I, the leader of the secret sect, will do great things in the infinite world!

Vertin, who was born in the foundation, can provide three clues to the remnants of the overlay painting, including the sun-kissed stone that he has already obtained, and the same red "glove". It is said that one of the faces of the red cup, the "red midwife", was once there. The Cinnabar Cup was born wearing this glove.

The other is a strange guitar.

Although I don’t know how a guitar became a remnant of overpainting, it must be of great significance.

As for the two pieces of information provided by the Reshaping Hand, they are a bit bizarre: one of the overpainting remnants is a half-smoked cigar - it is said that it comes from a certain immortal.

And the last remnant of overpainting is a more paradoxical product: scars.

And the scar must fall on the exile himself...and so on.

Snyder's expression darkened. She seemed to realize something and pulled open her clothes in surprise. Li Lin stretched out his head and stood on tiptoe to look, but Nian blocked his sight with his belly.

On the exile's petite and flat heart, there was a scar that had healed for some time. This wound had already healed when the exile found it, but when he touched it with his fingertips, he could still feel the blood soaking through his fingertips. Coolness.

Like a piece of snow falling on my heart.

The exile has no data vision, but Weilding can feel that this scar, like the Sun Kissed Stone and "Green as the Rain in Memories", has the power to resist the erosion of heavy rain.

Even if Defoe rushed over and smashed the exiles to pieces, the scar on her heart would remain and become a treasure on someone's desk until she was taken in by the Foundation.

But in this way, the image of Arcana is a bit paradoxical, or is it true that the longevity of the secret history is so omniscient?

"So how do we go to sea?" Xing Tiao was the second most heartless person after Li Lin. She pulled off her sunglasses, but her eyes still turned to Li Lin.

In the end, there is no way out for serious thinking, and these guys who can only turn to evil ways for help are really sad.

Li Lin said please ask Gao Ming, he is really not modest.How come he, a guy who is doing trouble everywhere, seems to be a savior.

But Nian said that everyone has already made a decision, and only you can make a choice to help them.

Later, Li Lin had no choice but to read two lines of poetry: "With little strength and heavy responsibilities, the spirit will be exhausted for a long time. If we continue to exhaust ourselves and become mediocre, we will no longer be able to survive." He could only do some small tasks.

The small task was to mark on the chart the next city they would visit - Algiers.

......

"Oh...Master, ah, how could I be like this?"

The forget-me-not's perspective suddenly lowered, as if he was stuffed back into his small and cramped body from the transcendent mental state by some force, and he even felt rather dissatisfied the moment he returned to the body.

But this feeling quickly disappeared - he realized that he had been poisoned by the glow before.

The morbid obsession with higher knowledge, the pursuit of the ultimate brilliance, and even the terrible desire to melt oneself are the symptoms of madness called "fascination".

Arcana's body became thinner and thinner, like an erratic curtain, her figure and face appeared blurry behind the curtain, like a soft mirror that contained countless information and reflected a lot of brilliance. Star-shaped scars run through the mirror——

Just like the dragon with the triple crown of Nian, carrying the blazing bronze sun on its back, and surrounding the orichalcum river, this soft mirror that contains countless information and reflects many rays of light is the real body under the humanoid body of Arcana.

That's why she wears a veil, because whoever lifts her veil will be driven mad by staring into the infinite possibilities of the future.

Forget-me-not quickly lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Arcana's body.

He realized that it was the mentor who interrupted his [Sorrow of the Night's Watch] ceremony and stuffed his naked body back into his body.

If this state continues, even if it doesn't attract the attention of the night watchmen, it will attract the siege of many secret sects, or become food for alien species after entering the forest.

"I was reckless."

The bare skull of the forget-me-not has been repaired under the power of Arcana, and even the crushed eyeball has grown back, but that eye has permanently lost the vision of the waking world, and replaced it with something like The ability to see.

"No, you are quite right."

Arcana's voice is ethereal and distant, and the real her speaks a language resembling Old English.

"but......"

"You must learn to be patient, forget-me-not, we will all get the answers we want." Arcana's figure gradually dissipated with the wind, "If we can't have 'Shen', then focus on exiles and hunters body—if we can't keep the Exiles, we must keep the Hunters."

Forget-me-not closed his eyes, and the shadowy non-human disciples stepped out of the shadows again and gathered around him.

He lowered his head and paid the highest respect to his mentor: "Everything respects your will, ma'am."

......

Krakow.

Krakow is the largest industrial city in southern Poland. As the capital and municipality directly under the Central Government of Krakow Province, it is located on both sides of the upper reaches of the Vistula River. It has a population of about 74 and has a long history. The city was built around 700 AD. One of the oldest cities in Central Europe and home to the Vistula tribe.

Today, the city of Krakow welcomed a group of big guys from the Tantric Cult who were wearing black trench coats and top hats and looked very difficult to mess with.

They are called liquidators in the mysterious world, and their status in the mysterious world is like Colonel Sichen in the Worm Pavilion.

Each has unique skills, fighting spirit and patience are even more shocking, and secret weapons (referring to the ashes ledger and silence technique) bring unexpected surprises to the target.

Both the official forces in Krakow and the gangs living in the streets and alleys of Krakow trembled in front of the liquidator, and the black torrent swept through the streets and alleys like a river.

282 Sword of Krakow

Above the city, on the hills where the winds of longing and fanaticism blew, a crumbling wooden church stood among the desolate leafless oaks.

Its name is the Church of St. Mazana the Pure White, but no one knows where the name of this St. Mazana came from, and how he bled to death, so that he was canonized as a saint. Over time, this church The church that is not pure white has a somewhat ironic name.

White church.

There has always been a local legend in Krakow - on the dome of the White Church, the king of Poland left a scepter that did not belong to him, but hundreds of years have passed, and no one has ever found the scepter. scepter.

The Krakow Cathedral has been renovated several times over the centuries, and the dome of the white church has been disassembled every time. Countless explorers, treasure hunters, and treasure hunters have tried to find the scepter that symbolizes the Polish royal power. But no one ever found it.

As if it was really just a legend.

But as long as you go to the streets and alleys of Krakow, listen carefully to the nursery rhymes floating in the wind, chat with the "artists" who paint by the river, and ask the sleeping old people in the shops with painted masks, they will surely Tell you that's not a legend.

They will describe the story in different languages ​​with different expressions - the king's appearance, age, title are different, and even the appearance of his scepter is also different.

"I'm sure it's a gold and ruby ​​scepter, sir," said the children, and ran away from the alley like a gust of wind.

"Don't believe those children's nonsense, hey, let me tell you, it must be an iron scepter, just like the king's iron crown, it is so heavy that it can break the crown prince's head." The artists used A self-confessed scary tone sells his story to the audience.

"That's wrong, maybe it's not a scepter, maybe it's something else—" The bosses, who were too old to walk, held the stove to warm their hands, and produced a lot of historical evidence, whether true or false, "Who would Stupid enough to hide a golden scepter here? As for the iron scepter, it is even more of a joke."

"Anyway, it can't be an ordinary scepter, maybe it's the magic ball used for the emperor's coronation, or what kind of crown it is."

After the liquidator opened the door of No.11 antique shop and pried the boss's mouth open with gold, he finally revealed a message: "If you really want to know this, go to the 'hospital' Izjok A Shrag."

The liquidator thanked him for the information, silenced him with a knife, and then went to Yizchok Ashrag's house.

Speaking of Izjok Ashrag, Mrs. Krakow often called him "Wizard" and "Warlock", because he always played with those yellowed manuscripts that others could not understand, and the hall of the room was always boiled. With a pot of green soup, he looks just like the wizards people imagine.

The liquidators caught a screaming Izjok Ashrag from under the table and forced him to tell his story about the White Church in Krakow.

Yizchok Ashlag and the exile have been friends for many years. The exile has been providing him with secret manuscripts. He is no stranger to the methods of liquidators, so he recruits them very happily. This is also for the purpose of Suffer less.

——There is indeed a scepter in the White Church in Krakow, but the scepter is not a ritual vessel in the conventional sense.

That is a sword.

The sword is hidden in the bas-relief of Jesus on the dome of the white church in Krakow.

It is the largest building in the Krakow church. The huge cross stands behind the confession podium, and the crucified Jesus' head is level with the dome.

As long as you enter the White Church, you can see this majestic building, but as a liquidator, you more or less know the secret history hidden in myths and legends.

——For example, Jesus, the anointed one of the Orthodox Church and the Messiah in the apocalypse, is actually the signatory of Sichen Ant Mother. In order to practice his teachings, he opened himself up in a terrifying and horrifying way. The Queen of Heaven was favored by the power of the forest and returned as a zombie.

He finally ascended into the woodland and became one of the names of the ant mother.

The liquidators smashed the head of the statue of Jesus in the Krakow church and took out the sword.

The hilt of this sword has extremely complicated lines, and the end is a ball—according to the shape, it should be the crowning sword of the king of Poland, transliterated as Szczerbik sword.

During the coronation ceremony, the Polish king held a sword in one hand and a scripture scroll in the other to demonstrate the king's civil and military skills.

Just as a coronation sword, the hilt of the Szczerbik sword is usually engraved with the achievements of the king, and the blade is bright, which plays an important role in the ceremony.

No matter what, this coronation sword should never see the light of day.

But this sword is different. The deeds of kings engraved on its hilt have never been recorded in any history books, and its blade and body have both properties of firmness and sharpness. It seems that it was born for Slices the flesh of an enemy in combat.

On the blade of the sword near the hilt, the name of the sword is engraved - "The Broken Sword Albreh".

The liquidator has tried many methods, but none can leave any traces on the sword, and the sword seems to be able to cut through anything, at least there is nothing it can't cut yet.

Under this circumstance, Defoe arrived in Krakow and took the Polish King Sword as a matter of course.

For Defoer, he needs to know more history, for example, he knows the answers in nursery rhymes, stories and legends. This weapon named Abbrecht, the Incomplete Sword, is going to face a A queen who was never born in this world.

She appeared in the previous history, and now the weapon specially designed to kill her has come to this era-the torrential rain brought by the tide washed away the queen and the unfinished city, but did not wash away the weapon.

This means that this weapon that cannot be washed away is also a relic of the previous era, and it is one of the unknown "remnants of overpainting".

Defoer has already experimented with it, and can even easily cut through the bodies of the immortals who have descended into the world, forcing them to return to the Mansu.

The leader of the liquidators, Defoe, is a fearsome killing god in a normal state, but now Defoe, holding the incomplete sword Abrecht, should interpret his madness, tyranny, and strength?

In just one day, thirteen large-scale gangster families in Krakow were wiped out. Damn it, can Defoer, who owns the incomplete sword Abrecht, make people feel fearful and terrifying?

Of course you can... easily.

Except for his ignorant daughter who chose to rebel.

......

At the same time, several people were sailing on the route to Algiers.

283 The Twins of the Sea: You Stripped My Vest, Did You

The sea in this era is not calm, and it is eager to swallow human lives. From this point of view, the worship of the sea by people in the East and West for 3000 years has probably never escaped one theme, and that is peace.

People in ancient Mycenae and Greece prayed to the seagulls hovering on the sails at the port when their families went out to sea, and presented rose-colored pearls to the sailors who were about to go to sea, hoping that they would meet the nymphs and nymphs in the sea. When you are a siren mermaid, you can use rose-colored pearls as travel expenses.

Coincidentally, in the Ming Dynasty in the east, people worship the goddess of the sea named Mazu. It is said that her mortal body drowned in the sea to save the shipwreck, and the real her ascended into the temple behind the world to become a god. Along the coast of Zhejiang Province, from the Southeast Asia to the Far East subcontinent, the beliefs of Mazu and Shuique Immortals are blooming everywhere.

Even in a world without mystical powers, sailors would remain in awe of the sea, let alone in the waking world.

Starbow dropped a rose-colored pearl into the sea and watched it sink to the bottom with a plop.

"What are you doing?" the exile asked curiously.

As a blood of the earth, she basically stayed away from the ocean. If she had no other choice, she would not choose the sea route to escape around the Mediterranean Sea.

Under the worst predictions, the exiles would even go through the Strait of Gibraltar and go far away to the archipelago in the western sea, hoping that they would not be found by Defoe.

But if that step is really reached, due to the harsh environment and wild climate of the islands in the western sea, it is impossible for the liquidator who only works on the European continent to go there. No matter how powerful Defoer is, he can only come alone. Not bad for the exiles.

Xing Biao whistled happily: "Ah, of course this is to ask for the blessing of the Sea God."

It seems so natural.

The apple floating in the air on the other side said: "Maybe Miss Snyder doesn't know, let someone from Apple explain it——In our time, the UK has promulgated the "Occultist Protection Act", and everyone Mystics have their own identity codes from birth, so the beliefs of mystics and supernatural beings are legally preserved."

"I really can't see that you are someone who believes in the sea god." The exile shrugged.

"This is why I have to mention the right to freedom of belief." Xing Tiao reached out and pinched the sunglasses with her index finger and thumb and lifted her eyes, "I want the freedom to believe in anything, and I also have the freedom not to believe in anything— —So, no one can force me to do anything or not to do anything.”

This is a very free and rock 'n' roll guy.Although the exile has different personalities from Xing Antimony, she understands and respects him, which is why they have a good relationship.

"Ahem -" Xing Antimony leaned on the railing of the ship's side and pulled on his plaid scarf with some pride, "So having said that -"

She seemed to realize something and looked at the exile with some surprise: "How much do you know about the beliefs and taboos of the sea?"

"To be precise, I know nothing about it." The exile took out an orange from the suitcase he carried with him without changing his expression and handed it over. "People only know that the twin witches and twin witches in Sichen seem to be related to the sea."

"Thank you."

Starbow took the orange and peeled off its skin with her nails. The sea breeze blew her golden hair under the beret, so that the apple had to fall on her head to help hold her hair down.

"Thank you, Mr. Apple." After thanking Apple, Xing Biao considered the word order, and soon entered the teaching state.

"You are right what you said before. The Twins of the Sea are gods in charge of all water bodies. Legend has it that one of them is a princess and the other is a witch. They were born in different wombs, but they longed for union because of forbidden love, and finally died due to drought. Forced to throw himself into the sea to die."

"You mean..." the exile squeezed his chin, "you mean forbidden love, right?"

Xing Mo nodded heavily: "That's what you think."

The reason why he didn't speak out was because he was afraid of being retaliated by the narrow-minded twins at sea.

"Actually, there are historical records." Wilding appeared on the deck, her complexion was not very good, and she didn't wear the bowler hat left by her mother on her head, and her silver-green hair was simply tied into a ponytail .

Her adaptability to ocean voyages is the worst of all. Since Rostock went to sea, she has almost always stayed in the cabin, and only rarely went to the deck to get some air.

"Our lord of the government is about to start class." The exile smiled narrowly, and took out another citrus from his pocket like a magic trick, "Eat some fruit."

"...Thank you." Wilding took the citrus hesitantly. She found that she was gradually adapting to this era. It's not that the eras she experienced before were not unforgettable enough, but the environment of this era is affecting her in turn. , causing more perceptual emotions to appear in her originally maintained rational thinking.