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Chapter 142 The Red Angel Encounter(2/2)

After saying this, he looked up and down at Klein with a strange look: "That guy actually cares about someone? Are you Salinger's grandson? Your surname is Eggers?"

Salinger's son? Did he recognize Mr. Azik's bronze whistle? Could Salinger be Mr. Azik's father?

Klein did not dare to let down his guard. The skeleton of the Bone Messenger was still trembling slightly. However, Klein did not expect it to help him block this evil spirit. He just hoped that it could serve as a deterrent or send a message to Ah

Mr. Zik came to collect the body for himself.

"It turns out we are all old acquaintances. Ha, for that guy's sake, I'll let you go."

The copper whistle that summoned the Pale Legion was used to defend this kid. Maybe the Death Archon really cares about this kid's personal safety.

If you lose, you will not lose. In this state, there is no need for you and Aurora to make enemies with Azik Eggers. There is nothing shameful in making a strategic retreat.

Medici let out a sneer, lowered his arms, put his hands in his pockets, and walked swaggeringly in front of the Bone Messenger. The latter's body shrank directly to the size of an ordinary person. He flew up with a kick and released the radiant energy rolling on the ground.

The remains of the crimson moon crown of Red Moonlight were kicked in front of Sharon.

"You are lucky."

Medici glanced at the fortune teller, who was still tense and facing him at all times, and laughed twice. Flames suddenly rose from the soles of his feet. After the fire light dissipated, there was no one here.

The evil spirit walked without any sloppiness.

But Klein didn't dare to use gold coins for divination. In the short few interactions with him, he had confirmed that this evil spirit was cunning, evil, and extremely powerful. He was afraid that the other party would just pretend to leave and wait in the dark for him to reveal his flaws. That's it.

After waiting for a few minutes, a faint voice came from behind him: "He's gone."

Hearing these words, both the Bone Messenger and Klein felt as if they had been granted amnesty. Klein quickly asked the Bone Messenger to leave, and worriedly divined again whether it was safe. After getting a positive result, he hurriedly turned around and went to kneel down to recover.

Spiritual Sharon.

Sharon said calmly: "Just stop there."

Klein smiled bitterly and stopped about three meters in front of Sharon.

Sharon picked up the crimson moon crown and held it in her hand. She felt that her condition had improved slightly. She looked at Klein quietly and asked, "Did you release the golden angel?"

Klein shook his head: "No."

"I have established contact with a great being. You were in danger just now and were about to go crazy. I asked the great being to help you."

After hearing the words "great existence", Sharon's eyes naturally turned to the copper whistle that was still in Klein's hand.

Show it to her.

"I see."

Sharon said: "It's clear this time."

This time the two are clear? Huh, luckily they didn't break up just like that... What Miss Sharon probably means is that she saved me once, and I saved her once, so I won't continue to pursue this matter, because if the investigation continues, the responsibility may still have to be

Count me... It seems that Mr. Azik, the "great being", made her think that I had a backer, so she let me go...

Klein breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Okay."

Sharon nodded as an answer, her body became illusory again, and she floated into the air holding the crimson moon corona and fragments.

But she did not leave, but floated towards the collapsed part, and she could already see the hollows in the ground of some underground buildings.

Klein kept a distance of three meters and shrugged: "I didn't expect this building to be so big."

Then, Sharon stepped lightly on the ground, and the sand and stone immediately collapsed, burying the corner of the underground building under the cavity.

This place has been completely sealed. No one will come again, and no one will discover the secret below.

Thus, Raft Pound will remain in the glory of his ancestors forever.

However, the two people on the ground didn't know what was happening below. After doing all this, Sharon gradually disappeared into the night.

Klein looked around. Without the matches, he had to stretch his legs and walk back a little way.

368

The expedition team of Silver City carefully cleaned up the brightly colored mushrooms growing outside the door, and opened the underground door. Behind the door was an altar-like place. The surrounding area was deep and dark, and it was difficult for light to reach it. It was unknown what was hidden there.

What.

Above the altar, there is also a dark cross and an upside-down statue of the "Fallen Creator".

Derrick, who was holding an animal skin lantern, was the closest and glanced instinctively. His eyes suddenly froze because he discovered that the statue of the "Fallen Creator" here was different from the outside world.

Its eyes are open!

The blood-colored whites and black eyes stared straight at the intruder in front of him as if they were alive.

Click, click, click, Derrick heard the sound of teeth clashing.

He originally thought it came from some team member, but he soon realized that it was him who was trembling!

Although he didn't know enough about the dangers of evil gods, his teeth were trembling instinctively at this moment.

Da da da.

His teammates had a similar reaction.

No one can remain calm under the gaze of the evil god. Even a statue has the power to make people fear from the bottom of their hearts!

At this moment, a little powder floated up, and "The Demon Hunter" Colin clenched his fist.

Boom!

The sound of thunder echoed, and Derrick and the others suddenly woke up and got rid of their previous nightmare state.

Before they had time to look around, a sudden cry came from behind the altar.

"Woo, woo, woo..."

"Woo, woo, woo..."

In the heart-wrenching silence, "Demon Hunter" Colin ordered calmly:

"Derrick, Joshua, please go around and take a look."

Derrick, who was feeling a little chilly, held the animal skin lantern and the "Hurricane Axe" in his hand, and together with Joshua, slowly walked around to the back of the altar.

As the darkness was gradually dispersed by light, they saw a black shadow curled up behind the altar.

Two steps further, the black shadow took on its original appearance.

He was a child of seven or eight years old, with smooth yellow hair.

He closed his eyes, seeming a little uncomfortable with the light, and shouted excitedly:

"Help me, help me..."

Derrick's pupils shrank, thinking of the cry for help he heard in the pure darkness before, and he subconsciously raised the "Hurricane Ax".

At this time, "Demon Hunter" Colin, who had arrived next to them, took a step forward and asked solemnly:

"Who are you?"

The child stopped asking for help and recalled:

"My name is Jack..."

TBC

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A lot of things happened in the past two days before the big smog, but we will definitely arrive before 150.

Medici: Hehe, hahahaha, how dare you call me an evil spirit, let me teach you two brats who disrespect the God of War a lesson! This, this whistle, is actually the favored one of the Death Archon, so what if

Good luck to you. I won't kill you. Get out of here! (Leave quickly)
Chapter completed!
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