Chapter 337 Helm's Deep

After eating and drinking, Camus lifted his clothes and walked out. He quickly returned home.

"Find Jack's location for me." Camus wanted to read out the name of the source of nothingness, but as soon as he had this thought, he felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart. This feeling had never appeared before, as if something disgusting was next to him. He immediately changed his tone and spoke to the mirror in an order.

The mirror twisted when he heard Camus' words, and a picture of looking down appeared in the mirror. The orange light filled the whole room. Jack, wearing a black and white striped suit, was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. His expression was calm, and he wore a red necklace on his neck. His claws exuding a cold breath were placed on a corner of the sofa. Camus turned his eyes and stared at the red necklace for a few seconds. This red cross necklace gave him an indescribable sense of fear, as if there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood buried under the cross. Camus narrowed his eyes and looked in other directions.

Below, Jack, who had been sitting quietly, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He twisted his body and stood up from the sofa and walked over here.

"Strange, why do I feel uncomfortable? It doesn't make sense." Jack touched the Slayer on his neck. He had experienced this uncomfortable feeling before, as if someone was peeping at him, but he had the Sealed Item "Slayer", so the makeup artist's chance of success was almost zero.

Camus, who heard Jack's whisper on the chandelier, immediately retracted his magic power. His mind suddenly became clear. Last time he peeped, he ignored the obstruction of the seal, but he had just been promoted and was not proficient in using magic, so the black box discovered it. This time, Jack could not discover his peeping at all. One thing he could be sure of was that he did ignore the obstruction of the "blasphemous rune" and the "sealed item" and forcibly peeped at the other party.

Jack, who was a little irritated, walked out. He walked slowly to the basement. The dark passage was illuminated by gas lamps. The footsteps of Jack's leather shoes echoed in the empty passage. Camus's perspective quickly switched to the gas lamps on the wall. He followed Jack to a damp basement. There was a person tied up by an iron frame in the corner of the basement. It could be vaguely seen that the other party was a moon elf, but now the moon elf looked quite tragic. He was wet all over, and the dark red blood corroded his clothes and flowed to the ground. His exposed wounds had turned white and thick, and his disheveled head was quietly lowered, as if he had died for a long time.

"I know you are not dead. People who are nurtured by the Eternal will not die without his consent." Jack spoke quietly three meters away. He knew very well that the moon elf opposite had been cursed by the moon elves of Roland Continent, and he was carrying deadly viruses and plagues.

"Is the time up? Big shot? Are you here to help me get out of this?" Hearing this, the moon elf trapped by the chains raised his head. His mouth was already festering, and maggots the size of rice grains were wriggling in the corners of his rotten mouth. As he spoke, the white maggots at the corners of his mouth fell to the ground with festering rotten meat, making a clear "pop" sound.

"Tomorrow." Jack looked expressionless. When he was the corpse of the maggot, he felt the fear and pain brought by the maggots crawling in his body. But all this was saved by the "Dark Crow". Speaking of it, the "Dark Crow" can be regarded as his savior, but he still doesn't understand why the Dark Crow wants to protect Raylimon Camus himself. Is it really just a camp problem?

"Great."

Hearing the exact answer, the moon elf raised his white eyes, and a touch of relief and smile appeared in his dull eyes in an instant.

Hearing this, Jack was silent. He didn't know why he suddenly came to the basement, and he didn't know why he had to talk nonsense with this dying man. Maybe he was irritated and wanted to find someone to talk to, but he didn't have anything to say to this moon elf.

Camus, who saw and heard everything clearly on the wall lamp, returned to reality and touched his chin.

The Candlelight Society has been looking for the moon elves from beginning to end. He also knew clearly that they wanted to unseal the moon elves, but why didn't the other party take any action until now? Does Jack's tomorrow mean that they will take action tomorrow?

"If they really take action tomorrow, then their target must be Helm's Deep. Jack is now a dream traveler in the fifth stage. He definitely wants to get the extraordinary characteristics of the dream cry, hehe..." Camus smiled at this.

Late at night, after a tiring day, Kidd took off his white gloves to reveal his scarred palms. He looked at his hands with a wry smile. He had encountered an out-of-control person from the Five Lights Sequence when he was at the "Black Scholar" stage. The other party's crazy attack and the reckless suicide charge caused him great harm. If the captain hadn't saved him, he would have been a dry bone in the cemetery. Thinking of this, Kidd took out a silver pocket watch from his arms. This was the captain's remaining item.

"Pah..." The cover of the watch opened, and a small round mirror was embedded on the cover. Under the cover were several exquisitely crafted mechanical gears, ticking. At this moment, Kidd suddenly saw several deep red fonts appear on the empty cover.

"Tomorrow, a cultist is going to perform a sacrificial activity outside the city that will harm the city of Bilin. The cultist has a Dream Traveler of Sequence 7 Stage 5 and two top-ranked seals. The location is Helm's Deep." Seeing the crimson font in the mirror, Kidd's eyes suddenly turned to a group. He knew that the person who could use the mirror was a makeup artist. The cultist told him this, so he must have confirmed something and wanted to hide his identity. What attitude should he take to face it?

At this moment, the crimson font on the round mirror gradually disappeared, and a piece of news that shocked Kidd's heart appeared on the mirror.

"The 'Crying Dream Zacasia' sealed by the Sagittarius Gold Saint in the Third Era is in Helm's Deep, and their target is him." Seeing this news, Kidd couldn't stand it anymore. He put on white gloves and ran out like the wind. He needed to tell the high-level officials of the Discipline Institute this news. A high-ranking person was sealed in a place called Helm's Deep outside the city.

Bilin City, Crown, Sanctuary Church. The buildings here are all made of marble. The church has no ceiling, only the open-air starry sky. Under the gloomy sky, the determined Silver Saint of the Sky Sword, Dorke Maya, is practicing in the spiritual world. Since he survived the last holy war in the nightmare world, his strength has made great progress. The Sanctuary sent him to sit in Bilin City. At this time, Dorke Maya suddenly felt something was wrong. The weather has been very cold recently. It should be windy at night. Why is there no movement at all? Thinking of Dorke Maya, he slowly opened his eyes and saw a twisted, blurred, translucent red figure standing under the gas lamp not far away. When he looked over, the opposite side also turned his head. Suddenly, a creepy and amazing pressure appeared on the Sky Sword. He immediately drew out his long sword and looked at the other side warily.

"Helm's Deep, false... Golden Box, Kumenza... Cassia, tomorrow..." The intermittent voice came out from the mouth of the blurred red figure. Tianjian was stunned for a moment and then remembered something.

According to the records of the Sanctuary, a place called Helm's Deep in the Third Age sealed a terrifying high-ranking person. In order to seal him, the Sanctuary even used the "false golden box". Could it be that Kumen was about to break the seal? But where is Helm's Deep?

"Pop..." At this moment, the lampshade of the oil lamp in front suddenly exploded, and the blurred red figure disappeared instantly. Tianjian walked over carefully, touching his chin and thinking. It was a bit like the ability of the third mirror man in the second stage of sequence, but the other party's embodiment was too vague. If it was a mirror man, how did the suffocating pressure come from?

On the deep blue street, Camus, who tried projection for the first time, sat on the bed with a gasp. Because there was no mirror near Tianjian, he had to take the risk of using projection. Although it was extremely consuming, it was still successful. He even had an idea in his heart through today's adventure. Is stage three the first step from illusion to reality? This strange ability seems to be very suitable for me.

"No, after this incident, I must ask the white-haired woman for the follow-up formula, and the meteorologist's meteorological knowledge must be learned as soon as possible."

The next morning, a group of people in the manor covered in black robes rushed to Helm's Deep. Because the Poker Club had withdrawn a large number of people, the members of the Candlelight Club in the wilderness were not discovered. They just didn't know that a pair of red and blue eyes witnessed all this. Seeing that the other party really took action, Camus showed a sincere smile. It didn't matter who got the extraordinary characteristics of the Crying Dream, as long as it wasn't Jack who got it. I believe in the Discipline House and the Sanctuary, and I believe that they have found out where Helm's Deep is last night.

In Helm's Deep, Tianjian, who got the result by asking the Sanctuary, looked ahead with a faint look. The Sanctuary asked him to take back the "fake gold box", and the specific location of Helm's Deep was even more unimaginable to him. It was actually near the Queen's Cathedral of the Poker Club. He could only wait here for the so-called unsealing person mentioned by the so-called red-clothed man.

In a dense forest in the east, Kidd and Hadd followed a bloated man and stood in the dense forest. After he reported the news yesterday, the Discipline Institute attached great importance to it. Whether it was the "fake golden box" or Ku Meng's extraordinary characteristics, they were in urgent need. Even this time, the Discipline Institute even sent a sequence four stage five "companion" here.

"Kidd, you said the other party is a makeup artist? Who do you think it is?" Seeing that the atmosphere was a little silent, Hadd spoke curiously. After all, there were only a handful of makeup artists in Bilin City. Why did the other party notify them?

"I don't know. I think the other party's level will not be too good. If he is a powerful makeup artist, we don't need to take action. At least their curse method is still quite terrifying." Kidd shrugged and expressed his opinion. The middle-aged man who stood in front of him in silence suddenly spoke.

"Someone is coming. It seems to be the three-eyed tribe." The bloated man spoke uncertainly. The three-eyed tribe disappeared for more than an era. How did they appear here? However, he was sure of one thing, that the makeup artist did not lie. After all, Ku Meng Zakasia was the prince of a country in the Windtalker Alliance of the Third Era, and his race was the three-eyed tribe.