Chapter Eight Hundred and Twentieth Four: Mountain Mist

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"My lord, can you take care of the elder as well, please." After a pause for half a second, Donna begged embarrassingly.

"My lord, you can just take care of Donna. I can protect myself." Wallas hurriedly refused.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's start quickly." Rock glanced at the two of them, which immediately increased the pressure on them.

Donna didn't dare to say anything more, she cut her palm again, and the blood dripped on the scroll again, dyeing the scroll from dark red to scarlet red.

This time, Rock felt it carefully, and she was indeed manipulating some kind of energy in the dark, and it was introduced into the volume along with the blood.

"Hoo hoo hoo."

In the next second, the surrounding wind suddenly became violent, and an inexplicable force was transmitted from the wind, entangled in the crimson roll, and Donna let go of her palm in good time.

Under the entanglement of the strong wind, the dense scroll was blown away directly, and flew far above the sky, disappeared without a trace, out of everyone's perception range.

The violent wind became more and more intense, and kept blowing until a certain critical point stopped growing. At this time, multiple tornadoes formed around and up and down the mountain, and the momentum was extremely powerful.

Only a few people where the wind slowed slightly and were not affected by the fierce tornado.

Several people raised their vigilance to prepare for the danger that appeared, but there was no movement after a while.

"It's over?" Donna looked suspiciously into the distance.

She and Wallas looked at each other, and subconsciously looked at Roque, hoping to get an answer.

"Probably need to wait until a certain time." Rock said speechlessly, "Don't you know more specific information, you should have it."

"Let me think about it, this sacred treasure map was left to me by my father. My father was the last archbishop. I was only five years old when he died----" Donna smiled mischievously. This was indeed her own problem.

She just thought about it for a long time, but she didn't think of any key information. In fact, she had very little memory of her archbishop father, and she had an older brother before, who received far more attention than she did.

It's a pity that not long after his father died, his brother disappeared and was probably killed.

"Think about whether your father has ever said anything special to you,

Or remind you of something special, or teach you something frequently, or a little story, or a song, or a certain kind of food -- in short, he taught you, no matter when. "Seeing her confused face, Roque reminded according to the usual habits.

It was certainly unusual in those times, and when other people cannot be trusted, the approach was more subtle.

"It seems to be true." Donna's eyes lit up, recalling a certain scene where her father taught her aristocratic flower arrangement. Her father repeated it many times, and then her face changed slightly.

"Thinking of what?" Rock frowned.

"I thought of it, it should be October 15th every year, when the first winter wind comes to the earth, we--maybe came at the wrong time, there is still more than a month before that time." Donna said with a mournful face.

Hearing this, Wallas opened his mouth for a long time and couldn't close it. Obviously, he didn't expect such a low-level problem to arise.

"Are you sure? Don't worry, think about it carefully." Rock said.

Being stared at, the wind spirit sparrow was so frightened that it stuck its head into her hair, but no one cared about it.

"Yeah, I'm sure." After a pause, Donna nodded helplessly, and finally asked, "My secret scroll will come back, right?"

"Guess what." Rock was a little bit dumbfounded that such a weird incident would happen.

This woman is really unreliable, no wonder the residence is in such decline, she was hunted down and even besieged, and this unusual invitation, this should be her character, it is really difficult to live for her until now.

"It's over, the secret scroll of God's Treasure is also lost, Elder." Donna panicked.

"Hey, my lord, Donna didn't do it on purpose. It's because I didn't allow her to go out to practice before—" Wallas was more worried about another issue, whether it would anger this strong man.

"Okay, just wait and see, maybe your secret volume will come back." Rock interrupted his chirping.

"Uh, really?" Donna's eyes lit up when she heard this.

"Look around, the vision has not weakened." Rock said.

He could feel that the vision hadn't weakened, but was still undergoing subtle changes. If things were as Donna said and needed a certain amount of time to open, then the scene in front of him would be even more interesting.

Just like Shenzang is about to open, it has not been affected by the time limit.

"Boom."

"thunderbolt."

Not long after, there was a muffled thunder explosion in the sky, followed by countless lightning bolts, and along with the lightning, there were also gray and black clouds. Under the strong wind, the clouds formed swirls.

"Look over there." Rock said, pointing diagonally upwards.

What he was pointing at was the direction where the scroll disappeared, and a promenade formed by a gathering of halos was descending rapidly, aiming at the mountain they were on.

"Shen Zang has been opened." Donna looked over, her eyes widened, and she murmured in disbelief.

Could it be that I thought too much, the things my father repeated when I was a child were actually meaningless, or I remembered something wrong.

"Shen Zang is opened." Wallas breathed a sigh of relief, with joy.

As everyone knows, in Roque's view, such a sacred treasure that was opened without meeting the conditions may contain more dangers, especially for the two of them.

Several people had different expressions, the halo corridor flew towards them quickly, and landed precisely on their side, and the wind inside was blowing outwards.

"My lord." Donna called out involuntarily.

"Let's go." Rock nodded slightly, and immediately gathered a large amount of elemental energy under his feet, turning into a golden cloud.

With his current attainments in elemental manipulation and the use of the Heart of Gray Fog for a long time, it was just a common trick, but it made the two of the Adventurer Church look a little dumbfounded.

The golden cloud spread to the feet of the two, and dragged a group of three into the halo corridor, walking against the strong wind.

"grown ups."

"Say."

"I feel it. Some changes have taken place in the power of my bloodline. My perception has been enhanced and it has become sharper."

"Fine, but there's no need to tell me."

"But--be careful, there are wind blades mixed with the wind in front--"

As Tang Na said, there were some changes in the strong wind ahead, and a series of wind blades appeared, cutting towards several people like a mountain of flying knives.

However, when the wind blade traveled fifty or sixty meters in front of the few people, some kind of disorder occurred, and it involuntarily deflected to one side, avoiding the position where the several people were.

Jin Yun carried the few people without stopping, and shuttled through the wind blade all the way forward.

Seeing this, the words in Donna's mouth choked in her throat, and she stared at Roque in front of her in amazement.

Such strong magic manipulation skills are much better than those self-proclaimed orthodox mages. Is this the reason why those mages are unwilling to use Mosuwang?

It would be great if Master Elok could join the church!

"It's your turn."

After advancing for a certain distance, as if encountering some kind of checkpoint, a red glow appeared in the middle of the corridor, and Rock reminded someone who was in a daze.

"Oh, my blood is needed here, I have a very strong intuition." Donna cut her palm habitually, and the blood flowed out again.

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