Chapter 224 Path Coexistence

The scene changed, and the scene of the warehouse room appeared in his field of vision.

call.

Yago took a deep breath and repeated the potion formula he wrote down:

"Magi's formula ingredients, one complete eggshell of the Phantom Bird, one dried human-faced spider, 10 drops of spring water from the Misty Fountain, and 10 pieces of Geminigrass leaves."

"The ingredients of the marionette recipe: the branches of the puppet flower, the ashes of the stone-maw beast, half of the two-faced flower"

The recipe ingredients for The Marionette appear to be incomplete.

Moreover, Ferranro doesn't seem to know whether these materials are correct.

Thinking of this, Yago couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"Before taking it, you have to find a way to verify it."

How should it be verified?

See information.

I don't know if there is any relevant information inside the thorn tree.

Are there any relevant records inside the strongholds of other churches?

Before doing this, you need to read Ferranro's memories first. Maybe there are some in Ferranro's follow-up memories?

Before exploring the memory again, he had to record the material before he forgot it.

Extending the spiritual mist and sealing the room, Yago sat down at the table, picked up a paper and wrote down the formula.

But where is the safest place to put this recipe?

Looking at the note, Yago touched his chin:

"The temple of ruins?"

The answer is of course needless to say, it is naturally the Temple of Ruins.

At the same time, Lansu Kingdom, Suxi County.

A lady in a black robe and a mask, with long black hair swaying under the hood and beside her ears, walked towards one of the dozens of doors around the room together with the surrounding crowd.

An hour later, the black-robed lady appeared near a two-story building in the Balinka District.

Looking at the small building in the distance, hiding in the shadows, she took off her hood and mask.

A head of black hair gradually faded to white, and then a little metallic silver appeared again.

That seemingly ordinary, passer-by face gradually became beautiful.

After tearing off the black robe, she sensed it, and after making sure she was not being followed, she walked towards the small building, took out the key and opened the door.

The moment she closed the door, a black shadow rushed over.

The silver-haired woman didn't dodge, and just let the black shadow pounce on her.

It was a lanky hound with a bronzed coat.

Looking at it, the silver-haired woman sighed:

"Your Excellency Atile, such an action is meaningless."

After she spoke, the bronze-furred hound opened her mouth to tremble:

"No, my dear Elsa, this can effectively train your reflexes."

"But I already felt you outside the door."

The silver-haired woman, or Elsa couldn't help but sigh:

"Although it is very slight, I can already feel it."

"What a pity." The man with the bronze fur said, he stood up, his fur and canine features quickly faded, and within a few seconds, he turned into a tall woman with a hot body.

At this time, a pair of small hands held a few pieces of fabric and handed them to her waist, and the woman named Atile took them and wrapped them around her chest and lower body.

After putting it on, she looked to the side as if she remembered something.

A petite little girl with short and medium black hair stood there expressionlessly, squinting at her with a look of disgust.

"Betty~ my little cutie~"

Seeing her, Atile was ready to reach out to hug her, but Little Betty just stretched out her hand, Atile retracted her hand resentfully, and Little Betty also turned and left.

Looking at her back, Atile smacked his lips:

"It doesn't feel good to lose your memory, does it, Elsa."

Elsa didn't answer her words, but asked with a frown:

"Are you sure the path of the gravekeeper and the path of the gambler coexist?"

Hearing this sentence, Attila, who was dressed in cool clothes, regained his seriousness, nodded and said:

"That's for sure."

"However, didn't you say before that the way to coexist with the gambler path should be the ascetic path?"

Elsa's puzzled expression was mixed with solemnity.

"I did say that." Atile shrugged his shoulders, "but I also said that this information may come from the Phantom Realm, or that Turkel's gang is lying to us."

"A lot of information in the Phantom Realm is incorrect and untrue, and the ancestors of Turkel's gang are traitors of the Xingchen family."

"It would have been unbelievable."

"The one that coexists with the monastic path should most likely be the sailor path or the tidal path."

Atile shook his head:

"This news is from the Death Eater, no, the Soul Reaper."

She walked to the window, drew the curtains and glanced out, while continuing:

"The guys from the Brigade of the Dead are very aware of the attitudes of the major churches towards them. As long as they find us, they will definitely kill us. Moreover, in order to strengthen their strength, they will also deliberately release potions, deliberately find collaborators, and carry out different methods. An experiment in the coexistence of sequences."

"but."

She sneered:

"Whether the sequences can 'coexist' is not that simple. The low sequences of certain pathways can coexist, but when it comes to the middle sequences, they cannot coexist."

"Or in certain sequences, certain pathways can co-exist."

She turned her head and glanced at Elsa, and said seriously:

"The real 'coexistence' means that from the low sequence to the high sequence, from the beginning to the end, they can always coexist without conflicting with each other."

"You want to find a co-existing sequence for your useless brother, that's fine."

"However, no one knows whether they can coexist."

"Your blood can help you reduce the possibility of madness, but it cannot guarantee that you will not go crazy."

"I can't be sure, as the Brigade of the Dead who has the most Gravekeeper Path Extraordinary, I can't be sure either."

"Instead of worrying about this, you should take care of your own affairs first."

Atile narrowed his eyes and said:

"Did you feel that the power of the informant sequence might be out of control?"

Hearing this, Elsa shook her head.

"Very well, the next thing you need to do is to get in touch with the mystery of the 'informant' as soon as possible. The blood of silver can help you curb your crazy impulse, but this also has a limit. Your blood is too thin."

"Within a week, no matter how much you fit, you must take the 'Iron Knight' potion to advance to Sequence 8 to avoid imbalance."

"Once the signs of imbalance appear, it will be too late to take it again."

"Mysterious liberation is irreversible. It is completely irreversible to show the old posture before the middle sequence."

It seemed that she felt that her tone was a bit heavy, so she eased it a little:

"You can tell him the news through the contracted creature, let him judge for himself, and I will help you avoid divination."