Chapter 63: Omech Waltel
Next to the Avenue of Death, a large hall made of stone, with a rough exterior and luxurious interior.
A high priest without eyebrows sat in a chair with his feet crossed on a wide tabletop and his eyes looking at a strange triangular crystal.
A moving image is refracted from the crystal.
Suddenly, she stood up and shouted angrily, "This guy really accidentally made people watch!"
Hearing the shout, he ran in, a skinny lewd man with his neck completely retracted into his body.
The high priest never called him by his name, but called him a lewd man.
The lewd man said, "I'll lead the obsidian spearmen to get rid of them!"
"Those men are definitely not Aztecs," the priestess continued to growl, "and it looks like I'm going to do it myself!"
Four black horses galloped down the road with the caravan.
The priestess's name was Omech Waltel, and she was sitting in a luxurious carriage with a lewd man at the wheel of the black carriage. She wanted to meet up with the carriage as soon as possible, the one that had come down from the cart.
"I'll take a shortcut to block it!" Fan Li finished speaking, chasing down a small path.
I'm not sure that this path will be able to bypass the main road, and by feeling, most roads in one direction will lead to the same end.
After chasing for a long time before approaching the carriage in front, he spread his legs and chased at night, because the sound of horses' hooves would expose him.
A gust of wind caught up with him, and he jumped into the carriage, and the coachman knew nothing.
Something in the trunk caught his attention, a light-colored crystal mirror, and he vaguely saw three people trapped in it, like three lost lambs who ignore each other's existence, or don't see each other at all!
This is what Ektrawa calls distorted space?
Treading the night and gently patting the light-colored crystal mirror, the three people in the illusion shook very much, like drunk, but these people just couldn't find him.
Only the slapping can be stopped.
He couldn't make a sound, because he couldn't alarm the coachman, and he didn't want to kill innocents indiscriminately.
You can knock this person out!
Just then Ektrawa caught up and jumped to the roof of the car with a "bang", which alarmed the driver.
The coachman was tall and strong, with a fierce appearance, wearing the armor of a black rhinoceros, and seemed to be of astonishing force.
In a few rounds, the coachman knocked down the god of war in the eyes of this clan's beetle, and he was shocked to see it at night, this guy was more powerful than the big disciple of Wuya, but fortunately he was not found just now.
The driver looked alarmedly into the car and the roof of the car, there was nothing unusual, and then stared ahead with a stiff expression, without saying a word, waiting for the man he had beaten to speak first.
This guy is amazingly powerful, and he doesn't seem to have a very bright brain.
Feeling a few bruises on his body, Ektrawa sighed, "Passerby, I want to take your carriage!"
"No!" said the coachman with a sigh of grief, and left Ektrova on his way.
Tnight quietly picked under the carriage, hoping that Fan Li could intercept the carriage, but he didn't wait for Fan Li to wait for another carriage.
When the two carriages met, the high priest Omech Waltel walked down with his head held high, stopped beside the coachman, looked around, and asked the coachman, "Didn't you find any suspicious?"
"I threw a kid out of the car!"
"Stupid, it's three!" the priestess scolded.
Suddenly, she let out a sneer and said to herself, "I will definitely catch up, you might as well cast a small spell to let them fall into the net." ”
The little spell I said was actually one of the most amazing spells I had ever seen at night: I saw blue powder flying everywhere and scattering it on the cart, and the carriage became a house......
When it was all done, Omech Waltel was forty years old, like an old woman.
"You don't need to do this, honorable master, I can summon the obsidian spearmen," said the skinny lewd man.
"Fresh blood will rejuvenate me, and the most important thing now is the Holy Child!"
The priestess said viciously, and walked into the house.
Restless at night behind the house, set a trap here, and Ektrova would surely have fallen for it, and the priestess was not so easy to fool. She is one of the few powerful people she has ever seen in the night,
Fan Li couldn't deal with her, and even Leng Cripple and Beixiang couldn't help this priestess.
Only Sercy of the Valley of Dead Silence is on par with her.
It was impossible to save Ektrova from the hands of this priestess, so she could only consult with Fan Li about a plan.
It's late!
Ektrova rode over on a galloping horse, saw a house here, turned over and dismounted, opened the door, and looked curiously at everything in the room.
It's a restaurant with the aroma of food and the smell of alcohol.
Ektrova touched the blanket on his shoulder, and suddenly came to his senses, and shouted inside, "Is there anyone?"
"This restaurant is closed!"
Behind the counter stood a thin, lewd man.
"There's a ghost of Iron!"
Ektrova took out thirty pieces of Spectral Iron from his blanket, enough for him to eat.
"There's no one in the world who doesn't like Ghost Iron, but the only thing in the store is horse meat and Baru. The lewd man said.
"How is it horse meat? horse meat is horse meat, and give me another skin bag, hurry, I'm still in a hurry!"
After only a few sips of Baru, Ekquwa felt that the world was spinning, and he saw that the lewd man's face was deformed, and he felt that he had fallen into someone's trick, but his legs were limp and he couldn't stand up.
The coachman came and tied up the ektrava with three strikes and five divisions.
"Wait for the remaining two boys to come to the net," Omech Walter said, "and then we'll leave." ”
After waiting for a while, no one was seen.
"What's going on?"
Omech Walter was a little depressed, took out a triangular object, looked at it carefully, and suddenly she shouted: "This man is going to the Death Avenue, go, let's chase!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the restaurant disappeared, and only a black carriage was seen, and it turned out that there was another carriage missing.
The missing carriage had only one of the horses left, and the other was a skeleton, needless to say, the meat of the horse just eaten.