He was a capable one, but he was not recognized by the Nian Guru organization, nor was he supported by the resources of Jerusalem.

He was once only one step away from Jerusalem, but he was turned away by that gate. That attractive door became an eternal nightmare in his heart.

Only those who miss it will understand better how precious what is lost.

Since then, he has not had the strong resources of the Nian Shi organization, and his progress in Nian ability can almost only rely on himself to grope and seize others, so he has paid more than others. This is the regret of his life, which is why he has a little hatred for all his teachers.

He was jealous of what they had, and he could not ask for it.

"Because it is a spiritual world, only the spirit can enter, and the body must enter the state of sleep. ”

"So it is so, they are asleep now because the spirit has entered Jerusalem!"

"Hmph," the night owl sneered, "the people who enter Jerusalem are like souls separated from their bodies, their bodies are very fragile, and they have almost no defenses, just like ordinary people. So the general teacher doesn't just find a place to enter Jerusalem, they build safe houses all over the place—a kind of fortified facility, and they only enter Jerusalem when they are in a safe house, and they have to be guarded by someone they can trust. ”

"Then they ......"

"It must have been a desperate fit to enter Jerusalem in such a humble place. Now they are simply meat on the board, to be slaughtered. ”

"I'll go in and get her!" the vice-captain volunteered again.

"Reckless! We don't know how she killed Maxim yet, but it's likely that she has some special telekinesis and a considerable advantage at close range. And the kid next to him, who doesn't know what he is capable of. ”

The vice-captain was awe-inspiring: "The captain is wise! ”

Looking at the rushing waterfall, anger ignited in the night owl's eyes, and the burning wound on his face ached violently. Immediately, there was murderous intent in her heart: I want her to taste the scorched taste too.

"Molotov cocktail ready!"

Jerusalem, in front of the bank.

Qin, who had already gotten off the Sky Rail train and had run all the way here, suddenly stumbled and almost fell.

Even if the spirit is out of the body, it can still sense some changes in its own body. She had already felt that she had been poisoned! the toxin had paralyzed the nerves of her brain, and even now that her spirit had returned to her body, she would not be able to wake up immediately.

This phenomenon illustrates a problem: I have been attacked!

Jean was sweating profusely by this time, and she could barely maintain her spirit in Jerusalem.

There are two reasons for this situation, one is that the state of her own body affects the stability of the spirit in Jerusalem, and the other is because in Jerusalem, mental power is consumed all the time, and Qin is not a capable person, and her mental power is very limited, so she has to race against time. Once the spirit breaks down, he will immediately withdraw from Jerusalem, and all his achievements will be lost.

The reason why she has traveled so hard all the way from the time she came to Jerusalem is because of this.

It was now the limit of her mental power. The altitude sickness-like sensation was painful for her.

But remembering what Snow Mark had said in front of the gate, and Agas's voice and smile, she immediately gritted her teeth again, and fought hard to climb the steps in front of the bank, almost opening the door of the bank by bumping.

"Picasso! I'm going to take that thing out!" Jean shouted as she entered the door.

Her voice echoed through the bank, and there was a palpable echo.

It's not that she's full of energy, or that there's something special about her voice. It's because the space in the bank is too wide. It is said that it is a bank, it is more like a huge missile silos, the whole bank has thirty floors, fifteen floors above ground, fifteen floors underground, each floor is higher than a normal building, and there is a huge patio in the center that runs through the entire building. The patio is hexagonal in shape and has a diagonal diameter of about thirty meters. Up and down, very grandiose.

People who enter this place for the first time often feel a sense of fear, because the huge patio in front of them is like a ravine, and although there are railings, there is still a chilling feeling when walking around it.

The six walls around the patio are lined with square storage boxes and zigzag escalators for easy access. But very few people actually go up to pick up things in person, because the management and operation of the bank are automated. At this moment, in the courtyard, countless storage boxes were slowly floating in the air, moving up and down, constantly moving out of one dark compartment and into another.

There are also many saucer-shaped flying objects floating in the patio that can carry people.

There are no ropes, no silk threads, and no one to control, and countless storage boxes and saucer-shaped flying objects are running in an orderly and orderly manner, and it is not known what energy or force supports this automation, and the whole bank is like a precision machine.

At this time, a thin old man with a bald head and white beard was looking at the piano at the door in surprise on the second floor. That's the person she's looking for: Picasso.

Picasso was startled when he saw the piano and immediately flew down from the second floor. I couldn't see how he moved, Jean only felt that Picasso had come to her and helped her up.

"Miss Qin, why did you come here, it's very dangerous for you!"

"It's too late to explain, give me that thing!"

As soon as Picasso saw Jean like this, he immediately understood the urgency of the situation, and without asking any further questions, he immediately grabbed Jean's hand and flew towards a saucer-shaped flying machine in the patio.

The saucer-shaped aircraft led them straight down the fifteenth floor to the bottom of the patio. The area of the fifteenth basement floor is many times larger than the first floor, and the patio that looks very grand on the first floor is nothing compared to the area of the fifteenth basement floor.

Walking through the complex corridors, Picasso pulled the piano and quickly came to a metal door in a flying manner.

Along the way, Picasso has opened countless doors quickly, which shows the importance of this place.

"Press your hands on it!" Picasso instructed.

Jean immediately did so, only to hear the clatter of gears in the door. A glimmer of light shone through the cracks in the metal iron door, and the mysterious runes on the surface of the iron door lit up, flowing like water. These runes prove that this gate is the first and only time it has been opened. From then on, the telekinesis on this iron gate was completely gone, and it could no longer be moved.

After a while, the iron door slowly opened.

I don't know if I don't open it, the thickness of this iron gate is half a meter. There are also several compartments between the metal that shield the telekinesis. It takes a lot of energy and time to break through this gate, whether by brute force or by mental ability.

Behind the iron gate is a deep passage.

The passages are brightly lit and all are old candle lamps.

On both sides of the passage, there stood two rows of burly knights, who if they didn't pay attention, they thought they were armor ornaments, but when Jean approached, they suddenly stood up and saluted one by one.

The sound of armor crashing neatly sounded.

These are the sleepless treasure guards, who should have died, but were given new life by powerful abilities, at the cost of guarding the treasure. They have been guarding the treasures left by their ancestors here for countless years.

Just as Jean stepped into the passageway, she fell, feeling that her mental power was about to run out, and her spiritual entity in Jerusalem was about to collapse because she could no longer pay for the consumption.

"Damn, it's just a little bit. Jean looked at the lit room at the end of the passage and said unwillingly. The light at the end of the deep passage was like a hope that was close at hand but out of reach.

In Jerusalem, mental power is consumed all the time, and for ordinary people, in this area where Qin is located, this mental power consumption is not worth mentioning, but Qin is an ordinary person and does not have much mental power, so it is already commendable that she can persist here.