Chapter 544

The only strange thing is that the person who was killed had all kinds of wounds on his body, which looked like the wounds that were chewed by many small creatures.

It's a pity that these idiots don't recognize that this kind of material is valuable black iron, but they can know that these things can strengthen their bodies.

What should I do? How can I get these things?

By the way! Yes!

……

Late the next day.

North of goles, edge of cherling, high town.

Dumaser was in a trance.

In front of you, you feel the whole world is in a muddle.

"Zhizhizhi -"

at this time, he was suddenly excited, because in front of his eyes and in his field of vision, a man in a Black Knee Length windbreaker suddenly appeared.

"Thief!"

Dumasek woke up in a moment and recovered from the beautiful carnal dream.

Poop! Poop! Poop!

Dumaser's heart stirred violently, contracted into a mass, then swelled violently, and even his body began to tremble slightly.

For a moment, he almost forgot what he was going to do and what to do until there were countless dark shadows around the sneaker's body that dumaser really woke up.

The chirp of rats surrounded the man in the black windbreaker and covered his face.

"Did someone come here yesterday and sell you something?"

Man's dark eyes do not have a little waves, just like a pool of stagnant water, the words also have no ups and downs, as if to tell a small matter.

However, at this point in time, someone sneaks into your room, stands in front of you, looks at you and questions you. Will you treat him as a harmless passer-by?

Anyway, dumaser won't.

But he didn't intend to hide anything.

To be able to directly break into his residence proves that the other party is absolutely capable of killing him. Moreover, it is a pressing question. It is obvious that there is something important.

The shop owner, who occasionally helps sell stolen goods, knows what can be provoked and what can't be provoked, and will never resist those who should not be resisted:

"two teams of people came to my road yesterday. The first group came in the morning and sold me some worn-out daggers and some gems. It felt like a mercenary team that killed the thieves, and the second team was five people. They brought a lot of things, including The leather materials of jewelry and some black iron demons are very large

Dumaser said all the information, and pointed out that the stolen goods were placed in a dark box under the counter, full of sincerity.

Hearing this, the man in the black windbreaker nodded, as if in praise of his cooperation.

When dumaser felt relieved and planned to wait until dawn to run with some belongings, he suddenly heard a sentence:

"in principle, you are so cooperative, I should let you go, but you have behaved so well that I am worried."

When dumaser heard this sentence, he felt a pain in his arm.

Looking around, a gray mouse the size of a wild cat was hanging on his arm, his eyes glowing red with blood.

"The devil?"

Dumaser could not help but be shocked. He shook his right hand and tried to shake off the giant mouse. At the same time, he opened his mouth to call for help.

But before the sound came to mind, he felt a pain in his neck, and another giant rat came up. At the same time, a slightly hard fluffy touch came from the mouth.

A giant rat got into his mouth and stopped it.

"Wuwuwuwu --"

dumaser's eyes were wide, and he struggled in pain. He looked at the silent man in black with anger and fear, and his expression showed a plea for mercy. However, the other side did not take any action or response.

A giant mouse emerged from the surrounding, climbed up his body, and ate his flesh and blood.

Dumaser's weakened body fell back and the blood flowed out.

Ten seconds later, the rats dispersed, but dumaser's body became intact.

However, on the contrary, his pupils turned bright red.

Moreover, the fear, anger, and entreaty that had escaped from his face disappeared completely, leaving nothing but obedience.

"Master -"

"I am not your master, I am cro Brad, the plague bishop of the scarlet order."

"Scarlet order?"

The new scarlet servant dumaser had not heard of the order.

The next moment, he heard the man in black chant his prayer firmly and devoutly:

"Oh, son of blood prison, our father in heaven.

O scarlet daughter, our mother in the night.

Our father in heaven, hallowed be thy name in heart.

Our mother in the night, may your name be read in dreams.May your kingdom of night come, and may your will be done on earth as in heaven... "

The scarlet church regards the scarlet daughter as a God, and the life of all things is given by the scarlet daughter

Dumaser's eyes constantly showed shock and fluctuation, headache, which forced into his mind of the knowledge and he had the concept of conflict.

But in the end, it turned into calm.

That's right.

The scarlet daughter is the mother of all things, and the son of blood prison is the first child of scarlet daughter and the spouse of scarlet daughter.

The son of blood prison is also the father of all things.

Son and father are one!

"Hoo --"

dumaser breathed, and the scarlet in his eyes gradually faded into calm and original color.

And looking at dumaser, the black windbreaker man, or asheon, is asking him a few questions.

"Monseigneur!"

Dumaser, who had become a devout member of the scarlet church under asheon's brainwashing, picked up the key, walked quickly to the inner door with bare feet, opened the warehouse door, and took out all the magic materials in it:

"this is the resuscitation thing I collected."

In his cognition, these magic materials and other things have become the things he specially accumulated.

"Well."

Ashuen nodded, confirming that the first cognitive modification was working, and then quietly opened the door in the crowd of rats.

Now we have to continue to look for the source of black iron that the ore mice have been exposed to.

……

On the other side, the Marquis house of Andes

saw Andes standing in front of him in his gorgeous red windbreaker, and Fogg Sewall closed the door behind his back hand, followed the Andes respectfully to the room at the end of the corridor, standing in the dim candle light.

"It was a waste of time, and no more clues were found in his body."

The Marquis of Andes said calmly, looking out of the window at the crescent moon. "

" more Did the tutor know something about him? " Faulksiwal relaxed a lot and ventured.

The Marquis of Andes nodded slightly:

"an ancient organization called the source of life, which was established in the period before the rise of the Diocese of the earth, and its emergence was related to some degenerate nobles at that time."

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