In the underground hall, the figure of Chekaf on the crystal ball continued to fade, and it had almost completely disappeared.

But just before disappearing completely, Chekaf thought of something and shouted loudly, "Lord Gray Mist, wait a minute!"

"Huh?" Grey Mist looked up, frowning slightly.

Golov, who was operating the crystal ball, stopped his movements, turned his head to look at Gray Mist, asking for instructions, and then saw Gray Mist nod at him.

"Yes. Golov replied, knowing in his heart, the palm like a meatloaf pressed on the crystal ball, the mana was injected, and the almost disappeared figure of Chekav quickly returned to normal.

Gray Mist looked at the "reappeared" Chekaf and asked aloud: "Why, Chekaf, have you chosen how to resurrect yourself? Will you be resurrected at the headquarters, or will you wait to be resurrected at Pompey? Anyway, on the side of the 'Dead Sea', you don't have to think about it for the time being. ”

"No, sir, neither. Chekaf shook his head, "I choose the fourth way of resurrection, in addition to the resurrection at HQ, Pompey, and the help of the Dead Sea Lords. ”

"Fourth?" Grey Mist wondered slightly, "What?"

"Resurrection directly in Heaven and then to the real world. "Chekav is right.

"This ......" Grey Mist was stunned for a moment, then frowned deeply, and said after a while, "This is indeed a good way to meet all your needs. However, it is not easy to implement, otherwise many members of the organization would have used this method a long time ago, otherwise I would not have failed to propose it just now.

The first thing that will be needed for the resurrection and coming of heaven is a specific time. Only at certain times can Heaven open the door of Advent and let you descend. If the timing is not right, no matter how hard you try, it will be in vain. And when exactly when it will come, this is the top secret of the kingdom of heaven, even I don't know, the angels are afraid of the same. Only the silver sacrifice and the true god himself are in the hands.

The second is the review of the resurrection. Your resurrection in heaven is not the same as being resurrected in the real world. Resurrected there, even if it is a citizen of heaven, the body will be the body of the elect - extremely powerful, but it will be difficult to pass the corresponding review, after all, it is a large investment of resources. And you don't have too many gods, even if you had before, in the process of repairing your soul, you will also consume it, unless you are really valued by the true gods, otherwise it is impossible to achieve.

And ......"

Gray Mist said for a long time, took a deep breath and looked at Chekaf and said, "In short, this choice is difficult to succeed, do you really want to give it a try?"

"I want to try. Chekaf said firmly, "Whether it's the advent time, the resurrection review, or anything else, leave it to fate and the true god to decide, the only thing I need now is your support from Lord Grey Mist." I can only apply in Heaven if the adults give me the right to resurrect - after all, my status is still too low. ”

"Okay. Grey Mist raised his hand and aimed it at Chekaft's image in the crystal ball.

"Brush!"

A colorful light flew out from the colorful ring carried by the gray mist, and flew towards the image.

The next moment, the image brightened.

......

The town of Pompeii.

Richard saw that the small point of light in the sky was getting closer and closer to the ground, and under the effect of gravitational acceleration, the falling speed was also getting faster and faster, and the volume slowly increased, and he could faintly see that it was a teardrop-shaped creation.

The front end of the creation rubbed violently against the air, and the fine powder was peeled off, then oxidized and burned, dragging a long flame tail at the tail, like a meteor.

At this moment, the speed of creation has obviously exceeded the speed of sound by several times, in other words, the speed of falling is faster than the sound propagation, so there is no roar at all, and it is completely silent.

Approaching, approaching.

The speed of the strange creation was extremely fast, and before Richard could take a few steps, the creation had already reached a distance of only a few kilometers from the ground. Many wizards on the streets noticed this, some pointing and talking to their companions, and some with a change of face and running quickly into the office.

"Buzz!"

The teardrop-shaped creation thousands of meters above the ground shook suddenly, and the surface flashed red, orange, and yellow, and a large number of stone-like debris and fragments on the surface peeled off and burned under the action of impact, and then the speed of the entire creation dropped sharply, as if falling into a viscous liquid, and like opening an invisible parachute.

"Boom!"

After the deceleration, the teardrop-shaped creation is still very fast, just below the speed of sound. This also caused the thunderous sound to spread rapidly, resounding throughout the town of Pompeii.

In an instant, the entire town of Pompeii was on the verge of a great enemy, and many wizards appeared, vigilantly looking at the sudden appearance of the teardrop-shaped creation.

Rommel on the second floor of the transaction point also heard it, and before the wizard who entered the transaction point had time to report to him, he had already turned into a golden light and fell into the square, looking up at the teardrop-shaped creation. Raising his hand, he stopped the aggressive actions of many wizards, indicating that the teardrop-shaped creation was not harmful, but the expression on his face was not very good-looking, and it was very dignified.

In a few moments, the teardrop-shaped creation reached the air only a few hundred meters above the ground, and everyone could see the shape clearly.

It looks like the whole creation is about three meters long and more than one meter wide, and due to the high-speed fall, many of the front parts of the "water droplets" are burned in the air, and at this time it looks like a "silkworm chrysalis", or like an "egg".

"Buzz!"

The creation shook again, this time the surface flashed with blue, blue, and purple light, and the speed plummeted again, dropping by more than one-half.

But even so, the creation slammed into the square of Pompeii town at a speed of nearly 100 meters per second, like a runaway locomotive.

"Bang!"

Even at the moment of collision, the creature had an obvious rebound action, and it still crashed into a pit as deep as one meter, and the powerful impact spread, and the dense debris flew away, and the wizards who surrounded it hurriedly cast their shields to resist.

Richard also cast his shield to resist, and as he resisted, he looked around with his eyes, looking for an opportunity to get out of here - at this time, more and more wizards were listening to the movement and surrounding the place, and the square was almost impassable, and it was quite difficult for him to disguise himself as normal and leave in retrograde.

However, if you want to squeeze through the crowd and force you out, it is easy to be suspicious.

What to do?

Richard thought quickly, didn't want to join in the fun, investigated what the fallen creation was, and just wanted not to make a mistake at the last minute.

However, the creation did not give him this opportunity at all, and there was movement almost the next moment.

"Click!"

The top of the creation cracked like an eggshell, and from it came large puffs of black smoke and the stench of burning proteins.

"Ahem, ahem!"

A cough sounded, and a man with almost all his body charred crawled out of the "eggshell" and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Everyone looked at each other with different expressions, and after waiting for a few seconds, the person who looked like he was dying slowly stood up, grabbed his scorched skin with both hands and pulled it violently, tearing it off from head to toe, as if taking off a layer of clothing, and threw it on the ground, revealing the blurred flesh and blood under the skin.

The blurry flesh squirmed and grew rapidly, but in just a few breaths, new skin and hair grew and returned to normal.

The other party raised his head, looked at everyone, revealed an ordinary human face, looked around, and quickly locked his gaze on one person - Rommel.

The man bowed his head slightly, saluted, and said, "Hello Director Rommel, I'm sorry to disturb you in this way, but it is true that the situation is a bit urgent, and my luck seems to be as good as being watched by the true god throughout the whole process, so I was able to come to Pompeii directly from heaven." Uh, I almost forgot, introduce myself, I'm the Ombudsman who once died in front of you - Chekaf. ”

Rommel raised his eyebrows, his eyes widened slightly, and after a second, he returned to normal and nodded calmly: "Inspector Chekaf, I'm glad that you have come back from the resurrection and descended on Pompey." I'm sorry for your sacrifice, but I've explained the details to headquarters. I'm a little curious, what are you going to do when you come to Pompey in such a hurry, do you want to overturn my report and find out another cause of your death?"

"Ha, don't dare, the reason why I came to Pompey in such a hurry is just to confirm one thing. Chekaf said.

"What?" Rommel asked.

"Wait a minute, Director Rommel. Chekaf smiled apologetically, "Allow me to find out where the target I am looking for is now." ”

As the words fell, Chekaf raised one of his arms, his palms split, and a white light shot straight into the sky.

The white light flew all the way to a height of 100 meters, and with a "pop" sound, it was divided into eight, like eight white light arrows, flying in eight directions: east, south, west, north, northeast, northwest, southeast, and southwest.

The speed of the white light arrow was extremely fast, and in just a moment, it disappeared into the sky.

But in the next moment, a whistling sound sounded, and eight arrows flew back at the same time.

"Huh?"

Chekaf's eyes widened, a little surprised, obviously he didn't expect this situation, and then he saw eight arrows of white light, flying straight towards an inconspicuous figure at the edge of the square, crashing into the energy shield held up by the other party, and scattering.

Chekaf blinked, looked at the figure, looked at Richard, who frowned slightly, and was visibly stunned, then smiled.

"Wizard Richard? Hmm, it's nice to see you again!"