Austin's body slowly straightened, he folded his hands in front of him, lowered his head slightly, and asked, "What is Farmar's Heart?"
Ingrahan blinked and asked doubtfully: "Since you don't know what Farmar's Heart is, what is your purpose of looking for me?"
Austin thought for a while and said, "I need an artifact related to the soul. I heard that sir, you may have relevant clues."
"Oh?" Ingrahan stood up from the sofa and walked around the coffee table in the middle. "An artifact related to the soul... Where did you get the news?"
He suddenly turned his head and stared at Austin, with blue flames flashing in his eyes.
"A pirate named Bills." Austin's expression remained unchanged and he talked seriously.
"Bills? That legendary guy who can absorb other people's souls?"
"Yes, I used a fake artifact to exchange this information with him."
"Oh... So that's it..." Ingrahan rubbed his chin and muttered, "I have to say that that guy is pretty well-informed. Has he disclosed this information to anyone else besides you?"
Austin's eyes flickered and he replied calmly: "I think it's gone."
"That's good." Ingrahan stopped pacing and nodded slightly.
"Then, please give me a price for the relevant clues about this artifact." Austin brought the topic back in time.
Ingrahan bent down and patted Austin's cheek gently, "I'm sorry, I don't want more people to know this clue."
Austin raised his eyebrows and resisted taking action: "The price I can offer may satisfy you, such as a crystal artifact that can save your life at critical moments."
"Oh, is it so?"
"I hope you can think about it." Austin tried his best to sound sincere.
"Speaking of which, do you really not know Farmar's Heart?"
Austin squinted his eyes, and his sense of danger was triggered at this moment. The surrounding environment seemed to change at this moment. He quietly pressed the call bell, and as expected, there was no reaction outside the door.
Ingrahan took off his leather jacket and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt above his elbows, revealing his forearms with bulging veins and twists.
"I do have such a clue about a very powerful soul realm artifact." Ingrahan put down his tied hair again, "But since I have already obtained it, maybe it is better for others not to ask anymore. "
After saying that, blue flames ignited in Ingrahan's eyes, and madness gradually drove away reason.
"I have isolated this space alone. Even if there is an explosion, I won't feel anything outside." Ingrahan pushed his hair back with his hands and laughed: "Come on, let's have an explosion in this cage." A hearty duel! If you win, I will give you the artifact directly!"
"Really?" Austin sighed and looked at Ingrahan with a complicated expression, "I originally thought you were a talent, but I didn't expect you to be a reckless man."
Ingra Khan was furious, and blue flames burned crazily, spurting out from his eyes and nostrils.
Austin was still sitting, watching helplessly as this angry guy rushed toward him.
Then he pulled out an ancient flintlock gun.
"Brother, times have changed."
The bullet containing divine power came out of the barrel along with the black gunfire, and a black sea anemone with teeth and claws bloomed at the muzzle.
At such a close distance, Ingra Khan has no way to avoid it, but he doesn't believe that a flintlock gun can kill him. You are not the only one who has an artifact that can save your life!
Then, Ingrahan's vision went dark.
I got up, and it was shot in seconds. What's there to say?
Austin threw the flintlock aside, squatted down and poked an extra sea anemone on the ground, and then began to rummage through the mess next to it - a pile of clothes, a ring and a necklace.
The ring and necklace were supposed to be two pseudo-artifacts owned by Ingra Khan, but the artifact Ingra Khan said was not found.
"Damn, I didn't expect you to have such a method! You despicable, shameless, and unpirate-minded bitch!" Ingrahan had regained his consciousness and began to yell at Austin.
Austin glanced at him, tried hard to hold back his smile, and asked calmly: "Where is the artifact you have been talking about?"
"Asshole! When I change back, I will break you into pieces and throw you into the sea to feed the fish! And your family and friends, I swear I will find them and make them all into sea anemones! You son of a bitch! "
"Stop screaming. If you tell me where that artifact is, I will change you back right now."
"Son of a bitch! You will never get it in your life. He is in my body and has become my heart! Hahahaha!"
"Heart of Farmar?" Austin nodded. He had already guessed that the soul-related artifact might be the Heart of Farmar that Ingrahan had always cared about.
"That's right! It can repair damaged souls. Is that why you came here? Hahaha, it's a pity that the person who needs it will be disappointed. It has become a part of me!"
"What if I kill you?"
"It's useless! As soon as it leaves its mother's body, it will die immediately. Go die with regrets, you son of a bitch!"
Austin raised his eyebrows, understanding in his heart, and sneered: "Then you should continue to be your sea anemone with regrets, Mr. Ingrahan, the person hit by the Black Anemone Grip will forever become an anemone."
Ingrahan, who had been cursing continuously, became silent when he heard this. Austin took this opportunity to wrap the anemone in his clothes, picked up the ring and necklace and left the room.
"Mr. Ingrahan needs to consider the conditions I proposed. I don't want anyone to disturb him." Austin closed the door and took two steps before turning back and handing the still faintly feverish pirate gold coin to the man waiting at the door. Waiter, "If someone from the money-worshiping sect comes later, give this to him."
After that, he left the arena leisurely.
I believe Mariano will really like this new potted plant.
"It seems that your contractor is not very friendly." The shirtless boy rested his elbow on the armrest of the seat, propped up one cheek, and looked at Mariano who walked into the room with a smile.
"Really? I think it's appropriate to deal with it this way. It solves the trouble without causing any loss of life, and even Baie Island can have one more ship on hand. Isn't it great?" Mariano was very natural. He sat down on the chair opposite Gary, his tone calm and indifferent.
Gary laughed out loud after hearing this: "If you just want the Heart of Farmar, just ask your contractor to bring the token. What are you doing here? You're not trying to trick an old man like me, are you? ?”
"Don't worry, I'm different from those lunatics. I'm not interested in devouring your soul." Mariano sat up slightly, "I'm here to talk to you about cooperation."
"Cooperation?" The smile on Gary's face became even bigger. "My money-worshipping cult is as rich as any country. Is there anything in this world that money can't buy? Why should I cooperate with you?"
"You are too old, Gary." Mariano shook her head gently, "You have stayed in this world for too long. I can feel that your soul is fading and losing. It has been a long time since you last showed your body at sea. For nearly forty years, maybe you can no longer appear alone at sea, right?"
Gary's expression became a little sad. He turned his head and glanced out the window. There were a large number of crystals placed around this secret dock. They were all artifacts or pseudo-artifacts that could replenish soul power. Mariano was indeed right. If Without their support, Gary couldn't even sail.
"Ordinary artifacts are no longer useful to you, right?"
"If it was useful, Farmar's Heart should be beating in my chest right now." Gary shook his head with a wry smile, "Since you said cooperation, then I want to know what you can provide to solve my problem."
Mariano did not speak immediately, but looked around as if looking for something.
"Don't worry, I used several destiny-related artifacts to distort the existence and destiny of this room. Even gods can't spy on our conversation."
"I can give you a fragment of divinity from the seven righteous gods."
Gary's breathing paused for a moment, and then he asked doubtfully: "Are you crazy? Or are you contaminated by the evil god?"
Mariano shook her head: "I am not crazy, nor am I bewitched by evil gods."
"What do you want to do?" Gary rubbed his hair irritably.
"They have existed for too long, and their souls have long been decayed, just like you."
"I did hear the bishop of the God of Commerce say that in the past ten years, the gods have responded less and less to the calls of believers, and the oracles given to those favored by the gods have also begun to become strange."
"There are fewer responses because they are no longer able to maintain their consciousness, the time to wake up is getting shorter and shorter, and the oracles have become weird. One is because the separation of divinity and humanity has caused confusion, and the other is because they are trying various Methods to save oneself.”
"Where did you know this?"
"I happen to have a fragment of Poseidon's humanity here." Mariano's tone was indifferent, as if she was just telling a trivial matter.
Gary stood up suddenly, frowning, and his voice was trembling: "What's going on? How could you..."
"As I just said, the gods' humanity and divinity were separated. Now, the independent fragments of humanity have acquired self-awareness. How can they be willing to return to the cage after they have tasted freedom?"
"I understand, you made a deal with a fragment of human nature, and you want to help him completely separate from the gods and become an independent individual." Gary swallowed, feeling afraid of his guess, "To do this, You have to erase the divinity that would affect him, right?”
Mariano nodded: "I know that you have made great achievements in the study of souls over the years, so I want to ask you for help. After the work is completed, I can give you a share of the divine fragments."
"Aren't you afraid that I will reveal today's conversation?" Gary's mood had calmed down, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"If we cooperate, we must make a contract. If we do not reach cooperation, I will naturally have a way to erase today's conversation." Mariano took out a pirate gold coin from nowhere and placed it between the fingers of the back of her hand. Flip.
"If you don't make changes, your decline will be your destiny. Are you really willing to do this?"
After saying this, Mariano threw the gold coin in her hand towards Gary.
