Hey, that sounds like a secondary two, huh?

Venason listened to Gorot's voice with some embarrassment, chewing on the root word "he" carefully.

Does Gorot address me as "Him" instead of "Him"?

Strangely, isn't "he" supposed to be a title for the gods? Or did he think of me as a god?

"My great and supreme master, your lowly, insignificant servant has something to confirm with you, will you permit me to inquire?"

The cold voice of the machine continued to echo in his ears, and Venason frowned slightly after hearing this.

Gorot, this guy, how can you give me the feeling of probing my brain......

Do you want to ask but are afraid that I won't answer? Wait, am I that scary?

But if you think about it, Gorot must have been a follower of the original owner of this mysterious court a long time ago, and he now regards me as his master, probably because of the subtle connection I had when I first entered this space.

Hey, don't say it's Gorot, but it's a person... No, it should be a creature with a brain, and the short-haired marmot is no exception, and when it comes to the existence of such a level as a god, he may be even more humble than him.

"Yes, you ask."

With Venathan's permission, Deep Abyss Gorot immediately asked briskly in an illusory voice:

"Master, have you touched the Gudanluo Gold Coin in recent times?"

Gudanlo Gold Coins...... The one Uncle Courtman showed me? How does this guy know?

Vinason was a little stunned, and he immediately said "um": "That's right, I have touched it!" ”

Hearing his master's confirmation, Gorot immediately quickly added:

"Dear master, because you have been asleep for so long, you may have forgotten something, and your humble servant has the audacity to tell you that there is something extraordinary in them, and that there is something extraordinary in them, which is important to you, especially when you awaken the great power."

Am I important, especially when I awaken to the great power?

Gold Gudanlo, Gold Garth, and Gold Solomon, all of which are products of the Third Age of the Cataclysm.

This... That's a bit informative, and how did I get involved with the Tertiary stuff?

As mentioned in Jason's diary before, it is normal for ancient gold coins to contain extraordinary, after all, the alchemists at that time were the best at playing this set, and the most famous of them seems to be an alchemist named "Benjamin".

Benjamin! The root of the name is really rare, and it seems to mean "son" in Ghent, well... If it is replaced with another language, such as Old Hermesian....... Son of the gods??

The favored son of the gods?

Venason's eyes widened suddenly, and suddenly he trembled uncontrollably, as if he had glimpsed some obscurity from the long river of history.

I didn't expect that it was just a mediocre page of diary, and the names recorded on it were actually linked to the gods.

God is not to look directly, not to snoop, not to blaspheme, I should change "he" to "he"!

After thinking for a moment, Venason exhaled lightly, no longer hiding the doubts in his heart, and asked:

"Tell me, Gorot, why is it important to me that the extraordinary in the ancient gold coins is important? Also, what is great power? ”

"Forgive me, dear master, for I am unable to answer this question of yours, for it is not accessible to your humble servant, whom you have taught me for the first and last time."

An ethereal voice followed, and Venason could hear fear, trembling, and speechlessness in his tone.

Is it the first and last time?

What exactly did I do before? Uh, no, it should be what the original owner of this royal court did, it sounds like an unusually brutal guy.

Venason frowned slightly, but he didn't rush to ask, because he knew that there must be some secrets involved, at least not that he could know about himself who had just entered the transcendent world, so he asked in another way:

"Then can you answer how many gold coins are needed to awaken the so-called great power at one time? Just use the quantity as the calculation standard. ”

"Of course, honorable master, according to your current sequence path, you will need about 100 pieces each time, and as the sequence is promoted, the number required will also increase."

100 pieces, I heard you right, right?

I can't even afford 1 today, so you tell me 100?

At this moment, it seemed that countless gold pounds flew in front of Venathan's eyes with wings, and in a flash of thought, he coughed lightly and said:

"Okay, I got it."

I know this sentence, on the surface, I know that ancient gold coins are very important, but in fact, I have no money, I am very poor, quite poor, and I will talk about gold coins later.

100 Gudanlo gold coins, which are converted into Ghent gold pounds alone, are more than 1,000 pounds, which is enough for ordinary men to live decently for at least 30 years, and ordinary women to live decently for a lifetime.

I didn't expect that I would have to use up my savings for thirty years at a time, which is really terrible......

At this moment, the gray-white sea water rolled up slightly and rippled, and the two white light spots that had been floating in the sea water suddenly flashed brightly.

Gorod was silent for two seconds, and then said in a cold mechanical voice:

"Master, your original authority has been regained, and now that two faithful believers feel your power is coming here, do you want to open the gates of the kingdom of God and summon them?"

My believers? Please, I'm not a god, where did I come from?

No, I have mastered this royal court in the dark, and if the owner of this place is a secret god, logically speaking, it can be regarded as a god.... Gods, right?

Just poorer? Or "Poor God?" ”

Venason silently cursed himself in his heart, he always felt that things were going in more and more outrageous directions, and now even the believers were out of order.

"What do I need to do?"

"You are so modest, great master, as the mysterious lord above the taboo, you just have to do what you want..."

Vinason thought silently for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out and waved his left hand.

The gray water beneath his feet rippled, and an ancient stone pillar stood in it quickly twisted and deformed, transforming into a huge bronze gate the size of a hill.

In an instant, a vain storm blew from all sides, priing open a crack in the closed bronze gate......

…………

Black Isle, Florence!

Spirit undead monsters? Is there something that can drive the undead monsters in the spirit world to build a temple?

Jack S. D. Sparrow's gaze went past them to the dark temple, which was surrounded by furry tentacles that were chaotic and writhing, and could not be seen without looking closely, and thought they were ordinary weeds swaying in the wind.

Tentacle? Otherworldly beings?

As his thoughts flickered, the contents of Jack's inner chest pocket suddenly quivered, and he saw the image of the sea rolling behind the door and lapping against the reef.

"Captain, what should we do, Captain, what should we do?"

"Captain?"

John Ming and Wendy, their scalps tingling from a row of giant skeletal creatures, kept waving their hands back, and whispered out to their dearest Captain Jack.

It wasn't until they shouted several times in a row that they didn't respond that the two turned their heads stiffly, only to find that there was no one behind them......

…………

The capital of the Kingdom of Ghent, Huttonmar, Casston district, in the luxury villa of the Moorish family.

Lilith Moore, dressed in Basil's long dress, scrutinized the mirror standing opposite.

Of course, instead of admiring herself in the mirror, she shifted her gaze to the strange runes engraved on the outside.

I remember my dad telling me that this mirror is a treasure left behind by our Moore family from ancient times......

Before she could finish speaking, the floor-to-ceiling mirror suddenly bloomed with a strange light, and the sound of waves crashing against the reef seemed to be heard in her ears......

…………

Inside a majestic abode-like palace with boundless gray and white waters.

Lilith. Moore gradually regained her original gaze, and when she saw everything in front of her, her red jewel-like eyes suddenly shrank, and she could no longer maintain the original aristocratic temperament and elegance.

At the same time, on her right hand, another figure appeared, a rugged man wearing a black tricorne hat, I saw that he was frightened and confused and looked around, his eyes full of vigilance and uneasiness!