Xu Changqing ignored the priest's hand that stretched out, and his eyes were always staring at the broken reliefs. The priest frowned and an angry expression appeared on his face. As the emotions fluctuated, some complex patterns appeared on the skin on his palm, extending to his fingertips.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the pattern on the priest's hand may be a tattoo of some kind, just a decorative effect, but in the eyes of the gods and psychics around him, his hand began to change the moment the pattern appeared. Layers of steel armor covered his hand, turning his hand into a sharp steel claw that looked very creepy.

Just as the priest's palm changed, Victor and the other three walked to Xu Changqing's side and stared at the priest tightly. Their respective power gradually condensed and emitted a threatening aura.

When Victor and the other two showed hostility, Abraham on the side became serious and stood beside the priest, confronting Victor and the other two. He knew why his colleague Jacob had such a strong hostility towards Xu Changqing, but what he unexpectedly was that Jacob, who had always been known for his calmness, would make such irrational actions, which made the situation so tense. Although he was very confident in his strength and recognized the power of his colleagues, he was not sure of seeing Victor and others taking action. When the two clashed, he could win.

"Haha! It seems that Mr. Barent is a real scholar. Once he gets into research, he will forget what's happening outside." Just as the atmosphere became extremely tense, the priest suddenly withdrew all the power in his hand, with a smile on his face that looked extremely sincere, as if he had changed someone just now.

Xu Changqing turned his head and looked at the priest coldly, and said very directly: "Your smile is too formal, and people don't feel any sincerity when you see it, but it will make people disgusted. It's better not to laugh."

Perhaps this was the first time that the priest Jacob heard someone say such direct words in person, and he was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to respond. Abraham, who was on the side, not only did not help him, but was happy to see him being defeated, suppressed his smile and turned his head aside.

"Tell me! How did I decide there and how I need to cooperate." Xu Changqing asked clearly without waiting for the priest Jacob to speak.

The priest Jacob dared not underestimate the white-haired and white-bearded old scholar in front of him. Although this old scholar is just an ordinary person and has no power, he has a charm and majesty that cannot be expressed in words. He dominated the direction of the entire conversation with one sentence, especially when asking, which made him feel like he was facing the temple high priest.

Jacob, who put away his false smile, changed his expression to a serious expression and said, "The negotiations with other organizations have ended. The agreement between us Kabbalah and Miss Vera will not change. Although those organizations will send people to the Minoan maze with us, they will not touch the Nazi treasures. They will only participate in the study of the ancient Minoan civilization. If possible, we will set up a research team specifically for the remains, and hope that Mr. Barent will also participate."

Xu Changqing asked expressionlessly: "If I participate, what obligations do I have to pay and what power do I have? Who is the main person in charge of this group and who will direct the specific actions?"

Jacob, the priest, said: "This is just a temporary cooperative group. There is no person in charge. Both parties are just sharing resources and sharing of knowledge."

Hearing the words of the priest Jacob, Xu Changqing ignored it, and was silent for a moment, then turned around to continue the previous events, as if the conversation just now did not exist. Seeing this, the priest Jacob had no intention of paying attention to Xu Changqing and took Abraham toward the armed personnel who had arrived before.

In the eyes of the priest Jacob and Abraham, although Xu Changqing, Victor and others had some ideological conflicts, they were still allies, and they still needed to cooperate to fight the enemy in the maze, and the opponents they really had to deal with were the staff sent by the underground organizations. Perhaps in terms of negotiation conditions, the number of people sent by these underground organizations was limited, but those underground organizations were the top organizations in Europe and the United States. Even if there was only one person sent, they could cause great trouble. This is the main reason why they sent additional staff.

"When you enter the maze later, you can freely play it and collect all the most valuable things you can see. If you have the opportunity, you can act as much as possible. It is best not to be with the Jews and other organizations." Xu Changqing's voice sounded in his heart at this time, and they felt a heat flow injected from his back and his neck into their bodies. He stayed behind his ears along his back and his neck. Then Xu Changqing's voice sounded in their hearts, saying: "When you get there, you only need to inject your blood power behind your ears to hear each other's voices, but the situation in the maze is a bit special. This small spell may not necessarily work. You must act according to the opportunity."

"Aren't you with us?" Ye Lina asked in her heart.

"Entering from one place does not necessarily mean coming out of the same place." Xu Changqing's voice sounded again, and no one saw a smile on the corner of Xu Changqing's mouth.

In Xu Changqing's opinion, the temple priest and these warriors were not coming for them, but to suppress those sent by underground organizations to participate in the treasure hunt. The arrangements made by Kabbalah may not be useful in the end.

Although Kabbal will form a unit in a short time, every soldier in the army is experienced and experienced many battles. This can be seen from their strong murderous aura and blood, no matter how powerful these people are, they are just ordinary people. Without the hot weapons, let alone others, just a psychic like Ye Lina who does not focus on head-on combat can easily destroy them.

What Kabbalah really should do is to send more powerful people like the temple priests, Abraham who have superpowers or can use the power of faith. Unfortunately, the Jews were too big to be in charge of the stalls outside, and it was probably their limit to be able to draw a temple priest. Perhaps they also felt the disadvantage of insufficient manpower, so the temple priest just now tried to win over Xu Changqing and others to act with them while Xu Changqing showed great disgust with Judaism.

Half an hour passed, and a noisy voice came from the entrance of the sewer. Then seven or eight people were seen entering the entrance. These people were of different ages. The older ones looked seventy or eighty years old, and the younger ones looked like they had just grown up, and their clothes were completely different. Some were suits and ties looked like successful people, some were wearing black robes and necklaces made of animal skulls, looking like primitive people, and some were dressed in medieval knights, wearing armor and long swords.

Such a group of people will attract attention wherever they go. When they come in, they immediately became the focus of everyone. The elite troops formed by the Jews secretly stood up. Although their faces looked calm, their hands holding the weapon had exposed their inner tension. The temple priests and Abraham met at this time, talked to these people for a few words, and then led them to Xu Changqing.

"This is Mr. Barent, a master who is proficient in ancient civilization and mysticism." The temple priest introduced himself on behalf of both parties, saying: "This is Mr. Jones of the Temple of Wealth, and this is Masonic..."

Just as the Temple Priest introduced both sides, both sides were also looking at each other, or to be more correct, the people who came were looking at Xu Changqing and others. Only Victor and the other people were observing these people on Xu Changqing, comparing each other's strength in their hearts, while Xu Changqing was always looking at the relief, without looking back or speaking.

Although I didn't look at these powerful people from major European and American organizations at the forefront, when these people came in, Xu Changqing's divine consciousness had already swept through these people and had some understanding of their strength. Aside from the skills of using blood power, the blood power of these eight psychics from major organizations has indeed reached a very high level. Victor and the other two are probably not as good as the blood power of any of them.

Among these people, the blood power in the body of the supernatural person who looked like he had just grown up was the strongest, but this person's blood power was also the most chaotic. It was obvious that his blood power had accumulated and took a path of tricks. More than 90% of the blood power should be drawn from other people. Although his blood power was the strongest, he was also the weakest among the eight people. As long as the technique was appropriate, Ye Lina could easily kill him.

The blood power of other people is similar, but in terms of control ability, the Masonic member in a suit named Jason is the strongest. He can perfectly restrain the blood power of his body. Moreover, judging from the details of his gun and body shape, he is not only proficient in guns, but also knows hand-to-hand combat. His blood and energy are at least comparable to some foreign boxing masters in China.

"Wait! The power of blood?" Xu Changqing suddenly thought of something at this time, was stunned for a moment, then turned his head abruptly and glanced at the people around him.

The rude behavior of Xu Changqing turned his back to everyone and ignored him was annoying. Some people were wondering if they should teach Xu Changqing a little lesson to let him understand the high and low of ordinary people and psychics. However, when Xu Changqing suddenly turned around and glanced at everyone, everyone was stunned by this unexpected action, but also felt that Xu Changqing, an ordinary person, seemed to contain a powerful force, which made all those who were touched by his sight unable to help but hold back their breath, and their body became tense due to inexplicable tension, as if they had encountered a beast in the jungle. (To be continued.)
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