Evening Bell Church.

Chapter 214 The Mysterious Lord of the Moon
It's very clear to Mill that Suger wants to take the potion again to help him with his experiments.

Of course Su Ge would not agree to such a thing.

Su Ge still clearly remembers the severe pain and suffocation at that time, as well as the feeling of festering and rotting in his tongue and mouth.

Su Ge didn't intend to experience this kind of thing for the second time in his life.

"Are you sure? You are rejecting a century-old invention. If you succeed, you will be the first to see the true power of potions without being a witcher." Mir said seductively.

Su Ge's expression was very firm, and he said righteously: "My strength is enough, and I don't need the power of potion, so I refuse."

"Do you rely on your arcane profession!?" Mir asked with narrowed eyes.

Su Ge didn't hide it either, with a confident expression, he said resolutely: "Yes!"

Immediately, the two looked at each other and fell into silence without giving in.

After 1 minute, Mir let go first: "Okay, since you are so confident, go ahead, and you will be beaten by someone, so don't come back to me again."

Su Ge said confidently: "Even if I, Su Ge Sotos, was beaten to death, even if I jumped off the cliff..."

"Forget it, it's better to say less about such easy-to-face slaps." Su Ge muttered, and said seriously: "We should deal with that little mouse next."

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On the other side of the capital, the residence of the Duke of the Mountains.

There is an independent castle newly built in the last six months near the huge manor.

Rumor has it that the distinguished guests invited by the Duke of the Mountains live here, and it has always been the most mysterious and heavily guarded place in the entire mansion.

On the second floor of the castle, in a somewhat gloomy conference room, General Jess, Councilor Arthur and Councilor Flynn sat quietly aside.

Sitting opposite them are three middle-aged people.

The first one looks gentle, with eyes, a goatee, and a black academic gown. He looks like a refined university professor.

The second one is wearing a high-quality plaid shirt, gray breeches and riding boots on his lower body. He has a strong figure, a curly beard, and the aura of a superior person all over his body.

This one is the leader of the Anti-Royal Sect, the Duke of the Mountain Range.

The last person was wearing a white coat and a monocle. He was a little thin, and his triangular eyes shone with a deep light, like a poisonous snake.

In the main position of the conference table, it is completely empty.

But behind the chair, there is something very similar to the ancient Chinese sedan chair.

It's just that this one is much larger than the sedan chair, and looks more like an enlarged version of a closed shrine.

Kneeling around this huge shrine are four pale men.

The four men have different scars all over their bodies, and at the same time, they wear black shackles on their necks and hands, just like tortured slaves.

None of the six people spoke at this time, as if they were waiting for something.

After a while, a mouse about the size of a cat suddenly appeared from nowhere.

It can be seen that this mouse has short brown hair all over its body, has sharp claws and powerful hind limbs, but it has a ferocious and evil human appearance on its head.

The three of Gies seemed to be familiar with this kind of thing, and their expressions were calm.

"My pet said that the three of them are right, the assassin is indeed in the palace." The hoarseness was unpleasant, like the sound of weathered bones being crushed and rubbed against each other, making people feel goosebumps all over their bodies and feeling irritable Simultaneously creates fear.

"Great Lord of the Moon, we can contribute our intelligence and strength, but I hope you will agree to us. After you take control of this country, you will hand over the rights to us." Gith's eyes widened, and his face looked eagerly respectful Said.

The Lord of the Moon did not speak, and the Duke of the Mountains said lightly: "Don't worry, General Guise. Our goal is to unify all the northern kingdoms and establish a powerful empire that believes in the Lord of the Moon. When the time comes, this small place will Let you rule as you please."

Hearing this, the three people showed happy smiles on their faces, and then hurriedly said: "Thank you, the great Lord of the Moon."

The middle-aged man who looked like a professor on the left of the Duke of the Mountains asked in a calm voice: "I need to know where the mysterious defense nets of the palace are, as well as the organs, troop configuration and road map of the entire palace."

"There is no problem with the deployment of troops and the road map, but it will take some time for the organs and the mysterious defense network." Gith replied ponderously.

The triangular-eyed researcher made a slightly sharp voice: "It's okay, I'll give you some gadgets, bring these things into the palace, and place them according to my distribution, and don't worry about the rest."

"This is no problem! This is no problem!" Flynn laughed hastily.

The Duke of the Mountain waved his hand: "You can leave now."

The three stood up cautiously, bowed to the shrine, and then turned and left.

After the three left, the Duke of the Mountain Range asked respectfully, "My lord, are these three trash worthy of trust?"

An ugly voice came from the shrine and said: "All of your human thoughts are under my control. Your thoughts, your thoughts, everything about you seems so elementary and naive to me."

Hearing this, the three of them looked very respectful and said in unison: "Long live my lord!"

"Prepare the curse, and when the sacrifice is mature, I can lead you to see the original power of the god of death. Gather these powers and make it born, and you who eat the baby's flesh and blood can get the power of the god of death, and will give up The physical body evolved into a brand new form."

"Every #￥%# longs for their own children, and in the end their children will die by their own hands. This is an eternal curse, even if the inferior people evolve into a high-level existence, they cannot escape this fate." The mysterious Lord of the Moon said aloofly.

The three of them didn't feel any discomfort, and their expressions became even more fanatical.

"Obey us, bow down to us, and you can walk on the right path and reach the true end of knowledge."

Saying that, a pink tentacle flashed in the middle of the black curtain.

"We ignorant people will definitely dedicate our everything to our lord!" The three stood up and knelt on the ground with extremely fanatical expressions.

"Oliver, your Book of the Dead is a very good sacrifice. Come to me tomorrow, and I will give you new knowledge far beyond ordinary people."

The middle-aged man like a professor immediately became excited after hearing this, and said loudly, "Thank you for the grace of the Lord!"

This one is Oliver Finn, the leader of the death sect who holds the Book of the Dead.

The two people on the side suddenly looked envious.

"Go down!"

After the Lord of the Moon finished speaking, the four slaves lifted up the shrine and walked away steadily.

The three people here also left the conference room and walked on the path of the manor.

"So your magic book is not that book!" The triangular-eyed researcher was a little disappointed.

Oliver sighed: "The Book of the Dead, the Book of the Dead, the difference between the two books is one word but the difference is huge. My Book of the Dead records the content related to the God of Death, and the one that records the ancient The Necronomicon of the gods is not at the same level at all."

The Duke of the Mountains sighed: "But thanks to this book as a traction, we can summon my lord to this world."

　I saw that the brothers recently responded to the problems of the chapters. I can only say that my excessive chapters have not been written well, and I am short of time. I will reflect on the problems when I find time.Now that the excessive chapters are over, you can see that today these two chapters have started to get down to business, and the excitement is about to be staged.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)