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When Xu Changqing came into contact with obsidian, after so many years of power of heaven and earth, the remaining power attached to obsidian had completely disappeared, and all that was left was simple images, and these images were incomplete. Despite this, Xu Changqing could still feel the power of the explosion at that time from these images. According to his judgment, this power was even far greater than the atomic bomb explosion he had just returned to the secular world, and it exceeded by no more than a single star, several times, or even dozens of times.

The explosion with such a huge power, let alone at that time, even now, no country can create such a powerful weapon, and in terms of this power, the terrain of the explosion site will definitely undergo tremendous changes. However, judging from the relevant information and photos he found, the explosion at that time only created a sunken pit and a collapsed forest and trees, which was a world-like gap with the damage that the explosion power he saw in the obsidian images. The only reasonable explanation is that the explosion was man-made, and the person who created this explosion used other methods to consciously reduce the damage caused by the explosion, such as guiding the power of the explosion to other places, etc. As for the real purpose of this explosion, it is likely that this type of obsidian can be spread throughout the secular world.

This obsidian may be a treasure that can stimulate their bloodline power in the eyes of Yakov and others, but they did not know that if they could not control the power contained in obsidian itself, then this thing was not just a treasure, but a fatal weapon. If Xu Changqing had not taken action to suppress the power in obsidian just now, Victor and the other two might have become three corpses.

Think about it now. The effect of this obsidian is really contradictory. Its function is obviously used to stimulate the bloodline power in ordinary people's bodies. But the problem is that the more pure the bloodline, the more dangerous it is to use this thing. On the contrary, those who are impure in their bloodline will not be able to do anything. But the problem is that if the bloodline is not pure, then the real power contained in the bloodline will naturally not be stimulated. No matter how powerful the obsidian is, it is useless. Unless someone can control the power in obsidian like Xu Changqing and have a way to extract the thin ancient bloodline in ordinary people's bodies. Otherwise, this obsidian is like a useless person.

From Yakov's words just now, Xu Changqing had known that there were two similar obsidians, but neither of them seemed to be used by the holder. The piece of the Security Committee was obviously not under control, but was temporarily blocked by the secret department of the Soviet Union through scientific means so that its power would not affect others. As for the piece of the Ancient God Society, it was a bit strange. Judging from the fact that the obsidian was worn by an ordinary member as an ornament, it was obvious that the Ancient God Society did not know the importance of the obsidian, but the problem was that Yakov was not affected when he saw the obsidian. The patterns he described were enough to make Xu Changqing guess that the obsidian had been banned by someone using similar techniques to him. And the power of the obsidian could not not know what magical effects this obsidian had, and things became contradictory again.

While thinking about things, Xu Changqing picked up a stainless steel cup next to the table, and then wrapped it with the sun god fire imitated by the sun god power, instantly melting the cup into a ball of iron. Then, a thin thread was pulled out of the iron like a thread peeling off the cocoon, and woven a mysterious pattern around the obsidian. After the metal pattern completely covered the surface of the obsidian, he weaved a steel wire rope, connected it with the obsidian, and made an exquisite shuttle necklace.

The reason why he added a coat to this obsidian is not just to cover up the overly eye-catching obsidian, but more importantly to facilitate the control of the power in obsidian. The divine text he printed on the surface of obsidian before mainly acted as a ban, not a control. Now, he paired it with the divine magic array composed of hair-shaped steel wire and the banned divine text, so that he can easily control the size of the power of obsidian emitting outward, thereby reducing the risk of stimulating the bloodline of others and increasing the success rate.

Just when Xu Changqing and others' ships had officially entered the Chatungus area, several uninvited guests came from the hotel where Xu Changqing and Yakov and others had lived in Angarsk, which was interrupted by the Angara River. The hotel manager Borilev was an old man who spoke during the Tsarist Russia period. He started as a doorman. He could say that he had seen all kinds of life and was very sensitive to people's appearance and temperament. From the moment he saw these people wearing officers' uniforms, he felt that these people were very

Danger, especially the old man who always stood at the end. This old man looked harmless and walked slowly, making everyone who saw him without doubt that if he did not rely on the crutch in his hand, it would be difficult for the old man to walk normally. But Borilev knew very well that this old man was a ferocious beast in human skin, and the level of danger was the sum of the previous young people, especially the look he looked at people, like a Siberian wolf who was extremely hungry, who could tear the prey to pieces at any time.

"Please describe the appearance and behavior of those people again, and when they left, and what they said before leaving." A young man held a pen and a notebook in his hand, his face cold, and asked Borilev.

Although Bozerev had some status in Angarsk, otherwise it would not have been possible to open such a private hotel that was extremely rare in the Soviet Union today, but at this moment he would not show how identity he had and how strong his relationship was. He completely put himself in the situation of a weak person. When the other party asked, even when he asked the same question for the third time, he did not show any impatientness and answered the words just now honestly.

The young officer who asked the question did not say the same question for the third time, and said the same words, and was slacking off. He carefully wrote every word he said from the other party on the notebook. He continued to ask: "Comrade Borilev, I have a question, I hope you can answer honestly. Since you can clearly write down all the appearance, behavior and even the words you said, why are there always someone who can't tell him or remember what he did? Don't you think this is strange?"

Borilev felt like crying and said innocently: "I also think it's strange, but that's the case. If you didn't ask, I wouldn't even remember such a customer."

The young officer raised his eyebrows, his already cold expression seemed even colder, and his tone became sharp, and he further pressed: "Comrade Borilev, you..."

"Okay! Andre, he really doesn't know." But before the young officer started to use his methods, the old man who was standing behind was silent and knocked on the floor with his cane, stopping the young officer's actions, saying: "If some people don't want people to remember him, no one will remember him. This is not a rare thing, and someone in the bureau can do it." As he said, he stepped in front of Borilev, put his head close to the other party, and looked at him with a pair of fierce wolf-like eyes. His gaze seemed to have penetrated deep into Borilev's soul and peeked at all the secrets. "But he could do it without leaving any trace and did not cause any harm to the spellcaster. His ability is probably much stronger than Messin."

"How is this possible?" As soon as the old man said this, the young officers who had been cold-hearted all turned to death and showed an incredible expression.

No wonder these young officers showed such a look. The old man mentioned that Messing's information on the Safety Committee was as numerous as one room, and his ability was recognized as strong. He was definitely among the top ones of the Soviet superpowers. Now the old man suddenly said that there was an unknown person who actually had a stronger power than Messing. If this old man was not their boss or a side by side with Messing, they would probably have regarded the old man as a nonsense madman.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a windbreaker hurriedly walked in from outside the hotel, saluted the old man, and reported: "The model of their ship has been found. I also ordered the water police in the port city along the way to be responsible for searching. I just received news that a transport ship had seen them in the upper reaches of the Yenisei River. Seeing that their route should be to the Tungus area as the director had expected. In addition, I received news that the military carried out military exercises in the upper reaches of the Yenisei River, and all the northbound ships were blocked. If they were on a boat north, they should be blocked. We still have time to chase them by boat." As he said that, he paused again and suggested: "If the military can also..."

"It is impossible to let the military intervene. You know the nature of our bureau." Before the old man could finish his subordinates, he interrupted his proposal, and then pondered for a while, saying: "Continue to let the water police be responsible for searching the ship, not only the water police in various port cities of the Yenisei River, but also the Shitongguska River."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and soon understood it, saying, "You think they will not walk the Yenisei River again, but will turn to the Shitongguska River, and then find a place to stop and take the land."

"If it were me, I would do this." The old man responded confidently, and then continued to instruct: "We will take the train to Tungus base directly, and let the ninth team of special service go to standby, and the base is on guard to level 4." After that, he turned around and walked out, and the rest followed closely behind. However, when the old man walked to the door, he suddenly stopped, turned around and pointed at Borilev, and said: "It would be a pity to take him with him, so he could stay here as a hotel manager."

[The 515 is coming soon. I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list. By May 15th, the red envelope rain can give back to readers and promote works. It is also love, so it will definitely be better!] (To be continued.)
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