Rebirth of the Viking King

Chapter 636 59

The "Greedy Wolf Path" under the Hahuoran Temple where you practiced ancient times.

After experiencing 13 years of confrontation with undead sword cultivators in the underworld, he had already reached Sequence 3 "Gluttonous Wolf" at this time.

Growing up in the cold coniferous forest of Murmansk, cold beasts rely not on their sharp claws and fangs to survive, but on their sharp eyes and strong perception of the surrounding illusions.

After practicing to this day, it is quite difficult even for the Golden Core monk to get close to Gulaoer quietly.

I never expected that in this empty and dark room, there would be a mysterious man lurking in the corner, as if waiting for his arrival.

Gulaur, who turned around, did not immediately start to fight back.

Although the person who came had put his palm on his shoulder, he did not exude any killing intent. Light steam surrounded the two people, and when the weak firelight rose between them without warning, Gulaul finally saw the face hidden in the thick fog.

It was a very ordinary face.

It was so ordinary that after observing it carefully for a long time, it seemed difficult to discern any features on this face.

"Graul, the Greedy Wolf, I have been waiting for you in this city for a long time."

The water temperature on the top floor of the Grand Bath Palace is not high, so few people go there. When the woman began to speak, the firelights on the surrounding wall lamps went out. It is not difficult to see that this woman is not waiting here alone.

She has many companions hiding in the darkness not far away.

"My name is Microa."

"I believe that before you set off, Ecbert must have mentioned me to you."

Gulaul nodded slightly and relaxed his tense muscles.

"That's right."

"He did mention to me that you are the intelligence chief we installed in this city."

Even as rough and rude as Grauer, as his horizons broadened, he gradually understood the importance of intelligence.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Viking Queen Mehrantin expanded her territory in Constantinople alone and made the Skylark Chamber of Commerce bigger and stronger.

However, anyone who tries it will immediately understand that this is simply impossible.

Even the old monster Nascent Soul cannot build a country by himself. The same is true for businessmen. Even if a person has powerful hands, he cannot open up a new business kingdom by himself.

Mohlantin was just the representative of the Skylark Chamber of Commerce who was elected to the eyes of the Roman citizens.

Behind him, there were countless subordinates working secretly day and night. There must be someone among them who is responsible for secretly collecting intelligence, or performing some gray operations that are not on the table.

Mycroa is the one who hides behind Mehrantin.

Before setting off, Ecbert did mention this person to Satgulaur. The origin of this man is quite mysterious. It is said that he was once the fire-bringing bishop in Paris, and he also played a lot of role in the war 13 years ago.

How exactly did this person fall into Loki's hands, and how did he enter Constantinople? Ecbert talked a lot about it, and Gulaul heard almost everything. Didn't listen.

He only remembered the most important thing.

If this person suddenly appears, he must have a very important mission.

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"The main purpose of this meeting is to tell you that those beasts from the Illuminati have learned about your entry into the city."

"As expected, the Illuminati also has spies in Paris."

Gulaur nodded slightly, grabbed the towel, soaked it and put it on his forehead. The slightly cold water flowed down his face, and he couldn't help but recall the silent coast under the red moon in the underworld, like flowing black stones.

"But you don't have to worry too much."

"Everything is under the control of the 'Prophet'."

"It only took 13 years for the Kingdom of Normandy to develop to the scale it is today, and for you to crawl back from the darkness of the underworld, all because of the precise calculations of the 'Prophet'."

He is the most powerful weapon in our hands.

After getting up from the hot spring, Gulaul saw that everyone around him admired the gray old lizard extremely, perhaps because he showed so many "miracles" casually.

From the Slavic kings to Ecbert, from the Vikings to the French officials in Paris, everyone who knew the existence of the mysterious prophet regarded it as a god.

The prophecies he made were not the psychedelic unknowns derived from the sacrifices and incense burned by the "Raven Passers".

All the predictions made by Mutu were immersive, as if he were observing them personally. He could give the precise time, the number of people present, their clothing, and everyone's facial expressions.

Even down to what moves they will use to start.

This is undoubtedly beyond the understanding of the word "prophecy" by mortals in the Middle Ages.

Even Loki believed everything Mutu said after returning to Paris.

"The prophet once said that you will encounter danger when entering the city this time, but everything is within controllable limits."

“The only one you need to worry about is Betug, the ‘Lord of Disaster’.

He is a character that even a prophet cannot fully understand. "

"If we encounter an opportunity, we must work together to get rid of this most dangerous enemy."