After waking up from a thousand years of sleep, the 749 Bureau came to the door

Black Mist's words reached his ears.

The leading cardinal smiled in his heart and said immediately.

"Mr. Black Mist, this does not require any formalities. Under normal circumstances, criminals who transcend the secular circle are transferred to other countries, such as the extradition of ghosts who have committed crimes in other countries, and procedures and regulations are required."

"But this time the situation is special, and there is no need for these red tapes. We will help you with it when the time comes."

Ms. Miao Gu said immediately.

"Green cards are not needed. The 749th Bureau has already helped us get everything done before we came."

She smiled and looked at Black Mist and continued.

"Rather than going through the formalities, I think it's better to consider how to escort the infected priest back."

"Indeed."

The Archbishop of the Dungeon echoed.

Knowing that Black Mist had no intention of regretting, the Archbishop of the Dungeon breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his face.

He then stopped hiding and spoke directly.

"Ms. Miao Gu is right. Mr. Black Mist wants to escort him back as soon as possible. He has to think about how to escort him. After all, the infected priest is very dangerous. Since he was imprisoned in the dungeon, it has become a hell in just one day..."

When the situation in the dungeon was explained.

The Archbishop of the Dungeon became solemn.

"If it weren't for the special dungeon with the angel inscription carved by the angel Michael, there would be nothing to imprison him."

"But even if he could be imprisoned, he is still very weird. Even the angel inscription can't completely restrain the laughter he makes."

He said this, looked at Black Mist, and smiled and joked.

"Although there is an old saying in Daxia that a guest is a guest and should be treated as a host, the priest you took away actually relieved the pressure on my Vatican. We should be a host and help you escort the priest away."

"But we only have this dungeon to imprison the priest. Even if we want to help, we can't, unless the entire dungeon is moved to you."

"But this is not realistic at all. The dungeon is engraved with angel inscriptions, and it was carved by Archangel Michael himself."

"Don't say it's our Vatican. Even if angels and demons come to attack, they can't break through. It's indestructible. Not only can it not be destroyed, but it is also unbreakable. It's impossible to move it away."

Suddenly.

When the archbishop of the dungeon was talking excitedly.

"I can try."

The words of Heiwu suddenly rang out.

The archbishops and Ms. Miao Gu were startled one after another, and looked at Heiwu in unison.

I saw a trace of hesitation between Heiwu's eyebrows.

Seeing everyone's attention coming.

He said seriously.

"I don't know what the angel inscription is, but I can try to see if I can shake the angel inscription."

Faced with Black Mist's solemn words and deeds.

The Archbishop of the Dungeon was dumbfounded.

No...

Are you serious...

The Archbishop of the Dungeon didn't expect that Black Mist would take his casual words seriously.

Seeing Black Mist finished speaking, he looked around and reached out to touch the wall texture of the dungeon corridor.

He didn't know what to say.

But the next second, remembering Black Mist's previous question about taking the priest away, the Archbishop of the Dungeon suddenly realized that his polite words could be understood by any modern person.

But the key is that Black Mist is an ancient man, and an ancient man from thousands of years ago.

There is a serious generation gap between them.

The leading cardinal's eyelids twitched as he watched.

Although the dungeon is engraved with angel inscriptions.

There is almost no possibility of being destroyed.

But for some reason.

The leading archbishop's heart 'thumped' for no reason.

At this time.

They walked down the dungeon and came to the second floor of the dungeon, and were on the way to the third floor of the dungeon.

"Are you sure you can do it?"

Ms. Miao Gu said at this time.

She saw Black Mist stroking the angel inscriptions all the way. The walls of the entire dungeon were engraved with angel inscriptions, which created its extraordinary defense.

Ms. Miao Gu asked herself, even if she was one of the ten masters, she couldn't destroy the dungeon.

"I have some ideas."

Black Mist responded, touching the angel inscriptions.

"These divine texts are indeed extraordinary, just like the Buddhist scriptures and Taoist texts of the immortals. It is indeed difficult for the creatures in the world to destroy them. Even if I want to destroy them, it will take a certain amount of time, at least not in a short time, but..."

His panting words.

The archbishops didn't have time to be happy for half a second.

Then Black Mist spread his palm and a ball of black mist poured out from his palm.

Huh~

The black fog dissipated.

A dagger appeared on the black fog's palm, followed by the words that the black fog spoke.

"But I do have an idea that I can try."

Ms. Miao Gu looked at the dagger.

"What is this?"

The dagger was dark, and the blade was shining with a sharp edge, revealing the deadly aura of the Nine Netherworld. The archbishops and Ms. Miao Gu saw it and inexplicably felt something.

...This dagger can make them never reincarnate.

This feeling became stronger as they continued to stare at the dagger.

In addition.

Ms. Miao Gu looked at the dagger, and in addition to this feeling, she also had a strange idea and couldn't help muttering.

"Why do I feel that this dagger is familiar to me."

"Really."

Hei Wu smiled when he heard it, but did not respond. Instead, he smiled and talked to himself.

"This dagger was a birthday gift given to me by the master a thousand years ago. He said that this knife... is very sharp and can be engraved on the Three Lives Stone."

"Three Lives Stone?"

One of the archbishops was surprised.

"Yuri, is there any record of the Three Lives Stone in the ancient books of Daxia that you brought before?"

The red cardinal asked.

The archbishop shook his head.

"There is no record, but when I visited Daxia before, I heard about the Three-Life Stone. It is said that this is not a stone from the human world, but something from Daxia's hell, which involves the reincarnation of people's past and present lives."

"I heard that if you can carve the names of a man and a woman on it, if the man and woman are destined to be together, they can meet in the past, present and future lives. However, it is precisely because of the magical effect it contains that it is difficult to carve words on it. The texture is indestructible, and the attacks of gods cannot leave any traces on it."

"This sir, you know a lot about my Daxia."

Black Mist smiled lightly and held the dagger.

"You are right, the Three-Life Stone is very hard. My master took a lot of effort to carve the Three-Life Stone for the dagger."

While he spoke, he glanced at Ms. Miao Gu without leaving a trace.

At this time.

Listening to Black Mist talking to the archbishops.

Ms. Miao Gu did not speak.

But her eyes never left the dagger. She felt a throbbing in her soul, especially when she talked about the Three-Life Stone. At this moment, it was as if the dagger touched her soul, and a picture flashed through her mind.

In the picture...

The surrounding environment was gloomy, and there were dead souls queuing not far away, ghost lights flickered, and red spider lilies bloomed on the ground.

The perspective of this picture was very strange.

The perspective was very low, as if she was lying on the ground and looking up, but soon Ms. Miao Gu understood the reason.

Just because a vague figure appeared.

The figure stepped in front of the picture, then bent down, picked up the picture, and then took out a dagger and carved it at the picture.

This picture.

This perspective.

Even if the picture was fleeting.

Ms. Miao Gu also vaguely realized that the so-called picture seemed to be the vision seen by a piece of Three-Life Stone.

What a pity.

The picture flashed and was blurry. I couldn't see the figure clearly. I could only vaguely hear the figure mumbling as he carved the words.

"This time, the two of you are a perfect match."

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