Charast pushed open the closed door, and walked into Old John's alchemy shop, where a beam of light entered the shop, and he saw an old man with a kind face and a hunched back, standing in front of the not very bright counter.

Charast stretched out his hand, and the door of the store creaked shut, and he bowed down to the old man according to the etiquette of a gentleman to an elder, but the aura of the Sanctuary Rank on his body spurted out again, and his tone was one of irresistible questioning.

"Where's that apprentice in your shop—"

Imperative sentences are mixed with the turbulence of elements full of oppression, and they go towards the oppression of the old man.

A gentleman naturally has the majesty of a gentleman, and Charaster is convinced that no one in this town can face his true majesty.

But the old man only raised his head slightly, and said calmly, "You're here to find the Book of Blood Sacrifices, aren't you? ”

Charlaste's reserve was shattered at this moment by this sudden word. There are too many organizational secrets in this sentence, such as the name of the Great Prophet, which has never been announced except within the organization, not to mention that he actually knows the origin of this booklet?

He couldn't help but pause for two or three seconds, and then he saw that the old man was holding a thin booklet in his hand. He recycled his breath and asked, "Who are you?" and raised his right hand slightly, ready to do it.

The old man raised the corners of his mouth, pulling the deep nasolabial folds on the side of his mouth, "Your great prophet has been looking for me for so long, and you haven't told you who I am? ”

Charast furrowed his brows, a gentleman shouldn't be so hesitant, not to mention that he couldn't feel any elemental aura on the old man's body, it was obvious that he was playing tricks.

He squeezed out a very gentlemanly smile, and his palm drew a circle in front of his chest, and thousands of wind blades shot out densely from between his palms like shimmering transparent fish scales.

The wind blade sliced through the not-so-bright air of the shop, and its might seemed to be a stream of chaos cutting through the space.

There is a saying on Tia's face: If you don't enter the holy realm, you are not a real strong person. And the full force of the truly strong has the power of chasing stars and chasing the moon.

As soon as the magic was struck, Zalaster's previous hesitation vanished, and he was immersed in his own magic, and confidence filled his body. He could feel that not to mention just an old man in front of him, even an army of hundreds of people, he could destroy it all.

The old man, however, seemed to sigh softly, and he lifted the booklet in his hand, the booklet that Charast would recover at all costs, and fanned it like a summer to repel mosquitoes.

Then the ten thousand blades of the wind, like frightened mosquitoes, rolled up towards Zalaster at once.

Terrified, Charlaste could only organize his magic to resist the wind blades he sent. But before he could make any movements, a small flame had already rolled up from his feet.

It was a fist-sized flame of fire, but it was a brilliant white, as dazzling as the glitter he had seen in the cavern.

He subconsciously closed his eyes to avoid the glare of the fire, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he sank into darkness forever.

The flames opened suddenly, and immediately swept through Zalaste's whole body, but he didn't feel anything, the flames didn't know how many degrees of heat, before Charlaste felt burned, they had burned everything about him, such as the nerves that transmitted the pain, from the periphery to the tip.

As soon as the flame opened, Charlaster vanished as if the world had evaporated, and disappeared in an instant.

At this time, the ten thousand wind blades had just rolled upside down, and nothing was hit, but like a fresh wind, the ashes after burning were swept out of the store, scattered outside the door into the never-ending earthy yellow wind and sand of this season.

The booklet in the old man's hand also turned into ashes when he fanned the wind blade, and at this time, it was also blown out of the door by the wind blade, and it was difficult to find it again.

Being able to kill a Sanctuary Grand Mage with a single raise of his hands and feet can only be of the rank of Legend or above. However, every legendary level on the continent is a real legend, how can it be nested in this dilapidated town without even a name?

The only one in the town who knew that the old man was extraordinary was Luo Songxi, a primary school apprentice he adopted, and Luo Songxi didn't know how tall the old man was.

In the blazing breeze, the old man's eyes showed a moment of sharpness, and he only heard him mutter, "Clown-like character, what kind of gentleman do you want to pretend to be?"

But as the dust outside the door returned to dust, and the earth returned to the earth, his eyes quickly recovered dim, and he squinted his old eyes and looked out of the door for a while, and then turned around and shouted to the back:

"Luo Songxi, where did you die? Why don't you come out quickly and take my blood pressure, my blood pressure is high again. ”

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Luo Songxi washed his face with cold water to wash away the feeling of dizziness in his head, and then he came out and took out a blood pressure monitor, wrapped old John's bony arm with a cloth, and snorted into it with an inflatable balloon.

The mercury is rising in the glass tube, and I have to say that these gadgets invented by Dr. Gray, the prestigious doctor of the Federation, are really very useful.

While waiting for the mercury to fall, Luo Songxi noticed the open door of the alchemy shop, and he asked Old John, "Someone has just come?"

For the lazy old and the young, at this time, it is far from the point of opening the door.

Old John gave a muffled "um".

"And then?" Luo Songxi asked again.

"Blown away by the wind. Old John replied casually, "Don't speak, listen attentively to the pulse." ”

"Listen," Luo Songxi replied, "It's 180 above, and someone came to make your blood pressure so high?

"It's the Sacred Realm Grand Mage who chased you yesterday. Old John said angrily.

Luo Songxi let out an "oh" and waited for Old John's next words. He knew that when it came to big things, he would never ask anything unless old John Ken said it.

He took off the strap, and Old John moved his arm that was oppressed by the air pressure, and said to Luo Songxi slowly, "I understand the booklet you brought back yesterday. ”

Luo Songxi let out an "oh" again, "Do you understand the picture, or do you understand the code?"

"I understand everything, there is no code in the Federation that I can't decipher," said Old John.

"The pictures drawn in that booklet are the long-lost blood ritual circle of the lizardmen, the most notorious form of black magic in the past. Judging from the description of the code code on the booklet, they wanted to use at least a thousand people to perform blood sacrifices to communicate some mysterious power to break a spatial barrier. ”

"And within a radius of hundreds of kilometers, there are thousands of people, and there is only the town of Tarta, so there is no doubt that the people who use it as sacrifices are the residents of this town. ”

Old John didn't open his mouth, as soon as he opened his mouth, it was shocking, and Luo Songxi was dumbfounded.

I broke it by mistake, and it was such a shocking conspiracy.

Old John, however, remained expressionless, and continued:

"Judging from the information on the booklet, the spatial barrier they want to break is the spatial passage that communicates with the prehistoric ruins on the dwarven continent. ”

"That prehistoric site is one of the most mysterious places on the surface of Tia, and it is said that it may contain information about the origins of our plane and the secrets of the entire dimensional civilization that was interrupted 12,000 years ago. ”

"That ruins are fun, they will open automatically once every fifty years. The ruins are shrouded in a spatial barrier that we can't comprehend. Many people speculate that the real location of the ruins is not actually in the Dwarf Continent, but that every fifty years it will form a spatial passage in and out of the southern part of the Dwarf Continent for a short time. ”

"Such a ruin, naturally many people want to break their heads and want to go in, but it may be that fifty years is too long, and they want to go to the ruins in advance. ”

"Well, of course, I don't know what their real purpose is when they go to the ruins, and I don't know if this blood sacrifice ritual can open up the spatial passage to the ruins, but the only thing I can be sure of is that once the circle is activated, thousands of lives will be swallowed in an instant. ”

Luo Songxi couldn't help but interject, "Such a big thing, doesn't Xixing Prefecture care?

"Hehe," Old John laughed expressionlessly, "has the Federation taken care of the affairs of Tarta Town in the past few decades? ”

"The key booklet mentions that they launched a blood sacrifice ritual to compete with another group of people for time. This shows that there is more than one wave of people who want to exchange thousands of lives for tickets to prehistoric sites. With my ability, I can only deal with one wave. There's another wave, and I can't think of what to do. ”

At this point, Old John stopped, as if to leave time for Luo Songxi to digest the information in his words.

Luo Songxi was silent for a while, and finally raised his head and asked Old John, "Who are you?"

It couldn't be more obvious that such an all-knowing old man could not be just the owner of a small broken alchemy shop. John Sr. is bound to be a man with a story, and he is bound to be a man with an extremely rich story.

It's just that Luo Songxi asked him the same question many times, and Old John just said that he was a federal retired soldier, and he didn't have any other informative answers, and over time, Luo Songxi didn't ask.

Old John was silent as always, and after a moment he spoke, "You just need to remember that I am the one who raised you up and taught you many things...... Actually, at the beginning, I just wanted you to be an ordinary person, but God doesn't fulfill people's wishes...... But after all these years of getting along, you kid is really likable, hehe. ”

The wrinkles on Old John's face stretched out, and the cloudy eyes shone like the afterglow of a setting sun. Luo Songxi lowered his head, he was not used to showing his true feelings like Old John, who was greedy for money and spared his life.

But his heart was a little sour, he could clearly feel that old John's mood was a little wrong today, and he didn't know what was going to happen.

"And what do you want me to do?" he asked Old John, bowing his head.

Old John threw him a note.