Ancient God Library

Chapter 76 The Golden Giant King

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A large piece of blood spurted from Myron's mouth.

There was a red line of blood running down his eyes and ears.

The whole person bowed his body and became sluggish in an instant, as if he had aged decades.

Neither Augusta nor the carrion-faced corpse-eating priest, Fuhurst Cain, had expected Myron to be turned into this after just a divination.

It is impossible for a professional fortune teller to make such a mistake!
"What did you see?"

Hester Cain stepped forward in two steps, activated his healing ability, and helped the opponent stop the blood.

Only then did Myron regain his breath, but his eyes still couldn't see clearly. He sat on the ground and shouted in disbelief: "I looked straight at God!"

God is not to be looked directly at, nor to be pried into.

This is something that every awakened person will be told by their predecessors when they start.

"You mean, it was a god who shot Monty? How is it possible, if a god shot, then everything we have in Wudun will be erased!

Now is the era of gods, it is impossible for gods to appear on the earth! "

Hester Cain's tone was excited.

Myron gritted his teeth and said: "It wasn't the gods who shot, that guy, that crazy guy visualized a god! It doesn't belong to any of the top ten gods, it may be a new born god."

Visualize the spirit.

This is simply whimsical!

Just looking directly at the gods for a while, you may be blinded by their extremely strong spiritual energy, just like Myron, let alone visualize.

The level of the gods is already extraordinary.

They are too powerful, even if they dust off a speck of dust and fall on others, it is still an insurmountable mountain.

The human mind and intellect cannot comprehend their existence.

In the long strange time, dynasties change, life withers, and even death itself has an end, but the gods live forever.

Therefore, if you visualize a god, you will most likely die on the spot.

If you are lucky enough, you will only be alienated and degenerated into a strange beast.

Augusta asked Myron to describe in detail what he saw in the divination.

This senior cult member finally said coldly through the characteristics described by Myron: "The golden giant family! That person may have the blood of the golden giant king."

Hester Cain also nodded.

The only one that fit Myron's description was the original Golden Giant King.

That is the god of the giants, active in the ancient times, the history before the dark age.

In a turmoil called Ragnarok, the Golden Giant King fell to his death.

The family of giants disappeared in smoke.

not only that.

Elves, dwarves, dragons, goblins, murlocs.

These races were once very prosperous, but now there is no trace of them.

"In the turbulent era, the golden giant clan still has blood. This also explains why that person knows the appearance of the golden giant king." Hester Cain's rotten cheeks trembled.

Augusta looked cold: "Myron, can you tell where he is?"

"No, but I have divination that he is connected with the Blood Cup Cult..." Myron gasped, "This is already my limit.

If I do divination again, I will surely die.

You must pay attention to this man, he is likely to destroy our plan.

But don't act rashly, the other party may be a key figure in the re-entry of the giant family, it would be bad to provoke a giant! "

Augusta did not speak, lost in thought.

……

"You did all this?"

In the pharmacy, I looked at the two delicious dishes on the table.

Andy's tone was complicated.

She usually has very few facial expressions. At this moment, she has never seen such a complex expression of surprise, puzzlement, and a little bit of doubt about life.

This made Luo Meng feel secretly refreshed. May I ask, what could be more fulfilling than letting the paralyzed senior sister show a ghostly expression?
On the other side, Dorothy has already started killing with a bowl.

Even grabbing food with the little girl Annie, fully displaying the good qualities of sitting at the child's table.

Beef stewed with potatoes, boiled fish, these are home cooking.

Of course, Luo Meng has made it before, but the taste is not good, far inferior to restaurants.

But on weekdays, Antie, Dorothy and the others' recipes consisted of eggs, slices of bread and boiled vegetables, with only a little salt in them, and the taste was as bland as water.

In contrast.

The boiled fish and stewed beef and potatoes made by Romon may not be considered a big deal in the foodie empire, but they are rare delicacy here.

Seeing Dorothy and Annie wipe out the food like a storm, An Di was unwilling to say a word, and An Di was not to be outdone.

After a big meal.

The two large bowls on the table were wiped out, leaving no residue.

Annie was still sucking on the knife and fork, "Brother Charlotte, it's really delicious, but it's a bit lacking."

She stared at Romon with large eyes full of longing.

Dorothy leaned heavily on the back of the chair, and let out a breath: "Yeah, I haven't eaten so much for a long time, Romon, you know how to cook, so you didn't tell me earlier!"

Luo Meng smiled awkwardly: "Only a little bit. I have learned about it in some gourmet books. This is the first time I try it."

"I will leave the heavy responsibility of cooking to you in the future!" Dorothy confirmed Romon's position as the chief chef at home with a serious face.

Have a good meal.

Romon felt that his stomach was extremely solid.

In the past few dozen days, it was the first time he tasted the familiar taste, and it was the first time he ate so solidly.

"It seems that I still have to cook by myself in the future."

……

after lunch.

Romon changed into his formal clothes, picked up his cane, put on a bowler hat and walked out of the pharmacy.

Today is a rare sunny day.

But sunlight hardly penetrates the thick fog layer, providing only a negligible warmth.

Romon took the steam train and came to the street where the Bureau of Investigation was located.

After getting out of the car and walking on the street, he obviously felt that the flow of people had decreased a lot, and there would be hidden eyes looking at alleys, corners and other places.

The security here has been strengthened!

Arriving at the gate of the Bureau of Investigation, the clerk registered in front of the door was an acquaintance. After scribbling his name, Romon came to the hall of the Bureau of Investigation.

There are about a dozen senior backbones in the Bureau of Investigation.

The remaining members are about 30 people, and the proportion of awakened people is extremely high. Members who are not awakened people only work as clerks in the investigation bureau to avoid danger.

When Romon came.

Several Bureau members were playing Kunka.

"Mr. Romon, long time no see."

"How about a game of Kunka?"

The investigators greeted each other positively.

After rejecting their warm invitation with a smile, Romon walked into Sheriff Keqi's office.

As a field worker, today is the day he comes to report to work and then receive his salary.

Just after entering the office.

It was only then that Romon realized that there were two other people besides Tachibana Moon Rin.

One was Diana, a priest of the God of Life Sect whom he had met a long time ago.

The other man had an extremely sunny appearance and a bright smile.

He has aqua-blue curly hair and is wearing a loose floral shirt. If Romon had to think of a word to describe him, it would be a bag.

"Romon, this is Ambrose, the captain of the law enforcement team of the Church of the Endless Furnace." Keqi got up and introduced.

"Hello, Mr. Romon, I have heard about you a long time ago. It is not an easy thing to escape from the sacrifice of the Blood Cup Cult."

Ambrose smiled with eyes narrowed: "If you have time, take me to say hello to your teacher Poison Butterfly."

Romon's heart moved.

The captain of this law enforcement team actually knows the teacher's title?
(End of this chapter)