The two looked at each other, and Joey suggested:
"Or, pull it out!"
When he said this, his eyes were fixed on Gul Fredman's wound without blinking.
There seemed to be something attracting him.
The original process was to wait for the forensic examiner from the Sheriff's Department to come and conduct an inquest on the body of the deceased.
The strong throbbing from deep inside made him unable to control himself. His body moved towards Gur uncontrollably, and he stretched out his hand to hold the weird weapon.
The moment I touched it, I only remember a dizzy feeling coming from me.
The whole person seemed to be plunged into endless darkness. The feeling of weightlessness and blindness made him panic for a moment.
I wanted to shout, but my throat seemed to be choked by something and I couldn't make any sound.
In the darkness, he could only move forward helplessly, as if there was an endless river of time beneath his feet.
Deep in the river, something seemed to be calling him forward.
This feeling was amazing, and he could even clearly feel the twisting of the life breath in his body.
The further we walked, the more intense the wave of life became.
"Bang!" While walking forward, I tripped over something and fell uncontrollably. When I tried to get up, I found that my feet seemed to have lost their support.
Unable to stand up after several attempts, he had no choice but to crawl on the ground.
In this space, except for the faint directional pulling force, nothing else can be felt, no sound can be heard, and the dark curtain blocks all sight.
Above his head, in the distant sky, beyond the darkness, or above the starry sky, there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking down at him indifferently, staring at his every move.
Suddenly, my head seemed to hit something, soft and warm, like a mass of mucous membrane.
He tried desperately to rush out, and with a 'plop' sound, he finally broke through the blocking film.
At this moment, he seemed to have become the Eye of God hanging high in the sky.
He could clearly see that in the middle of a huge magic circle, there was a meat ball standing upright. It was like a shelled egg, crystal clear.
A tiny baby crawled out of the eggshell. It looked like a porcelain doll, with fair skin and a layer of viscous transparent liquid covering its body.
There were eight people kneeling around the magic circle, three women and five men.
They were covered in black robes, had their hands clasped together in prayer, and were chanting obscure incantations.
As they chanted, the magic array on the ground suddenly lit up with a bright light.
The baby was sitting on the ground, giggling with his mouth open.
It's just that the smile is full of evil and gloomy, which should not appear on the face of a newborn.
It slowly crawled towards the eggshell on which it was born, then opened its mouth and bit into it.
The baby, who was not supposed to have teeth, made a crunching sound in his mouth.
Not only that, its body is growing at an extremely fast rate.
By the time the eggshell is eaten, the baby has reached the age of seventeen or eighteen.
It stood in the center of the magic circle, like a king who ruled the world, looking at his courtiers with contempt.
It opened its mouth and uttered a sharp syllable.
Joey was still speculating whether this could be a resurrection ritual for some evil god.
I saw that the group of 8 people who were supposed to be devout believers rushed towards the people in the center of the circle.
The scene was like ripples on the water's surface, with ripples appearing. When calm returned, the man in the center of the magic circle had been cut into pieces.
Eight people divided the man's body into several parts.
The scene turned again, and Joey found that the eight people looked much older, but judging from their clothes, these people's current status was definitely extraordinary.
The ruby on the brim of one of them's hat alone is worth a lot of money.
They seemed to be arguing about something. Looking up, Joey realized that these people were on a sailboat.
The dark sea water is filled with waves from time to time.
The eight people argued for a long time, and finally seemed to reach a consensus. A box was placed on the table in front of them.
The box was opened, and inside was a strange-looking short knife, which was exactly the one inserted into Gur's chest.
They threw the box into the sea, and then the sailboat sailed away. There were several such boxes. They drove the sailboat to different locations and threw the boxes into the sea.
The scene turned again, showing eight people desperately ill. After their death, no one knew how long had passed.
One day, a box covered with seaweed was salvaged by fishermen.
The gears of fate turned again, and the descendants of the eight people seemed to be inspired by something, and they began to search for the lost box.
That inexplicable power drove them to look for the box, and the things inside the box exuded the will of convergence.
Finally, 8 people gathered on an island and began to perform ritual magic.
In the center of the array is a huge fireball emitting scorching heat.
Halfway through the summoning ceremony, one of the eight people seemed to wake up from a big dream. She used the knife to kill the others, and finally she fell in a pool of blood.
The scene changes again, and a ship lands on the island. This is a group of pirates. They have harvested a lot of treasure on the island.
When leaving the island, he also took an item with him.
In the next scene, Joey saw someone he was familiar with, Anne Bullock.
She was playing with the broken blade in her hand.
The scene ends abruptly here.
Suddenly, he regained consciousness in an instant, and Benny's rough voice came to his ears:
"Why are you in a daze!"
"Nothing," he mumbled.
With a little force, he pulled out the broken blade stuck in Gur's chest.
The broken blade was crystal clear, the size of an arm, and the surface was very smooth, and blood stains could not stay on it at all.
"This thing can't be an extraordinary item, right?"
"Let me take a look." Benny took the broken blade, looked at it carefully, shook his head and said, "If you can't feel it, go back and send it to the church for testing."
At this time, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside.
People from the Sheriff's Department are here, as well as forensic doctors, leaving professional matters to professionals.
Seeing that nothing happened, Joey found a reason to leave.
Benny was busy dealing with follow-up matters, so he had no choice but to say: "Okay, I'll look for you when the test results come out."
. . .
Joey was in a hurry to leave, partly because he felt bored, and partly because he saw a familiar figure among the crowd.
Along the way, he didn't show any strange behavior. He just bought some ingredients on the street and rushed home.
He couldn't be sure whether Benny was watching him from the dark.
It wasn't until he opened the door that he lowered his guard.
"What are you doing!"
Anne Block's cold voice came from the living room.
"What do you think?"
Putting down the things he bought, he seemed to have expected that Annie would come to him.
He walked into the kitchen and asked in reply: "There is only boiling water, do you want to drink it?"
Annie's originally calm face turned cold in an instant.
"Why did you appear at No. 9 Levitt Street, why did you appear next to him, and what did you want to do?" She asked three questions in a row.
"Heh." Joey shrugged, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I thought you wouldn't be anxious."
Funny, I thought she only had a poker face. Joey thought for a while and said as he walked: "Don't worry, I came into contact with Benny Hoyland as an outsider."
Passing the water glass to the table in front of Annie, he looked directly into her amber eyes: "I don't want to be a confused person who doesn't know anything."
After waiting for a long time, he didn't get a response from Anne. He smiled dryly and said softly: "I promise, I didn't betray you."
After hearing this, Annie's complexion finally improved a little.
"What do you want to know?"
By now, she also knew that if she didn't reveal something, things might develop in an uncontrollable direction.
When she thought of this, she glared at Joey with her beautiful eyes. Secretly, he is really a hateful guy.
"Hehe" Joey opened his mouth and said happily: "That's right."
"First of all, tell me what happened under the pool on Ghost Island."
"Second point, why do you always want to blow up the Church of Light?"
Annie stared into Joey's eyes and took a long breath, her thoughts seemed to be pulled far away.
After waiting for about ten seconds, he slowly spoke and told a story about a curse.
In an era I don’t know how long ago, the Church of the Seven Holy Ones had not yet been established, and disputes continued among various countries on the continent. Among them, the church with the largest number of believers was the Church of Poseidon.
The Poseidon Church has followers all over the world. Without the gods, the Poseidon Church has grown wildly.
Just when everyone thought that Poseidon was about to rule the Third Age, He disappeared.
It was difficult for believers to get a response from Him. It was also at this time that the Church of the Seven Gods quickly rose up and divided up the territory that originally belonged to Poseidon.
However, this speed is very slow, because the Poseidon Church also has a saint who is known as the most powerful saint under the gods.
Feldman relied on tyrannical methods to forcibly curb the expansion of the temple.
The major churches maintained a brief period of peace with each other.
During this time, Foldman had been trying to awaken Poseidon.
No one knows what he did. They only know that when he performed ritual magic, he was besieged by the temple and failed.
Since then, the era of the Seven Gods has come, and the Poseidon Church has slowly withdrawn from the stage of history.
Hearing this, Joey interrupted abruptly: "Can you tell me the key points? I don't want to hear the story." He silently added in his mind: There is so much nonsense.
He couldn't help but think of his crazy boss in his previous life.
Annie rolled her eyes at him angrily: "Can you shut up?"
"Okay." He shrank his neck.
Anne continued.
The curse stems from a formula left by Fuldman. As mentioned before, Joey also knows about this.
It's nothing more than solving this formula and getting some powerful power from it.
"There is a secret about the resurrection of Poseidon hidden in Fulde Manra's formula"
Anne's face became more solemn:
"That formula is like a set of keys that open the abyss. Anyone who comes into contact with it will be unable to suppress the desire to unlock it."
Even if Annie didn't say anything about this, he would still have guessed it. After thinking about it, he immediately said, "What does this have to do with the dreamland?"
In fact, from beginning to end, Joey had great doubts about the dreamland.
"Do you know what the Dreamland experiment is?" This is what he is most concerned about. After all, Barbara was arrested because of this experiment.
"Do you know what kind of organization the Mermaid Forest is?" He asked several questions in succession.
"Are you done?" No matter how good-tempered Anne was, her face turned dark at this time. She was interrupted one after another, which made her very angry.
"Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore, you speak slowly." Joey waved his hands repeatedly and smiled, secretly annoyed that he was too impatient.
In fact, he couldn't be blamed for this. Although Anne had promised that Barbara was safe now, he couldn't help but feel unsure.
Thinking about his lovely sister and his brother Wilson whose memory he had tampered with, every time he thought about it, his heart would become very heavy.
Logically speaking, based on his identity, Barbara and Wilson were just relatives of this body and had nothing to do with him, so there was no need for him to do this.
However, who told him to come out of Senegal and occupy this body.
It may also be that due to the fusion of memories, he has some more emotions of the original owner.
He doesn't object to this.
"Aren't you curious how the curse came about?"
"Yeah, how did it come about?" Joey was thinking, is that formula a virus? Is it still contagious?
“This can be traced back to the beginning of the Third Age.”
When the Seven Gods did not make the extraordinary sequence public, the Fulde Manra formula was the best known choice for obtaining extraordinary power.
Countless people are flocking to it, hoping to find the source of the strongest angel's power from this formula.
Among them, 8 people solved a ritual magic in the formula.
And they have conducted countless experiments for this purpose. They are convinced that this summoning magic can awaken the sleeping Poseidon or Fuldman.
They believed so deeply that they even established an organization "Mermaid Forest" for this purpose
Claiming to be a follower of Poseidon, he traveled across the continent and spread the Fuldeman formula.
With this, the Mermaid Forest replaced the original Poseidon Church believers and gradually expanded.
These people began crazy experiments that finally led them to find the complete ritual magic.
They successfully activated the summoning magic and successfully summoned that existence.
However, they did not serve sincerely, but instead devoured the life that was summoned to return.
His spine was made into a knife, which was the broken blade that Joey saw earlier.
Various parts of His body were divided among 8 people.
"Those eight people, are they related to you?" He thought of the eight people who went to Ghost Island.
But then I thought about it and felt that the time was not right.
The Third Age is more than a thousand years ago.
Eight people, eight people share the food.
Ten years ago, there were also eight people in the old church in Port Lia, headed by Duke Kermi.
Is it a coincidence or something else?
"Is it your ancestor?" Joey asked.
"Are you an idiot?" Anne looked at him as if he were an idiot: "After more than a thousand years, can you find your ancestors?"
As she spoke, she seemed to have thought of something, and tilted her head in thought for two seconds:
"It's true that they are ancestors. The people of Lia Port today basically have the blood of eight of them in their bodies."
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