"The devil's name is the Holy Lord, and his kingdom is today's Asia. Because he did many evil things, he was imprisoned by his subjects with powerful magic. His power was also broken down into twelve spells by the mages and taken away
Scattered and preserved around the world.”
"Later, the Holy Lord swore that not only would he revive his dynasty, but he would also release the evil dragons he raised to avenge the descendants of his people who imprisoned him at that time, and to level the entire Asia!"
"Dad, Mom!" Listening to her father's horrifying description, a shallow layer of tears accumulated in Xiaoyu's eyes.
"It is recorded in ancient books that the statue transformed from the body of the Holy Lord was acquired by a noble lord in England in the Middle Ages and became a treasure passed down from generation to generation... But more than two hundred years ago, the noble family died due to unknown circumstances.
The reason has not been recorded, and the statue disappeared with it."
The light of wisdom shone under his thick reading glasses: "I'm worried that the reason why the Black Hand organization collects spells is to find and awaken the statue of the Holy Lord."
He said he was worried, but in Dad's heart, this idea was already infinitely close to the truth. Otherwise, there is no way to explain the Black Hand organization's obsession with the talisman, and their practice of disappearing after getting the talisman.
You know, when he was young, my father was not a rickety old man who stayed in a Chinatown antique shop. He also attracted everyone's attention. In the land on the other side of the ocean, as the most beloved disciple of the Archmage, he met
There are many sights that ordinary people have never heard of... that is, because of his bad temper, he made some mistakes when he was young and was too embarrassed to be seen. He had to go far away. He hid in Chinatown and became an antique shop owner.
Normally there is nothing I can do about being a confused old man, but now, as the ancient devil is at stake, I have to take it seriously.
"Is the balance that has lasted for a hundred years finally been broken?" Dad, who had come back to his senses, looked at the three Chenlongs standing in the study waiting for his follow-up, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. With these... cough
Hey, is it really reliable to fight against a resurrected, powerful demon?
However, it is even more impossible for him to lower his head and seek help from those guys!
Let's take it one step at a time. After all, half of the six talismans that appear now are in their custody. As long as they get the most important ones among the remaining talismans, even if the Holy Lord wakes up, he will be resurrected again.
It will be even more difficult!
Bai Yi didn't know that his father was already aware of his presence.
If it were known that this old goat wanted to return to the Eastern Continent more than once to ask for reinforcements, he would probably be able to move to the Shadow Kingdom overnight, take the five talismans with him and wait another three hundred years to survive this bad old man.
I'm a little timid, but compared to being brought into the Thirteenth District and being closely guarded like the original Holy Master, it wouldn't have happened three hundred years ago.
After all, in the world of Adventures, the principle of mutual interdependence of all things is vividly demonstrated. If a method is found to restrain anything, it will fall into an endless loop. You can only hide, but you can't escape the word death whenever you meet.
!
The eight demons are dead, the black shadow mask is dead, the sword dragon, the devil dragon... none of the demons that are targeted by the old goat can escape!
Bai Yi's current confidence is based on his familiarity with the plot and the rewards given to him by the game for completing tasks.
Without these two items, he would still seek opportunities to regain the spell, but he would not be so showy, and would find a way out for himself at the same time. Arctic glaciers, Sahara deserts, Brazilian rainforests...he would go wherever there are inaccessible places.
.If you beat me to death, you will be able to conquer the world!
But now, the stubborn old goat has not summoned his once-familiar friends. And Bai Yi doesn't know that his father already knows his identity.
Both sides have blind spots, but they are in perfect agreement, and at the same time they increase their efforts to search for spells.
.....
"Looking at your dress, you are an ascetic from some temple, right? Tell me what you are doing here?"
In the bamboo forest on a moonlit night, in a cleared open space, Bai Yi, transformed into a middle school student, sat by the campfire and roasted sausages in his hands. Opposite him, an ascetic with a small body and a big head was raped by the masterful ropes of the shadow ninjas.
The art is tied to a cross made of bamboo.
The bamboo poles interspersed throughout his body almost stuck to the power points all over his body. After trying to struggle for a few times, the monk gave up the idea of breaking free and said gloomily: "Lotus Temple, in this lost ancient temple.
There are ancient lost scriptures and classics, and I want to find them."
The reason why the monk explained everything so straightforwardly was because he had sensed with his energy beforehand that neither the ninjas in front of him nor this boy were alive.
Not a living person, with scarlet eyes, then the answer is very simple.
These monsters, who don't know whether they are demons or monsters, will not tell you any kind of benevolence, justice and morality. If you don't satisfy them, tomorrow morning they may become a pile of fertilizer grown in the bamboo forest.
Of course, the monk is also a little careful. He has not revealed all his secrets. As long as the other party does not discover it, he will have a chance to return to the Lotus Temple in the future and obtain those magical scrolls with powerful magic power.
However, what he didn't expect was that Bai Yi had seen through his little thoughts, and instead continued to lick his face and speak:
"In the past, the monks of the temple cast a hidden spell on the Lotus Temple. Only on the night of the full moon would the temple appear from nothingness. And outsiders only had one night to explore the temple, and the sun would rise the next day.
When the time comes, the temple will hide into nothingness again. And the intruder who failed to leave will be left behind and become a monster guarding the temple."
"It's a full moon night, what a coincidence!" Bai Yi looked up at the round and bright moon and stood up from the tree stump: "I just happened to go to the temple for a walk!"
He stepped forward safely. In the bamboo forest in front of and behind him, a large number of shadow ninjas jumped around to help him eliminate all difficulties and obstacles on the way forward.
...
After walking several hundred meters through the dense bamboo forest, Bai Yi came to the lost Lotus Temple under the leadership of the ninja.
Behind him, the monk who looked like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered struggled to turn his head and look at the simple and towering temple in front of him. Although he hid it repeatedly, the fear and yearning in his eyebrows were still seen by the surrounding ninjas.
In eyes.
"Since it appears every full moon night, then there must be a lot of monsters accumulated in Lotus Temple over the years, right?"
"Maybe? I haven't gone deep into the temple because of the monsters' obstruction, so I don't know the specific number."
Bai Yi nodded, then turned his head and suddenly said: "Ancient wisdom, only when the fish bites him, the earthworm knows that he is being used as bait!"