"Never go to Robert's villa, the painting has completely turned into a terrible disaster..."

Angelina said in a dignified voice: "I am going to find someone, maybe only he can solve these things!"

"Why... why are you helping me?" Nietzsche asked.

"Maybe...because we are the same kind of person..." Angelila smiled and revealed a mark on her arm: "It's all a pity that is destined to be sacrificed to the evil god!"

"Sin print? It seems to be a little different!" Nietzsche's pupil was miniature, but he believed it: "I am going with you!"

"Well, the things here are naturally taken over by the police and the investigation department's boss... you come with me!"

Angeli pulled the arm of Nietzsche and rented a carriage to the slums of Kimbert.

For this, Nietzsche is equally familiar with it.

The houses are small and dense, occupying roads, and the drainage ditch smells like a stench. The citizens living here are mostly undressed, yellow and thin, and numb, sometimes revealing a trace of madness.

This is the largest slum in the city of Kimbert, and it is also the place where the elites who are arrogant to the upper class do not dare to set foot. Otherwise, it is very likely that they will become a corpse in the stinking ditch the next day.

Angelina is familiar with the road, crossing the street, walking to the river, in front of a row of small shacks.

When you get here, the smell is even more unpleasant, because there are many textile and chemical factories in the upper reaches, the whole river is painted black, and there are many dead bodies floating on the river.

Nietzsche couldn't help but frown: "Who are we going to find?"

"A wizard... Have you heard the term Mandala?" Angela's look became extremely dignified.

"I know that one of Vincent's most important archaeological discoveries is related to the Mandala tribe on the Black Continent..." Nietzsche replied.

“Mandalar is an extremely ancient tribe in the rainforest. It is rumored to retain the custom of eating people and is also the origin of the wizard!”

Angelina stated in a calm voice: "Before the millennium, they had a very brilliant civilization. The wizards could even communicate with the dream gods and gain their blessings! On the mysterious power, Mandala wizard Definitely one of the best!"

As she spoke, she got into a black tent by the river.

The space inside the tent is large and seems to be connected to other tents. There are two black guards, no expressions and muscles.

They give Nietzsche a feeling that is stronger than the last soul made by Simon.

"It's me! I want to see Gege Witch!"

Angelina apparently knew each other. After the notification, the two were invited to the largest tent.

The light was dim, and Nietzsche subconsciously stepped back and hit a wooden frame.

He took it with him and found that he just grabbed a white **** and his fingers were deeply inserted from the five senses. There was no trace of flesh on it, but there was still a lot of hair and a different whip.

"what!"

Nietzie quickly licked his mouth and did not scream.

raging!

Just then, the surrounding green brazier burned a green flame, reflecting one of the people sitting in the center.

He is too old, like a skinny scorpion, with no beard and no hair on his face, and the light in his eyes is like a wildfire.

"Gege Witch!"

Angelina pulled Nietzsche and sat down in front of the other side.

"See you again... bear the branded woman!" Gege Wu turned his head and made a squeaking sound, as if there were no old equipment that was oiled.

"And you, the people who dance with the ghouls! It seems that we have some common topics in cooking and ingredients... oh..."

Gege Witch laughed.

"You... you know it?" Nietzsche was pale and felt that his stomach began to nausea again.

"Real ghouls are usually not the same as us, and they also have a certain amount of spiritual pollution... With them, you will ignore some things that are commonplace, for example, the decreasing number of neighbors and colleagues..."

Gege smiled slyly.

"Well, he is already uncomfortable. Gege Wu, I am coming to you today, there are two things..." Angelila took a deep breath: "I will pay the price."

"Okay, tell your story!"

Gege Wu has a green teacup with a green paste that gives off an inexplicable smell.

"This ghoul escaped, but when I searched for her residence, I found a word - a feast of meat, what does it mean?"

Snapped!

Gege Wu’s hand trembled and the tea cup fell directly on the ground.

He didn't care, and his voice became low: "This is the beginning of a ceremony! Very evil rituals, involving ancient legends on the planet, those ancient! And the gods!"

"In ancient times, the rulers of this planet were the ancient people who had extraordinary power. They were all descendants of the gods! Our wizards learned the power from the ancients, some of which were crazy and bloody, and they became black. Wizards! But the study of the gods, even among the black wizards who are known for their madness, are extremely rare madmen! Most of them have destroyed themselves..."

Gege Wu said with an awkward tone: "But the extraordinary power, there must be pollution, and the external **** is the source of everything! They are unpredictable, extremely powerful, even if they only meet with their bodies, they will bring terror changes... ...but when we mention them, we must use another title, because their real names, even if they are only fragments, tend to carry evil pollution..."

‘This is a statement...’ Nietzhan’s brow furrowed: ‘It’s like this geek witch, the most crazy of the wizards, the one that studies the gods...’

"There is nothing to do with the feast of meat?" Angelila asked.

"I have said that this is the beginning of a ritual. Its full name is 'The tribute to the gods of the darkness'. Starting with the three sacrifices of meat, blood and soul, it is a sacrifice to a dark **** outside the earth. Pray for its power. In the myths and legends, once this ritual is completed, it will at least send a son of darkness, that is, the ancients who once ruled the planet!" Gege Wu replied: "The feast of meat is The beginning of the dark sacrifice, it points to the ruler, the astral stalker, the ruler of the star worm, the master of chaos and madness!

Said, Gege Wu’s eyes inadvertently passed Nietzsche: "The mark on you is the seal of the master's sacrifice!"

"It turned out to be He!" Nietzsche glared at the root of his neck, and the whole man was shaking.

The shadow hidden in the blood finally revealed a little veil to him.

"The real sacrifice, the feast of meat is just the beginning? Next, blood and soul are needed!" Angeli said: "If you stop these two rituals, you can destroy the entire ceremonies?"

"The power from the dark is far more powerful than you think... Once the dark son comes, it is the disaster of the whole planet!" Gege Wu’s eyes suddenly turned white: "The ancients like to use high pressure and severe punishment to rule the country, Their appearance represents slavery and disaster... The dark minions will surely make sacrifices at all costs."

Nietzsche felt that she could not breathe.

I am obviously only a peripheral member. How suddenly is it related to the disaster of the extinction level?

"Is there no way?"

After calming down, Nietzsche asked for a bite.

"Only the power of the gods can fight against the gods!" The voice of Gege Wu became more and more erratic: "The master who lives above the star arc also has a deadly enemy. It is a giant python from the astral world. The big snake of color scales! The master of the dream gods!"

Having said that, Gege Wu’s eyes suddenly looked at Angelila: “You have Vincent’s power left on you, and Vincent was the one who faced the astral giants and became a deep abyss!”

"Abyss?"

"The person who faces the abyss is for the abyss, and among the wizards, it is also a very powerful existence! The wizard who has just started is only a polluter who has provoked extraordinary power! Then he is the master, who can control himself. Extraordinary power, but this is only an illusion. When he is promoted again, he will find that we have been staring at the abyss and being stared by the abyss..."

"The second thing, Vincent left a painting, has completely lost control..." Angelila took a deep breath.

"The pollution of the abyss is out of control, I can't do anything..." Gege Wu set his hand, a gesture of sending guests, and finally said: "You, I just got the revelation of dreams, you have already touched your hopes... ”

......

After getting out of this slum, Nietzsche still has some look: "Polluters, masters, abyss? This is the three levels of extraordinary people? I have already touched my hopes, what does it mean?"

"I don't think... behind the feast of meat, there is such a secret hidden..." Angelina bit her lip: "We are here, I want to go back and think calmly!"

She is also a girl who is under pressure from mortgages, and she has no relationship with the evil spirits who rule the world.

"Okay, Miss Angelina!"

After each, Nietzsche’s eyes were a bit stunned and they walked unconsciously on the street.

When he stopped, he found himself standing in front of Wutong Street.

“Is this the revelation of fate?”

Nietzsche laughed and walked into a grocery store.

Immediately, he saw the black-hearted profiteer boss and the lovely maid.

"Oh, it’s been a long time no see, my little gentleman!"

Fang Yuan put down the newspaper and raised his eyes: "Are you enough money?"

"Money? What money?" Nietzsche.

"Of course it is the money to buy Vincent paintings! Please let me introduce you to you... the treasures that we have just received, the masterpiece of Vincent's late stage - dream!"

Fang Yuan pointed to the twisted starry sky above the wall, and Nietzsche’s expression was like seeing a ghost.

Https:

Genius one second to remember the address of this station: . :m.