Arthur Merlin seemed to have no choice but to smile bitterly and light a cigarette.
Evan Burns, who had been observing the scene closely, gradually came to appreciate what was happening in the royal cemetery while the crimson "weeds" were withering.
Whether it was the terrifying fire starter or the astonishing black-haired woman, they seemed to be strong men invited by Arthur. And the fire starter seemed to be planning to use the royal family's undead to appease the deep fire that was about to burst out of his body. Unfortunately, the effect of the ceremony was not as good as expected and it got out of control.
And the woman used her own strength to forcefully complete this nearly collapsed ritual...
When Ivan tried to tell everything he had seen and heard, Arthur, who was standing far away, came to everyone:
"Yes, this is Weinsteiger's 'extinguishing ceremony'..."
"Extinguishing ceremony?"
The deep fire finally subsided, and a burly man was half-kneeling in front of the coffin. His clothes were completely ruined and he was dripping with sweat. His skin reflected the light and seemed to be glowing with oil. You can see a ring-like pattern on his upper abdomen. Although the deep fire has been extinguished, the pattern still lights up with the breath.
The tall woman in black put the hairpin back into her hair. She looked at Sean and his party, but did not get closer. The lingering charm of the ancient dragon tomb has not disappeared. After the deep fire is extinguished, people can realize the faint sadness in this situation.
"Let me introduce you." Arthur Merlin stretched out his hand, "Gustav Weinsteiger and Zhong Buran. These two are my teammates."
As if a little guilty for the commotion he caused, Weinsteiger lowered his head: "Every full moon, a deep fire breaks out in the body. Fortunately in my hometown, I have a church that I often go to. My father helped suppress it—he was a senior priest.
"But outside, you can only find a suitable method nearby..." A strong Hermann accent. The man stood up, and Yue Guang couldn't help but widen his eyes. The man in front of him was tall but without a trace of fat, and his huge muscles were full of barbarism. But contrary to what his body suggests, Gustav seems to be an elegant man.
"He has the blood of the deep people, and his soul was designated as a 'counterattack stronghold' by the sinners of the gods underground..." Arthur exhaled a puff of smoke. The air here was still thick with sulfur. "The test he has to endure is beyond what ordinary people can do. Imagine.”
"It is a test and also a training." Gustave seemed to have always had clothes on hand, and had already put on a new shirt. "The flames deep in the world have purified my soul."
The bronze horns on his head were gone when he was burning, and the dark and empty expression was also gone. The big man in front of him had a calm temperament and his hair was a little sparse.
"I originally thought that the royal tomb, which best embodies the impermanence of the world, can calm the deep fire..." Arthur looked at another teammate, who seemed unwilling to be close to others, "In the end, Ms. Zhong still needs to take action."
The collar of the windbreaker stood up, and those black eyes held a rare spiritual brilliance.
"By the way, it's worth saying - I'm afraid Bu Ran is better than me as the captain." Arthur had that wry smile again on his face. Sean and others were surprised.
Little is known about the Questers of Eastern origin, but one thing Sean knows: these long-distance travelers are strong.
Yongye Ark couldn't help but look at her back. Everyone in the association knows that Arthur's teammates are all over the world and can be called the "international team." Among them, there is an oriental woman nicknamed "Ninth Generation Hualong". Explorers from the East are very rare. The so-called "nine generations of dragons" must be Ms. Zhong Buran in front of me.
Sean knew that "transforming into a dragon" was similar to becoming a god in the Eastern context. Since you have transformed into a dragon in nine lives, why do you still stay in the eternal world?
The hairpin between the black silk is like white jade, but also like bone. Sean could sense the unyielding aura exuding from Buran that was far beyond ordinary people. The New Zealand reporter realized that there was a profound story behind Arthur’s teammate.
Solomon was also in the team at this time, and Sean suddenly realized that in this royal tomb, there might be enough power to suppress the coming of an evil god.
The purpose of everyone present was to rescue the female chess player.
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Through the branch of the Explorers Association, Arthur obtained the right to use a vacant mansion. This building, not far from Hasenhill Castle, had a mysterious runaway thirteen years ago, and all members of the owner's family were killed. Strange disappearance. Only seekers are willing to stay here.
After settling in with their teammates, Sean, Arthur and Solomon gathered in the living room on the first floor. As a branch asset, the mansion can always play a role, so the branch regularly sends people to clean up and take care of it. The room is surprisingly clean.
The thick curtains blocked most of the light, making the room as dark as night even though it was noon. It was the New Testament detective's alcohol-free period when he went on the mission, which made him a little irritated. He glanced to the side and saw the vision of the past here - the owner's family named Jorich, five men and women with vague faces were sitting on the table nearby, holding hands...
Here they used to perform psychic rituals.
"Our advice seems to have worked." Solomon on the side obviously does not have Arthur's vision. He is sitting in the body of the phantom of the past, but he is still beaming with joy. "I called Langzhiwan. He didn't say it directly, but I heard What he meant was that Schrödinger's mouth was loose."
Sean looked at Arthur. The latter was looking at the five blurry people from the past. Their ritual is falling apart, and a disgusting otherworldly thing appears on the table. Almost instantly, Arthur knew their story.
A half-baked psychic organization called "New Dawn." Consecrate a Queen-level psychic as the Supreme Master. Trying without knowing the depth to gain mystical power. The table is full of errors and omissions, and handwritten notes with various personal assumptions added. The chaotic drama of the struggle for legitimacy and control within the organization...
Arthur sighed in his heart: For ordinary people, awe and staying away from mystery is a virtue. However, finding some kind of strong support is a common need of many hearts...
So tragedies like this happen again and again.
He did not share what he had pieced together in three blinks of an eye. Instead, he turned his starry eyes and continued the current topic: "Schrödinger relented? That's really great news."
"Our goal is to rescue Alicia. That means we have more time and opportunities." Sean said.
Arthur nodded: "Yes. The current situation is much better than I imagined."
"How to get her free?" It was previously known through Solomon that Arthur's plan was to negotiate. But Sean realized one thing: Arthur's team is currently here, and if it joins forces with the Ocean City branch, forced rescue is not impossible.
"That's the last option." Arthur smiled. He was referring to the "forced rescue" that Sean had in mind.
But the second half of Sean's words didn't come out at all.
Conversations with Arthur always have this strange, indescribable feeling. He can understand the unspoken meaning of the speaker through some subtle details. For example, he just felt that Sean's ectoplasm showed a slight aggression while asking questions, so he knew that he was considering a rescue plan by force...
Sean knew Arthur's ability, so he did not deliberately suppress the expression of the soul, and accepted this method of communication - although it was indescribably strange, communication was faster.
"In order to ensure that Alicia is safe," Arthur said, "perhaps, we have to give up on Wright."
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