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"Huh? What's the matter?"

"That is, the girl who was left by the young master before..."

"Is it worried that she will leak the secret?" Wilman shook his head and said calmly: "Don't worry, the inscription is more than just interacting with the Ark."

"That's good..." Qi Ge breathed a sigh of relief.

"Right, mission goal, have you found it?"

"The Holy Communion Cup..." Wilman murmured, and then he sighed softly: "The center of the exhibition hall on the seventh floor, that thing, has been placed in the conspicuous place from the beginning. The place."

Qi Ge was taken aback, and such a conspicuous place was still safe and sound: "That is to say..."

"Yes," Wilman nodded and said calmly: "There are two powerful guardians on that floor."

"..."

Qi Gegan laughed. Sure enough, the ordinary historical relics mentioned before were all new tricks used to appease Meng: "Is there any information about the two guardians?"

"Information...ha, hahahaha—" As if thinking of something that can't help but laugh, Wilman showed a big smile in front of the newcomer for the first time.

"Uh..." Qi Ge was at a loss.

"It's okay, I just thought of some very ridiculous things," Wilman calmed his mood, his smile on the corners of his mouth became a little ironic: "Although it is not as good as the first exploration, but this mission , Ark also dispatched a lot of people [incorporated]."

I was also faint, thinking that all the explorations except the first six times were safe and the rewards were good, so I ran to the muddy water.

"Among them are many people who have come in before, or people related to those who died before, and even..."

——There are people who survived the first six explorations.

"even?"

"Nothing," Wilman regained his senses, shook his head and said: "In short, with the information sharing of these seniors, we can still know a lot of things."

In the cooperative reward mode, the old people in the Ark will still do basic information sharing. After all, it can’t be too ugly to eat, isn’t it?

"The destination of this huge ship is Britain, and the sacrament cup is something that the Sakayanagi family will hand over to the British government and religion. Even if it is an ordinary historical relic, it also involves matters at the national level, except for the arrangement of the Sakayanagi family. The British side will naturally send some personnel to guard."

"Those two people are from Britain, supernatural beings or something?"

Unfamiliar with unnatural forces, Qi Ge hesitated for a moment and said a broad term.

"Supernatural person? Huh," Wilman sneered, "They are not even human."

"...Non-human?"

"Ah, yes, you should be familiar with it," Wilman said with a sneer: "The undead, the monster that **** the scarlet soul, the ghost walking in the night, the remains stranded in the world, or It should be more popular-Vampire, vampire."

"this......"

Qi Ge was stunned, his lips squirming, unable to speak.

"Ha, you think it's funny too, right?" Wilman drank the remaining bright red in the cup. He licked his lips and sneered: "The sacrament cup of the Son of God is actually handed over to the blasphemer. Entrusted to the enemy of the gods to guard, really..."

There should be a limit to joking.

Chapter 13 Oil Painting

"Master, Master! Wait for me!"

"It's too slow, even the physique of the monster can't change your feet. Are you a baby who is not as good as a half-hearted? Silas, Silas Victoria."

The seventh floor, which is different from other lively floors, is the place where the exhibition cultural relics are stored, and it is the place where people will come during the opening hours of the exhibition.

In other words, this is now no man's land.

That's right-[no one].

Da Da Da -

"What? It's obviously the Master who left without authorization." In the empty gallery, a heroic woman with a single ponytail and a single ponytail was striding behind a tall figure in the empty gallery, complaining with a dissatisfaction: "Holy Supper. The cup is at the convention and exhibition center. What are you doing here?"

Slap--

"Holy Communion Cup?"

The man wearing a large red top hat stood in place, turning his face sideways, his right eye under the sunglasses seemed to show an unknown blood, and the lens was dyed black and red.

He cracked a mouthful of sharp teeth that flashed with the white cold light, and said as if mockingly: "There should be a limit for half-hanging, haven't you heard it? Those souls are admirable, the beautiful chirping."

Immediately, he turned around, stood in front of a huge oil painting, and continued: "Murdity, chaos, madness, cursing, death--those countless broken souls, screaming and wailing, roaring wildly. Crazy, it's like, like a sweet song."

"The Holy Communion Cup? Ah, yes, this is the Holy Communion Cup, this is the Holy Communion Cup. It doesn't work if it doesn't, it doesn't work if it doesn't-how can the dead thing with the soul of the Son of God not be evil?"

"—Am I right? Madam."

"Madam?" Silas was taken aback. She looked in the direction where the man turned and saluted, only to find a short figure standing in front of the huge painting with a cane.

"Soul? Evil?"

Sakayanagi Yusu retracted her gaze from the oil painting. She looked at the man, with a gentle and polite smile on her face and said, "What is Mr. Arcado talking about? In the eyes of ordinary people, it is just an ordinary historical treasure. .

"Soul? Isn't the cup empty?"

"Evil? The Holy Communion Cup is a relic of the Son of God, and things related to the Lord, how can it be evil?"

Acado heard this and grinned: "Do you want to be an ordinary person? Your Highness."

Sakayanagi Yusu shook his head: "Having strong emotions and being able to easily feel the passage of time, is there anything wrong with ordinary people? Earl."

"..."

Arcado reduced the smile on his face. He turned his head and looked at the huge oil painting calmly, as if he had been silent for a while before he said: "This is an exhibition of historical relics, except for the sacrament cup. There are many famous historical treasures, big or small, but why is this painting placed here? This is not a world-renowned cultural relic, is it?"

"The Battle of the Mamen Plains——" Sakayanagi Yusu also looked at the huge oil painting, and she said softly: "I heard that this was a battle between the Earl of Tepez and the Earl of Worst more than five hundred years ago. , Painted by Custer."

There was a little black smoke in the red sky, and the dense and messy black spears confronted inward from both sides. The forest of guns that occupied almost the entire picture, but there was a misty cavity in the middle that seemed to lead to an abyss.

Several yellow hat-like objects were stained with blood, and under the gun forest were surging black human heads. Wars, killings, blood, madness, and the entire oil painting, there is no place that is not full of these extreme to pure violence.

"Tepes, Worst, Castell, ha, hahahaha—"

Arcado once again showed his chilling white teeth and smiled: "It seems that the lady is very interested in the history of Vlad III. You can even find this painting."

"Ha ha--"

Sakayanagi Yusu smiled slightly, with a little bit of petting in his tone: "Our child suddenly became interested in the famous piercing father some time ago. As an older sister, if he has the ability, he will naturally satisfy his little hobby. , So this painting is also placed here."