Cataclysm King.

Chapter 489 Mrs. Mist?

 “Is it really that coffin?”

Ji Xun looked at the fully loaded beast carts on the street and checked with Ivan again.

Little Loli said that the third car covered with a maroon gold wool blanket had a very, very familiar feeling to her.

 It can only be the mysterious coffin.

 Griffith had previously speculated that this girl might have been born in that coffin. She was the embodiment of spirituality condensed by the laws of high space.

 Similar to the existence of "weapon spirit".

But whether it was the coffin or his identity, Ivan himself couldn't tell what was going on.

There is no way to investigate.

 But Ji Xun also saw two other mysterious black coffins that were similar.

On the neon train that once went to the Bai family, there was a black coffin that could warm the soul and assist in cultivating spiritual power; the Oran royal family also had a coffin that could warm the corpse; and in the ruins of Xia Mu City, Ji Xun guessed that the one with There may also be one on the [Bazquez’s Nether Train] in the weird time realm;

 This is the fourth bite.

These coffins date back to the Age of Chaos before the Talon Empire.

 What it is used for, neither Griffith, the leader of the Dragon Rebel Army, nor Nan Sushang, the high priest, know it.

Ji Xun felt that people from the Holy See probably didn’t know either.

 But they all confirmed that this coffin has super sealing ability.

Ji Xun's thoughts became more active when he thought of this: "It's interesting. An archbishop brought this coffin. Is it to seal some super-level existence? Or does it itself seal something?"

The results of this information were impossible to find in the camp, and he didn't know what it meant.

 But the greater the Holy See’s actions, the less control the situation has.

Thinking again about the old man Xu he met yesterday, Ji Xun had a strong premonition: Something big is about to happen in this dead realm!

But precisely because of this, a familiar feeling of excitement also came over me.

Ji Xun said all his speculations and finally came to his own judgment, reminding: "I suspect that the core of this chaotic storm may not be in the dead zone, but in the camp."

Hearing this, the expressions of Qin Rushi and the revolutionary army members at the same table instantly became solemn.

 They knew what Ji Xun meant by saying this. He wanted to remind him of the risks again. If he continued to stay, he might fall into a dead end.

 But everyone couldn't keep up with Ji Xun's ideas.

Bonnie asked doubtfully: "Ji Xun, you said that the bishop is either eighth or ninth level, and there is also the magic tower. Who dares to cause trouble in the camp?"

Ji Xun didn’t beat around the bush and directly stated the most likely outcome of his deduction, “What if it’s not a human being?”

"Demolitionist" Lawson's expression lit up and he suddenly said: "You mean World of Warcraft?"

"Holy Hammer" Sam on the side finally understood and said: "That's right! There have been so many high-level monsters in the dead zone recently. If we can attract a few to attack the camp, they may not be able to break the city. However, the purpose of this is What? The red-robed archbishop is so powerful, if he really wants to leave, no matter how many monsters he comes, it will be useless."

　　At this point, everyone was also confused.

However, Qin Rushi, who had not spoken yet, already knew what Ji Xun meant, and now he also said: "If it's not for people, then there is something in the camp."

As she spoke, she thought about it and continued: "This camp is originally a sun temple. There may be some items that are crucial to the former Dragon God Marodis. I suspect that the people of the Holy See want to use this as a Bait, lure people from the Sun Sect to attack and take back the item."

I see.

Everyone understood it immediately when they heard it.

 They have been fighting guerrillas all year round in the Eastern Wasteland, so they are very familiar with this tactic.

Of course they understand the difficulty of encircling and suppressing the Sun Sect in the Warcraft Forest.

 Instead of looking for them everywhere, it is better to use bait and annihilate them in one blow.

 Everyone was guided by Qin Rushi's thoughts, and gradually understood what Ji Xun had just said.

Boni was curious again: "Ah, Ji Xun. What is in this camp? Will those Illuminati believers definitely come?"

Ji Xun spread his hands and said: "Who knows? I suspect it may be something related to the [Sun Disk]. After all, even if it is as I guessed, the Dragon God Marodis is still alive, then he has not appeared. The body must be bound by sealing, banishment or some other means, and it requires some means to come."

He really didn't know what it was, but the people in the Holy See obviously knew better than anyone what those heresies needed.

Ji Xun’s understanding of this world is no longer superficial, but he still feels that it is extremely wonderful and mysterious all the time.

There are still too many unsolved mysteries.

 This world has the magical existence of "different-dimensional space", which means that certain things cannot be completely erased.

It's like "ingredients" stewed in a pot. No matter what form it becomes, the decomposed energy matter still exists. Then through certain specific laws, those energy substances can be restored to their original appearance.

  It's like a [Sun Disk].

 Even though this sacred object of the Illuminati Sect may have been lost over the long years.

 But it can still be found in some related extra-dimensional spaces.

It doesn’t matter what “things” are in this camp.

 The important thing is that Ji Xun is now basically sure that someone is going to cause trouble in the camp.

Ji Xun had only a slight sense of crisis before. After all, he thought the battlefield should be in the "Dead Zone".

 However, now that he saw the red-robed archbishop coming to the camp, he knew that something had changed.

People from the Sun Sect can definitely guess it.

 So this battle will definitely be fought.

Ji Xun had watched the scene where Griffiths attacked and killed the ninth-level archbishop before. Ji Xun knew very well that if masters of this level were to fight, just one more look might be the cause of death.

 This is also the reason why he is telling Qin Rushi and others now.

 If you stay here, you may really die.

 Since some danger signs have been foreseen, the normal choice is to leave here first.

 But the people at the table are all revolutionary army cadres who have gone through countless risky experiences, and their hearts are not that big.

Although they were all aware of the crisis, not only did they not shrink back, but there was excitement in their eyes that was eager to try.

 Crisis is bound to be accompanied by opportunities.

Everyone can see that there must be a great opportunity for this dead realm related to the fall of Emperor Lanlingst.

As long as there is a chance, no one wants to leave empty-handed.

Ji Xun added: "But I think, Aunt Qin, aren't you optimistic about the eighth-level pure-blooded **** breed [Dark Peacock]? I do think that if something goes wrong in the camp, that monster may come."

Qin Rushi only nodded: "Yes."

Having learned about the [Dark Peacock] before, she found that the attributes of that hellish beast fit well with her career sequence.

  But as the leader, she has more to consider.

She didn't dare to be careless. She glanced at Ji Xun and asked, "Do you have a plan?"

"No."

Ji Xun shook his head.

Qin Ru frowned slightly as she looked at him.

Everyone also cast surprised glances, as if to say: You don’t even have a plan?

Ji Xun looked at it and laughed at himself, "I am the world" and not everything can be deduced.

 At least not with his current ability.

But he didn’t explain much because he had encountered this situation more than once.

If he hadn't met Old Man Xu, he really thought it would be safest to leave the camp first and watch the excitement from a distance.

 But now that we have encountered it, there are still ways.

Without further ado, Ji Xun stood up and said, "I'll find an anchor first."

 Everyone: “Anchor point?”

Ji Xun nodded seriously: "Yes. An anchor to survive."

 After the team from the Holy See entered the camp, they stationed themselves at the magic tower in the southeast.

 The camp returned to normal bustle.

Not only did an Archbishop and thousands of Holy Dragon Knights come, there were also a large number of mercenaries and adventurers who followed the convoy.

There are many more new faces on the streets.

Ji Xun was not sure whether the other members of the Great Sword Group could contact Old Man Xu, so he and Qin Rushi walked out of the restaurant.

 Qin Rushi's destiny is very special, and another point is that her contracted ancestor Lingxianjia knows Old Man Xu.

 Old man Xu is a good drinker and you can find him in pubs most of the time.

 As expected.

The two of them had just found the second tavern when they discovered a wretched old man in the corner of the bar of the Time Traveler Tavern.

 Wearing a simple adventurer's leather armor, it looks like he has no money at first glance.

He took out a few silver coins and counted them again and again. The embarrassment of having no money to eat after drinking was clearly written on his face.

 But I am also greedy for the cabinet full of fine wine.

 An old wrinkled face full of tangles.

 Finally, he painfully handed over a few steel coins in exchange for a glass of bad wine handed over by the bartender with an expressionless face.

Ji Xun looked at him with a smile on his face, as if the old man had never changed.

I don’t know why, but a legendary figure always finds himself in such embarrassing situations.

He and Qin Ru walked over, asked the bartender to serve the wine, and said hello at the same time: "Senior Xu, long time no see."

Qin Rushu also said hello calmly but respectfully: "Senior."

　In front of this eternal person, no matter what your status is, you must have enough respect.

When Old Man Xu heard someone calling him, he turned to look at Ji Xun and the two with confusion in his eyes, "Who are you?"

  Ji Xun saw this expression, and an unexpected hint of helplessness appeared in his brows.

　　　　, I forgot again.

Ji Xun didn't mind at all and motioned to the bartender to place three large wooden cups filled with rum in front of him.

 He handed Old Man Xu a glass: "I am Ji Xun. Senior, have you forgotten again?"

 Old man Xu saw someone delivering wine, the suspicion on his face disappeared, and all he could see was the wine on the table.

Regardless of whether he recognized it or not, he seemed to be an old man who didn't take advantage of it. He picked up the cup in one smooth gulp and took two big sips.

　　"Good wine" 　　　After the wine was in his stomach, he exhaled a sigh of relief with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Only then did Old Man Xu glance at Ji Xun and the two of them. He still didn't recognize them, but he didn't forget to sell himself: "Are you here to buy information from me? Oops, I said, then you have found the right person. I am this The most experienced guide and information provider in the camp is definitely worth the money.”

As he spoke, his chest thumped loudly.

The drinkers at the bar looked at his posture and cast disdainful glances.

This old man is unreliable from head to toe, and he almost has the word "liar" written on his face.

Ji Xun couldn’t laugh or cry even when he saw it.

Having seen Old Man Xu's status as a "divineer" a hundred years ago, he knew that this guy looked unreliable, but in fact he was still very reliable.

Today this old-timer plays the role of "intelligence businessman", so just think of him as such.

Ji Xun didn’t expect the other party to recognize him immediately.

 The most important purpose of coming to the door is to confirm that this "anchor point" is in the camp.

 At least no matter what happens, Old Man Xu will not die.

 In Ji Xun's eyes, this anchor can anchor many things.

 The drinkers on the side seemed to be spoiled by Old Man Xu’s sloppy appearance, so they turned around and left.

Ji Xun and Qin Rushu were sitting at the bar.

 Old Xu seemed to be thirsty and drank a large glass in two gulps.

Ji Xun didn't mind at all and asked the bartender to serve a few more drinks.

 Since the person is here, there is no need to be in a hurry and we can chat slowly.

Ji Xun asked casually: "Senior, why did you come to the Warcraft Forest?"

 Old man Xu also seemed to feel a little embarrassed about drinking someone else's wine, and responded: "It's just a meal."

"oh."

Ji Xun listened and took it seriously.

 Before, he couldn't understand what was going on with Old Man Xu.

 But now as his horizons have improved, he gradually found that he seemed to be able to understand a little more.

Ji Xun is also good at acting, but he knows very well that no matter how perfect his acting is, there are traces to follow.

 But Old Man Xu’s performance never gave him this feeling.

This feeling is like that of an actor. No matter how he acts according to the script, there are always traces of performance.

 As for Old Man Xu, he is the character described in the script.

 It is like some rules for the operation of the universe. No matter what his identity is, he is not out of the ordinary.

Since he was an intelligence businessman, Ji Xun planned to make good use of this condition before he recognized himself.

He asked directly: "Senior Xu, I would like to ask, does [Underworld Peacock] have any weaknesses? If you want to deal with it, how can it be possible?"

Before the old man finished listening to what he said, he looked like he was afraid that the other party would regret the consultation, and rushed to answer: "Hey, little brother is really knowledgeable! When it comes to the [Underworld Peacock], no one knows it better than me. What about the Peacock?" , high-level pure-blood **** creature, annihilating beam, breaking all spells."

"Um."

Even though Ji Xun had heard him and others play it on the street yesterday, he still listened carefully at this moment and nodded in approval from time to time.

 Others don’t believe it.

 He has no doubts about it.

Qin Rushi beside her also listened very carefully.

Although she was not familiar with Old Man Xu and felt that everything he said and did was unreliable, she knew he was powerful.

 Old man Xu boasted for a while, and then he realized something after looking at the serious expressions of the two people.

His words stopped abruptly and he suddenly asked: "Are you serious?"

 Thought it was just curiosity.

 It looked like these two people were really prepared to take the [Netherworld Peacock]’s attention.

"Um."

Ji Xun smiled slightly and added: "I know that only senior knows the accurate information about the peacock, so I asked for advice."

Old man Xu had an exaggerated expression of being frightened and muttered: "That's an eighth-level monster! Even a large mercenary group may not be able to do anything. Why don't you ask for something else?"

Ji Xun didn't wait for him to finish speaking. He took out a few gold coins and blocked the old man's mouth. "We'll talk about the rest later. We just want to hear the information about the Peacock."

He didn’t know why Old Man Xu was impressed by a few gold coins, but he had tried it many times before and it always worked.

When Old Man Xu looked at the gold coins, his eyes immediately lit up: "Oh, that's easy to say."

After the money was in place, the old man's problem with his speech was gone, and he said directly: "The peacock has no weaknesses, and the Nirvana Beam is invincible. It can be said that regardless of the warlock profession, the shield is as if he has no clothes on. If you touch it, you will die. The extraordinary armor is just a pile of scrap metal in front of it."

Ji Xun also frowned when he heard this and asked, "Don't you have any weaknesses?"

"this"

Old Man Xu was really doing something when he collected the money. He hesitated for a long time, as if racking his brains, and then said: "Really speaking, the weakness is that the physical body is relatively weak. Don't use any spells to deal with it. The best way is to get close. Good means. Or you have mastered some non-element laws and means, such as time, space, destiny, poetry, order, famine, and war. It may hurt. But let me remind you. There is no eighth level of understanding of the law, so don’t even touch it.”

ˆ “.”

Ji Xun looked very serious as he listened.

 From what others said, he might feel that there is something in it and it is worth pondering.

 But what this person said must be true.

 These are crucial pieces of information that have never been recorded in classics.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Qin Rushi. Her expression was also very solemn, and she seemed to be weighing whether her own strength was qualified to make decisions.

Ji Xun asked again carefully, and found out that Old Man Xu only knew so much about the [Underworld Peacock].

Since he had already asked, he simply asked about the three eighth-level monsters, Phoenix, Hell Flying Dragon, and World-Destroying Thunder Ape, which had recently appeared.

 Old man Xu’s words indeed sound exaggerated, but if you think about it carefully, you will realize that he really hides a lot of key information.

However, after hearing this, Ji Xun and Qin Rushi not only did not feel confident after solving their doubts, but instead became more solemn.

The eight-level monsters that came out of the Dead Realm were all ridiculously strong.

 Drink the wine one glass at a time.

Ji Xun asked some indirect questions about the "Dead Zone".

However, Old Man Xu didn’t give out any useful information.

Ji Xun is also used to it.

 This old man's memory is triggering, and he cannot remember it until he encounters something.

Suddenly he thought of some cultivation issues and asked: "By the way, senior, I have another question to ask. It's about the perception of the field. What I mean is, is it possible for the field to integrate the knowledge of many other fields? Features, the more, the better”

 He knew that others could not understand what he said, but this old man would certainly understand.

Old man Xu clicked his tongue and said, "Field? Oh, you think too highly of me. I'm just a small intelligence businessman, so I don't know anything about the field."

 With Qin Rushi's guidance these days, Ji Xun's understanding of the field has improved rapidly.

 He can now even use Qin Rushi's unique field of "gods descending to earth".

 But this is not his ultimate goal.

The realm of everything that I want to integrate is always not that interesting.

Ji Xun’s extraordinary path was too complicated and special, and Qin Rushi didn’t have any good suggestions.

 I thought that since I met Old Man Xu, I would ask him casually.

 I didn’t expect to get the answer.

 So after hearing this, Ji Xun did not show disappointment. Instead, he smiled and said, "Yeah. Thank you."

　　As he spoke, he raised his glass to indicate drinking.

Another mouthful of wine poured down his throat. Old man Xu seemed to feel that he had drunk too much. He thought for a while with a sad face, and seemed to have forced out an explanation: "The situation you mentioned is too complicated. I remember that I seemed to hear someone As I said, the field is not that complicated. Just like painting, you can paint whatever color you can understand, but it means there is nothing left. Green is green, yellow is yellow. When the colors are mixed together, it is black."

　　　　!!”

Ji Xun didn’t think much when he heard it.

 But when I read this passage carefully, I was stunned on the spot as if I had been struck by lightning.

If Old Man Angxu can remember it, it must have been said by a top card master in history.

 Pigments, colors, mixing!

 A simple metaphor reveals the true meaning of the field!

At this moment, Ji Xun seemed to feel that he had grasped something. His previously scattered thoughts seemed to have a crystallization point.

 The singularity that allows all thoughts to adhere and condense!

Qin Rusu on the side noticed Ji Xun's change, and a strange color appeared in his eyes. He glanced at the old man in front of him again, his eyes gradually deepened.

Ji Xun solemnly said: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance."

 Old man Xu looked at him and suddenly became serious, confused: "Ah? What did I say?"

Ji Xun chuckled.

 He was also glad in his heart that staying in the camp was indeed the right thing to do.

There are definitely not many people in the world who can answer the question just now, and the person in front of me is the most authoritative one.

He thought about it for a moment, and the vague feeling that he wanted to grasp became stronger and stronger, but it still took some time to digest.

Just when Ji Xun wanted to ask a few more questions, the [Ring of the God Thief] on his finger jumped slightly.

 He suddenly thought softly in his heart: "Vampire?"

With a glance out of the corner of his eye, he saw a woman wearing a priest's robe and half-covering her face walking into the tavern.

The woman glanced at the bar and walked straight over.

Wangcai confirmed that this was a vampire, and that his bloodline was of a very high level.

Ji Xun marveled at the woman's courage, but at the same time he thought that the person was here to find him.

　　Unexpectedly, the woman came over, but she greeted old man Xu: "Senior."

Although the opponent was dressed in an adventurer's attire with a cloak covering his face, Ji Xun recognized the voice immediately.

Isn’t this the vampire Countess Mist that I saw at the Parkway Theater in Djinn City?

 She is here, that is to say, Xie Guozhong is also here?

 (End of this chapter)