The Death Knell

"Is this what the Three Saints mean? Supreme Mage."

Sure enough, after mentioning the secret library and sealed artifacts, Ian became serious. He stared at Deathstroke's face, and the handle of the white porcelain teapot in his hand made a squeaking sound as it rubbed against his skin:

"Are you sure you know what's inside? Do you also know what kind of risks the earth will face if the seal is opened even for a short time?"

"Ah, I know, well, here, on behalf of the supreme, powerful and benevolent Trinity Weishan Emperor, and in the name of the supreme mage of the main dimension, I ask you to fulfill the ancient contract inherited in the family and temporarily open the sealed secret vault. Let me take one of these items.”

Su Ming was not a spell caster, but he knew what to say. He raised his hand to form a triangle seal on the spot and made a more formal request seriously.

".Ian McNee, in accordance with God's will, please wait a moment, Master Supreme."

Ian, who had doubts at first, waited for a while and found that Emperor Weishan had indeed not descended a clone to oppose the death knell. He immediately accepted the request and went to prepare for the ceremony happily.

He didn't know what Emperor Weishan and Deathstroke were going to do, but it didn't matter, because if God asked it, it must make sense.

The shop owner left everyone and walked to the living area behind the shop, probably to change clothes. In response, Hela looked at the back of the man, then at the death knell who was lighting up his cigarette and smoking again, and said with a smile:

"There seems to be something wrong with this person?"

After saying that, she tapped her temples with her fingers as white as jade, indicating something clearly.

"Ah, don't worry about him. I believe in Emperor Weishan, and he also believes in Emperor Weishan. We are all our own."

Putting down his hands and shaking them, the Supreme Mage blew out a smoke ring, but there was no joy in seeing his own person on his face. Instead, he told a cold joke:

"Why don't you also believe in Emperor Weishan? Say the names of those three from time to time. If you are a so-called light believer, you can probably be protected on earth."

"Haha, don't be kidding, you know that our Asa clan has a close connection with the World Tree, right?"

Hela was amused as she pulled the biscuit plate on the coffee table with her fingers. Since this was a joke that only mages could understand, she found it even funnier when she saw the expressions on the side that neither Carol nor Thanos understood.

"Okay, let's get down to business. What are you looking for here? It sounds like it's something that's being closely guarded."

"Well, strictly speaking, the sealed object protected by the shop owner should be a secret that only the supreme mages of the past can know. If you find out, I will kill you to silence you."

At this point, Su Ming looked at Hela and saw that she was not afraid, so he shook his head after the prank failed and continued:

"But since the thing I'm looking for is actually not one of the four sealed objects, but is just placed in the secret vault together with the sealed objects, it's okay to tell you. It's a magical painting."

There are actually only three of the so-called four major sealed objects here, namely the Sword of Bones, the Ebony Rose, and the Black Mirror. The last missing thing is the original snake crown. Su Ming doesn't bother to go where it is. try to find.

The snake god Seth has died, and the original snake crown is now a waste. Maybe the gems on it are worth some money.

After picking up the snack and stuffing it into the orange cat's mouth, and giving it a drink of black tea, Carol asked: "A painting? Will it be helpful to our current task? That does sound wonderful."

"Haha, that is not an ordinary painting. In ancient times, it was like a mural painted by savages in a cave with stones and mud; in the Middle Ages, it was a somewhat abstract oil painting; in modern times, it was It looks like a poster printed on a factory assembly line."

In fact, the mystery of that painting goes beyond that, but when told to Carol, the death knell still directly describes its intuitive expression:

"It will always change itself with the progress of human society. It is quite fashionable to say that it is like being alive."

"I kind of know why this kind of thing is locked up."

Carol found it incomprehensible and creepy. She had already imagined this painting hanging above her bed, and something crawled out of it in the middle of the night.

What’s surprising is that she originally didn’t know what the painting was, but its appearance had already appeared in her mind. Just hearing Deathstroke mention it felt like she had seen it with her own eyes!

It now looks like a pixel map of a sky with seven flaming red suns.

"Ah, it seems that it noticed you, because you are aware of its existence."

Seeing her expression as if she was seeing a ghost, Su Ming knew that the thing in the painting was paying attention to Carol, so he smiled evilly:

"Some things are like this. You usually get along with it and don't think it's anything, but once you pay special attention, you will find that it is also looking at you!"

"What the hell are you doing? Deathstroke, get it out of my head!" Thanos covered his bald head, obviously feeling very uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, it will recover automatically in the evening. It will be over if you endure it." Su Ming waved his hand to signal Zishu not to be nervous. He also threw a cigarette to the latter and asked him to try to light it up to calm down his shock. : "There is a scumbag who always says that magic is a dark art. What you are encountering now is just the most harmless part of the dark side."

The calmest one among the team members was Hela. She closed her eyes and felt the picture that suddenly appeared in her mind for a while, then nodded and gave a further explanation to the two of them:

"This is a self-portrait of Cinnibus. We just listened to his legend, which is equivalent to looking directly at a group of powerful ancient gods. It will inevitably leave a strong impression, but these ancient gods are kind, so That’s it for now, it makes people feel a little weird in their minds, and there will be no direct harm.”

After hearing this explanation, Thanos looked at Deathstroke and saw him nodding to Hela with a smile on his face, indicating that she was right, and he was relieved.

Compared to him, Carol seemed to have less worries. She held her orange cat's head in both hands and asked it if it had seen anything.

The element-devouring beast looked at her as if she was mentally retarded. He just wanted to eat and sleep. After sleeping, he didn't care what pictures were in his head.

"As expected, you know your stuff. What we are looking for is indeed the 'Enlightenment of Xenibasi'. This painting is actually a door on the earth."

Su Ming, who was smoking, praised Hela's knowledge and expressed his plan in a calm voice:

"That painting is one of Xenibasi's tokens. By activating some of its abilities, we can directly reach the 'Far Realms', a place that is further than ordinary dimensions and more metaphysical. We will use it next My cloak found its way to the Seven-Day Dimension, the only safe way."