Kryptonite lords Section 985
"Maybe it's not his own, we didn't have a contract with him at the time."
Lecurgus took Paorien into his arms with his left arm, calmed his anger, calmly held the back of Paorion's hand with a fluff-covered paw pad, and asked Andrew, "This powerful werewolf sir, since you know that the silver moon fang, which was supposed to be in the city of commerce, is now in the underground ancient ruins of Crocel, can you tell us what happened during this time?" β
He had already noticed that although Andrew's voice was hoarse, there was still a hint of greenness hidden in it...... and the silver wolftail with his cloak exposed at the moment.
Lycurgus guessed in his heart that Andrew might be a Silver Moon Werewolf who had just come of age.
Regardless of strength, according to the division of human or vampire aristocratic classes, the Silver Moon Werewolf is the rarest and most honorable Grand Duke among the werewolves.
Every Silver Moon Werewolf, Lycurges, knew that not only the newly adult Silver Moon Werewolf, but even the older Silver Moon Werewolf, he could not find an existence that could correspond to Andrew's strength.
Except-
Lycurgus's eyes closed slightly, and he felt that his conjecture seemed too delusional.
Whether it's or not, it's just a matter of absolute respect.
The squires of Theseus were far stronger than him.
Vampires are a cold-blooded race, and the werewolf's body temperature slightly suppresses Paorion's anger.
Theseus was still here, and it wasn't too late for him to talk to the Castlevania Lord of the City of Commerce later.
Andrew looked sideways at Ryan, who took the ring back into storage.
Confessing 5w gold coins and 10w gold worth of treasures, Ryan doesn't mind telling them a few more things.
"The value of the greeting gift." Ryan, "Commander, thank you for the important information you just told me, and give you 20,000 gold coins. β
There is money to earn together, and to get rich together.
This money is really fragrant.
System: "Thank you very much! β
Ryan: "Next time, you know. β
System: "......"
It's embarrassing.
But you can get a lot of gold coins for nothing!
The system's tone wavered: "Dear host, I can only answer you, the information I am able to answer. β
It does its best!
Ryan: It's steady!
He's all so coaxing, just as kind as himself.
Receiving Ryan's silent answer, Andrew looked at Lecurgs under his cloak, and continued to say in a disguised voice: "The Pope of the Temple of Light has created a total of seven avatars, and the abilities of the seven avatars are different, and one avatar is a demonic warlock.
In order to find the demon that suits the warlock and the abilities of other incarnations, the Pope's body goes to the City of Commerce and takes the silver moon fang with him by the way. β
Paorien shook his fingers back, and Lecurgus was keenly aware of Andrew's hints, "There are seven incarnations of the Pope, and one of them came to Crocel with the fangs of the Silver Moon?" β
"So......" Paorien whispered, "the main reason for Crossel's mutation is because of the Pope and the Incarnation?" β
"We don't know that there are ruins hidden beneath Crossel, and we don't know how the Pope arranged and did all this. β
"Indeed." Lycurges chimed in, "I had never been aware of an ancient ruin hidden beneath Crossel until then. β
"Not just to Crossel, his avatar has been living in the Night City for some time, as your people."
Ryan regained his grip on the staff, "Crocel...... Those who have been blessed with the seeds of light can gain an increase in their power by offering more sacrifices and sacrificing their companions.
As you all know, even without opening the Smoke Battlefield, the Silvermoon Fangs have an unbearable attraction to werewolves. β
Lycurgus spoke in a heavy tone, "Yes, no werewolf can refuse the Silver Moon Fangs. β
Curiosity about Isidore, Stared and Deminas has long since been put aside.
Paorion clenched his fingers in the wolf's claws, "We must go to the ancient ruins underground, and we must get the Silver Moon Fang." β
Lecourges communicated with Paorrion through the contract, and after a while, Paorion looked at Ryan and asked sincerely: "Mr. Theseus, do you have any suitable or better advice for the ancient ruin hidden underground?" β
For Paorion and Lycurges, the sooner they could gather the two Silver Moon Fangs and let Theseus take them to the Void, the better.
And in Crossel's current situation, it is not a good thing to let the Pope act in secret, I didn't know the reason before, and now I can't sit idly by after I know it.
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"Dear Mr. Hughes."
Paorien let go of the hand that was being held by Lecurgus, "You just said that the incarnation of the Pope joined Crosell and became our people, then you must know their information.
Can you please tell me what is the identity of the incarnation of the Pope at this time? β
Paorien: "I'm willing to pay enough for it." β
Rather than let them find it themselves, it would have been quicker if Hughes could have pointed it out.
"If you have any information about who the Pope's incarnation is, you can exchange it with me."
The seed of light in the vampire's body was stripped away, and Ryan looked sideways at Starred and Deminus, "I heard that there seems to be a group of wandering Night Elves and Daylight Elves near Crossel.
If you want to get news about the incarnation of the Pope, all you need to do is help my friends find them. β
The equivalent exchange of information is perfect and reasonable.
Although most of the mysterious merchants traded in gold coins, Ryan didn't want to collect money, but he had just collected 150,000 gold coins.
A piece of information about the status of the Pope, and it was up to Paorien to deal with it himself, and it seemed a little too greedy to collect money all the time.
It is necessary to flow slowly.
"The wandering Night Elves and Daylight Elves around Crossel?"
Paorien turned his head to meet Lecurgus' eye contact, and Lecougs nodded affirmatively in response.
"I've heard that a group of Night Elves have recently arrived around Crossel. Together with the Sun Elves who had left the Sunlight Forest, they seemed to be looking for something. β
Paorion clasped his hands together, "Dear Mr. Theseus, the Seeds of Light have not yet fully invaded Crossel, and I have some trusted subordinates with Lycurgus.
I can let them go with your friends, keep your friends safe and find the Sun Elves and Night Elves. β
Paorien's voice paused slightly, and he looked at Andrew, and then at Ryan: "I'm very sorry, dear Mr. Theseus. My next words may make you think I'm greedy, but I'm presumptuous.
Until you can agree to take us to the Void, I would also like to have a ...... with you."
Even if his words weren't finished for fear of Ryan getting angry, just a look at Ryan could understand what he really wanted to say.
The curse was consumed by the Night Flower, and the second seed of light stripped from the vampire's heart was also locked in a cage.
The Holy Light lifted the sleeping vampires and werewolves, Isidore drank the water of the Moon Spring to restore the consumed magic, Starred and Deminus walked towards Ryan at the same time, stopping behind him respectfully, purple and golden eyes looking at Paorion at the same time, the crystal ball in his hand glittering.
Although they very much want to find their clan and help Ryan do more, they don't want to affect or destroy what Ryan is going to do because of themselves.
Watched by the darkness and daylight, Paorion reached for the storage prop and pulled out a small gray gargoylee statue and a dark blue wolf's eye gem.
Ryan's right hand was raised slightly, and the void was bound by the two seeds of light that were locked in the cage, and he said in an indifferent tone in the direction of Paorion: "If you want to use help to make a request for a trade, then you may be disappointed. I'm not as skilled in combat as Michelle myself, I'm just a very ordinary mysterious merchant. β
It's enough to have a strong man, Michelle.
Although Ryan said it easily, Paorien didn't really believe it in his heart, but he wouldn't be stupid enough to debunk it directly.
Paorien didn't know the secrets of Isidore, Stared, and Deminas, and he didn't have much curiosity in his heart at the moment.
"Dear Mr. Michel, you are willing to tell us that there is information about the incarnation of the Pope, this is already the greatest help for us, and finding the companions of your friends is what we should do."
Paorion's gaze turned away from Ryan and at Andrew once more, "Dear Mr. Theseus, whether it is for another Silver Moon Fang or not, the ancient ruins underground and I must go.
It's just that we don't know much about the ancient ruins underground, we don't know the situation inside, and Lycurgs, who has not broken through the limit of the bloodline, he can't resist the changes guided by the bloodline.
Moreover, we are no match for the Pope, especially since it is the night of the full moon. β
Ryan: "You want to go underground today?" β
"We have to go to that site now."
Lecurgus replied with certainty: "Mr. Theseus, you have just said that except for the Pope's body, if the rest of the people want to enter the ruins, they must offer sacrifices at the right time. β
Lekugus looked sideways at the sleeping werewolves and vampires, his eyes slightly discolored, and a wonderful blood tug was formed between him and the gray-haired werewolves, "Mr. Hughes, I have been in a terrible state of mind lately, and it was not until I came here that I was surrounded by the breath of the void that relieved my pain.
The dark light clouded my perception, and when the power of the void cut off the light and darkness, I could feel that there must be more than just two of them who had been chosen to be sacrificed.
Tonight is the night of the full moon, and the perception of werewolves will be weaker, and vampires will also be affected, which is the most appropriate opportunity for the Pope to act. β
"We don't know about the underground ruins, and we don't know as much about the Pope as you and Michelle."
Paorion's red eyes were bloodshot, and he shared consciousness with Lecurgus, "Mr. Theseus, we want to go to the Void immediately after obtaining the Silver Moon Fangs, we need more guidance and help from you and your powerful squires. β
They were fully prepared for the awakening of Lycurges.
Lycurges cut off the pull of the bloodline and bowed his head to Ryan, "Mr. Theseus, no matter what the final outcome is, you will always be Crosell's best friend. β
Even if not for themselves, they must stop the ambitions of the Pope.
Crossel is already in crisis and can't get any worse.
"The Pope has parasitized many of the alien races in Crosselle City through the Seed of Light."
Ryan suspended the sealed heart-beating seed of light above his palm, "It's not enough to go underground, you need a sufficient number of light mages to act together.
The Pope controls the strongest Holy Light in the continent, making it easy for ordinary light mages to strip the seeds of light and die. β
The two seeds of light have been stained with flesh and blood, and are no longer pure, even if Ryan wanted to keep them for Isidore.
Isidore quietly walked behind Ryan and stopped, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and absorbed the light element in the air to recover the consumption just now.
He can peel off the seeds of light, but too slowly.
Although Isidore was close to the light element, he had learned too little light magic and knowledge before, and he could only comprehend it on his own, and there were many places where he did not grasp the key points. If it weren't for Jorghini's recent targeted and powerful counseling, and Isidore's talent being high enough, it would have been difficult for him to successfully peel off the Seed of Light.
Paorien frowned, "Can't the Great Magister and the Dharma Saint of the Light Department be able to strip off the Seed of Light?" My brother knows many Light Saints, and I can get in touch with Padraic and get them to come to Crossel right away. β
"Not everyone has the power to restrain the Pope's Holy Light, whether they can succeed or not is not something I can decide, the stronger the strength, the smoother it will be."
Ryan's tone was much more indifferent, "It's just that Michelle also told me that even the Lord of Light was captured in the Imperial City. How many people in the City of Light have been planted with the Seed of Light is also a question worth considering. β
Hearing this, Paorion and Lecurges' expressions became much more depressed.
Isidore half-opened his eyes and clasped his hands together, slightly puzzled by Ryan's words.
Not all of them have the power to restrain the Pope's Light......