The road on the other side was so long that if it weren't for the shimmer of light on the countless artificially excavated rock crevices on either side, the members of the team would almost have thought they were heading for hell.

"All right," said Ada, pausing in his tracks, "I'll take it here, and further out of this straight passage is the sea, where ships are waiting for you." He looked at the crowd and said in a sacred gesture: "Friends, you are free. ”

Wadubo and the others nodded at him and said, "We will be grateful for everything you have done to us. ”

Ada smiled lightly and said, "Good luck to you." ”

Wadubo and the others did not stop, and ran towards the exit of the passage, and the sound of light footsteps quickly disappeared into the depths, but they did not pay attention, and it seemed that Ada did not remind them, Luo Lan stood motionless in place, and did not have the slightest intention of escaping.

"Your companions have all run away, why don't you run?" Ada turned to look at Luo Lan, a little surprised.

Luo Lan made a muffled voice from his mask and said, "I guess that shouldn't be the real exit, right?"

Ada's surprised expression first stayed on his face, illuminated by the faint light, and then he could clearly see that his lips slowly turned into a conspiratorial smile: "Sure enough, it is the son of the prophecy master Omandez, Mr. Josephine, I have come here for you." ”

He obviously misunderstood Luo Lan as a masked man, but Luo Lan was very willing to take this mistake, and he said quietly: "Oh, then I can't help but want to ask Your Excellency, who are you?"

"You may have heard of me. Ada's whole person slowly straightened, and as his head was raised a little bit, his temperament changed rapidly, as if he had suddenly changed from a person who was wandering on the edge just now to a big man who was high up and held the power of life and death. In the dimly lit area, his sharp gaze and aggressive momentum could still be deeply felt, and he paused one by one, saying, "Vice President of the Freedom and Mutual Aid Association, Da Roman." ”

The smooth air in the passage seemed to freeze for a brief moment, as if the flying bird was suddenly caught, and then suddenly panicked and escaped under the relaxed momentum of this person, causing the clothes of the two people to flutter a little.

Luo Lan's left foot moved back slightly and vigilantly half a step, the masked man used to be a member of the Freedom Mutual Aid Association, but that was only once, before Luo Lan disguised himself as his identity, he had betrayed countless comrades as a traitor to this organization, although this matter was very secret, but maybe the news had been leaked.

The person standing in front of him did not bring him the feeling he had ever faced before, but he couldn't feel any fluctuations, momentum, or even mental pressure.

Because of this, he was able to hide his aura so perfectly that Luo Lan couldn't detect anything, which made him even more terrifying and dangerous.

"You don't have to be nervous, Mr. Hosephine. The Daroman vice president waved his hand lightly and gestured, "I know what you're doing, but trust me, I'm not hostile." ”

Luo Lan sneered and said, "Oh? Then I really want a good reason." ”

"Why?" said Daroman, with a deep smile, "Please come with me, I'll show you something first, and now the lackeys of the Modo Sect should not have the energy to stop our progress." ”

He turned around and turned back the way he came, Luo Lan secretly sneered and followed.

They only walked a few steps before there was an intersection of three passages, and Luo Lan remembered that the one on the left was the passage they had come from.

Daroman didn't stop, and as soon as he turned around, he chose the one on the right.

Luo Lan nodded secretly, there is indeed another mystery here.

"Do you know?" Daroman's voice suddenly became high, as if a play was about to start, and a curtain announcer was walking onto the stage in a high-pitched mood: "I have been waiting for this day for ten years, a whole ten years. When it came to the last few words, he seemed embarrassed.

Luo Lan didn't talk, he was waiting for the next step, but he noticed that the other party said "me", not the Free Aid Society, and this discovery made his heart move.

"What happened today, it was not accidental. As if caught up in a self-choreographed speech, Daroman said: "This arena has been built for more than 30 years and has prospered for more than 10 years, but who knows that there is a big secret hidden behind it. ”

"Secret?" Luo Lan said in a timely manner.

"Yes," Daroman said in a lower voice, slowing his footsteps, "have you heard of the Stone of Contract?"

The Stone of Contract?

Luo Lan's heart suddenly beat wildly, but he slowly shook his head, indicating that he didn't know anything.

"Master Omandez didn't even talk to you?" Daroman was a little surprised, then he stared at Luo Lan and muttered, "Maybe he has his intentions. ”

He continued to return to his normal pace, his voice regained his steady, and said, "This is a mysterious stone, oh, it may not be accurate to use the word one, it is a part of a whole, but now it is scattered to all corners of the world, although each piece has a different name, but each piece contains a mysterious power. ”

Luo Lan struggled to suppress the question in his heart that could hardly help but blurt out, and released what he wanted to ask little by little: "Overall?"

"Forget the whole!" Daroman waved his hand and sighed, "Since the age of heroes, countless people have fought to the death for it, trying to piece it together, but no one has ever succeeded, so what is it when they come together...... Nobody knows!"

Luo Lan was silent for a while, and then said, "What is the matter with this stone and the secret of the arena?

"Of course there is!" Daroman snorted and said, "Hundreds of years ago, or earlier, the Modoists obtained this contract stone, and they quickly discovered that through a ritual they could use it to stimulate the growth rate of the internal power of the swamp people's body, but only a few were able to succeed, but ......" he smiled coldly." They tasted the consequences very quickly, because they found that this easily acquired ability was not something they could control, and it would greatly overdraw a person's life force, that is, the Modo disciples were using their life force to create masters in a short period of time. ”

Luo Lan pondered: "This may not be because the Stone of Contract is not a whole. ”

Daroman stopped, looked back at him meaningfully, and said, "There is a price to get anything, and every time your teacher uses up the prophecy technique, he says that he has taken another step towards death, and I guess your prophecy family is also well aware of this. ”

After listening to his words, Luo Lan suddenly had a faint thought in his heart that the masked man's life ended so quickly and his accurate prophecy ability was likely to be related to the Contract Stone!

Daroman turned and walked forward, "But the Modoists soon discovered another secret, as long as they sacrificed several powerful beings to the Contract Stone, they were able to create a master without paying a price, and soon after, the plan to build the Athletic City began," he smiled deeply and said, " One of the rewards of the Athletic City is to use a so-called ritual unique to the Modo Sect to unlock the hidden power in the body, and these people are willing, I say so, you should understand their purpose, right?"

Luo Lan took a long breath and sighed, "I think I understand. ”

If this were the case with the Modo's intentions, the true masters would not be at their mercy, and slaves like Vadubo and some low-level free bands would be their targets.

Using the lives of those who won the contest to create masters of the Mordist religion is a deal buried in the shadows, just like the environment here.

"So, we can't sit idly by and watch that happen. Let the Modo Sect sit up," Daroman snorted, "For ten years, we have deliberately created the profession of Guides so that they have filled the entire corner of Kakamila, many of whom are members of our Mutual Aid Society, and we have sent countless eyes and ears to the slave team, and finally, thanks to your teacher who has investigated everything here at the cost of his life, and we have made several plans, we are in this moment. The rioting slaves outside are just a cover-up, and the rescued teams go not at the exit, but ......" he smiled darkly, "to the location of the Modo religious deacon who guarded the Stone of Contract." ”

Luo Lan paused suddenly, and then returned to normal.

Daroman smiled deeply and said, "Of course they can't defeat the guards, but with the addition of our Mutual Aid members, we can hold it out for a while, and at this time, we will ......"

Luo Lan found that they were facing a boulder relief, the swamp tribe's multi-god totem carved on the edge of the stone wall, and the stone surface was beautifully carved with strange god muscles and clear textures, each of which was divided into torches held at both ends.

Daroman stepped forward and pulled a torch on his left side and said, "This route is for their high priests to walk, we can easily reach it now, and see the true face of the Contract Stone, and no one will stop us." He looked at the secret door that slowly opened in the rumbling sound, and sighed: "All the manpower and material resources gathered in the past ten years have been released today, let's take a look at the long-awaited results." ”

Although he could only see Da Luoman's back, Luo Lan believed that the other party's eyes must be blooming like a flower at this moment. He asked coldly, "I feel very confused, why did the vice president tell me this?"

"The reason is very simple," Daroman looked at him and said in a deep voice, "After your teacher dies, none of us will have a prophet who can see the future direction of the Mutual Aid Society, as long as you do things for me well, I don't care about your past," he clenched his hand into a fist and said, "I only need the future!"

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