Standing behind the door was a shirtless man with a hideous blue sea snake tattooed on his arm, and short stripes painted in red oil paint on the sides of his cheeks and chest and abdomen, in groups of three.

It's so exotic...... But aren't you afraid that you will be blocked by the police when you go out? You are a rebel army who operates secretly! Klein was about to withdraw his gaze, but he was almost frown by the other party's rough eyebrows and cold-blooded animal-like eyes.

Killed a lot of people...... Crane made a rough judgment based on his spiritual intuition.

Frankly speaking, because of his identity and cognition in his previous life, he initially had a lot of sympathy for the rebels of colonial rule, and he had no consciousness of the Rune people, but after hearing that the other party almost overlapped with the believers of the "sea god" Kavituwa, his heart became more wary and repulsive.

This is not to say that it discriminates against local beliefs, but as far as he knows, the traditional beliefs of all the colonial islands are in the primitive sacrificial stage, advocating blood food and living sacrifices, and are in a rather ignorant state.

In addition, based on the experience of the Great Emperor and my own experience, the transcendent nature of this world has elements of madness and distortion, and it is basically impossible for the "gods" who are still in the primitive sacrificial link to resist this tendency, and the style can be imagined...... Crane didn't speak, followed Daniz's side, and walked into the room.

"Edmonton, who's coming?" a mellow voice came from the window.

The tattooed man said as he closed the door:

"They made a disguise. ”

At this time, Klein had a full view of the situation in the room and had a preliminary grasp.

The living room is small, and a cupboard, a table, and a few chairs are cramped.

There are two doors on the right that lead to the suspected bedroom, and on the left is the "kitchen" separated by cabinets, as for the bathroom, there is no doubt that there is none, when Klein went upstairs, he found that at the corner of the stairs on each floor, there was a public bathroom, and the smell of not being cleaned for a long time permeated, urging pedestrians to go upstairs and enter the house as soon as possible.

There is a window directly in front of it, and two bamboo poles are outward, and a lot of clothes are dried.

In the doorway and living room of the "bedroom" stood or sat four or five men, all of them dark-skinned, black-haired natives, wearing dark blue tarabas and more or less red oil paint on their exposed skin, and as for the sea serpent tattoo, because it was obscured by clothing, Klein could not tell if there was one.

Some of them had revolvers on their waists, some of them carried brown and red shotguns, some even carried gray-white steel backpacks, and held thick high-pressure steam rifles, forming a semi-encirclement posture against Daniz and Klein, who were entering.

The person who had just been questioned was a man in his forties in an iron wheelchair, with a blanket on his knees and a jacket.

He had a shaved head, a blue beard on either side of his cheeks, and dark brown eyes that seemed to be restrained and unfluctuating.

He glanced at the visitor and smiled slowly:

"Flames. ”

Daniz was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile:

"Kalat, your eyesight is really good. ”

Shit! My make-up skills are really that bad?, he yelled inwardly in reluctance.

Ignoring Blaze's insincere compliment, Kalat laughed instead:

"I heard you killed 'Steel' and 'Scarlet Thorns'?"

"How else would they have died?" asked Daniz without hesitation.

Carat narrowed his eyes, and slowly shifted his gaze to Crane, who had a nondescript face.

He knew very well that with "Flame" Daniz alone, not to mention "Steel" Mavitty, even "Scarlet Thorn" Huntley would be difficult to kill, and the other party was able to succeed, rumored to have the help of a powerful adventurer and seasoned bounty hunter.

Is it the one next to him? Carat looked into Klein's eyes, not nervous, worried, wary, etc., those eyes were like a deep ocean.

Most likely ...... At least it's better than "Blaze!" He glanced at Edmonton and the others, and secretly raised his vigilance.

"What are you doing here?" said Karat, not dwelling on the topic again.

Daniz subconsciously glanced at Klein, and replied after seeing the affirmative jaw:

"Look at what good stuff you guys have. ”

Kalat pointed to the table and said:

"It's all on it. ”

There are many strange shapes there, including whistles made of bone, simple and rough bagpipes, iron-black leaves, and blood-stained stones......

Without waiting for Crane and Daniz to look at it, Carat clapped his palms and said:

"I have a mission.

"If you can complete it, you are free to pick an item from here without paying any price. ”

He laughed and added:

"By the definition of you foreigners, they are not magical items, but they all have some supernatural powers, but they will weaken slowly, well, not too slowly, until they disappear. ”

"What mission?" Crane asked calmly, not hiding the fact that Danitz was just a retinue.

Kalat reached into the blanket on his lap and pulled out a stack of white papers:

"Find their whereabouts.

"If you can catch it directly, you will get more. ”

He raised his arms and began to show lifelike portraits of a woman with gray eyes and a male shirt.

Latisia Dorela...... Klein immediately recognized who the rebels were looking for.

It was the female archaeologist and adventurer he had met last night, on the same ship this morning, and suspected to be a member of the "Morse Ascetics" or "Dawn of the Elements".

Daniz looked at it carefully for two seconds, vaguely familiar.

Suddenly, he remembered where he had seen:

Gelman Sparrow next to him showed it in his dreams!

He only asked the captain in the afternoon, and in the evening he encountered the incident...... Daniz resisted the urge to look at the crazy adventurer next to him, for fear of being discovered by Karatt and Edmonton.

He is still very experienced in this area.

The rebels who believe in the "god of the sea" are searching for Latisia...... and the belief in the "god of the sea" spreads throughout the Rorsted Islands, including Simim...... Last night there was a snake appearance...... image of the "sea god" is a giant sea serpent...... Klein overlapped the two things and quickly came to a preliminary judgment:

Archaeologist Latisia and others have found an important item involving the "god of the sea" in the forgotten temple in the primeval jungle of Simium Island, so there is a temptation and a search by the rebels last night!

Klein thought for a moment and replied perfunctorily:

"I'll keep an eye on it. ”

I'm not going to mess around with this kind of demonic thing, and of course, if necessary, I'll report it...... He silently added two sentences in his heart.

Kalat nodded and said:

"Let's see what you want. ”

Klein walked over, and was about to ask while selecting, when he suddenly felt a sense in his heart, and subconsciously looked to the right side of the pile of items.

There was a short sword made of slender bones, slightly longer than the forearm, milky white throughout, with a few dark red deep markings.

Inspiration that touches me...... Crane stretched out his right hand, trying to pick up the bone sword with a sharp tip and examine it closely.

As soon as his fingers touched the bone sword, a desperate and painful cry suddenly echoed in his mind, and a thick stench of blood faintly appeared on the tip of his nose, and he seemed to see distorted and rotten illusory figures wrapped in slime.

Klein had a pain in his forehead, like being pricked by a needle, and subconsciously retracted his fingers.

It's a little weird...... Not a simple item...... Crane's expression, which had experienced more intensely, changed only slightly.

He resisted the urge to open his "spiritual vision", afraid to see things that he shouldn't see.

Noticing this scene, Carat and Edmonton glanced at each other and said with a smile:

"This bone sword can drain the blood of the enemy, it's not bad, do you want it?"

A bit of a proactive...... Klein frowned slightly, stretched quickly, and then said in a deep voice:

"No, there's nothing I want here. ”

If Karath didn't ask, he planned to buy the bone sword and get it to study on the gray mist, but the other party's initiative to sell made him a little wary, so he gave up the original plan.

Kalat clasped his hands and said:

"It's not expensive.

"Or look at something else?"

"No, you don't. Crane's pupils constricted, and he turned around and walked directly to the door.

Daniz hesitated for a moment, then hurried to follow.

Edmonton, who had a sea serpent tattoo on his arm, watched in silence, as if he would reach out at any moment to stop it, but in the end he didn't take any action.

That's the mighty adventurer who took out "Steel" Mavitty, "Scarlet Thorn" Huntley and others!

Out of the room, Klein didn't say a word, and kicked downstairs, Daniz quickly chased after him, inexplicably frightened.

He discerned the situation, did not ask, just followed.

The two soon returned to the square, and the crowd gathered again, kneeling or prostrate, and dispersed again to hide.

But unlike before, one man still knelt on the spot, not moving.

Klein didn't squint, he passed by, without pause.

Daniz subconsciously glanced at it and saw that the man's face was dry like a weathered rock.

Syllable!

A piece of flesh on the man's cheek suddenly fell off, and with a piece of bearded skin, he fell to the ground, gray in color.

His whole being seemed to have lost all moisture.

Daniz was startled, and no longer dared to look around, only to realize that things had somehow become strange and dangerous.

The two of them walked through the streets and alleys out of the city, and boarded a taxi carriage.

The coachman was obviously a native of his forties, and he was very pleasant with a smile.

But along the way, he didn't say a word, so quiet that Danitz's heart felt like a drum.

Crane pursed his lips, equally silent.

The rental carriage soon arrived at the docklands, and because it was time to change its dress, Daniz had it parked away from Sour Lemon Street.

After getting out of the carriage, Klein didn't pay the fare, didn't stop, and strode away, seeing Danitz stunned.

He threw two soles to the coachman and hurried after Gelman Sparrow.

After a few steps, he unconsciously glanced back, only to see the coachman kneeling down with fanaticism and reverence on his face, and fell to the ground, weeping and kissing the place where Crane had just stepped on.