Chapter 966 Head Striker Alpert

Knock knock.

The leader of the lobster people knocked on the wooden door, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded from inside the door: "Is it Alpert?"

The lobster leader named Alpert replied: "Yes, the Prophet has brought a guest, and he has a token from the mistress in his hand."

"Please come in."

The door of the wooden house rattled open, the group of lobstermen stood on both sides, and Bai Xiaowen walked in.

Li Shuyi wanted to follow in, but was stopped by the lobster man Alpert.

"Sorry Miss Human, you can't go in."

Li Shuyi glanced at Bai Xiaowen with inquiring eyes.

Bai Xiaowen smiled: "It's okay."

Bai Xiaowen stepped into the core room, and through the dim light, he saw an aging purple-shell lobster man. Most of the lobstermen outside have green skins, and purple shells represent old age.

"Hello, distinguished guest, I have already foreseen your arrival." The old lobster man's voice sounded.

"You, foreknowledge? Are you a prophet?" Bai Xiaowen smiled.

"Yes"

"Can the prophet tell others what he sees directly?" Bai Xiaowen asked rhetorically.

The old lobster man was silent for a second before slowly saying: "Well, what I said is not very accurate. I didn't see the prophecy screen directly, but through divination, I learned that someone will visit in the near future."

Bai Xiaowen suddenly realized that this was probably one of the methods used by the magic stick to pretend to be unfathomable. If he was not an expert, he would probably be fooled by the old lobster man.

It seems that there is still a big difference between the so-called foresight of the old lobsterman and Bai Xiaowen's ability to "see" the future picture directly. At present, it seems that it is reflected in the accuracy.

"What should you call your Excellency? Who is the mistress represented by this scale token?" Bai Xiaowen asked while showing the scale.

"My name is Gorik. As for the identity of the mistress, please forgive me for not being able to tell you directly before she makes it clear." The lobsterman prophet Gorrick said.

"Well then you know,

What is the purpose of your mistress contacting me? Do you want to trade, or something else? "

Gorik said: "I'm sorry, honored guest. I don't know the intention of the mistress, but since you have this token, it means that I must provide you with the greatest help, even if it costs the entire The swamp lobster tribe can't refuse either."

"Is that so?"

Bai Xiaowen narrowed his eyes, and did not continue to speculate on the identity of the mistress and her purpose. In fact, Bai Xiaowen already had a certain idea in his heart.

"Your Excellency, Prophet Goric, I came to the Pale Mire to find a ruin that has been buried for a long time—for this, I need your tribe to send some elite warriors as guides, and at the same time tell me, as a human being, how should I survive in the Pale Mire? Freedom to move."

Gorick was visibly relieved, and said, "No problem, no problem, both of your requests can be met."

Immediately, the wooden stick in Gorick's hand knocked on the ground: "Alpert!"

The previous leader of the lobster people with a big claw entered in response.

"Bring two dry bone coir raincoats." Prophet Goric ordered.

Soon, two dry-bone coir raincoats were brought to Bai Xiaowen.

Bai Xiaowen took a look. The skeleton of the dry bone coir raincoat was woven from rotten dry bones. As for the weaving thread, it was a kind of tough black aquatic plant.

"This thing seems to be a bit like the disguise of a necromancer." Bai Xiaowen silently evaluated it in his heart.

On the other side, the Prophet Goric has already introduced: "Let me introduce to you, these two dry bone coir raincoats are woven according to the records of our ancestors by collecting ghost grass in the swamp and drowned bones, which can effectively resist the swamp. Of course, as the lobster people have multiplied in the swamp for generations, we have gradually become accustomed to the environment of ghost fog in the swamp, and this kind of bone coir raincoat is rarely used."

Bai Xiaowen put on a dry cape, and immediately got a reminder:

"You used a special item: Undead Disguise. This item cannot be brought out of the world of the Kuroshio Plane."

"Your negative state: the effect of Yin Qi disappears."

Bai Xiaowen exhaled, feeling that he had truly merged into this gloomy ghost fog swamp.

Goric said again: "Honorable guest, Alpert is one of the best warriors in our tribe, and he has seen ancient ruins appearing in the mud. He is the most suitable guide for you."

Bai Xiaowen nodded slightly: "Thank you."

"Guests don't need to say thank you, you have the token of the mistress, we use these," Gorick said kindly, "Next, please take a rest in the clan, and the clan will take out the food reserves , for two distinguished guests to enjoy."

"No, I'm leaving now."

Bai Xiaowen refused the hospitality of the lobster-man prophet, and took two undead disguises—that is, the dry bone coir raincoat. Guided by the lobster-man warrior Alpert, he and Li Shuyi stepped into the depths of the mud again.

"The name Alpert is very familiar." Bai Xiaowen came up with it after thinking for a while, and asked with a smile, "Do you have a title called 'Head Striker'?"

Alpert, who was walking in the front, turned his head in doubt: "You know my nickname?"

Bai Xiaowen smiled and said nothing, which in the eyes of the leader of the lobster people, Alpert, added a little bit of unfathomable mystery.

The scenery in the pale mud is not static. When Bai Xiaowen stepped into the swamp, he scanned the surrounding landforms and the monsters that appeared in his mind through mental scanning, forming a memory picture like a game map.

In the front, Alpert said in a rambling manner: "I also saw the ancient ruins by chance. It was at the westernmost edge of the swamp. The people of the tribe never went that far. At that time, I was chased by a group of bones. There."

"What do the ruins look like?" Bai Xiaowen asked.

"It's a bit dilapidated, but it's not noisy," Alpert said. "I've never seen such a magnificent building. It's like the palace of the gods on the ground."

"Have you ever gone in?"

"No!" Alpert looked regretful, "I hesitated for a long time, and finally made up my mind to go in, but when I was walking, I realized that I couldn't get close to the ruins. Maybe the god who built the ruins punished me for my lack of determination. .”

Bai Xiaowen was thoughtful.

Suddenly, in the fog ahead, there were a few skinny shadows staggering slowly approaching.

"Heart, these bones in the swamp are very difficult to entangle, don't fight with them for too long." Alpert reminded nervously.

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