Chapter 528 Start Fermentation

The party is over.

After a trance, Sifer saw the ceiling of his bedroom, he yawned, lifted the quilt and sat up and stretched himself.

"The last piece of news has also been conveyed. Next, it depends on how these news will be fermented and to what extent they can be fermented."

"Hopefully, disaster can be avoided."

Xifa was suddenly touched. He blinked twice, activated the spirit ceremony, saw the space in front of him slightly bulge, and then stretched out two translucent arms.

Athelide's messenger has arrived!

The courier held a box in both hands. He tossed the box to Sifa lightly, then retracted and disappeared.

Xifa opened the box and saw a black iron heart inside, its lines were extremely sharp, as if it would be cut if you were not careful; in addition, there was a pair of eyes. The pair of eyeballs were still moving. When it looked at Xifa, Xifa had a feeling that his weakness was exposed.

Next to these two materials, there is a small label that says 'Blade Runner Heart' and 'Blade Runner Eyeball' respectively.

These are the two materials of Sequence 5 'Reaper'!

It was dark.

In this great winter, it actually started drizzling in Backlund, and Fors, who was disguised and tightly wrapped in a cloak, gave birth to the one hundred and eighth time that she wanted to turn around and go home, throwing herself into the warm bed. impulse.

If it wasn't for a gathering of Extraordinary beings in the Eastern District tonight, if it wasn't for promoting to a high-level life form as soon as possible, so as to get rid of the ravings during the full moon, she wouldn't be killed on such a drizzle and bitingly cold night Appears on quiet streets with few pedestrians.

She looked at a petite figure beside her.

It's a good thing Hugh doesn't have any other work tonight, and it's a good thing I brought her over, otherwise I would have gone home by now.

After a while, the two ladies stopped in front of a house that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time. The door of the house was even damaged, and a mouse came out of it, scaring Fors almost to jump on Xio's body.

Xio stuck out a triangular steel thorn from the cloak, pushed open the door with it and said, "Are you sure the meeting place is here?"

"I'm sure." Forsi also has many channels of her own, and she is very sure that she heard correctly.

"Okay, I'm in the front, let's run if there is anything to do." Although Xio was only 1.5 meters tall, he had courage that was not proportional to his figure.

The shaggy-haired girl took the lead, walked in the door, and found some candles that had been deliberately placed on the table next to her.

After a while, a warm light lit up, slightly dispelling the darkness, and giving Forsi the courage to go deeper.

"The party is in the basement." Forsi reminded.

Xio nodded, held the candle and walked ahead, and found a staircase leading to the basement.

Just two steps down, a figure suddenly appeared in her eyes.

The shadow was attached to the wall at the corner of the stairs, and it could be seen that it was a man, wearing clothes with visible holes, which looked like a corpse.

But at this moment, the figure suddenly moved, his neck creaked, and he turned his head to look up the stairs: "Ladies, you are late."

Then he continued to move his neck: "I wait until my neck is stiff, come with me."

"It turned out to be the gatekeeper. It frightened me to death. I thought it was a living corpse. Xio, you weren't frightened?" Forsi whispered.

Xio said calmly, "I found out early on that he is human."

While saying this, the 1.5 meter lady gently wiped the sweat from her hands in the cloak.

Walking up the stairs and through the door, they came to a room with a long table and random chairs around it.

On the long table in the middle, a few candles were lit, and the flickering candles cast shadows in the room.

Fors casually observed the surroundings, and saw a black iron pot turned upside down on the ground, saw many glass jars placed in a cabinet in the corner, and saw obvious dust on the ground.

She and Xio were sitting in an inconspicuous corner, and then she heard someone ask, "Who of you has venom crystals from the crown jellyfish? I need three to five grams."

The party was going on, some deals were successfully concluded, and some aborted.

After a while, a voice sounded from the corner on the left side of the long table: "Have you heard? A terrible witch has come to Backlund. She will spread the plague and create disasters here."

Someone laughed: "Are you sure?"

"This is Backlund. What kind of witch do you think can hide from the church's eyes and ears, let alone spread the plague and create disasters here?"

The person before said coldly: "Believe it or not, I just want to kindly remind you to be careful of witches these days."

"By the way, the person who revealed this news is a person who possesses a magical item equivalent to Sequence 6. I don't think such a person would be so boring as to make fun of this kind of thing."

The participants fell silent for a moment.

The people here, even if there are extraordinary people, are at most entry-level.

Most of them are even just ordinary people.

Sequence 6 is too far away for them, they need to look up.

I don't know if it was because of this news, but not long after that, the party ended hastily.

Back at the residence, Fors quickly got into her bed, and then prayed: "The fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray mist, the yellow and black king who controls good luck."

"Dear Mister Fool, I have a piece of news. A terrifying witch has come to Backlund, and she will spread the plague and create disasters here."

Minsk Street.

Klein, who had just returned to the bedroom from the bathroom, couldn't wait to throw himself into the quilt, feeling the residual warmth from the quilt melt the cold in his body, he sighed: "In the future, if I have money, I will definitely rent A house with a fireplace!"

Then he shook his body, causing the temperature in the bed to rise faster. At this time, he suddenly heard illusory, layered prayers.

"It seems to be Miss Forsi."

"It's news, not help"

"Do you want to go above the gray fog, where you can hear clearly?"

While thinking about this question, Klein stretched his hand out of the blanket, feeling the cold outside, and immediately retracted.

"It's better tomorrow morning."

"Well, when I get up tomorrow, I will go above the gray fog."

Saying this to himself, Klein relaxed his body, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Tuesday.

It rained a lot last night, but today's air is not fresh, but it makes the fog thicker.

Elana, who hadn't gone out because of the thick fog, was reading a novel at home when she heard a jingling doorbell downstairs, and a moment later, her maid delivered a message: Viscount Ellis's servant is here .