In response to this, while recalling the information he learned through the "deep dream", Alvin nodded slowly under the gaze of everyone's expectations:

"It was a strange object excavated from a ruin from the late Fourth Era. It looked like a white stone crying angel. Because the age of time, the copper box and dagger that sealed it had been lost.

Most of the effects.”

"So, what needs to be paid attention to is..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly felt the need to tell the members of the Tarot Club, and the weird ability of the "Crying Angel" almost capsizes his gutter.

After all, Mister Pichai was not dead. Since he could replicate the statue that had not been dead, the other party might not be able to.

Then, Alvin's tone suddenly became serious and solemn, and he even leaned forward unconsciously, bent his knuckles and knocked on the mottled bronze tabletop.

"So the contact should eliminate the possibility of looking at him, otherwise it will come alive in the contact's memory and transform it into another statue."

"At the same time, if the contact person lives long enough and learns more history, the more it can gain more power from the target's memory until it completely transforms the other party and turns into a real angel."

"And this process is basically irreversible unless there is a high position who takes action directly or puts it under the gaze of the gods!"

"This is at least equivalent to level 1, which is a seal at the level of a saint..." The back of the inverted Hanging Arjie suddenly tensed, and he focused his attention on the opposite side of the long table again.

As the bishop of the Storm Church, he happened to own a ghost ship from the Solomon Empire, so he was very familiar with the terrifying characteristics of the seal, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"I didn't expect that Mr. Saint could get in contact with such a dangerous thing. It is likely that he would have direct contact with the seal object that had just been excavated so detailed."

"Are you looking for me just now?"

When the passers-by who were stopping around slowly dispersed, the Stinson family disappeared. He shook his head helplessly and said:

"I could have inquired for a while... Forget it, I've figured out the basic situation of the Stinson family anyway. Let's go back to report to the boss first!"

"And all I have to do is guide it, push it...to fulfill the duties of a pastor and assist the Son of God in completing the great plan."

But on the other side, in a dark alley on the Lower Iron Cross Street, the six fingers sent by One-Eyed Walker to collect information were tense.

He kicked Admisol hard and interrupted the other party's nonsense.

I couldn't help but spat in the alley again, and cursed at the passers-by frequently looking sideways:

"What are you looking at? I'm watching it and I've dug your dog's eyes!"

The mist that spread around slowly dissipated, revealing the shaking carriage again, and Upton, who was still asleep.

"And at the last party, I was dissatisfied with Mr. Fool's late arrival and the failure to seek members' opinions, so I pulled the newcomer in!"

He looked up and glanced at the sun that was gradually setting in the west, and then he turned his attention to the Stinson family, who were busy moving things in the sky.

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Alvin closed his eyes and leaned against the carriage. He slowly relaxed as he returned to the station and began to rest and recuperate his tired body and mind.

"Does it mean..."

At the same time, I just explained the precautions for crying angels. In the slightly tender tone, a hint of seriousness and stiffness that only those who are superiors have is unconsciously revealed.

"Damn bastard, I'm impatient to live, right?"

As Alvin finished his explanation, the members of the Tarot Club who were shocked and speculated no longer asked new questions, and the party finally came to an end.

"Damn bastard, bad things for me!"

But what surprised him was that even though this "crazy man" was beaten to the point where blood flowed between his mouth and nose, he still smiled and repeated some incomprehensible murmurs.

"But don't be discouraged, and don't be confused... I will guide you to become His warrior and devote your loyal life to the empire!"

Until he found out that the six fingers he had been thinking about had long disappeared.

"The problem of extraordinary items is temporarily solved. The bicycle should be put into production soon to provide its first pot of gold, and the raw materials and channels are expanding smoothly..."

The strange sound suddenly sounded, causing the dead souls to emerge instantly.

"The last party was postponed for a quarter of an hour, and then the other party suddenly appeared here again because Mr. Fool took action to reverse the erosion? It blocked the impact of the seal at the level of the Saint?!"

"This is something that only gods can do."

After trembling all over, he let out a high decibel scream, he panted and saw clearly when the guy who had slipped behind him was the famous "big fool" Admisol in the dock area.

This strange and crazy feeling made every hair on his body stand up quietly.

"Ahhhh! Ghost..."

While thinking about it, Alger felt that the thick curly hair on his head suddenly stood up one by one, and he became uneasy inside.

"Simple eyes can turn oneself into a source of infection until a large group of crazy angels come alive... It's like a horror story."

After listening to the answer, Klein couldn't help but widen his eyes. Fortunately, there was a barrier of gray fog, and no one else noticed any abnormality, otherwise the fool's unfathomable sign would have fallen.

"Everything is ready, we need to start research on new products as soon as possible!"

"We meet here as fate, six fingers... Cough, you will encounter shameless betrayal, just like the great being and His followers..."

While secretly looking at the slums on the Lower Street and moving back to the Zhong Street apartment, Jenny Stinson and others felt that in an unknown corner, there were always a pair of eyes that were scrutinizing, constantly observing themselves.

.

As soon as Liuzhi left, Admisol, whose face was covered in blood, crawled out of the alley with amazing perseverance.

Then he spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on his body, and Liuzhi walked out of the alley with a look of bad luck.

Until a faint voice sounded from his ears:

"And he just mentioned that unless the high-ranking person takes action directly, the erosion caused by contact with the statue cannot be reversed."

It made him subconsciously recall his immediate superior and the archbishop of the Storm Church when he encountered a special task and explained the precautions to his subordinates.

"Damn it, what am I afraid of in broad daylight?!"

Aerjie, who thought he gradually realized the problem, secretly glanced at the fool on the head of the long table and found that the other party was still sitting gracefully on the high-back chair, as if the things that the priest told were just some irrelevant things.

Small things.

At the same time, he murmured in a crazy way:

"You will come back, and you will surely go through hardships and become a great warrior, because this is also part of the plan!"

Some deeper associations suddenly emerged in my mind: the sacrifice himself should come from the official, or have a close connection with the extraordinary official.

"Shut up, you damn monster!"

This made him both nervous and humiliatedly lower his head because he had questioned the other person in his heart.

He roared with gritted teeth, and Liu Finger, who was almost scared by the other party, rushed up without saying a word, kicked Admisol to the ground and punched and kicked him.

After Liuzhi cursed and looked around without finding any abnormalities, he rubbed his numb scalp hard.

The crowds coming and going on the road, with disgust on their faces away from the front of them, Ademisol's originally excited gaze became darker.

But just a moment later, as a shaking drunk man appeared in his sight, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Sir, please wait!"

As he shouted, he climbed up from the ground with a "scarlet" sound, as if he had endless power, rushed straight to the other party's eyes, and said very piously and earnestly:

"Please allow me to take up a little time to introduce you to the Father and Savior of mankind, the Great Lord of Glory, the Absolute Leader of the Empire, the only spiritual pillar of endless suffering..."
Chapter completed!