Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 561: Camp Unification (4k+)

"Master's Wife, after collecting all the bags, I only found this much. I really tried my best. And this time I asked Kougan to help me find it. If there is really something good, he will definitely be able to smell it with his nose."

On the grass in front of the temple ruins, Milly Tang kicked the remaining pages of ancient books on the ground. They were all black in bunches. If Shani hadn't told her that they were books, she wouldn't have known what they were.

It was over. It was almost as I expected. The fire burned for two hours and not a single ancient book in the library was left.

The information about the stone tablet and the horn of doom, alas, this line can no longer be relied upon.

"Master's Wife, I see that some of the parchment scrolls are in better condition. I'll take them to the river to wash them for you."

Seeing that his master's wife looked unhappy, the eldest disciple Shani also felt a little nervous and hurried to make up for it.

"Please separate the parchment scrolls and I will handle them myself."

If it is burned like this, it will be completely ruined if it is washed in the river. Milly Tang is a descendant of a witch and has worked in the University of Michigan for a long time. She has her own way of repairing ancient books.

"Miss Millie Tang, Miss Millie Tang, look what I found!"

While the two were talking, Roselis ran over happily, holding a stack of papers in her arms:

"These pieces of paper were picked up from the cliff. I asked the guards of the Hidden Island, and they said they looked like ancient books from the library."

"Bring it to me quickly!"

Millie Tang was overjoyed and quickly took the shredded paper from Roselis.

That’s right, it’s the ancient book from the Hidden Island, and it’s related to the Horn of Doom. It’s strange, how could these broken pages appear on the other side of the cliff?
After a little thought, Milly Tang guessed that it must have been taken out by Bastoli and the Pope. In the previous battle, the Pope's robe was cut open by his own people, and the ancient book also fell out.

It's just... the noise when the living flame descended was too loud, and these ancient books were also incomplete, but they were better than the black charcoal on the ground. Millie Tang quickly put the pages into her bag:

"Take me to the other side of the cliff to see if there is anything missing."

"Don't go, Miss Millie Tang. My brother and I searched back and forth four or five times before we found this much. Even if there are any, they are probably blown away by the sea breeze now."

Roselis whispered.

"Okay, let's go to the God's Residence and ask Marquette..."

"Mi Li'er! I'm done! Let's go!"

On the grass in the distance, Liu Yonglu was waving his arms in the carriage. He couldn't ride a horse, and it was Andreas who took a lot of effort to find this carriage for him.

When the living flame descended, everyone felt that a disaster was imminent. However, after observing for a while, they found that the living flame did not come down, but was circling around the transparent ball in the sky.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Millie Tang called on Shi Wei Tian's people to quickly rescue the ancient books in the temple, while Andreas took his men to find a place to provide emergency treatment.

Liu Yonglu was looking for books with Mei Militang. He needed to take a shower. After more than ten days of survival on the deserted island, Liu Yonglu felt like he had gone bad. The smell on his body was really unbearable.

Andreas didn't care. He took Liu Yonglu to find a private house, changed his clothes, took a shower and shaved. After that, Liu Yonglu finally regained his civilized appearance.

"Mi Li'er, where are we going now? Are we just going to let this big cloud hang around in the sky?"

Under the refraction of the living flames, the entire Hidden Island was shrouded in a faint red halo, and Liu Yonglu really felt a bit like wearing red light glasses as a child.

But looking at the fire cloud swaying above his head, Liu Yonglu felt uneasy. What if the god suddenly twisted his mouth and smashed down? Then all the people on the island would be finished.

"It's fine for now, but..."

Millitang looked up at the sky worriedly. The behavior patterns of gods and mortals are different. They have no emotions and desires and are only driven by the will of the origin.

The Pope and Bastoli have a grudge against the people of Tianshiwei, which is their own business and will never affect the Living Flame.

Millie Tang speculated that the living flame should prioritize devouring and conquering those beings with stronger energy, and at this moment on the Hidden World Island, the one with the strongest energy must be the celestial sphere above!
There are five high-level priests who have lived for tens of thousands of years, and a man-made god. The living flames are staring at them.

“But we also have to move faster.”

Millie Tang frowned, the situation now was almost a dead end. If she dealt with the ancestors in the celestial sphere first, the Living Flame would lose its first target and would most likely bring down a natural disaster.

If we deal with the living flame first... first of all, no one present has this ability. Even if they have this ability, it is equivalent to giving the ancestor plenty of time to control Yokomichi Keiji. Once Yokomichi Keiji comes out, he may not be easier to deal with than the living flame.

Liu Yonglu's hair was still wet at this time, and he had a white towel wrapped around his head, just like a big farmer working in the fields.

Millie Tang called the rest of Shi Weitian to the carriage, and on the way she explained her analysis:
"Mr. Rich, what did Andreas say?"

The residents of the Hidden Island are also a force that cannot be ignored, and it is best to unite if possible.

"Hey, if you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten. Were these people like this before? They were too slow to do anything, and they were hesitant and said they would organize a meeting first!
I guess they are discussing it right now."

Millie Tang held her forehead with her hand. Even at this time, the islanders still couldn't change their bad habits:

"Andreas didn't ask you about the name of the god?"

"Ask, I definitely can't tell the truth."

Liu Yonglu rolled up his sleeves and took a bath. He felt refreshed all over. The skin on his arms turned red.

"I said that the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. The more people know the secrets, the more dangerous it is. This idiot just nodded and believed it."

Millie Tang had no doubt about Liu Yonglu's ability to talk nonsense. She sighed and continued:
“Let’s first check out Christos’ progress, and then leave a few people behind to keep an eye on this old guy.

Some of the remaining people went to contact the fleet, synchronize intelligence and leave a way out.

Mr. Rich and I will go find Andreas and try to persuade the remaining islanders to help us."

Several people were discussing countermeasures intensively in the carriage, and soon the carriage returned to the residence of the gods.

"Lin Tou'er, big brother, how is the old master's work going? Is there any progress?"

As soon as he entered the room, Liu Yonglu started shouting at the top of his voice, saying that old Christos had been suffering a lot recently, with Marquette standing on his left and Lin Brown standing on his right, and the two of them were doing nothing but staring at him.

Lin Brown was smoking and sharpening his knife at the same time. Marquette picked up a chair leg from somewhere, weighed it in his hand, and made sounds with his nose, snorting from time to time.

When the old man heard Liu Yonglu shouting, he shuddered with fear and thought, how come this unlucky person has come back?

"The old man is quite cooperative, which means it will definitely be completed tomorrow, right?"

While sharpening the knife, Lin Brown picked up a piece of white paper from the side, threw the white paper down from the air, and the knife caught it from below. With a crisp "click" sound, the white paper was split into two.

"I...I...I'll try my best."

It's not that the old man doesn't have fighting power, he does! Can a mystic scholar who has lived to such an old age defeat a young one?
But for a long time, Christos had always played the role of a wise sage in the Hidden World Island. No one would fight with him, let alone speak loudly to him. Today, he was unlucky enough to meet these two reckless men. The old man was like a scholar meeting a soldier. He was so scared that his hands and feet were sore and weak that he collapsed in a wheelchair and did not dare to resist at all.

"Old man, please look up."

Liu Yonglu put one foot on the chair opposite the old man. Lin Brown threw a cigarette at him. Liu Yonglu tried to catch the cigarette with great effort. Marquette next to him lit it for him.

Liu Yonglu felt that this scene was particularly like a scene in a crime movie. He was the boss of a gang, and his subordinates had kidnapped someone. He went out to scare the hostages, and now he returned to the base to scare the hostages again.

"What just happened! If I'm not mistaken, that thing in the sky is... is... is a living flame, right?"

The old man saw the fire cloud just now and was so scared that he went to the toilet immediately.

The problem with the consciousness body has not been solved yet, how come a god suddenly descended on the island!? This life is unbearable, I have to find someone quickly... to hold a meeting and discuss it.

"Hey, you really have a keen eye."

Liu Yonglu gave a thumbs up and continued:
"To be honest, I am the Living Flame. I am not afraid to tell you that the Pope of the Wisdom God Church is this person's preacher on earth, and Bastoli is this person's projection.

Now both of them have been done by our brothers!"

Liu Yonglu pursed the cigarette between his lips and made a gesture of cutting vegetables.

"Ah! If he doesn't look for you... he wants to deal with the consciousness... neither side will..."

The old man was so scared that he couldn't speak.

"If it were anyone else, they would have already run away by now. It's easy for us to run away, we have a boat ready. Anyway, it's your Hidden Island's business, it has nothing to do with us."

Liu Yonglu patted the table.

"You can't run away! It's all caused by you outsiders! If you hadn't figured out the name of the god, it wouldn't have ended up like this!"

The old man cried as he spoke.

"Stop, stop playing that with me! It's us who caused the trouble! Are the ancestors your ancestors? Did you welcome the Wisdom Cult to the island?

If you say so, we really won’t care.”

Liu Yonglu pretended to leave.

"Don't go! Mr. Richie! I've been trying to help you guys!

I did think of a forbidden spell that can help you enter the celestial sphere above your head. But even if you get in, you will be no match for your ancestors. Besides, now we have not only ancestors and consciousnesses, but also living flames.

You have more boats, why don't you take the people on the island with you... Yes, this is an idea, I have to call all the islanders to discuss it together."

Liu Yonglu's nose almost got crooked with anger. He thought, "Old BK, you have lived to such an old age, why are you so weak and cowardly? You just want to run every day! Even if you run faster, you are still thinking about the meeting!"
"There are so many people on your island that we can't fit them on our boat! Who will leave and who will stay? Do you have any idea?"

After Liu Yonglu said this, the old man was speechless again.

“Old man, in times of crisis, we need to stand firm and unite even more!
You, prepare the forbidden spells steadily, and then we will kill the ancestors first, and then kill the living flames. No matter whether he is a god or an old monster that has lived for tens of thousands of years, he will never return!"

Christos raised his head and looked at Liu Yonglu as if he was a lunatic.

"Mr. Richie, well, as I just said, I am somewhat confident that I can send you in through the forbidden spell.

But after I went in, I… I couldn’t really help.”

"It's not easy!"

Liu Yonglu clapped his hands. He had not expected the old man to be of much help. If the people of Mu Continent really had the ability to save themselves, they would not have summoned the "Star of Judgment" and perished together.

"Moreover, this forbidden spell is extremely complex and difficult. It requires a huge spell array and a lot of ritual materials, such as..."

"Old man, I just want to ask a question, can you finish it tomorrow?

I don't need to explain the seriousness of the matter. The ancestors and the living flames are hanging in the sky. I can't guarantee when they will turn their target to us. Do you understand?"

Liu Yonglu put out the cigarette in his hand.

"These materials are all available on the island, but I may not be able to complete it by myself..."

The old man was speaking the truth. He knew in his heart that it was already a great relief for these people to stay and help. He wasn't going to the celestial globe by himself anyway, so he might as well give it a try.

"Okay, then pack your things and follow me. I'll give you a few more instructions on the way, telling you what to say and what not to say, and make sure you don't make any mistakes.

If you are looking forward to the good of the Hidden World Island, then you should listen to me. If you are still hesitant, I will really give up on you."

Liu Yonglu comforted and threatened at the same time, and old Christos thought for a while and quickly nodded.

In the circular conference hall, Andreas stood in the center of the venue and debated with the scholars. There were only a few magistrates and consuls left. At this time, the conference hall was crowded with people, and almost all the islanders gathered in the hall.

Several judges first briefly described the current situation on the island:

The Wisdom Cult is in big trouble! The calculation went wrong and angered the ancestors, and now the disaster is imminent. This is not the end, these evil cult leaders saw that the matter was exposed and summoned the "Living Flame".

In a nutshell, the Church of Wisdom is bad, and the Saint's Church is good.

"Lord Andreas, what do you think, should we prepare the ships and go out to sea as soon as possible?"

A woman holding her child suggested nervously, and Andreas shook his head. The people on the Hermit Island had no worries about food and clothing, and the islanders did not need to trade or fish, so there were no big ships on the island, only a few small boats. Going out to sea rashly would be tantamount to committing suicide.

"The ancestors will not ignore us! Let's try to communicate with them first and let them deal with the living flames."

Andreas waved his hands. He knew the situation of his ancestors. If he could have communicated with them, he would have done so long ago. The ancestors did not take the islanders seriously at all.

"Where are those people from the Saint's Sect? You... didn't you just say that they were fighting alongside you on the cliff?"

Andreas nodded. This was sensible talk. He would send someone to ask later. It would be best if he could invite Ricky to come for a meeting so that they could discuss it in detail.

"Lord Christos, why are you here?"

"Yes, Lord Christos. Now that you are here, things will be easier. Please make way and let Lord Christos have a word."

"Lord Christos, why are your eyes black? Is your nose swollen? Did you just fight with the living flame?"

The islanders were talking in a flurry and avoiding the crowd. Christos, sitting in a wheelchair, nodded slightly to every islander who spoke to him. Liu Yonglu and Millie Tang, who were pushing wheelchairs behind him, also had serious expressions on their faces, as if they shared the same hatred for the islanders.

(End of this chapter)