"Valhalla?"

Hearing this word, the silver-haired old man in the card was stunned.

"That place, well, there are a lot of treasures, and the people in it are not so interesting, always fighting and killing...... It's no wonder that Odin is the god of war, and the more he fights, the happier he becomes. ”

"I miss the fat pig there, I can't eat all the meat on it, but unfortunately, we haven't been in it for a long time since Odin closed it."

"So, where is it?"

Charles asked, walking down the iron ladder of the warehouse.

"Where? Well, I want to think about it......"

Saying this, the god of the winter solstice slowly rubbed his chin, but there was no response for a long time.

Charles smiled at this, and after casually saying that you think slowly, he inserted the thing into his wallet again, ignoring the other party's angry yelling.

……

Outside the warehouse where the lamp god's lair is located is a remote street, surrounded by few pedestrians, and it is very deserted.

The trip is almost in the final stages, and although the "capture" of the lamp god, the dream side will also need to wait for the Book of Roots to hatch before attempting.

Charles had planned to take a taxi to a deserted sanatorium near the city to collect grievances, but seeing that the surrounding area was too remote, he wisely sent a message to someone.

After a while, a bright red sedan came speeding up and stopped in front of him.

"So, you agreed?"

The window was lowered, and the slightly older witch poked her head out of the luxury car.

"Why refuse something that can be done at your fingertips." Charles shrugged, then pulled open the door and sat down.

So after a while, the car rushed out of the city.

Fiona's joy at receiving the promise could not be concealed at all, and the trembling appearance when she smoked was very excited. The speed of the car under him also increased.

In this regard, Xia Er poured cold water and said: "However, if what you said is different from the real strength of that thing, then I don't dare to guarantee that I will not help you again." ”

"It's only going to be weaker!"

Fiona replied firmly.

Maybe she's done some very detailed research, just one collaborator.

The charr is on the sidelines.

The "deal" he agreed to was not really interested in the so-called Salem witch, but because, as he said, he was just doing it.

The place of death, which was a headache for the witch, he could indeed get it at his fingertips. And the super witch in her mouth, if it is really a special soul weaker than angels, then for Charles with Deathwing, it is even more of a piece of cake.

So, you can easily earn a bunch of witches, so why not do it.

Regardless of what the hell is going on with the driver next to him, anyway, for Charles, if this transaction goes well, it will be equivalent to giving it away for nothing.

And if it doesn't go well, he has already said in advance just now, and it is not up to him to decide whether to leave or stay at that time.

……

After a brief lull, seeing that the car had driven out of the city and heading south of Louisville, Charles in the co-pilot asked, "Is there a request for the place?" ”

"It's better to have a closed environment."

The witch replied, "There are a lot of such places in that sanatorium. ”

She said, glancing sideways at Charles.

She was a little curious about why she went to the most haunted place in the United States, but she didn't ask more.

Rather, another point was mentioned.

"If you're looking for someone, maybe I can help."

Charles had said she was looking for a clerk when she was in that town, so she said that now.

However, Charles didn't think he would be able to find his target.

"Thanks, it's just that I don't think a witch can do it, even if heaven can't find one."

"Heaven?"

Fiona smiled faintly when she heard this: "Don't blame me for being too talkative, those so-called angels, one is more stupid than the other." ”

Charles was dumbfounded.

This person is not very strong, but he has a lot of energy, and Charles can see this, even when she is begging herself, she still tries to maintain an equal posture, instead of whispering.

Charles admired this, so he was somewhat interested in hearing her say this.

"Metatron, if you can find him, I can do you an extra favor."

"Metatron? God's Scribe? ”

It is obviously impossible that Fiona has not heard of this legendary angel, "He has a connection with the Indians?" ”

"Yes." Charles replied, "But that's all I know, and I don't know much more." ”

"If it were him, I wouldn't have been able to find it alone." The witch groaned, "But if I can summon the witch for a gathering divination, then there is a certain chance. ”

Charles raised an eyebrow when he heard this.

"Gathering for divination? What are the requirements? ”

"There's not much to ask for, it's just that there are a lot of witches needed." Fiona replied, then added, "If you're interested, I can try to get in touch, but the witches have always been rebellious, and I can't guarantee that they'll really listen to me." ”

"If it works," Charles frowned, "they have to come if they don't come." ”

The meaning of this is already obvious.

Fiona took a deliberate look at him, feeling that this person, despite his seemingly innocuous appearance, was in fact clearly quite unreasonable.

It's just that this matter is just a proposal for the time being, so she didn't say much next.

Without saying a word, the red sedan drove quickly and slowly towards the hill where the sanatorium was located, Fiona was immersed in the plan to get out of trouble in the near future, while Charles kept thinking about his goal in this world.

After this period of adaptation, he has basically touched the evil power thoroughly, and he is basically familiar with the two high-end combat forces of angels and demons.

The rest is naturally to improve your own strength, and then find a suitable time to contact the God of this world.

How to improve your strength?

The Hell Demon is currently ineffective against him, and even if he learns it, that special dream is not immediately useful, and when the monster hatches into a projection, it can only be treated as a creep.

The clues about Valhalla in the wallet are actually the same, there is no match for staring at it, and the main mind does not need to be put on it.

Because even if Charles did find Valhalla, he wouldn't necessarily be able to get any real benefit from it.

Being able to convert souls into heroic spirits is probably just a projection of his monsters.

At present, in this world, only angels can make him devote himself wholeheartedly.

So, his first goal at the moment is to find Metatron.

Of course, in addition to this, he actually has another option, which is to find a stepping stone target to advance to the necromancy, but this is not yet time.

Of the many spells that could be learned at the Corpse Throne level, he hadn't learned any of them.