Chapter 494

There are some lucky people in the extraordinary world. They are ordinary human beings and have no inheritance, but they can always obtain the enviable extraordinary power because of some accidents or coincidence.

The former ace pilot, now an alcoholic, is one of them.

The so-called storm dependents, just like the "wilderness dependents" in Moore Town, will receive huge growth and care in a specific environment.

In other words, for other extraordinary people, the extremely terrible storm weather is very comfortable here. He will not be damaged or even strengthened in the storm. If his practice is deeper, it is easy to call the storm directly.

However, from the word "passive" displayed in the information, it can be seen that he did not practice for his ability.

"Those who have survived many air crashes are regarded as lucky people, but they have lost their relatives one after another. This is the breath of bad luck and a poor man."

Seeing the first piece of information, Tang Qi sighed slightly.

Dispel the alcohol in each other's body with the "body control mantra", and the middle-aged man gradually wakes up, but his face is still haggard and decadent.

"Mr. Eric Hartmann?"

"Huh?"

"You know a qualified pilot can't drink?"

As Tang Qi spoke, he pointed to the empty bottle in his hand.

Eric Hartman seemed to be a little uncomfortable. He suddenly became sober from drunkenness. He was confused for a few seconds. After waking up completely, he looked at Tangqi without covering his face.

Although he became a "storm dependents" passively, he is a real extraordinary person after all, with the most basic perception ability.

In his perception, the young man who looked a little thin in front of him exuded an extremely terrible smell. He seemed to think of something, and a little faint hope flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly looked up and looked at Tang Qi. His lips trembled slightly and his face was hesitant, but he finally said, "as long as you can let me..."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Eric, reviving the dead is the field of gods. I can't do it, and even if there are similar methods, you can't pay the price. Since you're already in the old wine shop, you should have heard a lot of such stories. The resurrected relatives must not be what you think."

Tang Qi interrupted him and calmly said the facts he had known before.

The mysterious side revived, brought chaos and terror, but also gave many people hope.

For example, some people who are lucky enough to become extraordinary, seeing this extraordinary magical power, will want to realize some originally slim wishes and revive their dead relatives, which is one of the important options.

But those people's "attempts" have never succeeded.

Most common consequences:

"They dug out the bones of their loved ones, but it was zombies or monsters who occupied the bodies... Some people recited ancient taboo spells and tried to summon the souls of their loved ones back from the world of the dead, but it was often terrible evil spirits who returned."

"Don't provoke death before you become a God."

Tang Qi spit out another iron law on the mysterious side.

In fact, there is no need for Tang Qi's reminder. Eric Hartman, as a member of the storm, has been hanging out in the old tavern. He has heard too many such stories, so although he misses his relatives very much, he has never made up his mind to touch the taboo.

He came to apply for a job, just holding a glimmer of hope that he could have the existence of "extraordinary aircraft". Both organizations and individuals represent strength.

Maybe there's another way.

But what Tang Qi just said dashed the hope in his eyes.

Eric Hartman's face became decadent again. He slowly lowered his head and whispered, "well, excuse me."

Then he planned to get up and leave.

As Tang Qi said, on the mysterious side, traffic rules are also used. People who drink too much can't become pilots.

Just as Eric got up, a calm voice came into his ear.

"I can't bring the dead back to life, nor can I let you see the souls of the dead relatives, because too long ago, they have entered the 'mysterious' world of the dead, but if you like, you can try to send them a message."

"There is only one chance, and you may not receive a reply."

Tang Qi's words instantly restored the brilliance in Eric Hartmann's eyes.

He suddenly looked up and couldn't hide the surprise and uneasiness on his face. He held back his impulse and said with a trembling: "what price do I need to pay?"

Sure enough, the extraordinary people who have been hanging around for a long time on the mysterious side know that they need to pay a corresponding price to get anything.

Tangqi looks at Eric Hartman. He can really let Eric "talk" with his dead relatives. If Eric's relatives have just died, he can even meet the dead of his relatives with psychic medicine.

But looking at Eric's decadent appearance, it is obvious that his relatives have died for some time.

Unless something unexpected happens, the dead will enter the "mysterious" and unknown death world. As for the final destination, it is a mystery that the extraordinary world can't explain.

Almost all attempts to "return the dead" will end in failure and lead to terrible consequences.

But if it is just to convey information, it is not so serious, and even has a high success rate.

However, it belongs to the category of "necromancy". Tang Qi has not practiced it, but several witches in the whole merada witch group are involved in this kind of witchcraft and have good attainments.

Although the witches have not returned yet, they also taught many teachers in school before they left.

For example, Professor EVA, she is half a disciple of Esmeralda.

Tang Qi had read the staff roster before. One of the teachers was a "Witch of the dead". He was fully proficient in witchcraft such as "whispering of the dead" and "messenger of death", which was enough to help Eric Hartman.

The idea is certain. Tang Qi said directly, "quit drinking and go to office."

"No problem. It may take some time to quit drinking. Can you let me first..."

"No, you can bear it and quit immediately."

Before Eric finished, Tangqi put a hand on his shoulder, and the powerful version of the body control spell was immediately released.

This sorcery that can control other people's bodies can suppress and solve problems involving ancient blood, such as Xueyi and Ruka, not to mention an alcohol addiction problem.

"Ah!"

Of course, the process of abstinence is destined to be painful.

After recruiting the right pilot, Tangqi didn't delay in the old wine shop. Now a group of his friends, Raphael, seem to have a heavy task and are busy.

Old Colson seems to have finally come to the fighting spirit and is determined to improve the rank of his "healer" and not be suppressed by his two strong brothers.

The rest of Savoy and Jason, though, tried to pull TONKY to play.

But both of them have lovers. In order not to be forcibly stuffed with dog food, Tang Qi resolutely refused.

It's Jennifer, obviously willing to date her "Idol".

However, Tang Qi looked at EVA on the side of his eyes and considered his image as the headmaster. He didn't say anything about going for a drink. He just smiled and nodded at Jennifer, saying that he was recently studying a big topic "the birth and collapse of wizard schools". If he was free, he could come to the school to study with him.

Then he opened the door and returned to the secret land of the lake island with Professor EVA and Eric Hartman who couldn't wait to take office.

As soon as Tangqi left, Jason, who failed to feed dog food, was winking at what to say, but at this time, Jennifer, who kept smiling, seemed to hear something and suddenly changed her face.

Along with him, Jason changed his face.

They almost took out a strange thing from their arms at the same time. After seriously receiving a piece of information, they looked at each other and saw strong concerns from each other's eyes. It seems that the bad thing they have been worried about has finally become a reality at this time.

"In the Blake mountains, mysterious organizations appear, opening an exotic entrance in an unknown way, and there are traces of unknown ethnic activities at the other end."

……

Blake mountains, ten minutes ago.

This is a mountain near mihuang City, but a distance from this prosperous city. It does not produce precious tree species or other resources coveted by mankind, so it maintains a complete forest style, primitive and wild.

In a dark valley near the main peak of the mountains, a battle is coming to an end.

The two sides of the battle were knights in black cloaks but with armor inside, and a group of crazy looking believers in rough linen.

Although the number of the former is small, the holy light from their long swords easily slaughtered each other.

The latter seem to have entered a strange state. Even if they are on the verge of death and howl after being irradiated by the holy light, none of them voluntarily surrender, but laugh and hit the altar in the deepest part of the valley.

It was an altar made entirely of flesh and blood and bones. The center was engraved with strange and ancient lines. It was like countless black maggots crawling on it. As those crazy believers hit the altar, they automatically integrated into it.

The faint light of uncontrollable fear and nausea gradually converged into a vague portal.

Boom!

A Knight Sword surging with holy light came from the space, but it had not touched the altar. The holy light attached to it was quickly eliminated. The long sword made of extraordinary materials and attached with holy runes was quietly corroded, and finally disappeared completely, including the hilt.

It was an old man who threw the long sword. He wore the robe that normal teaching staff would wear without armor, but his body under the robe was strong and tall, with snow-white stubble on his chin and cold facial features. The whole person exuded a temperament like steel.

Mihuang city can be recognized as long as it has a wide range of extraordinary people.

This old man is John olasim, the Knight Chief of the "holy Inquisition" in the Light Church of mihuang state, a powerful Knight of light.

Behind olasim, a knight "purified" a believer who had no time to rush to the altar with a long sword, bent over to check, frowned tightly, and quickly came to olasim's side, "They are all peripheral members of the 'head of decay', and the mastermind has escaped before we came. The divination of the prophecy stone is wrong, which should be disturbed by the other party with higher-level strange objects," Hui reported

"Is this the eighth foreign entrance opened by the 'decaying head', or will it be destroyed with the sword of Santosi?"

While the knight reported, several other knights behind him were about to lift out the same heavy "sword box" that seemed to be made of stone.

But before they opened the sword box, olasim stopped them. He stared at the fully condensed door, looked at the ripples surging in it, breathed heavily, and took off his robe that was hindering him bit by bit.

At the moment when his robe fell to the ground, a human arm rotten enough to see bones suddenly poked out of the door. Followed by the second, third and fourth... They gently pressed around the altar and stroked the flesh and blood of those crazy believers and innocent people.

Everyone, including the knight on the side of the old man, breathed quickly.

They suddenly felt a tingling sensation all over their bodies, as if they were touched by those rotten arms.

A knight subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the palm and back of his hand holding the sword. I don't know when, there was an additional light red vertical line. The extreme itch made him put the knight's sword back in its sheath and secretly grabbed it for a few times.

The strange touch came. When the knight looked again, he saw that a layer of skin on the back of his hand had been directly grabbed by him, and "patter" fell. At the back of his bloody hand, a black eye without pupil slowly opened.

Look over, for a moment, the tide of fear is about to drown his soul.

It was at this moment that oresim, who took off his robe, suddenly appeared on the altar. A pair of steel palms went straight into the ripples. The holy light was surging and a huge head was pulled out by him in the fierce wailing sound.

It was a rotten head with only "eyes", with all black eyes crowded together, which was enough to make the patients crazy, and quickly defeated most of the knights in the field.

The terrible itch swept through every Knight's mind.

They could not control the Knight Sword in their hands, and the holy light that erupted automatically in their bodies could not prevent them from growing "rotten black eyes" everywhere. They unconsciously scratched and tore off pieces of skin and flesh.

Seeing the Knights changing one after another, the Holy Light overflowing from olasim's hands suddenly surged several times. With a dull sound of "bang", the rotten head burst into pieces, all rotten arms turned into fly ash, and the Knights became paralyzed one after another.

Watching the black eyes slowly close again, the terrible itch began to recede.

Before all the knights could relax, the ripples surged wildly behind the door, one rotten arm popped out and grabbed the knight of oresim everywhere in a flash. Around his body, rotten heads with "black eyes" popped out.

The Holy Light gushing from oresim's body was constantly eliminated by that deep pollution.

The Knights will continue to mutate. In the middle of the ground, the heavy stone "sword box" suddenly burst open, and a handle seems to be made of white gemstones. The ancient and gorgeous Knight Sword slowly floats up and immediately turns into a dazzling holy light and shoots away at the door.

Olasim's thick voice came at this time:

"Leave here and ask the church and the castle Bureau for help."

"Tell them that there will be a devil tide here. I can block it for... Ten minutes."