Chapter 288: Success
After Jonathan left, O'Connor opened his eyes, and a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
In fact, he had a vague impression of the "Spear of Judgment", but he didn't want to waste his time on this kind of thing for the time being.
As for Jonathan, who walked out of the tavern portal, he didn't see anyone else.
He patted his chest lightly, exhaled, and suddenly looked at the falling bullet casings on the ground.
"I should try my abilities first." A look of excitement flashed across Jonathan's face.
He could clearly feel the connection with the bullet, and he was pleasantly surprised by the mysterious feeling.
"Get up." He whispered.
Shout!
The bullet casings flew up, arcing through the air, before dangling and levitating in the air.
"It's amazing." Jonathan clenched his fists secretly.
He flew through the air with the bullet casing, going back and forth several times before it was firmly levitated in front of him.
Just as he was having fun, there was a sudden noise outside.
Jonathan quickly stopped the play, grabbed the bullet casings in his hands, and cautiously ducked into the corner.
He looked sideways, and then noticed that it was a group of mummy guards with weapons in hand, seemingly patrolling.
Jonathan's eyes flashed, and after the group of mummies left, he hurriedly walked towards the rear.
Reaching the stairs, Jonathan reached the basement where the treasure was kept.
It was a large hall of size, and down the stairs were two rows of gold-cast guards, behind which were a number of wooden boxes and gold sculptures stacked in a mess.
Many of the wooden crates had corroded away, revealing the golden treasures inside.
Jonathan descended the stairs and appeared in the center of the hall, looking at the treasures with a smile on his face.
He had only glanced at it before, but now he could see it more clearly.
"How much money will you get if you remove all these things?" He thought to himself, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
He looked at the sphinx, or more precisely, a golden scepter next to it.
According to the footage he saw in the tavern, the "Spear of Judgment" resembled the scepter here.
"Is it the 'Spear of Judgment'?" Jonathan's face was fiery.
He walked briskly, grabbing the scepter.
The tentacles of the scepter were cold, and they didn't look much different from ordinary gold products.
Jonathan was about to take it and leave, when he suddenly heard an arrogant voice from behind him: "Stop, put my gold down!" ā
Jonathan frowned, and when he turned his head, he saw a greedy and tyrannical Benny.
Standing ten meters away, Benny clutching a pistol in his hand, looked away from the treasures, and yelled, "Put things down!" Then ......"
A sneer tugged at the corner of Benny's lips as he said, "Come with me to Lord Immorton, he's looking for you everywhere." ā
"Really?" Jonathan smiled, "I'm afraid the gun in your hand won't be obedient." ā
Benny was stunned: "What do you mean?" ā
In an instant, his face changed instantly.
In Benny's right hand, the pistol left his palm in disobedience, spun in a circle in the air, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at himself!
Jonathan took the scepter in his hand and smirked at Benny, "You can try to move it and see if this gun will break your head." ā
Benny looked at the pistol levitating in front of him, cold sweat broke out on his head, and Little Red Riding Hood on top of his head was already soaked.
He was horrified, wondering when this guy had such terrifying abilities.
"Big ...... Big brother, you have something to say......" Benny said in a trembling voice.
Jonathan raised his chin slightly and asked, "What about my sister?" ā
"Your sister ......" Benny's eyes rolled.
"If you tell a lie, I don't mind killing you!" Jonathan learned O'Connor's tone and said coldly.
He picked up a sword from the ground and put it against Benny's neck.
"She was captured by Immorton, who threatened to kill Evelyn if you didn't show up in half a day!" Benny said quickly, "I'm really not lying, I can take you there......"
Jonathan was frowning when he heard a thud on the ground.
He lowered his head, and then he saw the ground crack, and out of it crawled a hideous mummy with stiff movements.
Jonathan was shocked, and only felt his scalp tingle.
The movement on the ground didn't stop there, and mummies emerged from the ground one after another, moving stiffly towards Jonathan.
"Damn it!" Jonathan reluctantly glanced at the pile of treasures on the ground, took control of the pistol floating in the air, reached his hand, and shot at the nearest mummy, shattering it.
But it didn't work, there were too many mummies after all.
Taking advantage of the confrontation between Jonathan and the mummy, Benny quietly bent over and quickly fled this place of right and wrong, and did not forget to pick up a golden cup from the ground and put it in his arms before leaving.
Jonathan tucked the golden scepter under his arm, fought and retreated, and soon reached the catacomb.
Seeing him disappear from the wall, all the mummies were stunned.
Because the body is severely decayed, the soul and body fit is very low, so they do not have a high IQ.
The mummies stiffened their heads, trying to look somewhere else.
And Jonathan had already entered the tavern.
He leaned his back against the wall, gasping for air.
The Magneto Ability Potion gives him the ability to manipulate metal, but it does not cause him to metamorphose.
On several occasions during his previous escapes, he was almost knocked down by the mummy, and the whole process was thrilling.
After a short break, Jonathan looked at O'Connor and saw that the guy was still soaking up the effects of the pill with his eyes closed, and walked to the bar.
Qiao Mu had already seen the golden scepter that Jonathan was holding in his hand.
He could faintly perceive that the golden scepter was hiding a power, which was of the same origin as the Black Book of the Dead.
"Looks like I'm underestimating this." Qiao Mu's slightly frowning brow slowly relaxed.
Jonathan handed the golden scepter to Qiao Mu and said, "Mr. Qiao, look at ......"
Qiao Mu waved his hand, and a ray of light fell, and Lolita quickly showed the identification results: "Special item found: Spear of Judgment, Evaluation: Holy 5 stars, value: 1 million space-time coins." ā
It is also a saint-level 5-star item, and the price of the Spear of Judgment is lower than that of the Black Book of the Undead, so Qiao Mu is not surprised.
The Black Book of the Dead can summon the souls of the dead to resurrect the dead, making it an existence with extremely high commercial value among the 5-star items of the holy level, and the spear of judgment is obviously impossible to compare to it.
And after knowing all the information about the Spear of Judgment, Qiao Mu was secretly happy in his heart.
"With this thing, in the future, there will be one more hole card to deal with demons and monsters." Qiao Mu secretly wondered, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.