Chapter 465 The messenger (5,000 words)(2/2)
Sherlock stretched out his hand and said to the black shadow in front of him.
"A congratulatory gift to us? Have you figured it out and want to join our Ancient God Legion? Join us now and you will get a luxurious gift package..."
The black figure walked towards Sherlock as he spoke.
But when he walked in front of Sherlock, Sherlock's outstretched hand suddenly grabbed the black shadow's body, and then the hand slowly merged into the black shadow like the fluid of an ooze monster.
in the body.
The black shadow squirmed, but did not speak, because he could no longer speak. He felt a strange power invaded his spirit, and even the connection behind him continued to explore deeper.
.
Sherlock's eyes were shining, and the world in front of him was constantly passing through like a tunnel.
Soon he saw goblin beastmen one after another, and even werewolves and some high-level races. They were either cleaners sweeping the streets on the street, waiters in restaurants, or employees of a baby product store.
Store managers, or explorers who are avoiding danger, and some are even staff members of the official system of the Merchant Alliance.
In the pictures Sherlock saw, each of them seemed ordinary, but Sherlock knew that these people were all connected to the Ancient God Legion, and they were all believers of the Ancient God hidden in their daily lives.
However, these people were not the targets Sherlock was looking for. His vision continued to dig deeper along the tunnel, and kept exploring deeper.
After he passed through a series of unfamiliar faces, his career came to a face in the depths.
The man seemed to feel Sherlock's presence. He turned around in fear, trying to escape from Sherlock's sight.
But Sherlock had seen his face.
And just when Sherlock was about to do something further, the black mass in front of him suddenly disconnected.
Sherlock's consciousness was suddenly kicked away from the connection these people were in.
When Sherlock opened his eyes again, he saw the black shadow in front of him. Just like the ooze monster that had been assassinated before, his body began to turn into black mud and slowly softened.
"Ignorant devil, you dare to tease the Ancient God Legion like fools. You will pay the price for your actions. You and the people around you will become a stepping stone for our Ancient God Legion to return to this world."
As he spoke, the black shadow turned into a pool of black water, then slowly seeped into the ground and disappeared.
"Lord Sherlock, are you okay? Did you find anything special?"
When Sherlock's spirit returned to the real world, the parrot flew onto Sherlock's shoulder and asked concernedly.
"It's nothing, it's just more complicated than I thought, and I saw a lot of familiar faces. I think it's necessary to go back and ask Plumeria some things."
Sherlock nodded as he spoke.
"Frangipani? Is that the turtle you captured? With all due respect, if you want to find out something from its mouth, you might as well just break its turtle shell into pieces, and you can still eat some of the turtle meat.
"
The parrot moved and landed on Sherlock's shoulder, and then said:
"That guy is not easy to get along with. Even if you beat him to death, Mr. Sherlock, he may not tell us anything."
"Thank you for reminding me. If it doesn't work, I will treat everyone to a turtle dinner."
After Sherlock finished speaking, he stood up and walked out of the hall.
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"What are you saying that those country bumpkins huddled in the forest are gathering their troops and want to attack my castle!?"
The Duke of York couldn't believe what he heard. The person who reported the actions of the Free City of Victoria to him in front of him was a resident from Goldshire.
Just like Guinevere went to the Free City of Victoria to inform the public, not all the residents of Goldshire were against the Duke of York. Some wanted to take the initiative to get closer to the Duke for the sake of gold and fame.
The actions of the Victoria Freestyle are almost public, and those players will brag about their next attack on the Duke of York whenever they meet. Such information is not a secret. Even if he did not come to inform, York would
The Duke would also hear about Victoria's actions in a few days.
"Yes, Lord Duke, those guys who overestimate their capabilities have gathered thousands of troops, and they even plan to capture the flying dragon as a means of attacking you. It's really too bad."
What did the informant say?
Chapter completed!