Chapter 55 Inspiration Is Too High

? Standing behind the door is a shirtless man with a ferocious blue sea snake tattooed on his arm, and short stripes painted with red oil paint on both sides of his cheeks, chest and abdomen, and each group of three.

It really has an exotic flavor... But you are not afraid of being too conspicuous, and you will be blocked by the police when you go out? You are the rebels operating in secret! Just as Klein was about to look back, he was almost frowning at the other party's rough eyebrows and cold-blooded eyes.

Killed many people... Klein made a rough judgment based on his spiritual intuition.

Frankly speaking, because of his identity and cognition in his previous life, he had a lot of sympathy for the resisters of colonial rule at first, without the consciousness of a Loenian. After overlapping, my heart became more defensive and repulsive.

This is not to discriminate against local beliefs, but as far as he knows, the traditional beliefs of all colonial islands remain at the stage of primitive sacrifices, advocating blood food and living sacrifices, and are in a rather ignorant state.

In addition, based on the emperor's experience and my own experience, the extraordinary nature of this world has elements of madness and distortion. It is basically impossible for the "gods" who are still in the stage of primitive sacrifices to resist this trend. The style can be imagined... Ryan didn't speak, followed Danitz's side and walked into the room.

"Edmonton, who's here?" A mellow voice came from a seat by the window.

The tattooed man closed the door and said:

"They made a disguise."

At this time, Klein had a panoramic view of the situation in the room and gained a preliminary grasp.

The living room here is not big, and a cabinet, a table, and a few chairs already seem cramped.

There are two doors on the right that lead to what seems to be a bedroom, and on the left is the "kitchen" separated by cabinets. As for the bathroom, there is no doubt that there is no such thing. When Klein went upstairs, he found that the corner of the stairs on each floor There is a public washroom, and the smell that has not been cleaned for a long time permeates, urging pedestrians to go upstairs and enter the house as soon as possible.

There is a window directly in front, and two bamboo poles are stretched out, and a lot of clothes are drying.

There are four or five men standing or sitting at the door of the "bedroom" and in the living room. They are all local races with darker skin and slightly curly black hair. More or less red oil paint, as for the sea snake tattoo, Klein couldn't see if it was there because it was blocked by his clothes.

Some of them had revolvers on their belts, and some carried brown-red shotguns.

Some even had off-white steel backpacks on their backs and long, thick high-pressure steam rifles, forming a semi-surrounding posture towards Danis and Klein who were getting started.

The person who asked the question just now was a man in an iron wheelchair, about forty years old, with a blanket on his knees and a jacket.

He shaved his head bald, with a blue beard on both sides of his cheeks, and his dark brown eyes were restrained and seemed to be calm.

He glanced at the visitor and slowly smiled:

"Flame."

Danis froze for a moment, forced a smile and said:

"Kart, you have really good eyesight."

Shit! Are my makeup and makeover skills really that bad? He roared in his heart unwillingly.

Karat ignored the insincere praise from "Lie Yan" and instead laughed and said:

"I heard that you killed 'Steel' and 'Scarlet Thorn'?"

"Otherwise, how would they die?" Danitz asked without hesitation.

Karat narrowed his eyes, and his gaze slowly shifted to Klein who had a featureless face.

He knew very well that it would be very difficult to kill "Blood Thorn" Huntley with "Raging Flame" Danitz alone, not to mention "Steel" Maveti. The other party was able to succeed. Rumor has it that he got a powerful adventurer , the help of experienced bounty hunters.

Is it the one next to him? Karat looked into Klein's eyes, and found no tension, worry, vigilance and other emotions. Those eyes were like a deep ocean.

It is likely to be... at least stronger than "raging flames"! He winked at Edmonton and the others, and secretly raised his guard.

"What are you guys doing here?" Karat didn't dwell on the topic just now.

Danis subconsciously glanced at Klein, and replied after seeing the affirmative nod:

"Look what good things you have."

Karat pointed to the table and said:

"It's all up there."

There are many strangely shaped things placed there, including whistles made of bones, simple and rough bagpipes, iron-black blades, and stones stained with blood...

Before Klein and Danitz could examine it, Karat clapped his hands and said:

"I have a mission.

"If you can complete it, you are free to pick an item from here without paying any price."

He laughed and added:

"According to the definition of you outsiders, they are not magical items, but they all have some supernatural power, but they will slowly, um, not too slowly weaken until they disappear."

"What mission?" Klein asked calmly, not hiding the fact that Danis was just a follower.

Karat reached into the blanket on his lap and took out a stack of white paper:

"Find their whereabouts.

"If you can catch it directly, you will get more."

He raised his arms and began to show lifelike portraits of a woman with gray eyes and a man's shirt.

Laticia Dorella... Klein recognized at a glance who the rebels were looking for.

That was the female archaeologist and adventurer he met last night, who was on the same boat this morning, and was suspected to be a member of the "Moss Penance Order" or "Elemental Dawn".

Danis looked carefully for two seconds, feeling vaguely familiar.

Suddenly, he recalled where he saw it:

Gehrman Sparrow beside him had shown it in his dream!

He only inquired about the captain in the afternoon, and encountered related incidents in the evening... Isn't the ability to collect information too powerful? Danitz resisted the impulse and didn't look at the crazy adventurer next to him, fearing that Karat and Edmonton would find something abnormal.

In this regard, he is still very experienced.

The rebels who believe in "Sea God" are looking for Laticia... The belief in "Sea God" spreads all over the Rorsted Islands, including Simim... A snake appeared last night... The image of "Sea God" is a huge sea snake... Klein will Two things overlapped, and a preliminary judgment was quickly made:

Archaeologist Laticia and others obtained an important item related to "Sea God" from the forgotten temple in the primeval jungle of Simim Island, so there was the temptation last night and the search of the rebels!

Klein thought for a while, then replied perfunctorily:

"I'll keep an eye out."

I will not mess with this kind of thing related to evil spirits. Of course, if necessary, I will report... He silently added a few words in his heart.

Carat nodded and said:

"Let's see what you want first."

Klein walked over and was about to inquire while selecting, when he felt a sudden sensation in his heart, and subconsciously looked to the right side of the pile of items.

There was a dagger made of slender bones, slightly longer than the forearm, milky white all over, with several dark red deep markings.

It can touch my inspiration... Klein stretched out his right hand, trying to pick up the sharp-pointed bone sword and examine it carefully.

As soon as his fingers touched the bone sword, desperate and painful cries suddenly echoed in his mind, a strong bloody stench appeared from his nose, and he seemed to see twisted and rotten mucus in front of his eyes The phantom figure of the package.

Klein felt a pain on his forehead, as if being pricked by a needle, and subconsciously withdrew his fingers.

It's a bit strange...it's not a simple item... Klein's expression, which had a more intense experience, only changed slightly.

He resisted the urge to turn on "spiritual vision", afraid of seeing things he shouldn't see.

Noticing this scene, Karat and Edmonton looked at each other, and said with a smile:

"This bone sword can suck the blood of the enemy, it's not bad, do you want it?"

A little proactive... Klein frowned slightly, then relaxed, and then said in a deep voice:

"No, there's nothing I want here."

If Karat didn't ask, he planned to buy the bone sword and study it on the gray mist, but the other party's active promotion made him a little wary, so he rationally gave up his original plan.

Karat clasped his hands and said:

"It's not expensive.

"Or look at others?"

"No need." Klein's pupils shrank suddenly, he turned around and walked towards the door.

Danitz hesitated for a moment, then quickly followed.

Edmonton, who had a sea snake tattoo on his arm, watched silently, as if he would reach out to stop it at any time, but in the end he didn't take any action.

That is the powerful adventurer who killed "Steel" Maveti, "Blood Thorn" Huntley and others!

After leaving the room, Klein stomped downstairs without saying a word, and Danitz quickly chased after him, inexplicably startled.

He judged the situation, didn't ask, just followed.

The two quickly returned to the square, and the crowd gathered again or bowed or prostrated again dispersed to avoid them.

But unlike before, a man still knelt on the spot without moving.

Klein didn't squint, and passed by without stopping at all.

Danis subconsciously took a look, and found that the man's face was as dry as a weathered rock.

Snapped!

A piece of flesh on the man's cheek suddenly fell off, and he fell to the ground with a piece of bearded skin, gray in color.

He seemed to have lost all moisture.

Danitz was taken aback, and he didn't dare to look around anymore, only feeling that things had become strange and dangerous at some point.

The two walked through the streets, left the city, and boarded a rental carriage.

The driver is an obvious local aborigine, in his forties, with a very pleasant smile.

But along the way, he didn't say a word, and he was so quiet that Danitz felt as if his heart was beating a drum.

Klein pursed his lips and remained silent.

The rented carriage came to the pier area very quickly, and because he wanted to change his attire, Danitz parked it at a place far away from Lime Street.

After getting off the carriage, Klein didn't pay the fare, didn't stop, and strode away directly, making Danitz stunned for a while.

He threw two solis to the coachman, and hurriedly chased Gehrman Sparrow.

After chasing for a few steps, he unconsciously glanced back, and saw the coachman knelt down with fanaticism and piety, fell to the ground, and kissed the place Klein stepped on just now while weeping.