Chapter 377 Contact (Happy New Year's Day!!!)

Green Forest City.

Somewhere in a safe house that Aaron had rented before.

Three figures slowly emerged.

After putting down Liliat and Tias, Aaron began to review tonight's actions: "We went to Pulmouth with a fake identity, and then we wore a mask at the auction... Even if the 'Snake Lady' betrayed , the possibility of being detected is extremely small.”

As for that bill of lading? Aaron is ready to burn straight away.

Anyway, tonight, I accidentally got another remnant of a 'lamp holder', and the effect may be even better than those coarse grains!

"Counting it all together, it's not too easy to meet the prerequisites for opening the Fifth Essence... How many Extraordinary Ones have I destroyed and absorbed their spirituality... Well, it's mainly the 'Blood of Decline' and the 'Sunset School' ', thanks for their contributions! '

‘After this time, the Sunset School is bound to decline. '

After the replay, Aaron, who found no problems, began to think about the ability of the 'alchemist'.

That 'Bairamonger' is actually not too strong in terms of 'Yao', but he is still refreshing in terms of making puppets and magical items.

'At that time, the body of Barramonger was indeed in Pulmouth. In the abandoned city, after hearing the 'prayer', he went to the spirit world and turned into the form of a war fortress. From the spirit world, he directly Shoot me...'

'Then I gave him a 'curse of the dark moon' to destroy his fortress in the spirit world, and with this connection, I caught up with him who fled to the mortal world, and killed him for the final time... Well, no problem. '

"This is...Lvsen City?"

Liliat opened a corner of the curtain, feeling somewhat familiar.

"Yes, one of my safe houses has been vacant for a long time, but it's not occupied by homeless people... It's luck."

Aaron smiled.

"Lvsen...the place where it all started."

Tias seemed to be the most emotional: "Our 'Green Banyan Council' has been investing in the northern border of the kingdom, hoping to restore a little bit of the glory of the past, but we have suffered repeated failures... and now we are in the [Green Banyan Tree Grandmother] 】In the original belief, there is still a little control."

"Faith... huh... Faith without power is as miserable as the Holy Spirit Sect."

Aaron shook his head: "At least the Church of the Holy Spirit still has the support of the Kingdom, and it has been secretly expanding its Extraordinary team recently... and the original worship and belief of the Green Forest, alas... there are not many left now, right?"

...

Pulmouth, the abandoned city.

"Hoo hoo!"

William Shire ran to an unoccupied building, took off his mask, and panted heavily: "You killed me, silly bird!"

"This is what you want, otherwise Uncle Bran wouldn't bother to care about it."

White Tower Raven Bran flew out, with a hint of disdain in his pitch-black eyes, and threw a rusted black iron piece to William.

William held it in his hand, but it seemed to be holding a pack of dynamite: "Damn it... and it! By the way... divination... Even if they didn't catch me and didn't know my identity, they could still use it to divination me afterwards." !"

"Ahem... According to the wise Uncle Bran, you left very few divination clues in the auction house, which is very difficult... As long as you consume this spell, the possibility of being divined will be greatly reduced." small."

It was rare for Bran to offer a solid suggestion.

"It's not just that, I also need assistance... the assistance of a high-ranking existence, it's best to do it yourself to cover up the divination for me..."

William muttered to himself, and suddenly squeezed his palm hard, crushing the spell in his palm.

A layer of clear brilliance bloomed directly on him.

"Hmm... this feeling..."

Strands of jet-black liquid were directly ejected from the pores of his body, like black earthworms, crawling and dissipating on the ground...

"This feeling...it's completely different from balance. It's completely cleared... 100,000 pounds, I'm heartbroken just thinking about it. It might save my life in the future!"

Although feeling spiritually active, William still felt as if his heart had been stabbed.

"Don't use it now, it will be even more troublesome to be tracked down!" Bran suddenly exclaimed, "Cunning William... There is another reason besides this, you will contact that 'Eternal Life' later, and you will definitely tell the truth He, consume the item first, so as not to be taken away? Aren't you afraid of the anger of your ancestors?"

"A great person like my ancestors, how can I have the nerve to care about these things like a descendant like me?"

William blinked: "Okay...you help me keep watch, I'm going to start praying to my ancestors."

"Well, trust Bran."

Black crows flew up and began to guard outside the building.

But William didn't realize that when he used the spell, the red line on Bran's forehead opened a little...

On the open ground, William lit two candles representing himself and praying for existence, and arranged a simple ceremony.

"I pray to you, great Lord Greenwood..."

"The founder of earthly occultism, the inspirer of modern science, the great Aaron Sothos!"

"I pray for your favor, I pray that you lower your gaze!"

With a little apprehension, William recited the honored name of that being.

Then, nothing happened...

'I'm not cheated, am I? '

He waited in bewilderment for half an hour, and finally blew out the candle, thinking somewhat dejectedly.

'But... What's the use of asking me to recite a useless honorable name? '

William was thinking blankly, and then his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground.

Bran fell to one side, his head tilted, looking at him curiously, his third eye gradually opened, with indifference and cold reason.

...

"Ah... what kind of place is this?"

William looked at the magnificent palace and the thick stone pillars, his expression gradually became dull.

"This is a piece of dreamland bestowed upon us by the 'Spirit of Illusion', allowing us to communicate directly through it."

On the green banyan throne, Aaron looked at William playfully.

If he hadn't 'logged in' again tonight to check the situation of everyone in Pulmouth, it might take some time before he found William's prayer.

Regardless of the 'Void Spirit' or the 'Earl of Green Forest', he is actually pointing to him, there is no doubt about it.

"You are my ancestor, the rumored Earl of Green Forest?"

William looked at Aaron's blurred face, and suddenly bowed: "Master Ancestor... I am in danger, please protect me from divination and tracking."

"The time in the dream is long enough, you speak slowly..."

Aaron put his right hand on his cheek in a leisurely pose.

And following William's explanation, his expression remained unchanged, but he complained in his heart: 'This descendant of Shaar is amazing...a wool of 100,000 gold pounds from an auction? I didn't do as well as he did... That crow is very problematic! '