Bizarre Detective Agency: Chapter 1182 120. Quasi-ally
Chapter 1182 One hundred and twenty. Quasi-ally
The wooden bridge connecting the stone pillars is like a plank road on the cliff, swaying in the sea breeze.
Walking on the wooden bridge, Lu Li is carrying an oil lamp, like a part of a heavy and deep oil painting, half of the outline blending into the darkness.
Lu Li did not lose his way in the dark, and the wooden sign standing in front of each wooden bridge wrote where to go
【Storm Cape Resting Place】
Stepping on the last wooden bridge, Lu Li came to the westernmost end of Shizhu Island. The oil lamp light was limited to illuminate the surroundings, but it seemed that countless tombstones stood silently in the darkness.
Walking forward a distance along the path, Lu Li met Carolina who fell in a shallow pit.
Blood flowed from the wrist that had been scratched several times, seeping into the dark soil, and the other hand was holding the sharpened iron piece.
There is no murderer, she committed suicide.
The old man's chest heaved slightly, but he was not dead yet. Lu Li squatted beside him, and Annie, who was drenched in shimmering light, welcomed the branches behind her back.
The dying old man opened his eyes, and the firelight was cloudy and out of focus: "It's you, child...Thank...Thank...you..."
Treetalkers can't save the dying, the old man who returned to the light only left a sentence and a smile, came and went in the soil.
And she finally had hallucinations or recognized Lu Li and buried it in secret.
Lu Li looked at the shovel next to the shallow pit. Before he wanted to do anything, several oil lamps lined up slowly approaching.
"Dear guest, our Lord would like to invite you to be a guest..."
The pagans surrounded him, and Lu Li, who was hiding his whereabouts, was finally noticed by the God of Storm Horn because of his breath leaking.
However, Lu Li and the God of Storm Horn are not enemies.
At least not now.
"Can you bury her here?"
"Follow the orders of the guests."
The two heretics stayed, and Lu Li followed the other heretics to leave the resting place.
A sloping-roofed church covered with fluorite gradually emerged in the darkness. It occupies almost the entire column, like a castle on a steep cliff.
Lu Li stepped into the dimly lit candle-lit church. The believers knelt down on both sides of the red carpet and prayed devoutly, as if welcoming Lu Li, forming a red carpet passage leading to the podium.
The converging prayers echoed in his ears, as if hypnosis made Lu Li gradually tired. When the drowsiness that he wanted to sleep for a long time appeared, Lu Li propped up the dreamer.
A bizarre light circle smudges the surroundings, isolating the power attached to prayer.
Lu Li raised his drooping eyes again due to sleepiness, and fell to the vacant podium at the end of the auditorium, as if looking at some kind of existence that cannot be directly looked at.
The Swamp Mother invaded the dreamland and required a lot of power. Lu Li didn’t think the Storm Horn God could do it.
Some kind of existence has come here, and the prayers of the believers are more grand, but Lu Li, who has been with Ability God day and night, has long been afraid of the breath.
"I have no intention of becoming your follower."
The obscure consciousness is entangled in the dream, releasing the desire mixed with puzzled emotions. He hopes that Lu Li can believe in him, and he will give beauty and strength.
He apparently knew nothing about the Land of Light.
Lu Li gave up the explanation, took out the crown of thorns from his stomach bag, swiped his fingers, and blood soaked the spikes.
The consciousness of the mother of the swamp thousands of miles away was awakened, the invisible wind whimpered in the church, and the candlelight disappeared.
"I feel the breath of an unfamiliar evil god..."
"He is the **** of Stormhorn, and he wants me to be a believer."
"What do you want to do..."
"Mild chew, it's best to make him our ally."
In any case, the storm horn gods shelter humans and have natural ally potential. Just clear up the misunderstanding.
The surviving candlelight regained its stability, and the ineffable consciousness communicated in incomprehensible forms.
"He is hesitating." The Swamp Mother told Lu Li.
"I can maintain it until I leave the range of Cape Storm." Lu Li didn't have much time to delay, adding weight to the swinging scale: "Instead of making me an enemy after leaving, it is more beneficial to ally with the Land of Light to get help from Cape Storm. "
Lu Li took out the sun box, and the light poured out when the lid of the box was opened. The prayers of the believers stopped for a while, and they were bathed in the sun in shock and trembling.
"He asked: What is the price."
"Protect more humans." Lu Li replied.
"He agreed." The Swamp Mother's reply sounded as expected.
Protecting the people is what every **** town must do, and maintaining believers is like maintaining their power.
But because there is no contract binding both parties, the fragile alliance may be broken at any time. Lu Li returned to the dreamer after leaving the stone pillar of the church, and planned to stop staying at the stone pillar.
Originally, because the outlying hotels could not be trusted, Lu Li, who chose the Stone Pillar Hotel, seemed to have thrown himself into the net.
The confrontation consumes about 0.3 human nature, which can be replenished quickly for Lu Li, but for other controllers, 0.3 is enough to drag them into the abyss of doom.
In any case, the result can't be considered bad. As long as the God of Storm Horn is slightly farsighted and not only concerned about immediate interests, allies in the Land of Light can already add this place.
The Swamp Mother, who knows the situation, is also optimistic about the result: "Lu Li, you don't know your own charm, and no one can resist its attraction."
"Like the shilling to Hades?"
"I prefer the metaphor of gems and women."
Lu Li didn't go back to the hotel again, gave up the useless items in his bag that disguised his identity, went straight to the periphery, and stayed at a hotel.
It didn't take long for the noise to catch his attention: a convoy arrived at Cape Storm.
Lu Li swept across the convoy in front of the window and saw the outline of a bandage. He also saw Lu Li.
knock knock knock —
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door in the hallway where the clutter of footsteps continued.
Visited by the leader of Prisci's caravan, Bastos, his skinny monkey minion, and the silhouette of the bandaged silhouette seen ahead.
"You once rescued me, who was as humble as dust, in the wilderness, and left the horse to me." The bandaged man hoarse respectfully and excitedly.
Lu Li remembered him, the man who was bled and thrown into the wilderness as a "meat pig".
"Can you guys hurry under these circumstances?" Lu Li didn't ask them why they were visiting, and got straight to the point.
"Don't underestimate the Prisci team." Bastos, who folded his arms, grinned grimly.
Maybe they have cursed title owners or are better off with weird aliens along the way.
"Send me to the plant habitat, ASAP."
The bandage man replied respectfully: "You can go now."
"You are depriving the master of the benefits!"
The skinny monkey servant pointed at the bandaged man and screamed, and was stopped by Bastos: "Yes."
Before left, Lu Li called the Swamp Mother again and asked him to bring the Storm Cultists: "The eyeballs in the wooden box can summon merchants. Whatever you need, you can hand it over to it for sale."
Aside from the eyeballs of the merchants, the Sunshine Box was given to the Church of the Storm as a gift: nothing is more beautiful than sunlight.
The Church of the Storm's return gift is a horn - a cognate with the power of the storm god.
As the Swamp Mother said, no one can resist Lu Li's charm.
Bastos also witnessed the unusual relationship between Lu Li and Cape Storm.
(end of this chapter)