Chapter 42 Transactions

There was a small money bag on the table, and the mouth of the bag, which was not tight, poured out a glittering silver light. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

This is Harris and Ian's busy overnight pay, although they don't really put in much "labor", but at least they have found a stealing "big bad wolf", so that old Bren knows the truth he should know.

The scene was simply ridiculous, the tall and timid farmer went back to the house and picked up his steel fork and chased the young man who had just escaped death all over the ground, and if it were not for the fact that there was a "little wild cat" behind him, I am afraid that the red-haired boy would have been inserted into a few holes.

Harris managed to stop the farmer who loved his daughter and got the reward they deserved. Then he asked for the "right to dispose of" the red-haired boy, and then asked why the poor boy was chased and killed by wolves.

"He inadvertently broke into 'Hell' and met Carlos ......"

The next day, Harris revealed information from Asho's office. The matter involved the "Winter Wolf Disaster", and he thought that the two ladies still needed to know about it. In fact, after interrogating the teenager, Ian had followed his description and the direction in which the wolves had fled, searching for the pit that Ashu had mentioned, but there was no trace of the cave at all. Carlos knew that the crater was exposed, and he had already covered the entrance, cutting off the passage connecting the two realms.

"If I'm right. After hearing this, Olivia rubbed her chin and judged: "Carlos has created a 'hell' connected to the mortal world with mental imagery, and this 'hell' and the mortal world are two sides of the same coin, and how far he travels in the hell is equivalent to how much distance he travels in the mortal world." He watched us with the eyes of a pack of wolves, following us through 'hell', waiting for us to show our flaws, and then deliver a fatal blow. ”

"Shouldn't we be on his guard, then?" Martina frowned. Although Harris knew that the other party's injuries were not healed, she was not at ease with such a dangerous enemy hiding behind her. The lurking wolves are the most dangerous, they are calm and very patient, and no one can say whether this wolf will give them a surprise attack when they let up.

"What a sinister and despicable fellow!"

He wasn't to blame, he thought Crimson had woken up. Harris smiled and defended Carlos: "Carlos knows that he is at an absolute disadvantage in terms of strength, but he refuses to let go of the prey that he can't swallow at all, so naturally he can only use this method." ”

"Is that what you want him to follow?" Martina asked reluctantly, and then, as if thinking of something, turned her gaze back to Ian, "Lord Ian, can't even you find out where he is?"

"I've looked for it many times. Ian shook his head and said helplessly, "But my vision can't penetrate 'hell' at all......"

"No, you can. Olivia interrupted, "You just don't know what to do." ”

"What?"

"Do you know why Carlos eats lamb raw?" Olivia looked directly at Ian and said slowly, "Because he thought Crimson had woken up, he didn't dare to light a fire, nor did he dare to approach any source of fire, for fear that Crimson would peep into his location in the firelight." ”

"Since Crimson can penetrate the two realms, then of course you can do it too. It's just—" Miss Merchant's sudden playful smile appeared, "I found that although you have ascended to the clouds, you still don't know how to exercise your powers. After all, Mr. Harris is just a god, and he doesn't know what the world above the clouds is like, so there are many things he can't teach you at all. ”

"Would you like to teach me, Miss Olivia?" Ian asked with a slight pause, then a smile. He couldn't hear what Miss Merchant's meant, he had too many questions in his solo exploration for a year, and he couldn't wait to have a mentor who could guide him, and now, the crimson lord in front of him was not the best mentor.

"Yes, but you're going to do me a favor. ”

"Carlos is here to trouble you. ”

"It's another deal. Olivia reminded slyly, "You escort us back to the Red Lotus Temple, and we'll help you find someone after that, this was negotiated before, but it can't be confused with the current matter." ”

"And what are your conditions?" Harris interjected from the side, "You don't want us to help you deal with Crimson, but honestly, even if we want to, we don't know what to do?"

"Of course not. Miss Merchant shook her head calmly: "Actually, I don't want you to meddle in the matter between me and Crimson at all, rather than using the strength of others to defeat him, I hope to be able to defeat him with my own strength." ”

"Olivia!" Martina whispered, clearly disapproving of Miss Merchant's assertions. However, at this moment, Olivia also turned her gaze to her, her eyes full of unshakable determination.

"Martina, you don't have to persuade me. She said firmly, "I know they are the prophet's arrangement, but I have my own plans." The moment I remembered that I was Crimson, I had already made a decision, and when I was ready, I would open the seal myself and make a final fight with Him. ”

"......"

"Don't worry, I won't mess around. Seeing the worried expression of Miss Knight, Olivia's tone couldn't help but soften: "Besides, the seal of the prophet is not so easy to break, maybe I can only be an ordinary person in my life." ”

"You'll never be human. ”

"Huh?" Olivia was slightly stunned, then smiled, "That's right, I'm the Lord of Crimson, and I'll never be an ordinary person." ”

"So—" She turned her gaze back to Ian, her eyes showing absolute confidence in herself.

"Juggernaut, I'll teach you all the powers I know belong to the clouds, and in exchange—" She turned her head to look out the window, her gaze seemingly spanning countless distances, falling into some vortex of the outer circle that was constantly surging towards the Eastern Regions.

"When I have overcome divinity and regained my power, I want you to ...... Join me in hunting and devouring all things—Morbius!" (To be continued.) )