But was Abaddon really like their people thought, spending all day on the edge of the Mist Pool?

Of course not!

He sucked in the steam that poured out of the pool, and instead of doing him any harm, the scorching white mist made his body stronger, and he tried to merge his soul with the power of his family roots during the years of meditation, although this process was unknown to his clan, and he didn't know if he would succeed or not.

Abaddon had never told anyone about this, so it was natural for Mirek and the people of the Mist family to assume that he was "turning a blind eye" to his responsibilities, and then there was the story of Mirek forging the Shadow of Chaos and then seeking help. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's just that at this time, Wen Wen, who was brought in to help, didn't know that the person he was going to help was Abaddon.

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There seemed to be a wider space at the end of the passage, but that didn't matter to the gentle mind, for he had had enough of it in the low passages.

Mirek repeatedly asked Gentle to persuade the disobedient tribesman as a "foreigner", believing that if Gentle told the truth, it would be the worst possible counterproduct, and that he had brought in a man who could easily subdue the Shadow of Chaos only because only such a person could withstand the scorching effects of the mist in the Mist Pool.

Thanks to this product, what prophecy can be blown without changing color and heartbeat......

In response to the mild suspicions, Mirek also gave a reply, the young priest said that there was indeed a prophecy of his ancestors many years ago, but the living environment of the Demon Haze was very harsh, above which was the endless Durud steppe, and they had to have friction with some barbarian races who had strayed into the primordial stones from time to time, so that the prophecy was lost in the long years.

It's a child's play.

But even if there is no prophecy, Gentle intends to help Mirek with this, after all, it is just a matter of words, he does not ask himself to succeed, there is an additional reward for success, even if it really doesn't make sense, he has already obtained a replica Shadow Talisman, so this deal is a good deal on his side anyway.

Walking to the end of the passage, a huge karst cave appeared in front of Wen Wen, and he saw the white crack in the center at a glance, and the arrogant figure sitting quietly on the edge of the crack.

"A genius who is not recognized by his clan?" Wen Wen stared at the figure not far away and touched his hand, "If you are written as the protagonist of a fantasy novel, this setting alone can attract a lot of readers, right?" ”

Although the mist had little effect on Gentle, he could also clearly feel the discomfort in his body, and after Gentle stopped and thought for a while, he jumped directly off the high platform he was on and ran towards the crack in the center, in order to save time, he didn't even hide his actions.

Although Father Mirek repeatedly told himself to come into contact with him as a "foreigner who strayed here", Gentle felt that whether he was here to persuade him or to do something else, the most important thing should be a sense of trust in each other.

I don't want money, I don't kill people, and I don't have any malicious intentions, so why should I maintain a sense of deception when I first come into contact?

In all fairness, if he were to swap things with the person in front of him, he wouldn't want the whole thing to be a hoax in the first place, and deception would be intolerable in the eyes of mild terms.

So, Wen Wen didn't hide his actions, and he didn't care if he looked like a lost traveler, but swaggered towards the figure on the edge of the Demon Haze Holy Pool.

His gentle footsteps also managed to attract the attention of the figure by the holy pool, his body trembled slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Stop advancing, reckless foreigner...... This is not the place you should set foot in. ”

"I thought you were a withdrawn person, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to talk to me." Wen Wen smiled and shook his head, "First of all, I'm not a 'reckless foreigner', I'm here for a purpose." ”

"This is the holy pool of our Demon Haze clan, there is nothing you are looking for, there is no gold or silver jewelry here, there is no immortality here, and if you continue to move forward, you may even lose your life due to the burning effect of the steam." The figure by the Holy Pool shook his head slowly, not giving up his gentle dissuasion, "The Demon Haze Holy Pool is not an object, you can move it if you say it...... So no matter what your purpose is, you shouldn't be able to achieve it. ”

"No, no, no, you're mistaken." Wen Wen didn't expect the guy in front of him to say so much to himself, and a shallow smile slowly crept up the corners of his mouth, "The purpose of my coming here is not this crack." ”

"Your purpose is not the Demonic Haze Pool? This was quite unexpected. The figure by the Holy Pool continued to whisper, "It's just the Holy Pool and me here...... And your purpose is not the Demon Haze Sacred Pool, so you mean that your purpose is me? ”

"That's right, you guessed it." Although the other party turned his back to him, Wen Wen nodded involuntarily, "I am a rescuer invited by Mirek, and according to his intentions, I am here to persuade you to go back and perform your duties." ”

"Hmph."

The voice by the sacred pool snorted softly twice as if mockingly, and then there was no movement, and just as Wen Wen was wondering if his "candid offensive" had failed, the other party continued to speak: "Mirek...... There's no way he's going to let you come to me with such a swagger, and if he had asked you to come, he'd have asked you to disguise yourself as a traveler who had strayed here to ......"

Gu Long said really well, the person who knows you best will always be your enemy.

Although the guy in front of him cannot be called Mirek's enemy, Mirek has already told Wen Wen that the delicate relationship between the two is both friend and foe, so in Wen Wen's opinion, Mirek's concern for this guy is genuine, and perhaps it is because of sympathy that this young priest is unwilling to see him so willing to degenerate.

"Yes, that's exactly what he said." Wen Wen looked at the figure on the edge of the holy pool with some headaches, after all, smart guys are the most difficult to deal with, "But I think that if you don't even have the most basic trust, then there is nothing to talk about...... What do you think? ”