Mystery: Starting from the Shadow World

Chapter 113 Aura

What surprisingly lenient terms! Even though I'm the weaker party, they've managed to leave me with the most precious things. Philip nodded. "Yes, no problem."

He never dared to hope for the bounty on Qilingus, because it was too hot to handle. Even if he could get 20,000 to 30,000 gold pounds by going through some people with connections and power, the risks would be infinite if he didn't handle it well.

Having learned from the previous experience dealing with Steve, Philip had full trust in Marich and then said, "I have obtained the messenger. I will summon him to remember your scent so that he can notify you directly if anything happens."

"messenger?"

Marich frowned slightly, shook his head with a cold expression, but spoke in an unusually calm tone: "I think you don't understand why so many Sequence Beyonders, even Sequence Five, don't have their own messengers."

"The answer is simple: security."

"The dangers of the spirit world are known to all extraordinary beings. No one dares to pursue power in the incantations used to summon spirit creatures. Therefore, even if a contract is signed by sheer luck, the letter is at risk of being lost when the messenger ventures into the spirit world."

"For most Sequence 5s, when faced with unimportant letters, they usually just need to arrange for their subordinates or people around them to deliver them. When faced with important matters, it is usually the safest to set off themselves."

It turned out to be the case.

After Marich's explanation, Philip's doubts about why messengers couldn't be widely used among the Extraordinary were completely resolved. No wonder many Extraordinary individuals who didn't use the "Death" pathway only became messengers at higher sequences.

In this situation, the summoned spirit creatures will not be fatal no matter what. Not only is there no need to worry about their safety, but they are also powerful enough and safe enough.

However, the Bone Messenger should be qualified, unless God wants me dead. Philip shrugged and smiled, "Don't worry about that, it's reliable enough."

To prove his point, he went outside, asked Kaspass for a white candle, returned to the card room, lit it, and summoned a skeletal messenger four meters tall, whose head was almost piercing through the ceiling.

Upon activating his spiritual vision and seeing the messenger, a flicker of surprise crossed Marich's eyes. He quickly recovered and took control of the undead around him, suppressing their agitated emotions and actions.

A few seconds later.

The "zombie" nodded almost imperceptibly, then commented, "Unless targeted by a special being, this messenger is more than capable of handling most dangers. You are a 'werewolf,' so why were you able to form a contract with this creature from the underworld?"

Marich did not hide his doubts. In his eyes, even a "psychic" at the Sequence 7 level of the "Death" pathway would probably not be able to sign a contract with the Bone Messenger, let alone a completely unrelated "werewolf".

Um, that's a secret. Would you believe me if I said good deeds are rewarded, and that some big shot gave it to me? No, even if you believed me, I wouldn't dare say. While Philip was lost in thought, he turned his head and noticed the messenger had noticed Marich, but quickly looked away. He then smiled and said:

"Sorry, it's a secret."

That hidden being, "Ember," seemed to have nothing to do with the "Death" pathway. It appeared that there were other reasons behind it. Despite his almost expressionless face, Marich was actually thinking actively about the cause, and nodded at the same time, "That's your right."

Philip then subconsciously glanced around, feeling that something strange was amiss in the already chilly room, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it, so he simply ignored it and waved his hand, saying:

"I'm leaving now. If I'm lucky... well, I can't really say whether I'm lucky or not. If I really run into a low-probability event, you'll probably receive my plea for help soon."

Without pausing, he comforted the Bone Messenger and coaxed him back to his senses before leaving the bar without looking back.

Marich sat quietly for a few seconds, then turned his head and said, "Sharon, do you think that if he really does encounter Zilingus, he can successfully deliver the message to us and hold out until we get there?"

"It's difficult."

Two words, uttered in a cold and indifferent tone.

Sharon, dressed in a black gothic-style court dress, gradually appeared in the room. Her azure eyes showed no emotion. "Those who have not faced her directly or witnessed her firsthand can hardly imagine the power of the 'Shepherd'."

"Among the twenty-two sequences, the 'Shepherd' is the most powerful, and can even approach the level of a high sequence."

"Even if Qilingus, this 'Wind Favorite,' is merely an extraordinary item formed from related characteristics, his strength is still above that of ordinary Sequence Five."

Marich listened silently, and only spoke after she finished speaking: "Alright, then why do you still want me to grant your request?"

Sharon did not answer immediately.

She looked towards the doorway, a deep, complex emotion flickering in her azure eyes. Then, her thin lips parted slightly, and she murmured in a cool, detached tone:

"I want to confirm my guess. This is a good opportunity to understand the hidden presence behind Philip Howard. If He lends a hand, I can get closer to the answer."

As she spoke, Sharon's figure slowly disappeared.

The room fell silent once again.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Maric, sitting at the far end of the card table, forced a smile, his expression somewhat unnatural. He then turned his gaze to the zombies on either side and silently continued his game with them.

After leaving the Brave Ones Bar, Philip got back into the rental carriage, put on the black hooded robe, closed his eyes, and exhaled softly and slowly before revealing his new destination.

As the vehicle slowly moved forward, he couldn't help but look out the window at the red moon that was almost directly overhead. Suddenly, he had the idea of ​​bringing Klein over to OMO and asking him to help out.

After all, Sequence 8 "The Clown" is probably an enhancement in agility, based on the performance of that tuxedo clown in Tingen City. Philip will be responsible for tanking damage, while Klein will hide on the edge and take sniper shots. When in doubt, cast the "Sleep" spell and play it safe.

Forget it, who knows if this guy has any chance of being resurrected? It would be bad if he really died. The risk factor is still too high. Philip propped his chin up, trying to imitate Leonard and put on a relaxed and carefree look to stop himself from overthinking.

But the result was still unsatisfactory.

Philip could only focus all his attention on the potential uses of each item he had and the corresponding strategies for playing it.

The "Ember" talisman is completely useless.

"Sleep" talismans, throw a handful at me, they might have a miraculous effect, but unfortunately I have too few saved up.

As for the biotoxin bottle.

(End of this chapter)