Potions Room

Sean took a bottle of gray potion from Eve, who looked low and silent, and his nose was instantly filled with a trace of fishy smell, which made people intoxicated, and the longing that had been suppressed swept over again at the moment of receiving the potion.

After swallowing a few mouthfuls of spit, Sean suppressed his inexplicable longing, took off the 'emotional ring' on the middle finger of his left hand and handed it to the captain for safekeeping, before tilting his head and taking the potion.

The taste was similar to the first time I took the potion, with a cool smell, but this time there wasn't much of a different taste, like water with a mint leaf added to it.

But the changes to himself are very different, the physique and strength have doubled on the original basis, about four to six times that of ordinary adult men, of course, the biggest change is the mental improvement, the perception ability has increased significantly, originally only able to perceive no more than three meters of range, now it has doubled, and then the concentration of magic power has basically tripled, and now he will no longer cause the magic power to dry up because of two or three magic.

And the spiritual changes have not stopped, and once again with the whispers of madness and depravity, Sean gradually perceives a strange world, the blood-red earth, the boundless gray mist, and the floating islands looming in the mist, eternal darkness, monotony and dead silence are the themes here.

This is the spiritual realm.

He gasped, but before he could exclaim, he saw that the fog as calm as the surface of the water seemed to be broken by his appearance, and a series of curious, respectful, indifferent and more greedy eyes came out, staring at Sean's direction.

Even if he hadn't really entered the spirit world, he was shocked into a cold sweat by these sights, although these spirit creatures did not reveal their bodies, but the aura contained in their sights alone was faintly not inferior to Ms. Mapel.

Lady Mapel was the strongest he had ever seen, and there were countless sights that lurked in the gray mist.

Before he could think about it, the unknown sight suddenly disappeared, and then an unfamiliar picture broke into his perception, and a continent wrapped in blood-red plants and flowers that exuded an ominous aura appeared in the 'eye'.

In the middle of the sea of flowers, there is also a pair of unclear wooden objects, rectangular in appearance, all black, and there is a cross made of unknown metal on the surface, which is carved with intricate patterns, just looking at it makes people feel delirious, but people can't take their eyes off it and have to indulge in it.

The cross is also dotted with a circle of unknown white flowers, delicate flowers that exude an inexplicable desire for protection, yes, not carved ornaments, real flowers, and the stamens of the flowers can be seen dancing in the wind and the strange fragrance of the flowers.

Coffin?

There was a coffin of an unknown existence.

On the other side, next to the floating island covered with blood-red flowers, there was also a bronze gate that terrified Sean, covered with indescribable eyes, but now all the eyes were closed, and there seemed to be a narrow mark on the door, as if someone had whipped it.

Hiss...

Fear crept up in my heart.

He recognized it as the gate that he had summoned with a mysterious gauntlet to save himself and almost let him lose control, and the 'whip marks' were left by the attack of the coffin that was lying in the sea of flowers at the moment.

So...

Is He a different being?

Blood-red flowers.

Sure enough, it was basically at the same time that Sean perceived this continent, a familiar and unusually gentle touch reappeared, although his body was not in the spirit world, but that special feeling still acted on the body that was still in the process of promotion, helping him eliminate the possible risk of losing control.

Vaguely Shaun also noticed that the bronze door also 'saw' his consciousness, and the closed glasses on the door seemed to squirm slightly, as if they were ready to open at any moment.

But then the door shook, and he seemed to think of something, and under Sean's somewhat frightened 'eyes', the wriggling eyes regained their calm after a moment, only to tremble again in the gate itself, and one of the eyelids with its eyelids closed fell and floated towards itself, and a blood-red flower flew along with it.

The flower himself is somewhat familiar, because in Sean's last memory before he fell unconscious, he remembered that the being who saved him once gave him a flower with a strange fragrance, which should be this kind of flower, but after he woke up, he disappeared.

Give yourself flowers again?

What a 'passionate' lady, Sean thought bitterly.

But the strangeness of the gate made him feel strange, and in his own perception, he could clearly feel that the eyes that were floating towards him did not have any malice, and there seemed to be a faint hint of flattery.

Reparation?

Or maybe it's because of the majesty of Miss Coffin?

Wait a minute.

Why do I think He is a woman?

For some reason, when this strange thought flashed through Sean's mind, the action of constantly stroking his presence on his face suddenly froze, and then Sean's relatively clear 'vision' gradually blurred.

He knew that the promotion had been completed, and he was about to withdraw from this special perception, and he felt a little regretful and a little Qing Xin in his heart, regretting that he had not explored more secrets, and Qing Xin's was that he had not received the 'gift' of the two powerful beings.

He remembered that Lady Marpel had told herself, "Be wary of strange gods and fear."

"Whew..."

Sean, who slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, opened his eyes that had been closed, and a ray of gray light flashed on his brown eyes, feeling the improvement of the magic power in his body, joy quietly hung on his cheeks, and at this moment he was successfully promoted to become a second-rank magician-psychic.

But before he could share the joy with the captain and Eve, a suffocating breath came out of the air.

Then, under the frightened eyes of the three of them, the space around them began to distort and crack, and a strange and beautiful flower gradually emerged in the gray mist that diffused it, and finally fell firmly into Sean's hands, and the surrounding space returned to normal.

"The so-called price..."

Sean muttered to himself calmly as he looked at the blood-red flowers in his hand and a closed eye wrapped around the stamens.

Number 2 of the Magician's Guidelines: Never pray to an unknown being.

Now it seemed that he was destined to not get rid of that or two unknown and powerful beings, but he did not regret it, otherwise he would not have survived the attack.

"Calm down. ”

After Elf used magic to pacify, the magic materials that caused the riot because of the sudden spiritual breath looked at the flowers in Sean's hand with some fear and said, "Sean, what is this?"

"Gifts. Sean, who smiled lightly, replied with a relaxed expression.

After being promoted to psychic person, he inexplicably recovered a part of his emotions, although he was still a little emotionally weak, but he was not as emotionless as before.

Of course, the most important thing is that he can't resist that existence at all, and the door was just a glance at himself, maybe people are ready to communicate with him when they ask for payment after saving themselves, but he didn't expect me to be too weak, and just words almost made me lose control.

Besides, isn't there another saying that since you can't resist the other party, why can't you just lie down and accept it?

He almost laughed out loud at the thought of this, smiled at Elf and Eve and left, first he needed to change out of his clothes with dry blood stains, and then he had to prepare to rest for a while, ready to digest the knowledge brought by the potions in his mind and the dreams that he had been thinking about day and night.

......

Deep underground in the Potions Room.

When Sean received the gift of the mysterious existence, Marpel instantly opened his eyes after feeling the majestic and strange aura, and then slowly closed it helplessly, and unexpectedly took out a blood-red flower, watching it slowly dissipate into gray mist under some will.

Silently drawing a red moon on her chest, Marpel prayed reverently, "May the goddess look upon you, Mr. Sean." ”

At the same time

Black Shark Seventh Block Stronghold, basement.

Boris no longer had a trace of the ferocity of his past, and sat on the main seat with a frightened face, staring blankly at the crew members who were constantly arguing on the wooden table.

"Captain, boatswain seems to have failed. ”

"Captain, should we run away? ”

"Run, where can you escape, remember that we are members of the church. ”

"Yes, you have to know the way the church deals with traitors. ”

“...”

Hearing this, everyone shuddered, and looked around but didn't find the familiar one-eyed figure, so they had to look at the man in the main seat at the same time and asked in a trembling voice: "The ship... Captain, what are we going to do?"

"Hehe..."Boris looked at the frightened crowd, smiled faintly, and said with a gloomy face: "Pray for the mercy of the gods, hehe, mercy..."

As soon as the words fell, in the dark and lightless basement, a mirror covered by a black cloth suddenly flashed a faint flame, and then a figure of a man with a silver bird's beak mask appeared in the mirror.

"You're exposed, number two. ”

A cold voice without a trace of emotion then floated through the room, quieting the originally noisy crowd instantly, and Boris's shiny bald head was immediately covered with sweat droplets, knelt directly on the ground, and said tremblingly: "I'm sorry, Lord God, please give me a chance." ”

At this moment, he didn't dare to speculate at all, nor did he dare to ask the divine envoy how he learned the news, except to admit his mistake and ask for forgiveness from the masked man.

He still vividly remembers his former boss, the number one who was burned to death by a strange flame because of his mouth.

The masked man in the mirror looked at Boris in silence for a few seconds, and said coldly: "Okay." ”

"Thank you, Lord Divine Envoy, thank you..."A smile also appeared on Boris's ugly face, but before he could be happy, a sharp pain suddenly rose on his body, and at the same time, an inexplicable anger surged into his heart, "God... The Divine Messenger..."

Looking up with difficulty, I realized that the masked man in the mirror was long gone, replaced by a familiar figure, glaring at the scarlet one-eyed and saying to himself, "I have a new backer, Captain." ”

"Ahh Fili. ”

PS: A new storm is coming, and the Iron Juice is ready.

In addition, I would like to thank the book friend 58683233 for the reward, and thank you to all the iron juices for their support to the cuttlefish.

Finally, the old rule, ask for clicks, ask for recommendations, and ask for collections. Ask for clicks, ask for recommendations, ask for favorites. Ask for clicks, ask for recommendations, ask for favorites.