Anvis stopped in front of a house that was as bad as the rest of the buildings here.
The coating originally used for waterproofing has peeled off, the door has a rusted lock, and the dilapidated walls are full of small cracks for air leakage, and even the dark interior can be seen.
On the wall next to the door, there was a wooden board nailed with rusty iron nails, and someone used a dull knife to carve a line of slightly crooked writing on it.
21--Lex
"Sir Qiaomu, I'm sorry."
After confirming the location, Anvis gently stepped aside and allowed Howling Knight Jom to investigate and detect whether there was any danger lurking in the room.
This was the abode of one of the pagans, who hid himself here, while the other's abode was adjacent to him.
Qiao Mu nodded calmly and walked to the door. The powerful eighth-level spiritual power burst out of his body, like an invisible storm, sweeping across the entire dilapidated house in an instant.
Different from the large-scale rough mental power detection on the first day, this time it is a small-scale precise detection. Even if there are some highly hidden things, their true colors will be revealed under such detection.
In the perception of mental power, the indoor environment is ordinary. Except for a weak magic reaction, there is no hidden source of high-energy magic power.
"There is a magic trap, but it is not a threat to us, Sir Avis."
Withdrawing his mental power, Qiaomu turned to Anvis.
"Okay, then let's go in and take a look."
Avis nodded.
After hearing this, Qiao Mu casually picked the broken lock, opened the dilapidated building that was more like a shed than a house, and entered the room before Anvis.
A ball of flame with a hint of black and green suddenly rose, but it was unable to be extinguished before it even got close to Qiao Mu's body surface.
No other changes occurred, and Avis stepped into them as well.
As soon as he entered the door, a pungent, almost rotting stench of corpses hit his face, directly fuming Anvis and turned on the air cleaning force field.
Then, he briefly looked around.
The interior decoration is very simple, with wooden wardrobes that are heavily moth-eaten, wooden beds with rodent bite marks, and old tables and chairs that are completely mismatched in size.
Everything can only be described as tattered.
Anvis used his mental power and roughly searched the items here.
Sadly, nothing of value remains.
Leaving this house, Anvis went to the other one next to it.
Different from the first house, in the house of another pagan, there is an old desk with drawers that was picked up from somewhere.
After a brief search, a notebook-like thing caught Avis's attention.
The notebook was hidden in a locked drawer on the desk, and a magic trap was also set on the lock of the drawer.
Of course, like the first trap, this was of no use to the Anvis duo.
This notebook was bound with a kind of animal skin paper, which was contaminated with the same evil and alien power as the pendant. The content was incomplete, and the last part was burned by some unknown force.
After checking whether there were any hidden harmful effects, Avis opened the leather cover.
On the title page with a slightly blackened edge, a slightly frantic sentence came into view.
“When the truth comes to this world again, the original moon will take us back home——”
The handwriting was dark red, with a faint smell of rust, and seemed to be written with some kind of blood.
Different from the title page, the entire text is written in ordinary ink, and the content is a very fragmented record of the daily records of this esoteric cultist, with large sections of grammatical and unclear prayers interspersed in the middle.
However, if you search carefully, you can still find some information that can be read.
'Another day, another day, endless, endless, like a wheel that never stops turning. But this long wait is finally coming to an end...'
'The day of the party is coming, still in the remains of the icy Messejica wasteland. Is this the third to last time, or is it the second time? I can't remember clearly...but it doesn't matter anymore, the time is coming. '
'The ragged body is no longer necessary, ah, it is no longer necessary! '
'The pain subsided, my soul burned, reflected in the rising phosphorescence... I saw...'
At this point, the notes came to an abrupt end, and only darkness remained in the latter part.
Closing the notes in his hand, Anvis briefly recalled the topographic information of the island.
Messejika Wasteland is a deserted rocky wilderness at the foot of the ancient mountains on the north side of the island.
There have been many awakenings of the Earth Dragon in history, but none of them caused major changes to its terrain.
There, the concentration of the cursed force field is close to that of the highest ancient mountains. The environment is almost barren, but there are many ancient ruins left by the ancestors of the unknown islands.
As a mysterious organization with a sense of evil from beginning to end, it does seem to make sense that the Moon Calling Secret Cult would gather there.
The notebook itself can be used as a prophecy medium to help Anvis find the specific ruins location.
There may be some difficulties if we directly predict where the esoteric believers will gather.
But if it only predicts where the person who owns this notebook has been, there should be no problem.
Putting away the notes, Anvis had no intention of staying here any longer.
When I walked out of the dilapidated shack, the sun was already high in the misty pale sky.
Anvis could sense that in the similarly dilapidated houses around them, there were many eyes hidden in the darkness of the house, silently watching the two strangers with some unexplainable meaning.
At any time, the residents of the ghetto were always very xenophobic.
When he was about to leave this slum area, Anvis saw the familiar sexy Night Butterfly again, who wanted to show him the special services of the room.
At this time, she was wearing a red tight skirt that was slightly outdated but could still outline her seductive curves, and she was wearing high heels of the same color.
Two brown-haired men in filthy clothes, with exposed strong bronze arms, walked beside her and made waves of obscene laughter from time to time.
So, this is probably how she knew where the esoteric cultists lived.
Looking at the three people walking towards the depths of the slums, Anvis shook his head and turned to leave.
Now that the relevant information has been collected, it’s time to truly experience the hospitality of this island.
The relics of the Moon Calling Tantric Reunion, the caves where the Tantric Cult worshiped, the gem mines deep underground in the mountains, and the blessings of the Rai Temple.
The last one has to wait until a specific time, but the other three locations are always accessible.
So, let’s start exploring the cave you need first.
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