Mystery: The arrival of the new Black Emperor

The next day, Tuesday, Hobert was woken up by "The Fool" early in the morning. It turned out that "Little Sun" had collected all the extraordinary materials and used the Fool's sacrifice to pay the emperor.

There are four pieces of the same sequence 8-level main material, and one sequence 9-level main material.

Hobert didn't recognize them either, so he simply sacrificed them all to the "State of Disorder".

In the afternoon, Hobert accompanied Christine to see off her adoptive mother, Lisa, as well as Donna and Tyron.

Menlisa's expression was calm, as if she had been prepared for it.

Donna's emotions are extremely rich, including her yearning for travel and her reluctance to leave her father and Hobert.

Tai Lun's reluctance was greater than his longing. He wiped away tears several times and his eyes were red.

Watching the train go away, Christine and Hobert each took a carriage home.

When they got on the carriage, Christine said to Hobert: "Let's move back here in the next few days."

Hobert agreed, and returned to Blanca Street with mixed emotions. He saw the empty easy chairs, and it seemed that the whole house had become deserted.

Forsi and Xio did not give up the rent in their previous rental house. They moved out to avoid Chillinges. Now that the grass on Chillinges' graves is growing tall, they might as well move back.

Hobert sat on the sofa, poured a glass of wine and drank slowly. The successive farewells made him not in a good mood.

He wasn't in the mood to make dinner by himself, so he went to the Dixi restaurant not far away.

After eating and drinking, he returned to the bedroom and entered the "Land of Disorder". Now only gold pounds and those magical items and extraordinary properties that looked pleasing to the eye could soothe his soul.

Sitting on the "Iron Throne" and looking at the piles of gold pounds, Hobert saw that the star representing Rafter was expanding again, and he thought to himself: In this case, you can't blame me!

Spreading spirituality to the star representing Rafter, Rafter prayed the same as usual, praying for the attention of the "creator" and asking the "creator" to help him point out the way to restore the glory of the family.

Hobert used "real vision" to confirm again that at least no one was watching within a dozen meters around him, and Rafter's condition was normal.

He thought for a while before projecting his power and image to the stars: "You have to pay a price for praying for my attention!"

…

Backlund, 29 West Vilas Street, Queens.

During this period of time, in order not to miss the gaze of the mysterious being, and in order not to leave a bad impression on the mysterious being, Rafter stayed at home. He did not even go to the casino, nor did he recruit street girls to visit him.

That night, he drank red wine in frustration, feeling that his recent prayers were like a fool's performance.

Maybe that honorable name will not point to any existence at all, maybe that mysterious existence will never answer his prayers, and even if it does, there is a high chance that he will lose control and become an irrational monster.

While Rafter was thinking wildly, he saw a majestic figure who looked like he was sitting on a sword, and heard an extremely solemn voice: "You have to pay a price for praying for my gaze!"

Pa~

As the wine glass fell to the ground, Rafter felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, excitement and fear intertwined in his heart.

It took a full two seconds for him to react, and he immediately lowered his head and knelt down on one knee: "Respected great being, please forgive me for being rude just now, and what price should I pay to continue to get your attention.

"I have served you once before at the Russell Memorial Exhibition. Please accept the service of your humble servant Rafter Pound. Please help your humble servant guide the road to restore the glory of the family."

The majestic voice did not answer, which made Rafter feel uneasy.

But soon, a picture appeared in Rafter's mind: he was running on the streets of Backlund, and under the light of the gas streetlight, he vaguely saw a shadow lying on his back.

Rafter took a breath. He recalled that it was exactly the scene when he returned from digging for relics in his family's property: That illusory figure... Oops, I'm possessed by an evil spirit underground!

Fortunately, another picture appeared in his mind next, which was of himself at the gambling table. The illusory figure was still there and became more solid.

Suddenly, the shadow seemed to see something terrible. A mysterious force pulled the shadow off Rafter's body, and was crushed by the mysterious force.

Then Rafter found himself, as if possessed, going to the Russell Memorial Exhibition.

At the end of the second scene, Rafter regained his thinking. He immediately recalled that there was a time when he always felt tired easily, and no matter how much he rested, it didn't work.

The two pictures that the mysterious being showed him made him understand the truth: While digging the tunnel, I was possessed by an evil spirit underground. It was the mysterious being who took action to eliminate the evil spirit, but I paid The price was that I was manipulated by a mysterious entity for a period of time, and I went to the Russell Memorial Exhibition and did some actions that were against my original intentions.

But new doubts arose in his heart: "Dear great being, thank you for saving me from being killed by evil spirits. Please forgive me for being reckless. It turns out that I was not serving you at that time, but was paying the price.

"But I have a question, why did you notice that I was possessed by an evil spirit?"

Theoretically speaking, this powerful being should not pay attention to a "low-sequence" extraordinary person.

Just listen to that solemn voice saying: "Because of your blood."

Rafter was stunned, the bloodline of the Pound family? No, no, no, in order not to arouse the fear of the royal family, when the Pound family was at its most glorious, there were only two Sequence 5s.

This great being must refer to the bloodline of Blood Emperor Tudor.

It is very likely that this being is a big figure from the Fourth Age. Perhaps this great being was also present in the war between the four emperors that swept across the northern and southern continents.

He immediately thought: Since I did not immediately turn into a monster or madman, then this great existence may be a strong man in the Blood Emperor's camp. Even if not, there is no ill will toward the Blood Emperor and the Tudor family.

Rafter said in the most respectful tone: "Excuse me, what price should I pay so that I can always receive your attention and guidance?"

"Prove your trustworthiness and loyalty."

Rafter immediately knelt down on his knees: "Please accept my effect..."

"I don't need this knightly allegiance."

"Then you..." At this moment, two more pictures appeared in Rafter's mind. The first picture was a street sign: Connaught Bostan Cemetery.

The second image is a tombstone with the name "John" engraved on it.

The solemn voice said: "I will give you a small task to prove your reliability: there is a small gadget in the coffin, sacrifice it to me!"

Rafter said quickly: "Thank you for your mercy."

The huge pressure disappeared. If it weren't for the wine glass and spilled red wine on the floor, Rafter felt as if he was in a dream.

He knelt on the ground and murmured: "That grave, that coffin, um, in Connacht City, do you want to go?" He had a hunch that this "little" task might not be that simple.

While thinking about Rafter, he stood up. Only then did he realize that his whole body was soaked with sweat.

At this time, a trace of madness flashed in Rafter's eyes: "This is an opportunity. I must seize it. Even if there is danger, my situation will not be worse than now."

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