came to wash the clothes for them.
It seems that this gentleman should be as rich or noble as the tall girl with smooth blond hair. Judging from the girl's accent, she should be from a Loen noble or a wealthy family;
But this gentleman didn’t say a word, so it’s not certain whether he is from Loen. Likewise, there is the gentleman with hair as messy as seaweed, and he has a heavy accent. Isn’t he from Loen?
But in this case, they are guests and I am the host
As soon as his mentality changed, Zhou Mingrui immediately felt some details that he had not noticed just now.
The girl with a sweet voice, the calm and restrained man and the gentleman in dressing gown are all quite unreal, dyed slightly red, just like the projection of the three crimson "stars" above the gray fog.
And this projection is based on the connection between himself and Crimson, a connection that is invisible but can be truly grasped.
Cut off this connection and the projection will dissipate and they can return.
Zhou Mingrui nodded invisibly, looked at the blond girl, and chuckled:
"Of course, if you formally propose, I can let you go back now."
If I asked to go back now, would you be embarrassed?
When he thought of the scene after he finished speaking, Rawls wanted to laugh, but he could only hold back.
It seems that every Tarot session in the future will be a source of happiness for me!
However, you haven’t prepared the table and chairs yet. How embarrassing it would be to stand and talk like this!
Rawls looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was already wandering.
Audrey breathed a sigh of relief as she could hear no malice. She believed that since the gentleman who could do such magical things had made a promise, he would definitely abide by it strictly.
After she calmed down a little, she didn't rush to leave. Her green eyes turned left and right, flashing a strange light.
She was anxious, looking forward to it, and eager to give it a try:
"It was such an amazing experience. Well, I've been looking forward to something like that. I mean, I love mystery, I love wonder beyond nature. No, my focus, I mean, sir, what do I do to become
Extraordinary.”
Suddenly, gray fog rolled around, startling Audrey and Alger, and Rawls, whose mind was wandering to nowhere, was also startled.
In an instant, they saw towering stone pillars surrounding them, and they saw a broad dome above them.
The whole building is spectacular, majestic and towering, like the palace of a giant in legend.
Directly below the dome, surrounded by gray mist, there is a long bronze table with ten high-backed chairs on the left and right. The same seats are also placed in the front and back. The back of the chair is shining brightly, dark red and dark, outlining a scene that is inconsistent with reality.
Corresponding strange constellations.
Audrey and Rawls sat opposite each other, in the position closest to the head, while Alger sat on Rawls' right hand.
The girl looked to the left, then to the right, and couldn't help but murmured in a low voice:
"It's amazing!"
“It is indeed amazing!”
Rawls said the same, and at the same time glanced at Klein who stretched out his right hand and was gently stroking the edge of the long bronze table.
After all, my acting experience is a bit lacking. I guess my acting skills will not improve significantly until I become a "clown"!
Alger also looked around. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly spoke and answered Audrey's question on behalf of Zhou Mingrui:
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You are from Loen, right?"
"If you want to become an extraordinary person, join the Church of the Goddess of Night, the Church of the Lord of Storms, or the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery."
"Although the vast majority of people have never seen anything extraordinary in their lives, so much so that they suspect that the church is in the same situation. Even within several major churches, many clergy have similar thoughts, but I can tell you clearly that in the arbitration tribunal, in
In the tribunal and the execution mechanism, extraordinary people still exist, still fighting against the dangers growing in the darkness, but the number is much smaller than in the early Black Iron Age or before."
Rawls didn't listen much to Alger's words. He only glanced at Klein from time to time and watched him silently perform those small actions.
…
"Audience, how do I get the audience's formula? What can I exchange it with you for?"
Alger seemed to have been prepared and replied in a deep voice:
"Ghost shark's blood, at least 100 ml of ghost shark's blood."
Audrey first nodded excitedly, then asked worriedly:
"If I can get it, I mean if, how should I give it to you and how can I ensure that after you get the ghost shark blood, you will give me the formula of the potion and the authenticity of this formula?"
Rawls suddenly said:
"I think you will all feel relieved under the witness of this mysterious Lord."
After saying that, he gave a slight salute to Klein who was sitting at the top of the long bronze table.
"How should I address you?"
Zhou Mingrui looked at Rawls who saluted him, but did not return the salute. He just tapped his index finger on the bronze table, as if he was thinking about it.
Please don't make the decision for me, okay! Or you can do it!
You only said one sentence before, and I thought you were very stable! But in the second sentence, you made the decision for me!
Zhou Mingrui sighed inwardly, but he still had to think of a suitable title, and the contents of the previous divination suddenly flashed through his mind.
He leaned back, took back his right hand, crossed his fingers and put it on his chin, looked at the two people with a smile and said:
"You can call me that"
Having said this, he paused and spoke softly and calmly: