Organ rental company in another world

Chapter 150 Go quickly and invite His Majesty the Dharma Emperor!

Charlede opened the window in confusion, and the wild bird hopped onto the windowsill. After flying around the room, it found the ink bottle on the table.

It swooped down onto the table and kicked over the ink bottle, spilling thick black ink all over half the table.

A pair of bird feet dipped into the ink, then flew to a clean area of ​​the table and began writing with their feet.

Upon seeing this, Sharred realized, "You're Norn!?"

The wild bird didn't stop what it was doing; it nodded at Sharred as it wrote.

The moment Norn was attacked by the group of red lightning, he knew he was no match for these dark mages, so he possessed the birds outside the window in advance.

Norn stopped his bird-like footsteps and showed the crooked handwriting on the table: "Go and call Dante over!"

"Are you going to fight to the death with them? There's no need for that. I just need to talk to the guild leader, and he'll immediately issue an emergency mission to gather adventurers to wipe them out."

Norn shook his bird head heavily, rejecting the proposal.

Since those people have a way to control Arno, sending more adventurers would only be suicide. The only one who can suppress Arno is Dante.

As for whether he and Arno could survive Dante, that was something to consider later. The most urgent task was to get themselves and Arno back from those people.

Norn dipped his foot in ink again and continued writing, "I'll go track them down and tell you their location when I get back."

He then immediately flew out of the window and searched the streets for Arno's figure.

At this time, there were a few pedestrians on the street, among whom a tall figure stood out.

Arno, dressed in a loose robe, ran through the street, knocking down some passersby for no apparent reason. They stared blankly at the empty street, thinking they had encountered a ghost.

Norn flapped his wings and followed closely, occasionally dropping a few wisps of fluff.

Fala and the others led Arno to the edge of Motu Village.

The guard at the gate was eating black bread when he saw the big guy rushing towards him. He had just stood up to stop him when the invisible black magician knocked him unconscious with a single punch.

The group ventured into the woods outside the village, when suddenly a large plume of black smoke billowed out. To conserve blood crystals, Falai and his companions deactivated their invisibility.

They slowed their pace and continued uphill along the mountain path. A carriage appeared in the dense forest, and two companions waited beside it.

"Is everything ready?"

As he spoke, Farai took out two blood crystals that had been completely drained from his pocket and threw them on the ground. His subordinate handed him the remaining three blood crystals.

The two men waiting beside the carriage nodded, parted the bushes behind the carriage, and a flat rock appeared.

The rock appears to have been cleaved horizontally, with a very smooth and flat cross-section, covered with intricate and orderly rune arrays.

Falai did not intend to bring Arno back to Baserón for the restoration ritual, as that would take too long, and the blood crystals he possessed were insufficient to support the consumption along the way. Therefore, he had his subordinates prepare an altar in advance.

This defective evil god acts on its own whims, and if left unchecked, it could easily take extreme actions.

"I really don't know how Norn managed to control it, and he even dared to stay in the same room with it."

Falley couldn't understand it. He walked up to Norn's body and touched him inside and out, but he couldn't find a single fragment of the blood crystal.

"How did this kid do that? And he hasn't woken up after all this time, could he be dead?"

But seeing Norn's steadily rising and falling chest, he quickly dismissed the idea.

"Sir! Do something about him! Ah!!!"

The screams of his men rang out, and Farai quickly turned around to see Arno grab one of his men and bring him close to his nose to sniff him closely, as if he were about to bite him at any moment.

"You're such a worry!"

The luster of the blood crystal in Falai's hand faded visibly, and a mental channel connecting Arno and his own mind formed. Falai's will transmitted through it: "Stop! Let him go!"

Arno timidly put the person down after hearing this.

Fala continued to instruct it: "Now go to that rock, and you can go back to your comfortable fleshy body."

Upon hearing this, Arno rushed over and obediently sat on the altar.

"It seems they're going to stay here for a while."

Norn stood on a branch, silently noting that this place was in the woods near the main road connecting Motu Village to the outside world, before jumping down and flying back.

Several dark magicians stood in a circle around the altar and began to chant incantations in a low voice.

This spell is not dark magic; it is a legitimate rebirth spell registered in the Tandinger Magic Atlas, capable of transforming a living being into a fleshy fetus for regeneration.

The tumor that previously conceived Arno was created by catalyzing the growth of a draft animal; the work of the dark magic was merely to alter its growth.

The direction of education.

As the incantation was recited, the magic circle on the altar emitted a red light. Arno felt dizzy and fell asleep on the altar.

At that moment, a gruff voice broke the chanting, and all the black magicians around the altar turned their heads at once.

The bushes were savagely pushed aside, and Uru emerged, brandishing a large knife and glaring menacingly at Falai and his companions.

"Damn it, I finally found it! You bunch of bastards can't be trusted! Where's the Shared I told you to kill? I didn't even see his blood, and you stole my blood crystal while I was sleeping!"

"Ignore him, you guys continue, I'll handle it." After giving the order, Fala chanted the incantation again.

Uru looked at the skinny guy with disdain. He didn't want to provoke these dark mages, but the thought of losing thousands of gold coins for no reason made him furious.

I'm a steel-level expert myself, so if we really fight, we'll both be badly injured!

"I'm giving you two choices: either give me Sharred's head, or go back and get the money. I can wait!"

"I think there should be a third option."

"Hmph, of course there is."

Uru sneered, raised the horse-slaying sword he had bought from the blacksmith's shop with both hands, his arm muscles bulging and veins standing out, and slashed fiercely!

The powerful sword energy rushed towards them, but it turned into a gust of wind when it reached Falai.

Uru didn't actually make a move. He had just deliberately turned his blade to the side to show off a portion of his strength. If he had been serious, he would have already cut Falai in two with that last strike.

"I'm good-natured, I'll give you one more chance to answer." Uru pressed his knife to the ground, waiting for Falai's reply.

Unexpectedly, what awaited them was a fireball!

Uru slashed the fireball away with his sword, and after several deafening stomps, he rushed in front of Fala, his greatsword leaving a crack in Fala's shield with a whooshing sound.

Farai moved with lightning speed, appearing behind Uru like a ghost, dodging Uru's second strike.

Uru recovered his senses, pulled out the large sword embedded in the ground, and used a spinning slash to force Fara back.

But then they saw that Farai had somehow acquired a curved dagger in his hand, which was stained with blood.

Uru, belatedly realizing what was happening, touched his waist and found his hands covered in blood.

"Damn it, is this the only dirty trick you can pull?"