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Chapter 201 What the hell?

At this moment, Colin's mental state is not very good now. There are many "turbulent" in his mind, one after another, one garbage knowledge, like dumplings flipped in a boiling pot, and his thinking is somewhat intermittent.

Moreover, it is difficult for him to stop thinking. Once he associates something, his mind will be like a wild horse that has been broken away from his reins. He will continue to think about it and cannot even hold it back.

However, as time went by, after another minute or two, Colin's mind, which was boiling like oatmeal, finally calmed down.

You can no longer think about it without restraint. It's like you're dying... He rubbed his forehead, looked around the captain's room, and then asked everyone:

"How is Patton's actions?"

According to Shanna, it has been around for about ten minutes since he was unconscious and almost twenty minutes.

The ship is still starting now and has not stopped. It is just that it is not known how the ritual will be a thousand five hundred meters away.

In order to avoid accidents, Colin did not send survivors to come with him, but only let some slaves and Patton and others go there.

According to the original plan, after the ceremony of praying for knowledge, they will hang the sails up regardless of success or not.

But about thirty minutes have passed since the beginning of the ceremony, but there is no movement there.

Colin looked at it with a prompt, no exception, because it involves great existence and there is no useful information at all.

In this regard when to be afraid, the "tip" is professional, so professional that it makes people tired.

"Boss, do we want to send someone to see it?" Li Hang asked.

"No, don't use it for now. The situation is unclear. If you contact the place close to it, something may happen..."

Colin sighed, although judging from the current situation of the Grey Mist, He was indeed very "kind".

But the other party is a high-ranking existence after all...

There is a huge separation between cognition and other things from them. If you are accidentally killed, you probably have no choice but to find an explanation.

And Colin remembered clearly that the other party had provided an uncomfortable way to eat brain matter and a way to gain knowledge.

Although it only costs dozens of lives to obtain knowledge from great existence, and all the processes are transparent and controllable, and safe and stable when operated, it is indeed like giving it to you for nothing...

However, Colin vaguely felt that all this was probably not free.

All gifts may have already been marked with good prices.

"Wait and see first..." Colin added, looking at the fog outside the window, and found that they were back to their previous appearance.

Everything seemed to have never happened.

But that vague, towering figure, like a high-dimensional projection, has been deeply imprinted in Colin's mind.

He knew very well that something had indeed appeared briefly just now, and he gave him a "heavy punch".

After everyone waited for more than ten minutes, a sea clan who was performing the ceremony swam back from that direction and brought back the news.

The ceremony was successful, is it allowed to return?

Upon hearing this, Collin immediately agreed to the request. After more than ten minutes, everyone saw Patton again.

[You have not noticed anything abnormal in it, nor have you noticed that his loyalty has changed.]

Seeing that everything seemed to have not changed, Colin breathed a sigh of relief, and let them get on the boat without showing any expression on his face.

"This time it went smoothly. Only more than twenty sea clans died and obtained a lot of information..." Patton said sincerely about the loss.

Overall it was quite smooth.

However, what Collin asked first was not the content of "Qunfeng Cemetery", but about "marking".

He had to figure out as much as possible whether the scene just now was an exception or was just normal.

Of course, Colin did not directly say what he saw, but asked what form he usually marked.

Through others, compare yourself and see if it is normal.

Patton thought about it and said, "... Usually, the reporter will clearly feel that there is a very profound picture and impression in his mind... My Lord, do you still remember what I said to you?

"The fallen races generally do not follow the 'invisible fog', but most fallen races worship Him when they believe in their idols, so as to pray for extraordinary and outstanding knowledge...

"Maybe for this reason, most of the things we see when we are marked are not the same...

"Some people saw kind old men who looked similar to them, some saw sages who couldn't tell their appearance, and some saw endless overlapping doors in the fog...

"And our people from the Sea Family usually see things that cannot be described, like fog...

“So we usually call Him the 'invisible fog', and we guess what everyone sees when they are marked will be different…

"But in most cases, it's just a 'fog' that cannot be described accurately..."

The old man, the sage, the door, the fog... are all more specific things, none of them are the same as what I saw...

Colin thought about it in his heart. It seemed that what he saw was a bit special. It was a human-shaped silhouette dressed in a gray "veil", as huge as a mountain like a black hole.

However, Collin didn't continue thinking about it. He had encountered many strange things, and it was not a big deal to add one.

The most important thing is that after confirming that this is a mark, Colin was much more relaxed.

Taking a deep breath, Colin looked at the tall fishman Patton in front of him and asked, "Now we can talk about it, what's going on in the 'Quanfeng Cemetery'?"

"Yeah," Patton lowered his head respectfully.

"My Lord, according to the information I have obtained, the active 'fallen races' there are mainly 'Son of Burning Pain', 'Son of Pain', 'Gray Cyclops', 'Geon', 'Son of Crimson', 'Skinned Skin', 'Skinned Skin', 'Skinned Skin', 'Skinned Skin'..."

Seven degenerate races...Colin muttered in his heart, the seven degenerate races, each with an average of 10,000 or 20,000 people...

It's not unacceptable...

After all, the fallen races generally do not unite with each other, and it will not be too difficult to deal with them separately.

But looking at Patton's expression of silence, Colin asked, "Is there anything else to add?"

"In addition, I also got some information, and there are some forces composed of different ‘fallen races’ and some other living organisms that may exist. Do you need to listen to it..."

"Tell me."

Colin didn't care much about this. Now these mainly active degenerate races are a big problem, and others should not be worrying about it.

"Well, my lord, they are the 'Looking at the Star Cult, the 'Invisible Dancer, the 'Yellow Banquet', the 'Feast of Blessings', the 'Eye of All Knowledge', the 'Distance Hunter', the 'Ocean of the Ocean', the 'Eternal Night', the 'Function of Fiction', the 'Function of the Shrine', the 'Function of the Shrine', the 'Function of the Twilight', the 'Annihilation of the Truth', the 'Holy Mother of Jiao Rong', the 'God Mother', the 'Sacred Licker', the 'Shrine of the Truth'..."
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