Extract Skills and Explore Dungeons (Random Skills: Exploring Dungeons)

Not far from the city center, there is a courtyard.

And the prophet that people say is in this courtyard, and this is where he lives.

At the gate, a soldier can be seen guarding.

The clothes and weapons on this soldier are obviously the soldiers guarding the city.

The armor on these soldiers is very low, and only the center of the chest has armor. Even though guarding the gate of the prophet should be a relatively important position, it is still the case.

Kane and the others followed behind Umberto and walked towards this courtyard.

He seemed to be very familiar with the city.

When Umberto appeared and walked straight towards the courtyard, the soldiers standing at the door kept staring at him closely.

"stop!"

The spear in his hand was tilted slightly, his eyes fixed on Umberto who was coming, and he yelled loudly.

Seeing Umberto standing there, without any intention of taking a step forward, he asked, "This is the residence of the Prophet. You can't come in or out without notice. Who are you?"

"My name is Umberto, and I'm a doctor." He bowed and saluted as he spoke.

Afterwards, he smiled and said to the soldier in front of him, "I'm here to see the Prophet, and I want to know something."

"Wait a minute, I will report."

After finishing speaking, he stared at Umberto, turned around and came to the door, said something to a person inside, and then waited outside the door.

Umberto was not impatient, and stood quietly.

Kane and the others stood around like this, Kane thought the soldier would drive Umberto away.

"Did you feel anything?" Claire looked at the courtyard in front of her and asked Kane without looking back.

Kane nodded, and pointed at Umberto in front of them: "There is someone like him who can control the magic power in his body. It should be the prophet they said. The strength is not very good. It should be copper." not higher than Silver."

Hearing Kane's words, Claire nodded, touched the temples beside her ears, and asked with some doubts.

"If the strength is so weak, is it really capable of becoming a prophet?"

To be able to predict one also needs to have a certain level of strength, no matter how you say it, it doesn't seem like something that can be done at the Bronze level.

With a bronze-level physique and magic power, is it really possible to predict the future?

"Who knows, if people in this world can do such a thing at a weak level, it's not impossible."

"That's right."

After all, there are differences in every world, it just depends on where and how big these differences are.

While they were chatting, the person who had gone in to report had already returned.

After standing in the ear of the soldier and saying a few words, the soldier came over and stared at Umberto.

"Okay, you can go in now."

"thanks."

Umberto nodded, and then walked into the courtyard through the opened gate.

Kane and the others followed and also walked in.

The yard in front of him was surrounded by a wall of about two meters, with a green lawn on the ground, and a greenhouse could be seen in the corner not far away.

A 3-story building can be seen behind the courtyard. The building is made of white marble, and its appearance is naturally better than most of the buildings in the entire city.

Obviously, this is more in line with a profession like a prophet, which is very distinguished by the title.

It can be seen that the pruning workers are holding short scissors and trimming something on the lawn and greenhouse.

Maids can be seen coming and going in and out of the building.

A middle-aged man stood at the door of the building, his clothes looked clean and tidy.

Looking at Umberto, he came up.

"Hi guest, please come with me."

After speaking, he turned around and led the way. Umberto didn't say much, and followed the man and walked into the building.

The whole building is not complicated, and it is a hall when you open the door.

Then the middle-aged man took them to the second floor from the stairs next to them, and pushed open a small solid wooden door. Inside was a relatively spacious living room.

On the sofa in the lobby, an old man who looked about 50 years old was sitting there quietly.

His clothes were simple yet luxurious.

He raised his head when he heard the voice. Although his face looked a little old, his eyes were not cloudy, and he looked very energetic.

One look makes people think that he is very healthy.

"It should be him." Kane said beside him.

Although the magic power in the old man was calm, it was not dead silent.

He looked at Umberto as if he knew him, and pointed to the sofa next to him.

"sit."

Umberto was also polite, and walked over directly, and sat on the sofa.

The old man stared, and the middle-aged man standing next to him said, "Go out too, and close the door."

The middle-aged man nodded and saluted, then pushed out of the living room and closed the door from the outside.

At this time, the entire living room seemed relatively quiet.

"I've heard rumors about you, spiritual doctor, right?"

The old man who was suspected of being a prophet said suddenly.

Umberto stared at the old man with a strange expression on his face, but he still spoke calmly, and said calmly, "It's just a false name."

"Why did you come here to find me? No one should invite you here. No one is sick here."

Hearing the old man's words, Umberto stared at him closely, then shook his head: "No, someone is sick, and very sick."

"Hahahaha..." The old man looked at Umberto's eyes and suddenly laughed.

"You don't want to say, I'm sick, do you? Cough cough cough!"

Maybe it was because he was too excited to speak, which caused the old man to suddenly cough and cough for a while before he recovered.

Claire next to him asked softly in Kane's ear, "Do you see what's wrong with this old man?"

Kane shook his head: "I look pretty healthy."

"It's just abnormal health." Metzker said suddenly.

Kane and Claire are not healers, and they don't know much about it.

So they didn't quite understand what Metzker meant, because in their eyes, the old man was very healthy.

As for what kind of state of life the old man should be at this time, they don't know.

"We have met before, I should have told you at that time, use your ability carefully to achieve a balance with the spirit, otherwise it will lead to disaster."

Umberto stared at the old man in front of him and said.

Hearing his words, the old man turned around and stared at him firmly: "I thought I was wrong, you still maintain such a young appearance for so many years without any change, it's really enviable. "

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Umberto slowly exhaled a cloud of mist from his mouth.

The cloud turned into a thin thread and wrapped around the old man's hand.

Then the thin thread was pulled twice, and the old man raised his hand slightly.

The old man did not stop all this.

"You're about to become one with him, you're about to fall into the other side."

"you!"

The old man suddenly wanted to say something, but silver liquid began to flow from his eyes.

The magic power in his body also began to boil, and the magic power in his body was flowing.

In other words, in the eyes of outsiders, the old man is disappearing from their eyes.

Silver liquid flowed down his eye sockets.

The neck, chest, and crotch flowed along the two legs to the instep.

Then two silver liquids began to wrap around his body, swimming around.

And the old man's eyes regained their luster.

"who are you!"

He regained his vision, and the first thing he saw was Kane and the others looking around in the living room.

"Come……"

He wanted to continue to say something, but he was horrified to find that his mouth was sealed.

"Don't be surprised, be quiet." Kane said slowly, staring at the old man in front of him.

Looking into Kane's eyes, the old man nodded hurriedly.

Obviously, these people in front of him are existences that he can't afford to provoke at all.

Just standing in front of them suffocated him and made the spirit in him restless.

Only then did Kane wave his hand, and the old man realized that his mouth could speak again.

Umberto was at the side, still staring at the old man calmly and said: "You have begun to lose control of the spirit in your body, now you will fall to the other side from time to time, until finally you completely disappear in people's eyes and become the real one. spirit."

Having said that, he crossed his hands against his chin, and stared at the eyes of the old man in front of him with calm eyes.

"This is what you want?"

At this time, the old man was very discouraged, and he slumped on the sofa weakly.

The silver liquid on his body rolled and moved on his body like a swarm of insects gathered together.

"I can't live without him. I can't live without him. I have restraint. I restrained for so many years, until my wife died of illness in front of me because of money."

Having said that, he covered his face with his hands.

"I already had to predict it."

Although his voice was trembling, it could be clearly heard, revealing a sense of determination.

"Really? Then I take my leave."

Hearing this, Umberto stood up directly and said without any nostalgia.

Then he waved his hand, and the cloud wrapped around the old man's hand turned into a bracelet, which he wore on his hand.

Looking at the cloud bracelet on his hand, the old man stared at Umberto with some puzzlement.

"This thing can slow down your falling time a little bit, enjoy your life now."

After speaking, without waiting for the old man to thank him, he opened the door and left the room.

Seeing such a situation, Kane thought for a while, and a mechanical ball the size of a baby's fist appeared in his hand, and he threw it into the corner.

The ball flew out, and disappeared after a burst of magic power.

"Let's go too."

After speaking, several people disappeared in place and appeared at the door outside.

It wasn't until Kane and the others completely disappeared into the room that the old man felt relieved and breathed in the fresh air around him.

And Umberto also went down the stairs.

Even when he saw the guests coming out, the middle-aged man standing at the door still guarded the door, showing no intention of going in at all.

Until the voice of the old man came from inside.

"come in."

At this time, when Umberto walked out of the gate, he found that Kane and the others were already waiting for him at the gate.

"My business has been done. I don't know if you have discovered anything, or if it has brought you any inspiration."

Hearing what Umberto said, Kane shrugged his shoulders: "Maybe, maybe not, let's talk about it later, I'm not used to chatting on the street."

Hearing Kane's words, Umberto nodded.

Standing on the street and talking to the air, it does make him look very strange, although he doesn't mind it.

Afterwards, they walked directly towards the city gate, while the city gate was not closed.

At this time, the sky was getting dusk, the sun had already set on the top of the mountain, and the sky was burning red.

The residents who went out also rushed back to the city.

And the merchants who found that it was approaching night had to stay in this city for one more night.

In the wild at night, it is dark and dangerous, so it is not a good time to stay.