Lord of The Mysterious Realms

Chapter 212: Doors and windows and ears

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Time was running out, and the two dragged the man to the garbage dump outside the iron gate to hide, and then returned to the club again. The hallway was covered with a red carpet, and there was a weird, cloyingly sweet smell in the air. Although from the outside, this place is heavily guarded, but after entering, there are no guards at all.

Although it is okay to pretend to be ordinary guests, for safety reasons, they still rely on Jenkins' dream soul separation ability to check in advance whether there is anyone at the corner in front, and Miss Audrey flips coins from time to time to judge whether the direction of progress is correct. Came to the second floor and stopped in front of a room without a house number.

This kind of room is for the members of the club to rest. Usually, it is not stipulated which room belongs to whom, but to find an empty room when using it.

There is a red hanging tag on the wooden door with gilt decoration, which means that this place is being used.

There is a decorative oil painting on the wall facing the door. The painting is a wooden door standing on the grassland. I don't know what the artist wants to express.

Miss Audrey was stunned for a moment, and reminded softly: "The inspiration of a fortuneteller is stronger than that of an ordinary bestower. I feel that this painting is reminding us of something. We must be careful for a while."

Jenkins nodded, squinting towards the door. There are only a bunch of light spots, a total of 10 light spots, which are level 5 bestowers.

In addition, there is a very clear blob of yellow and red aura in the lower part of the spot. This means that this gifter is carrying a special item of class B, and it has both spells and fighting abilities.

"I'll go see what's in there."

He said in a low voice, the two of them can't stay here for too long, the missing guard at the back door may be discovered at any time.

Miss Audrey tossed the coin again, removed the covered palm to look at it, and nodded to Jenkins.

He tilted his body and was supported by the lady, and his soul entered the room through the wall.

Miss Audrey's divination is correct, that gifter does not have the ability to recognize spirit bodies.

"I can save you, but you have to pay the price."

A middle-aged man in a tuxedo leaned comfortably on a rocking chair. On the small wooden round table beside the chair was a bottle of red wine and a delicate glass.

And the man in shabby clothes with an embarrassed face opposite him, against the background, was even more out of place with the environment here.

"Mr. Robinson, I'd give anything to help me get rid of those horrible gears."

The separated soul consumes too much spirit, even if it is upgraded to a level, it dare not waste it at will. If the stone from the 15th Epoch hadn't been borrowed by the protoss, he could even abandon his body, but not now.

The soul submerged into the body again, opened his eyes, and took a sharp breath like a resurrected corpse.

"The infected man is in there, and there's a man in there. They're talking about gear germs, and I think he's probably the giver."

Footsteps were heard from the other end of the corridor, and the two did not continue their conversation, but hid in an empty room next door. The goal of the two is on the other side of the wall.

This room is arranged like an ordinary living room. In addition to a bed with gauze curtains, there is also an elegant bookshelf, a red double-door wardrobe, and a mahogany desk. There is only one brass-colored desk lamp on the table now, and the style is a very classic hanging basket style.

"What should we do now?"

He turned around and asked, while Miss Audrey walked quickly to the window, glanced down, and did not close the curtains. Below the window sill is another remote alley, and opposite is a strange three-story black building without windows, so don't worry about being found in the room.

"Mr. Williams, I've got another strange feeling looking at this window . . . really strange."

She turned her head to look at Jenkins' face, "The feeling of being in touch with fate today is stronger than before. Sure enough, Mr. William is the one favored by fate."

"No, I am the one favored by the sages."

He nodded affirmatively, then puffed out his chest to make himself appear more confident.

"Yes, I am the one favored by the sages."

He repeated it, and then asked again, "What should we do now?"

"it does not matter."

As the woman spoke, she searched in the pockets of the coat that used a lot of lace and fine yarn elements, and finally took out a large glass bottle, in which a human ear was floating in the light yellow solution.

Not to mention that the volume of this bottle is obviously larger than his pocket, Jenkins is already guessing what this black monster that even the Eye of Reality has not spotted before taking it out is what it is.

"A-01-4-9155, shameful eavesdropper."

Miss Audrey nodded to Jenkins, showing an awkward expression on her delicate disguised face.

"This monster was born in 1023 of this era. Yes, it was born, not discovered. This terrible story is very complicated, we will talk again when we have time. Let me talk about its characteristics:

First, this human ear is attached to the ear of an ordinary human being, and the ear cannot be removed in any way until the human being dies, and this person will be haunted by terrible whispers of unknown origin for the rest of his life. We suspect that they have heard the voices of some terrible creatures in the Warp through the eavesdropping properties.

Second, attach this human ear to the ear of the benefactor, and the benefactor will be able to selectively eavesdrop on any sound around him. However, it should not be used continuously for more than ten minutes, otherwise the grantor's ear structure would undergo permanent and irreversible changes. This transformation will greatly enhance hearing, and changes in appearance will occur at the same time. The currently known changes are: the ear volume increases until the earlobe touches the ground; the ears proliferate to three pairs; the ears are absorbed inward by the head, leaving only one undetectable structure The small hole; the ear changes into the shape of a foreign ear... The transformation process is short, but extremely painful, and it will permanently affect the mind, and the mentally weak Benefactor is very likely to go crazy. "

She paused, took out a small knife that looked like a ritual silver dagger, and cut away the sticky glue-like thing around the glass bottle stopper. The corner of his mouth twitched, he reached into his chest, and took out the ear.

Definitely not Jenkins' illusion, the ear quivered by itself.

"This woman... is worthy of being the bestower"

Jenkins believes that this kind of behavior of removing more disgusting organs from disgusting orgasms with bare hands is definitely not something that ordinary women can do.