It is rumored that the treasure was an extraordinary object, said to be composed of a crown and jewels.

"Russell" looked at Roman in front of him, I don't know if it was because he felt that Roman didn't mean to do anything, or because he felt that although the warrior in front of him had a strange stand-in ability in the dream world, Russell still felt that he could handle it.

Or did Rusell feel that the more this kind of news was told and disseminated, the better it would be for him.

He had nothing to hide, and said:

"It was a magical and extraordinary object, made up of three parts, a black iron crown, a crimson diamond, and a string of cyan orbs."

"When the three of them are brought together, they will merge into an extremely powerful, extremely great seal."

"With it, you can ask for strength from the Great Being, who can grant all your wishes."

This strong sense of déjà vu made Roman confirm that Lobanu in front of him did indeed have part of Russell's memory, which finally matched the guess in Roman's heart.

Fortunately, Roman was familiar with various networks before before he could understand this stalk.

Black Iron Crown, Crimson Diamond and Teal Orb, but there is no supreme god of life in this world......

Life...... If there is anyone in this world who can be associated with the "Supreme God of Life", I am afraid that the only one who has mastered the two paths of "Moon" and "Mother" is the great being who transcends the true God.

In the real world, Roman tries to avoid directly mentioning key words when thinking about the existence of some high-level cases.

Who knows what the scope of the "Goldfinger" shelter will be?

Roman was also at the moment, he didn't dare to think about the nature of that great being, and he was cautious in his heart.

He stared at the "Russell" in front of him, with doubts in his tone, but also with some certainty:

"Once you have gathered them, to whom do you ask for them?"

The "Russell" over there smiled with some illusory and unknown tones, and said:

"Pray to me, of course."

Roman shook his head:

"If it was you before, of course you could answer this prayer."

"But now that you are afraid that you have no person, but no power, how can you grant the man who has collected all three items to fulfill his wishes?" "So who are you praying to? Are you really Russell the Great?"

The eyes of "Russell" on the other side suddenly became blurred, as if he had fallen into a trance.

Suddenly, Roman felt the shattering of the dream, and in reality, the expression on the face of Lobanu on the other side suddenly became extremely painful.

He shook off the hand of the lady next to him and took two steps forward, looking Roman in the eye. He asked:

"Who are you?"

Because Roman obviously has some knowledge and some secret information just now, he can ask such a question.

But then Russell's expression suddenly became unusually distorted, and he asked again:

"Who am I?"

"I am, I'm a member of Beckland's Elite Heart of the Machine team, Luther. Lobanu."

"I am the son of the Count of Pross-sur-Pris-sur-Intis."

"I am, I am Russell the Great!"

"No, I'm not, I'm not......" His tall body suddenly fell to his knees.

….

The young lady next to her tried to help, but Roman blocked her with a cane.

The lady clearly saw that something was wrong with her male companion and was very anxious, but Roman ignored her, and just stared earnestly at the man who was kneeling on the ground.

Suddenly, the crown above his head flashed a crimson light, and the light seemed to disappear from the person in front of him in an instant, but Roman could still see it clearly.

Then he got up slowly, patted the dust on his body, raised his head, without a trace of expression on his face, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, his tone was full of surprise, and said:

"I'm Russell."

It's just that his tone like this, his change like this, makes one

The young lady who had become familiar with him as he walked couldn't help but take one step back, and she felt that something unknown had happened.

Roman took a step forward, stared into his eyes with burning eyes, looked directly into the crimson in his eyes and asked:

"Who are you?"

The emotionless tone sounded again. As if whispering, as if whispering.

"I'm ...... I'm Russell."

Roman gripped his cane in his left hand and slammed it on the deck with a winter sound.

"And who do you want to pray to?"

The eyes of "Russell" in front of him gradually became crazy.

"To me, of course." Immediately, the smile on the corner of his mouth turned evil, "To the unique red moon, the symbol of life and beauty, the mother of all spiritual power."

Roman had already guessed this in his heart, and at the moment when the man in front of him began to recite the honorable name, Roman followed and chanted loudly in the ancient Hermetian language:

"The king of the sky, the emperor of the sea, the great god of storms!"

Will you call someone? No, you will call God?

After Roman recited the name of the Lord of the Storm, while his heart was playing, his hands were not idle, he reached out and grabbed the shoulder of Rejord next to him, ready to teleport away.

Rejord reached out to stop Roman and pointed in the direction of the lady.

Roman was puzzled, but this was not the time to explain, Roman quickly flashed to the lady's side, and before she could react, took her with him, and returned to the merchant ship with him.

At the moment when Roman flashed away, the dark clouds gradually dispersed in the sky above the ship, revealing the bright red moon.

Blood Moon!

However, after only a brief blood moon, the sky was once again obscured by dark clouds, and thunder brewed in the dark clouds.

Silvery white lightning continued to surge through the dark clouds.

The monstrous winds and waves around the pirate ship swayed the pirate ship and the man above.

Suddenly, the sky lit up with thick lightning bolts, and the lightning crackled towards the pirate ship one by one like a torrential rain, and crackled towards the standing figure on the pirate ship.

Boom Boom Boom!

After that, dark clouds obscured the moon, and thunder roared incessantly.

The lady Roman brought back fell to her knees with tears streaming down her eyes.

Ignoring the stunned gazes of the others on the merchant ship, some of the Storm Lord's followers had even fallen to their knees, shouting that the storm was on top.

Even Ryjord couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Just by virtue of his honorific name, he can attract the attention and power of the gods, and Roman is really the one who is favored by the gods......

Roman ignored the complicated emotions of the people around him, and instead stared at the pirate ship in the distance.

From the moment Roman had just arrived on the ship and saw the pirates on board, Roman knew that the man could not be Russell, or that the man could not be a normal Russell.

Although Russell, as a leader, as an emperor, he killed many people, and many people died because of him.

He was also not a Madonna, indecisive in style, but a decisive consul.

But he wasn't a murderous man at heart.

If he did revert to his pre-Russell personality, then the pirates would be like ants to him, and Russell's humanity was still abundant, and he couldn't have done that kind of slaughter.

So Roman knew that something was wrong at the time, and then when he entered the dream and talked to the "Russell", he confirmed this.

Roman has some speculation about the situation of this "Russell".

Why not sleep

Open....