Artifact

Night Thirteen met Vanilla of eight to nine-year-old more than a year ago.

In addition to the fact that the two look exactly the same, no matter their origin, time, or place, they are all incompatible!

But how can such a bizarre thing happen in the world?

"Oni Monk, have you investigated Kentaro Remnant, Ono is his illegitimate son with whom, and where did you bury Ono?".

Inexplicably feeling the excitement of Night Thirteen, the ghost monk was stunned to listen to him ask a long series of questions like a cannon, and then asked in a low voice

"Mr. Night, is the person you are looking for ......?"

"The person I'm looking for is exactly the same as the Ono you call her, her name is Vanilla, but she's only eight or nine years old!"

"What?!".

The ghost monk's eyes widened, and he was speechless in surprise for ten seconds.

For a moment, the two suddenly understood why they cherished each other, it turned out that they had the same past, and they both felt the memories of déjà vu!

Night Thirteen said again: "And the vanilla I am looking for was captured by the vampires of the Shamon Sect!".

"Vampires?".

The ghost monk's brows furrowed, as if he was looking for something in his mottled memory: "Mr. Night, it's true that the Shamen Sect kidnaps people, if you want to take them away, you will be taken captive directly, but you said that vampires kidnap people...... I seem to have heard of this...... But 'this thing' is not exclusive to the Shamanism, and its involvement is so complex that you and I can't find out if we work together. "

"How do you say that?".

"Mr. Night, you know that the Shamans have been working behind the scenes of the world for many years, and they not only control families, churches, businesses, but also some important ministers of the state, and even an entire country...... And this vampire, I heard that they made it in conjunction with the Britannica ......".

"Co-manufacturing...... This ......".

"Not only Britain, but France and Germany are more or less unrelated to the Shamanism, after all, who doesn't want to benefit from the Shamanism, which controls such a powerful power?"

Night Thirteen pondered, "According to what you say, things have indeed become complicated. If the vampires are 'monsters' created by the Salmonites for the Britannica, then why take the vanilla?".

The ghost monk frowned and shook his head, but then a resentful smile appeared on his face, and he sighed: "It seems that Mr. Ye said that I was right, and I seem to have really been ...... by some guys."

"Say it quickly, don't sell it, this matter is about the person I'm looking for!".

The ghost monk's tone became vicious

"Mr. Night, the reason why I dare to betray the Shamanism is because I have found a backer that can match it - MI5 (Military Intelligence5) of the British Kingdom. When the British high-level discovered that their subordinate intelligence department was having an affair with the Salmon Sect, they found me through MI5's intermediary and cleared out the Salman spies lurking in the British intelligence system. “

"And that's how I learned that the Salmons had collaborated with some military laboratories in Britain to create vampires. After the deal was completed, perhaps I was considered useful, and the British government secretly granted me amnesty and asylum. After that, I went undercover in the Shamanist Sect, delivering the information needed by MI5. "

"Half a year ago, as a special member, I joined a secret project - MI5 claimed that they had found evidence of the existence of the gods through the research of a secret organization, and promised me that as long as I could provide information about the ruins of Kobiai, I would tell me how to use magic to open the void rift and summon the gods. "

"However, if the vampire had taken the vanilla, the whole thing would have been completely different!I guess it was just a trick to confuse me before, but the Salmons have always had deals with MI5 and even the British government!They just need a defector to do some dirty work to divert the hateful targets of the Northern Magical See!".

Night Thirteen thought for a moment: "I know that Europe is the location of vampires, so it is possible that the British Kingdom has the materials to make vampires. But the question is what are they doing with vanilla?".

"Perhaps, it has something to do with the ruins of Kobiayi?" After saying this, the ghost monk shook his head again: "No, I can't think of anything to do with it. The only person of value to MI5 in the ruins of Kobiayi could only be someone who was imprisoned by magic...... Or something. That must be the key to opening the void rift and summoning the gods!".

Night Thirteen was noncommittal: "You should remember, I told you just now, even if you open the void crack, it is not necessarily a god who is summoned. "

The ghost monk tasted a little taste from Night Thirteen's words, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and he said disappointedly: "Mr. Night...... You say so, you've tried it......

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Night Thirteen nodded: "Then all factors are excluded, maybe they just want to steal the information of the ruins through you, so as to summon the so-called 'gods'...... But I still don't understand why they took the vanilla. "

The ghost monk smiled bitterly: "If it is not the gods who are summoned as Mr. Night said, then perhaps the human race will eventually destroy itself...... I couldn't think of a reason for taking the herbs, but it was true that many of the techniques required the use of a living person...... That's something Mr. Night should know......

."

Nights' Thirteen immediately thought of the two monsters he had encountered earlier in Boktor Khan, Baphomet and Clay!

Yes, the "alchemy style" !!

The ghost monk glanced at Night Thirteen in disbelief: "It is worthy of Mr. Night...... I even know this! Well, Bafont and Clay are also unlucky. "

Night Thirteen shook his head: "They are indeed very powerful, but they are not complete, which means that the Shamen Sect must be conducting more experiments." If it is consistent with what you say - the Shamanism, the Britannica, and even the Oleg family of the Northern Magical Curia covet the secrets of the Kobyay Ruins, then we must find out what Vanilla has to do with them!"

The ghost monk stopped talking, he had been in the Shamen Sect for so many years, at best he was just a thug and an experiment, except for the "divine arm" that he was very concerned about, other things were generally rarely understood.

Because of this, in the face of Night Thirteen's analysis and puzzles, the ghost monk, a former believer of the Shaman Sect, did not know how to find the answer.

When the two were exchanging information, the ghost monk's face suddenly changed, he took half a step forward in an instant, and his divine arm fell to Ye Thirteen's chest, trembling slightly

"Mr. Night, there's a terrible guy coming, you have to leave immediately!".

As soon as the words fell, a layer of glimmer suddenly enveloped Night Thirteen, and he roared loudly inside

"Ghost Monk...... Joon-young: What are you doing!?".

"I can sense the Romanovs coming...... This person...... It's not something you can deal with right now!".

"What?!...... you?".

The ghost monk stood up and interrupted him with his back to Night Thirteen

"The next time I use this technique is three minutes, I don't know if I can last that long...... Ten days from now, my connector will be in Room 2046, MayfieldGuestHouse, 23, Edinburgh, British Kingdom, and I need to exchange the information in the ruins for the next move......

".

"What? Britannia...... ......

".

"It's a pity, Mr. Night, I don't have time......

".

"No, with your ability, you will be able to escape!".

"There's only one road here, but ...... Mr. Night, now I can entrust Ono to you with peace of mind...... All the mysteries, please leave it to you......".

"Hyakmu Ghost...... Joon-young !!".

The last voice shouted out the true name of the ghost monk in the world, and the light that shrouded the night thirteen gradually flourished, and when a golden light flashed simultaneously twenty zhang away, the night thirteen had disappeared.

In the next breath, ten feet in front of the ghost monk, a pair of footsteps fell to the ground.

The visitor let out a sneer:

"Выговорите, какдалекоонможетсбежать?" (How far do you think he can run?).

The ghost monk straightened his waist, took a deep breath, and smiled at the person in front of him

“Достоинтого,чтобыбыть‘ЧернаяВолга’,ондействительночувствуетрассеяннуютехнику.Просто... чтобыпреследоватьего, тыдолженсначалаубитьменя!" (worthy of the "black Volga", it can actually sense the dissolved technique.) But...... To chase him, you've got to kill me first. ）

"ВРоссииестьтолькоодинчеловек, которыйосмеливаетсятаксомнойразговаривать......" (In the Northern Xiongguo, you are the only one who dares to say such big things, except for one person. ）

"Этобольшойразговор?Попробуйте, ивыузнаете!" (Isn't it a big deal, try it!)

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After a breath of dead silence, the terrifying light, qi, and color sound were like a storm whirlpool, and they exploded violently in the ancient ruins thousands of meters deep underground.