Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 143 I really want to see him

"Don't praise me, you should praise your worth"

Looking at the fanatics lying on the ground, Lewis twitched the corners of his mouth and almost expressed his thoughts. Fortunately, he maintained his cold expression in time.

After trembling for a few minutes, the bartender who seemed to have a brain problem got up from the ground, his face squirmed with granulation, and slowly changed into another ordinary appearance, like a fisherman who has been making a living at sea all year round.

Lewis looked at this change without expression. This extraordinary person has the ability of "faceless man". I don't know if it is due to his own sequence, or he has a magical item.

In a show of sincerity, Lewis said:
"I heard from 'Mr. Red Dragon' that you are a Sequence Five, tell me the name of the potion, and I will..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Lewis saw the bartender's frenzied expression on his face again. The other party trembled and knelt down again:
"Please allow me to praise you, the great Mr. Red Dragon!"

Lewis was quite helpless. He could kneel down as soon as he heard "Mr. Red Dragon".

This disease must involve extraordinary power, and it may be that "Mr. Red Dragon" manipulated these people's subconscious minds in order to control them.

"The subconscious mind has been tampered with, and they are no longer their real selves. This is terrible!"

After waiting for a few more minutes, the humble servant finally stood up, and Lewis continued the topic just now:
"Mr. Red Dragon..."

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Lewis rubbed the corners of his eyes, and could kneel down as soon as this title was mentioned. It seems that the term "Mr. Red Dragon" can no longer be mentioned, which seriously affects his communication with the other party.

"You are currently in the sequence number, what stage?" When the other party got up again, this time, Lewis finally reached a normal dialogue with the other party.

"Sequence Five, my stage is 'Shepherd', you can call me Paul." The gentleman picked up the half-height silk top hat from the puddle, put it on his head, and there was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lewis suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was the secret prayer channel, and Paul's abnormal behavior seemed understandable.

After all, the true God of the Mystic Praying Path is the true Creator, a deity who has gone mad, and he will unconsciously affect the low-order transcendents, causing the entire sequence of transcendents to be hidden lunatics.

"Perhaps, 'Mr. Red Dragon' is not that dangerous enough to exert a spiritual influence on these servants." With a little luck, Lewis added in his heart.

However, this also means that Paul can never continue to be promoted. According to his current state, if he is promoted to the demigod of this path, he will definitely become a complete lunatic, and even maintaining his sanity will become a luxury.

"If you want to advance, my suggestion to you is to jump to the adjacent path. The 'Sun Path' and the 'Secret Prayer' path are adjacent paths. I also happen to know the potion formula and ceremony."

Paul listened silently, he suddenly flicked a coin, the coin landed in his hand, the head of George III was smiling.

Obviously, this is divination. The "shepherd" can herd seven souls, and Paul is using his divination abilities.

Lewis has the characteristics of anti-divination. He doesn't know what divination language is set up to avoid the uncertain factor of Lewis.

"Now I have confirmed that you are indeed a learned and blessed one. I want to exchange for the potion formula of 'No Dark One' from you, and I am willing to pay the corresponding price for it." Paul bent down and turned towards Lewis. I bowed deeply.

Without mentioning "Mr. Red Dragon", Paul's mental state gradually stabilized and he became like a normal person.

Lewis nodded, and said: "I'm looking for an opportunity to be promoted, and I need you to do something for me. If I get all the supernatural materials, I will give you the formula and promotion ceremony of "No Darkness" .”

He asked Paul about the situation. Although he didn't ask for the extraordinary characteristics of the disaster sea snake, fortunately, he got the admission ticket and can participate in this Sunday's "Deep Sea Auction".

The deal was concluded. After the two chatted for a while, Paul opened an illusory door. He stood in front of the door and said with a smile:
"If there is anything, you can summon my messenger, each time you need to pay a silver coin..."

After speaking, Paul stepped into the door with one foot and disappeared from sight.

Lewis memorized the messenger's prayers silently, and when he was promoted to Sequence Six, he might also be able to summon his own messenger, which would bring a lot of convenience to extraordinary communication.

Taking advantage of the night, Lewis returned to the cramped small hotel. The "Deep Sea Auction" did not stop because of his report, and he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Fortunately, the "Deep Sea Auction" seems to have reached a certain tacit agreement with the local Church of Storms, and it is very likely that the extraordinary characteristics of the "Sea Serpent of Disaster" will appear in this auction.

Unfortunately, human trafficking still occurs at auctions, and there is nothing he can do to stop it.

The auction of this gangster is suspected to involve the official church.

……

On Friday morning, Lewis came to the stronghold bar early. He could hear the sound of hitting balls in the billiard room No. 2. Miss Stephanie seemed a little impatient, and even hit the billiards a lot harder.

Ordering a glass of beer, Lewis pushed open the door of No. 2 billiard room, picked up the cue stick, and played two rounds with the opponent.

"Mr. Lewis, your skills have made it difficult for me to keep up." Stephanie looked at the billiard balls that went into the holes one by one, feeling nothing but shock.

In some respects, Lewis surpassed ordinary people too much, which made her realize that ordinary people are vulnerable to these existences beyond common sense.

"Can you tell me what happened? No one has the heart to leave a scar on a beautiful lady's face." Lewis wiped the cue with chocolate powder. He wanted to know something that happened two years ago, so he decided Find out from Miss Stephanie.

"I offended him. If you inquire, you should be able to hear the name 'Grey Wolf'. He is quite famous here." Stephanie squeezed her palm subconsciously. It took a moment to understand the fragility of ordinary people.

In front of these existences beyond common sense, no matter whether it is a knife or a bullet, it is like a child's toy.

"'Grey Wolf'?" Lewis frowned. He had only come to Enmat Port not long ago, so he didn't know the local forces.

The only thing that is certain is that Gray Wolf should also have a strong status within the gang, otherwise, he would never have occupied Miss Stephanie for so long, which required a certain amount of ability.

"If there is a chance, I really want to see him." Lewis said hypocritically.

While chatting, he brought up the topic two years ago when Miss Stephanie first arrived in Enmat.

(End of this chapter)