Chapter 1682: All Kinds of People Making their Move

Chapter 1682: All Kinds of People Making their Move



"It is ironic indeed" Mister Moscow has seen many things in is life.

But he never thought he would see the day where the Crime Alliance is more like a bastion of freedom than a crime organization.

Decentralized organization, scattered all over the world, doing their own thing.

They all have their own desire and aspiration to fulfil. And the Red Table had to evolve to supervise and to adapt with these people joining in.

The world power is not always right. But they are mighty. And might makes right. But in the Crime Alliance, and in the world, there are people who would rather die than betray their ideal.

And some people might call them an idiot. How can a little songbird understand the ambitions of a grand swan

"And I could respect these people" Mister Moscow sighed.

He was about to go out of the cove when suddenly he hears the sound of a flapping of a bird. His eyes narrowed and from the giant entrance of the cove, he could see two birds flying in

And he narrowed his eyes even further.

Why?

Because nothing should be able to enter this cove without persimmon. Most brides, most animals, most sea creatures would find another road if the come near this cove.

There is an animal repelling scent around the cove. It could not be smell by human nose, and even Disk Formation leveler could not smell it.

Unless they truly concentrated, this smell is very subtle and only affects the animals

But now, two birds could fly through the invisibility formation, avoid all of the other measures.

Mister Moscow is ready to throw his weapon when he saw the birds.

It is a kind of bird he recognizes. Because he had seen these kinds of birds before

"Ravens" he mutters to himself. Two ravens, flying around

And then these two ravens landed on the table. It pecks at the stone table.

Mister Moscow could guess who send this raven.

"The Trickster" He look at the raven and then he holds the raven. The raven did not even seem surfside. Mister Moscow rub the back of the raven and something come off from the raven

A feather.

A very peculiar feather.

Because he could feel energy coming out from this one feather.

"Hmm?'

This feather fall onto the stone table and Mister Moscow took the feather.

He look at the feather for a few second before burning it with his energy and then a sliver of silvery white thread of energy flew into his head and he immediately have information downloaded into him.

Mister Moscow was not surprised at all.

Instead, he seems to have anticipated it.

It's not the first time he had experienced this kind of downloading of information straight into his mind.

He has seen these birds before and he has experienced this kind of magic before.

He closes his eyes and let the information fills his mind and a few second later, he opens back his eyes.

"The Baltic Sea?" he thought to himself. Loki told him to bring him a rock formation. He doesn't care how he does it, he just want the rock formation to be brought to him as fast as possible.

There is also some weird instruction in the information packet that has just been downloaded into his mind

"If it hums, don't knock on it?"

What kind of stone formation is this? And why is Loki changing his request. Before, he ask him to find a person not of this world.

Now, he is sending him to the Baltic Sea. The map shows a vaster sea than the Baltic Sea but Mister Moscow knows the Baltic Sea

robe.

Around him there is three feet scorpions carcasses.

"This beast is weak but useful" he thought to himself as he brought out a stone pestle.

This stone pestle radiated red and purplish aura.

He then goes to one of the scorpion carcasses and approach the scorpion stinger.

Using a dagger, he cut the stinger and then bring the stinger to the area of the pestle.

Tok!

Tok!

Tok! He began pummelling the stinger in the pestle. In just a few second, the stinger is mashed into paste and liquid poison fills the pestle with a bit of scorpion paste

Then he took a cloth and scoop the paste with some kind of spoon that is reinforced.

He poured the paste and the liquid poison that is already finely pummelled, pass through the

cloth but some of the meats is stuck in the cloth.

Using his hand, he wring out the poison left in the meat.

The few liquids poison that did not fall into the pestle falls into the cold damp hard ground of

the cave and the moment it fell, it immediately melted the ground.

This person only shakes his head.

He goes to another scorpion and repeated it until he get almost half of the pestle filled with

the poison of these giant scorpions.

Then he flick his finger and wherever he flicks his finger there is a small fireball that is flicked

off from his fingers.

These fire then burns all of these scorpions into ashes.

Waving his hand, these ashes scattered out from the cave.

Then he sit before the pestle and brought out a bag from his sleeve. This is a bag of holding,

more like a pouch.

He then began bringing out things from his pouch.

There is all kinds of herbs.

Some of them is known to the world and some are so weird and unknown that one wonder

where did this person find all of this

This person then added these herbs into the pestle and each time these herbs was thrown into

the pestle it is immediately melted by the poison of the scorpions

But as more and more herbs is thrown into the pestle, the colour of the poison changes.

From dark red to purple, to gold, to grey, to white to bright red, to dark brown.

It changes every time a new herb is introduced into the pestle

And then after it reached a certain colour and emitted certain scent, creating a small cloud of

dark red above the area of the pestle, a scent that travels all over the cave, this person finally

stop.

He then took out a stone bowl.

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