Chapter 440

"Fate is a very magical field. Even if bad luck is only a part of it, it can never be underestimated..."

Dunstan threw up a smoke ring, Leisurely way: "In the records of the Federation, there are only a few people who claim to master 'bad luck', and most of them have disappeared into the long river of history... Some of them have not even touched the level of gods at all, but only the professionals of level five or level six... Of course, in the eyes of aborigines, the professionals of level five and level six are also gods! I prefer to call them 'false gods' , according to research, the act of spreading faith may be the need of a career promotion ceremony... "

"But it's obvious that this relic must at least be left by level 6 professionals..." Sulu smiled: "but I'm not interested in it."

He is now busy promoting to level 6 or even peeping into Level 7. How can he spare time to mind this?

"OK, I'll hang its information on the inner ring intelligence. You have the right to know for free..."

Dunstan shrugged his shoulders, apparently not thinking it was a big deal.

"Speaking of this, where is hivinado going? That's a real God..." Sulu asked this question.

In fact, Dunstan would be surprised if he didn't ask.

"Not only the Federation, but also the Chris Empire sent strong men... We even used some dangerous goods to predict. The final result is that hivinado did not leave the world. He went to the dark continent to hide."

"Dark continent?"

Sulu didn't find it strange at all.

After all, the old and new continents occupied by mankind in this world are less than one tenth of the planet.

On the vast marginal continent of the world, there are more extraordinary races, with a large number of relics, and even the concentration of spiritual tide is stronger than here.

For a God, nature is better to cultivate.

It is already the limit for human beings to explore the old and new continents. If they want to find a God on the dark continent, it is not enough to reassign all the exploration teams!

"In this way, it can be said that the crisis has been solved temporarily?"

Sulu mused.

"It can also be said to be postponed... No one knows the idea of a God, and the madman fell into our world that year, and few people know the inside story..."

Dunstan frowned tightly, saw that he had walked near Sulu's house and said goodbye politely.

Sulu came home and said directly to Beatrice, "get ready. I'm going to the Chris empire."

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Chris Empire, northern province, small lake villa.

ANFI, who was humming to clean the room, suddenly heard a knock at the door.

She went over and opened the door. A surprised expression appeared on her face: "it's you!"

"Yes, I'm back."

Sulu smiled brightly and walked into the living room.

"Rod, he's gone to a secret meeting and may be back later."

ANFI asked Sulu to sit down and took Beatrice to the kitchen. The two women chattered and had a common language.

Beatrice seems to be more and more humanized, and it can be seen by the naked eye that her mastery of the undead is constantly improving.

"This is a qualified servant and maid... Wait until I step six, no! After the seventh level, maybe we can consider training her to become a legendary [King of the undead]... "

Sulu lingered on his chin and meditated.

To his surprise with ANFI, rod came back early.

Before the sun set, rod entered the living room with a sound of opening the door.

When he saw Sulu, he looked stunned. He immediately stepped forward, opened his arms and gave Sulu a bear hug: "welcome back."

"Thank you!"

Sulu answered with a smile and glanced at rod again.

"Eh? You came back so early!"

ENFI came out with a plate of roast turkey in her cook's skirt. She was stunned to see rod.

"Things went well today. I came back a little earlier."

Rod smiled at ANFI and said to Sulu, "how about we go out and talk? Maybe we can catch a fish for dinner. The fish here is very good."

"Yes."

Sulu nodded, followed rod outside and started walking by the lake.

"The environment here is very good. There are black bears occasionally... Fortunately, ANFI can make them into dinner!"

After walking some way, rod looked at the sparkling lake and spoke slowly.

"That's not what you're trying to say, is it?" Sulu glanced at rod: "although you specially washed the blood on your body, the resentment of the dead is still haunting you... It's very fresh. I think you just killed someone today? Experienced a battle?"

"Some stupid pigs, only fools whose eyes are fixed on gold coins."

Rod disdained: "I can clean them up with one hand, just don't want to worry ANFI."

"You've changed, but you're moving in the right direction." Sulu smiled.

Of course, he knew that this kind of private gathering was not safe, especially rod was still an outsider with a lot of resources.

However, with the strength of his fourth level [wing demon], he is enough to resist most of the dangers.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

Sulu knew that things might not be as simple as rod said.

"Not for the time being. I have come into contact with a larger secret gathering - the stonemason guild through the channel of the moonlight club. They have more resources, but I don't have much supplies."

Rod rubbed his hands.

"This is simple..."

Sulu threw a leather bag at random. Rod took it and looked at it a little and exclaimed, "so many? And this kind of strange things for storage. The space is so big that there is a room. It is a valuable commodity in itself and can exchange a lot of things..."

"I made it myself."

After the skill of making magical objects is improved to the master level, such strange objects are almost as many as Su Lu as long as the raw materials are sufficient.

"I need several materials urgently at present, and the most important is melanin crystal!"

By the way, he talked about several magical materials he urgently needed. Among them, the black inflammatory crystal was what he needed to complete the "eclipse ceremony".

"This material is not cheap and very rare... But it should be in the stonemason guild. They are famous for mineral crystal materials." Rod was silent and said, "I'll go to avigstone tomorrow..."

This is to show support for Sulu with practical actions.

"Stonemason guild? Is it reliable?" Sulu knows that in the Chris Empire, all kinds of dogmas and rules are old-fashioned and class is solidified. Most of the descendants of craftsmen are sons, daughters or relatives, which forms a small circle of craftsmen with good organizational power.

The one rod found was obviously not an ordinary craftsman guild, but a powerful and extraordinary organization.