In a dilapidated wooden house in the eastern part of the small dock area, the young man who had closed his eyes for a long time opened his star-like eyes, and the strange smile of Charles was reflected in the depths.

Spread your finger and scratch at the void.

The bizarre picture flashed, and in the murmur, the picture was fixed on an existence wearing a simple black robe with a blurred face.

The phantom of the mottled helmet cascaded behind him, and the next moment, his eyes seemed to come to life.

The deep eyes looked at the young man who was divining, and the space was unraveling under the gaze, and the rift continued to spread to the young man.

With a cold snort, he pulled his hands to the sides, and a silver-white cocoon phantom connected from end to end appeared behind him.

The surrounding colors overlapped, and a burst of silver light shot out.

The young man in the center of the circle waved his hand to smooth out the space, looked at the empty space in front of him, and flapped his wings and turned into a mottled butterfly "Bode Mining Area".

At the same time, the spiritual sense touched, and at some point the layers of mist filled in front of Charles's eyes, and the strange attraction made him curious, and he pulled the old man in red with both hands.

Now I understand the difficulty of opening the door of light, just by opening it, most of the spirituality will be consumed!

Tearing through the viscous barrier, the spirit body passed through the layers of light gates, and found that what attracted him was an afterimage of the vast world, and his dull gaze suddenly lit up after Charles entered!

Looking at the void in front of him, the vague sight made him extremely uncomfortable, and the fog in front of him quickly turned from blurry to transparent, and the road appeared in front of him.

The old wooden house and the star-eyed young man caught his eye, and it was obvious that he was spying on him.

The mottled cones turned into layers of pointed helmets, and the high-level aura pressed the space to continuously collapse and condense.

Behind the young man, a silver-white insect cocoon appeared holding each other, and a silver light burst out, and the strange space that infects the charr continues to extend towards the charr, and the silver light that is about to infect the charr gradually dims.

The layers of gray mist faded, and Charles' eyes in the corner became unusually deep.

"What is that big world?"

"If memory serves, the core of the power of the Plague Holy See is the cocoon. ”

"Or maybe they belong to some other force. ”

Charles rubbed his forehead.

"During the Port Vale massacre, I saw the army scanning energy with a special device, and I deduced that the mine must have had a similar function, and if it had been infiltrated properly, it would have been possible to find it. ”

......

Frowning and vigilantly observing the surroundings, he found a dark corner to cover his body, and quickly disappeared from his body.

A young man was also observing the square, and his apprehensive gaze finally locked on the recruitment office.

His hesitant eyes betrayed him as he pondered the merits of the job, and his eyes were filled with despair.

Finally, he let go of his clenched hand, leaving red and white marks in the palm of his hand, and walked towards the wooden table with firm steps.

"Someone to blend in with the mines!"

Charles intends to revert to his cone form, the ever-spreading spirit of the crustal pattern.

Layers of mottled pointed helmet rune illusions emerged and contracted violently, and the body slowly turned into a puddle of black oil into a cone.

Hey?

The silver suitcase was transformed into a battle armor that blended into the pattern, but it was already in tatters, as if mixed with strange impurities.

Recall that the last time it was used was attacked by Buck, I thought it was taken by Buck, but I didn't expect it to be integrated into the pattern.

......

Central square, 9 o'clock, sunny weather.

Gary worked as a waitress in a tavern, and his mother was sick, and Dr. Bligh said he could be cured but needed money.

The doctors he brought in had left him penniless, he had no money to treat his mother, and he had become a muddy state of despair.

Guests don't talk about talking about the path to the Hakude mine when they drink.

The playful expression and disdain for the pension gave Gary a light in the darkness, and he finally said goodbye to his boss's kind reminder to come here.

He was nervous because no one who had been there had returned. But at first, a large bag of gold coins will be distributed, and he clenched his fists and walked to the recruitment office.

A hard object caused his balance to spiral out of control, and he struggled to steady his body, and a black quaint cone nearly tripped him.

The cones depict intricate and primitive patterns, which converge on the spire and shine in the sun.

......

There were few people here, and the old man smiled overjoyed when he saw Gary coming.

The wrinkles on his face bloomed with spring light, "The boss has been very dissatisfied with the number of employees recently, haha, there are people again." ”

......

After casually asking some ordinary questions, he hastily asked Gary to pass the test and carefully inspect Gary's clothes.

The moment the quaint black cone was taken out of his pocket, the old man's eyes instantly became serious and vicious, and his hand was instantly placed on his waist.

He opened the wooden box with one hand, put the cone in the box, and after disguising his vision, he cut through the spiritual barrier, carefully observed the state of the box, and after a few minutes, the old man took a long breath and returned the cone to Gary.

About 500 gold charts are drawn from the counter. Gary put the coin in an envelope and sent it home, and the old man smiled and did not speak.

Charles understands the danger in the box, and the spiritual turbulence is enough to set off the defense mechanism of the transcendent item, which can detect the transcendent power, but this testing method is not necessarily effective against high-level strange objects.

......

The old man led Gary to a warehouse, where there were about a dozen people, and the old man's pupils flashed with fear.

A dozen people boarded a crowded wagon and made their way through the dock area, the bumps along the way dissipating the sleepiness of the men. Looking out the window is like saying goodbye to the city, and the barren mountains and woods outside the curtain are layered on top of each other.

They came to the gate of the mine. The black iron gate and the high concrete wall came into view, and the muzzle of the black hole was pointed at it, and even the deep muzzle of the gun was sticking out.

The soldiers took the box to test each person in turn, and the box only glowed brightly when it came into contact with the old man, and the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, let go of their tense spirits, and patted their chests.