Seeing Miss Messenger disappear, Klein thought about which demigod could be contacted in a short period of time, but found that there was no more, so he had to turn his attention back to the question of what to do next:

"The city-wide 'broadcast' just now will definitely make 'Aquaman' Yaen'. Courtman searching for Hermoshuin while trying to search for the traces of the 'Sea God' and his believers. It is easy to be noticed when going out in the middle of the night, so he can only stay here and wait for dawn.

"The ship will not be able to take tomorrow. If it encounters an attack on the way, it will likely affect the ship's people, and this itself is not hidden enough.

"Well...summon the undersea creatures, leave on a whale boat, and use the deserted islands along the way to rest and transfer to the next port... Since the Orange Light says that it is necessary to get close contact to detect that trait, even if the "Mother Goddess of Desire" is amplified by rituals or believers, it will not exceed one city, or even only one block, which can explain why I encountered a trap when I arrived in Olavi.

"As long as you leave Baiyam, you should get rid of the 'gaze'..."

When Klein's thoughts gradually became clear, the radio receiver suddenly heard another signal!

He hurriedly moved over, recorded quickly, and then translated it into corresponding letters with the help of a password book to form words.

Not long after, the content of the telegram signal was presented on the paper, with dark ink:

"I saw you."

I saw you... As Klein read this sentence, a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

…………

Byyam, in an ordinary house not far from the Governor's Mansion.

In the spacious basement, candles burn quietly, sprinkling dim light around.

"Silver Viper" Odel had taken off the hooded robe, looked at the middle-aged man opposite him with a trembling voice, and said in an unsteady voice:

"Mr. Seniore, I don't know why Hermoshu was known for his true hiding place."

Seniore wore an old triangle hat with deep eyes and a frightening pale face, more like an evil spirit than a human. He raised his hand and wiped the two black beards on his lower lip. His light brown eyes coldly swept over Odel's face, making the famous adventurer unable to help but lower his head.

Silently stared at the other party for a few seconds, the "General of Blood" in white trousers and a red coat spoke in a low voice:

"There was a notice spread throughout the city less than three minutes after the telegram, and the content was part of the telegram.

"I suspect that another party has begun to value radio and has obtained our password book from Old Quinn."

"Yes, yes, it must be like this! Silver Coin Viper" Odel hurriedly echoed, hoping that the "General of Blood" would not think that he was unable to do his job and caused the great scientist Hermoshu to be lost.

He knew very well how cruel this pirate general was to treat his subordinates who did the wrong things!

Seniore glanced at Odel and sneered:

“But no matter what, you failed.

"If it weren't for you and your mistress who gave me a lot of happiness, I would let you pull out your intestines!

"Go and shoot a telegram to tell the eavesdropper who may or may not exist. I saw him and let him spend tonight in fear and anxiety. This is the only thing you can do at the moment."

When Odel heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the "General of Blood" and the bloody altar on the table behind him in fear, and replied respectfully:

"Yes, Lord Seniore!"

He thought he would become part of the offering.

When Odel exited the basement, the "General of Blood" Seniore turned his head and looked at the altar full of human heads, internal organs, limbs and blood, and said with a more respectful attitude than Odel when he faced him:

"Mr. Jacks, was the ceremony successful?"

"If you succeed, you will wait for God to respond." A cold and emotional voice came from the curtain hanging around the altar.

Then, the curtain seemed to have vitality, rolled upside down on both sides, smoothly tied a knot, and landed in the center of the altar.

A slightly transparent figure appeared next to the altar at some point. His skin was brown, and the wrinkles on his face formed deep ravines. His white hair was as sparse as autumn leaves, and it seemed that he had lived for many years.

He looked at the candle's flame humbly, his tan eyes motionless.

"General of Blood" Seniore did not dare to speak anymore, stood next to Lord Jacks, waiting for the altar to change.

Suddenly, the candle's flames were stained with various colors, each of which seemed to correspond to the different desires of the gaze.

The heads, internal organs, limbs and blood on the altar are automatically stacked layer after layer, and they are melting like candles.

Not long after, they formed a small flesh-and-blood tree with uneven surfaces, like the shell of a walnut.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

Inside the tree of flesh and blood, there seemed to be a heart beating, strong and powerful.

When Seniore could hardly bear the noise, the tree of flesh and blood withered and rotted into mud and spread out.

Where it originally existed, there was a flesh-colored, wet, sticky ball.

Soon, the ball grew limbs and heads, turning into a humanoid creature the size of a palm.

It has no eyes, no nose, no ears, only a hole-like mouth.

In that mouth, the gray mist was spit out and shrank back again, and it did not stop for many consecutive times.

The old man named Jacks recited the "Mother Tree of Desire" devoutly and enthusiastically many times, and reached out and grabbed the strange villain.

Silently, all the candlelights were extinguished, but for the "resentful souls" with night vision, this did not affect their seeing things.

"General of Blood" Seniore looked at Jacks and heard the adult say in a low voice:

“We have prepared for this ceremony for too long, and God’s gifts can help us sense our current existence on a larger scale.

"Then we can find him accurately with glasses made by members of the Life School!"

While speaking, Jacks took out a monocle from his inner pocket. It seemed that it was no different from normal, but it shone with a white glow in the dark.

"Sir Jax, what do we do next?" Seniore asked respectfully.

Jacks, who had deep wrinkles, thought for a few seconds and said:

“After dawn, go find the target.

“If he has a strong helper, we will monitor him to prevent him from being out of the sensing range and wait patiently for Lord Sera to arrive.

"If he has no protector and is weak, then we will do it directly."

When he heard the word Siea, Seniore's forehead twitched clearly, as if the adult was just a name that made people afraid.

He took a slow breath and said:

"Yes, Lord Jacks!"

After answering, Seniore could instinctively touch the necklace that was hanging on his chest.

The necklace seems to be made of sterling silver, and the pendant is an ancient-looking coin.

…………

Klein, who was frightened by the telegram, did not sleep much in the middle of the night. When it dawned, he sacrificed his suitcase, wallet and most of the cash to the fog.

After processing the traces, he went to the hotel front desk to settle the bill. He took a carriage to the edge of Baiyam and went out of the city to the mountain, as if he was going to the cemetery prepared for the local natives.

Halfway through the journey, he suddenly turned into the woods and planned to go straight to the edge of the cliff, where there was already a huge underwater creature waiting below!

Birds sing and insects crawled in the woods, and sometimes small wild animals rushed by. Klein walked very quickly on the humus ground.

Along the way, he could see mushrooms growing after the rain, rags and other garbage left by some Baiyam citizens on a picnic. Everything was so peaceful and accompanied by the fresh air in the morning.

A leaf fell down, and Klein kept his steps and flashed easily.

At this moment, Ye Zi's speed suddenly accelerated, and even turned strangely, touching his mouth and nose.

It was like the palm of an adult, covering Klein's nose and mouth firmly, leaving him completely unable to breathe.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

The branches of trees fell off everywhere and shot towards Klein like arrows.

The fragments, paper and other things left by the picnic also have their own vitality, connected together, turning into airtight strange nets, and suddenly "punched" them!

ps: a little card text, with fewer words, change first and then change.

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Chapter completed!