Quenched long order

Chapter 80
The inspector and the mystic woke up leisurely. They supported their foreheads with their left hands and got up on the ground with their right hands. Then, like Sauer, they looked at the surrounding environment.

"Let me see." The mystic rubbed his eyes, "There are neither pure white clouds nor painful flames. It seems that I am still alive."

Unlike the mystic, the inspector first focused on Garland. No matter how poor his memory was, he couldn't remember the color of Garland's eyes wrongly, because the color of Garland's eyes was so eye-catching and special, with a frightening sense of fanaticism, it was hard not to attract attention.

"It seems that your friend can't escape the fate of being polluted." The inspector said softly, he glanced at Saul, his knees were slightly bent, his hands were placed in front of him, and he was already in a fighting posture.

"Wait first." Sauer also looked at Garland, "Garland and the commander seem to be in a different situation, and he woke up before us, don't you think it's strange? We are quenchers."

"You have so many excuses." The inspector put his hand down. After all, he was not contaminated. In the case of the commander causing serious damage, he couldn't convince himself to act immediately in the face of the hard facts. After all, Garland in front of him did nothing.

Of course, if it wasn't for Sauer, he would definitely not consider keeping his hand.

The mystic looked at Garland, her eyes gradually turned bright black, and the effect of the obsidian gem was activated. She was observing the situation in Garland's body, "With all due respect, Garland's body has been polluted, but unlike other polluted monsters, the energy in his body is not chaotic. Instead, it is operating in a way that fits the body, as if he has been blessed."

"Garland, tell us." As he had already had a premonition in his heart, Sauer was not too surprised by the words of the mystic, and he changed the subject.

At this moment, he didn't know what kind of mentality he was in. In a daze, he seemed to recall what Garland said to him when he was stationed, "Just do it as a miracle." He seems to be in the same situation now. Perhaps, Garland, who came to rescue him in the dark with a psychic lamp, is still alive and still in that body, but he chose to rest temporarily.

"This is Stewart Island." Garland said, his voice was calm and calm as usual, and there was no difference at all. "It's just the third entrance, under the island. Before, you were taken back to the island by the waves. For your safety, I brought you here. There is no black fog here, and it is safe for the time being." Speaking of this, he grinned, "You should thank me, I am your savior."

The voice is the same, but the tone is completely different.

The three quenchers looked at each other, unexpectedly, there was a third entrance to the mine on this island.

"Why did you save us? You have...been polluted." The inspector was very puzzled. The fact that the polluted people rescued them seemed more outrageous than him waking up with a full head of hair.

"Because it's not him." A hoarse voice came from behind Garland.

Hearing this voice, Saul felt very familiar. He searched for the owner of the voice in his memory, and soon, a bald old man with a half beard appeared in his mind.

"Spirit stone scholar?" the mystic asked in surprise.

Behind Garland, a head with only half a beard sticks out, and... it stretches longer and longer, followed by an abnormally slender upper body, and two sets of arms lined up on both sides of the body. His arms are waving behind Garland, as if stretching his body.

At this moment, the three crew members woke up from a coma. They raised their heads and saw Garland near the bright light, and the mutated psionic scholar behind Garland.

One of them fainted from the fright of the scene in front of him, while the other two turned around and ran away. One didn't see the way clearly, and hit the wall directly, and passed out.

"Are you still alive?" The inspector responded, but there was no expression of joy on his face.

According to Shaoer's description at the time, the psychic scholar did not die on the spot, but walked deeper into the gold mine, but he was still alive, although in an inhuman manner.

"It's not Garland, is it you?" Saul asked a more critical question. The psychic stone scholar in front of him can't really be called dead, but he can't be called alive either. It's more like a transformation, becoming another kind of creature.

"It's Mrs. Gold." The psychic stone scholar gave the answer.

"Ms. Gold..." The three of them said the title at the same time.

"A cursed gold mine?" Sauer reacted, "Wait, you mean that the curse has its own consciousness?" He didn't know much about curses and blessings, all from the inspector's dictation.

At this time, a suppressed and weird voice sounded, like a howling that was suppressed to the extreme.

The three turned their heads and found that the voice came from the crew member who had just entered the water. For some reason, the crew member's body began to melt, and his facial features slowly gathered together. Obviously, the pollution in his body had already exploded.

The inspector stretched out his right hand, and the rock and soil under the crew were slightly sunken. Then, the inspector clenched his right hand. Immediately, a stone palm protruded from the ground, holding the crew firmly in the palm. Blood flowed from the gap in the stone palm. As the inspector pressed down with his right hand, the stone palm led the crew to move to the ground. Two seconds later, the suppressed wailing sound disappeared in the cave. Where they were standing, only a pair of half-melted feet remained.

"Listen to him first." The mystic glanced at the crew member killed by the inspector, expressionless, "I don't think it's that simple."

"The Golden Lady is a god who descended from Stewart Island and possesses supreme authority. She invites you to join her and become her first servants." The psychic stone scholar raised his head and said, as if the so-called Golden Lady was right above.

"No way?" The mystic expressed disbelief all over his face. "It should be that your mind has been affected. I don't think Mrs. Jin is a god. She doesn't have any resemblance to the gods I've seen."

"Garland, tell me." Saul set his sights on Garland.

Garland showed a painful expression, and then he frowned and said, "Ms. Jin... is in great pain. She wants to ask you to go underground and close the door to the source of blessing."

As soon as he finished speaking, the psychic scholar behind him stretched out a hand and grabbed Garland's neck.

As if he knew it in advance, Garland squatted down to avoid the sneak attack of the psychic stone scholar.

"I see." The inspector's eyes lit up. "The curse of being blessed is a very special situation. The balance between the two is very fragile. If I guess correctly, the powerful blessing comes from deeper in the mine, and it has been strengthening. At the beginning, the curse of the gold mine can benefit from the blessing, and its ability is getting stronger and stronger. But as time goes by, the strength of the blessing has begun to affect the curse of the gold mine itself, and even... is destroying her!"

(End of this chapter)