After the holy sword is broken

Burgess leaned back in his chair and said casually: "If you want a simple logical connection, I will.

"The two gemstones belong to the same ceremony, and most of them will be endowed with similar magical effects. In other words, this citrine is constantly absorbing the power that belongs to the merchant, including his life, luck, soul energy, etc. This is also what caused him Being targeted by that person just now is one of the reasons for his unfortunate death."

Burgess said in a leisurely tone: "From the words of the murderer, we can know that when the energy is absorbed to a certain extent, its owner can obtain a piece of information. By the way, when you got it, did you Got new information?"

Alger shook his head: "There is nothing unusual."

"That's a one-off." Burgess continued: "The murderer was lucky.

"Citrine is a stone of wealth, and it fell into the hands of a businessman." Burgess paused before continuing: "I don't think there is anything special about it, but topaz often symbolizes friendship and protection. In the church?"

He was a little puzzled and said: "Could it be that it was spread through merchants in the first place?"

Topaz was originally obtained from merchants by the order's accounts.

"Also, what do you think about sending this kind of thing to a place full of mage priests? Do you just hope to be discovered? If it were me, I would definitely stuff it into a small church in the countryside."

Burgess shook his head, puzzled.

"It's a very strange situation. It seems that an answer that fits the situation can be found, but it doesn't make sense everywhere logically."

After Alger finished speaking, he got up and closed the window.

According to the calendar, it is spring in the New World at this time.Although the temperature has not risen significantly, the number of mosquitoes has begun to increase. The lights in the house are lit, and the light can easily attract them.

After he sat down, he continued: "One point, why did the mastermind choose such a complicated method to collect ritual materials?"

There are too many ways to obtain sacrifices in just one ceremony, so why spend so much effort, even at the risk of exposure, to complete this flashy arrangement?

Burgess and Alger looked at each other, silent for a long time.

This question...is really difficult to answer.

"Maybe, the participants are also a part of the sacrifice?" Burgess deliberated: "The outflowing gems need to be recovered, and a piece of information was deliberately revealed, so that a group of free laborers can help send them back, and by the way, these used coolies will be collected together. Sacrifice."

It sounds like it makes sense.

However, how to ensure that all gems can be recovered, and that they can be collected before the ceremony starts?

"There are still too few clues. There are still about ten days before the next moonless night." Alger smiled: "Why don't we go and see first?"

"Maybe there's nothing there yet." With such a large area, without a hint, it might be difficult to find the location.

"To hold a large-scale ceremony, you must prepare in advance, and you can look for any clues. And..."

In the middle of Alger's speech, he suddenly pulled out his dagger and nailed it to the table. The entire wooden tabletop, including the candlesticks and soup bowls on it, shook.

Burgess was startled by his sudden movement, and frowned: "What are you doing?"

Alger didn't speak, his hand was illuminated by the candlelight, and he grabbed a black shadow out of the air, smashed it on the table, and held it firmly.

"It's too blatant. If you want to steal something, why do you have to wait for us to fall asleep?"

He spoke with a smile, but his silver pupils were sharp.

"Ah heh heh..." The black figure let out a weird laugh.

"It was discovered."

Alger pinched the topaz on the table: "Want this?"

"Hee hee hee, can you give it to me?" Soi Ying didn't struggle, and spread it out on the table in a very bachelor.

"you guess."

Alger lifted him up, looked at him, and shook him exploratoryly.

The black shadow is really a black shadow, condensed together like a cloud of black mist, barely has the shape of a human being, but the texture is as strong as rubber glue, and it will not disperse no matter how hard it is beaten.

"What is this?" Burgess asked through the shadow.

"I also want to know."

Alger threw it on the ground, and the black shadow bounced twice like a jelly candy. It didn't hurt from falling, and it simply lay down on the ground with its chin propped up, staring at the two stones without escaping.

"Looking at its shape, and the lingering breath of death, it's probably a kind of undead."

After talking with Burgess, Alger looked at the black shadow on the ground: "Come on, please tell me your purpose."

"Jie Jie hehehe, I want what you have in your hand."

"What are you going to do?"

"I want to change my body with the devil." Soi Ying said very frankly.

Alger raised the crystal in his hand: "Don't you already have it? Why do you want to steal it from us?"

"Huh? Did you discover this?" Soi Ying took out a small bag out of nowhere, poured out three gemstones of red, blue and green, and stretched out his short fingers to flick them.

"I don't know how much it takes to get it, so I have to save more. Hehehe."

Gems are offerings?

Alger remained calm, playing with the citrine in his hand.

"Just take it out like this, aren't you afraid that I will rob you?"

"Hey hey, I can't beat you, if you want to grab it, I can't help it."

The black shadow rolled back and forth on the ground twice, its face was blurred, and no expression could be seen, but this did not detract from his unshakable temperament in the slightest.

"I won't steal you."

"Eh? Then you're such a nice guy. Hoho."

"Stop laughing." Burgess couldn't bear it.

This weird laugh is really too ugly.

"Ah yeah?" The black shadow suddenly jumped up from the ground, threw itself in front of Burgess, and looked closely at him: "Wow, beauty——"

Just looking at it wasn't enough, it reached out to Burgess, wanting to touch him.

Before the dark hand touched the fair skin, it was blocked by the sudden flash of golden light, which was an invisible protective field formed by the talisman.

As if encountering a soldering iron, there was a "stab" sound, causing damage visible to the naked eye, the solid figure blurred for a moment, and the black shadow withdrew its hand like lightning.

"Hiss—" it hugged its hand, and asked aggrievedly, "Why do you still have thorns?"

Alger laughed lightly from the side.

"Don't laugh either." Burgess glared at him.

Go and go.

Alger restrained his smile, made a comforting gesture, and then continued to say to Sombra: "I don't intend to rob you. After all, I don't even know the authenticity of the ceremony. It's unwise to make enemies hastily."

"That is to say, if the ceremony is real, you will still rob me?"

The black shadow jumped back in some panic, gathered the gem, and held it tightly in his arms.

"Anyway, I also have a wish to realize, if these two gems are not enough..." Alger looked at him meaningfully, and did not continue.

"Hey—beauty..."

The black shadow wanted to hide from Burgess, but he kicked him away impatiently.

The black shadow shrank back in grievance, hung his head, thought for a long time, and then asked a little cautiously: "Then I will tell you the location of the ceremony, and I will be your companion, okay?"

"Do you know where the ceremony is located?"

"Of course I don't know. I searched and searched the entire mountain range before I found a few possible places. If you don't come with me, you have to search again by yourself."

As Soi Ying spoke, he gradually gained confidence and began to harden himself.

In the prison guarded layer upon layer, the candlelight was dim.

The prisoner dressed as an adventurer has been put on ordinary shackles and is locked in the deepest cell.

The priest said that he is a dangerous member who has been bewitched and depraved by the devil. You must take care of him carefully, and you must not listen to his nonsense.

The moonlight shines from the small window on the high place, with the shadow of the railings, and it is reflected on the ground one by one.The mouse was scurrying around the corner, making a "cheeping, chipping, gurgling" sound.

The prisoner was leaning against the wall alone, just under the window, avoiding the light brought by the double moons, his body sitting on his knees was hidden in the shadows, like a stone statue, motionless.

The guards guarding the outside changed rounds, and the sound of armor colliding seemed to startle him suddenly.

The prisoner raised his head slightly, his eyes were empty, and there was a secret smile on the corner of his mouth.Wisps of black mist rose from his body, and not long after, his body suddenly collapsed while he was leaning against the wall.

Alger and Burgess followed behind the shadow, and they were walking in the mountains.

Not the trails, not the tunnels, but the mountain itself.

Burgess held a torch in his hand, the orange-red flame was burning quietly, and bursts of magic waves came from it, and the soil and rocks illuminated by the flame turned into a chaotic nothingness with a thick earthy yellow color. The three walk through.

"Ah, it's amazing." The black shadow bounced and led the way ahead.

"Walking here is like walking on land."

"Can't you walk through entities?"

Alger's voice came from under the hood.

"Well... of course it is possible, but it is still more difficult than an empty place..."

The shadow said vaguely.

"Are you coming soon?" Alger also asked casually, and then mentioned the distance.

"It's coming soon, let me see, um...it should be a little higher."

Burgess muttered two incantations, and the inscriptions on the torch lit up.

The surrounding environment has not changed, except for the khaki, which is still khaki, but the positions of the three of them have risen as they move forward.

After leaving that chaotic space, they stood in a cave.

The torch in Burgess' hand was extinguished, and a magic lantern was lit instead.

"Why do you look at me like that?" Burgess frowned and looked at Alger.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking, you have a lot of things on you."

It seems that there are no big pockets or sleeve pockets. How did you bring them out?

"Some storage magic tools, if you want..."

"No, you're welcome."

Burgess snorted softly and began to look around.

It was a broad cave, perhaps forty or fifty feet high, and more than two hundred feet long and wide.The ground is pitted and full of raised rocks.The hole facing outwards is not big, under normal circumstances, an adult man needs to bend down to barely pass through.

Burgess surveyed his surroundings.

"There is no trace of man-made excavation, it seems to be formed naturally. And the entrance of the cave is a cliff, generally speaking, it is difficult for ordinary people to enter."

Alger added later: "The ground is very uneven, making it inconvenient to set up a magic circle. It is unlikely that this place will be used as a ceremony location."

He turned to Sombra: "Take us to look elsewhere."

"Well——" the black shadow dragged out its tone, as if thinking, and soon it replied: "I will show you one more place at most today, if I explain everything at once, I have nothing to exchange with you .”

Burgess sneered when he heard this, and was about to say something, but was stopped by Alger.

The executor smiled good-naturedly: "You are very thoughtful, and asking you to give all the answers at once is really unfair to you, so let's do as you say."

"Now it's time to talk about justice." Burgess muttered behind him in a very dissatisfied tone.

The mountains are here, and you can find them yourself if you want to find them, but it takes a little more effort. As for making such a compromise to make this little thing feel at ease?

The poet of truth is hypocrisy.