Chapter 300 A Quiet Night in Bahrain
“Creak—” the wooden door opened. An old man with sparse hair poked his head out from behind the door.
"It's so late..." The old man's face looked impatient, "Who is he?"
The old man is none other than the "Master Craftsman" Bahrain.
He asked casually, then squinted at the guest who knocked on the door just now.
They were two men in dark cloaks.
The wide hoods covered their faces, making it difficult for Bahrain to see what they looked like.
But for Bahrain, his "Bahrain Blacksmith Shop" actually often entertains such guests - they are often members of various hidden organizations. Because they have no official identity, they found Bahrain. All kinds of gray transactions are carried out in his "blacksmith shop".
The two mysterious men in cloaks in front of him, in Bahrain's view, are exactly the same as the many people who had approached him for gray transactions before...
But, Bahrain learned from them again There was an unusual smell on his body.
Suddenly, a low, cold voice came from under the cloak on the left -
"Are you the 'Ghost Craftsman' Balin?"
"'The Ghost Craftsman' Balin· Hertel? "
"..."
Bahrain was stunned, and his slightly narrowed eyes gradually became deeper.
Most of the guests who come here for gray transactions only know his name "Bahrain" but do not know his complete name.
And few people know about his extraordinary profession of "Ghost Craftsman" in the fourth level of [Ku Tu].
That was Bahrain’s secret, but this secret was exposed by the mysterious cloak whose appearance was unclear in front of him!
"...Who are you?" Bahrain asked meaningfully, then turned aside to make way for them.
“Come in and talk, guests.”
...
The broken wooden door closed gently without making any sound.
The light in the room was dim. Bahrain walked to the wall cabinet at the back and took down a half-burned candle.
Take out the fire, light the flame, and with the swaying, warm bean light, Balin sat down in front of a wooden back chair that was almost falling apart.
Then, the wrinkles on his face subconsciously tightened, and his facial muscles twitched as he asked:
"Be honest, you two. Why are you here?"
"Since you know my name and profession, you must know more."
"Open up and say Right. Are you doing underground transactions, or do you have any troubles that need to be solved by the 'mercenary group'? Didn't answer him quickly.
Servais made no other moves, just stood there quietly. The mourner lifted up his cloak, revealing his snake-like eyes that shone with a deep light.
A tense atmosphere suddenly filled the entire room.
At a certain moment, the Undertaker finally said:
"I'm not here to trade, Bahrain."
"The task I got is to take you back, You are of some use to the Lord."
"..."
The moment the mourner finished speaking, Bahrain jumped up from his chair, and at some point, he held a curved dagger in his hand.
The short knife slashed hard at the mourner's neck, and the air suddenly erupted with sharp sounds, and dark shadows flickered in the air!
——Cang! !
The crisp, ear-splitting sound of metal clashing sounded in an instant, and another hunting blade with mithril patterns appeared in the hands of the mourner!
The short knife and the hunting blade clashed together hard, and several strings of tiny sparks burst out, reflecting the increasingly ferocious look on Balin's face.
"Hmph...damn it, are you dogs sent by Harris? Just to hunt down an old man like me who has been hiding for ten years?"
"And you...you It’s also [Ku Tu]! It’s been ten years since I quit the ‘Steel Burner’!”
“You want to take me back? I will never let you go. Throw yourself into that boiling furnace!”
Bang! The mourner suddenly felt that the terrifying spiritual surge in the old man in front of him had surged again.
Although he is a 'blacksmith', as a transcendent of the [Ku Tu] destiny, he also has an extremely strong body, and the powerful force he unleashed actually pushed the Undertaker back a little bit.
The Undertaker didn’t quite understand what Bahrain was talking about, but the situation in front of him was obviously a sign that the negotiations had broken down.
"...Uh." Serves, who had been watching the battle on the sidelines, spoke with a magnetic voice:
"'Bahrain the Master Craftsman' Hertel, we do not represent the 'Steel Burners'"
Sevius said, then took a step forward and stretched out his skinny arms under the white cuffs.
Bang! The sound of a ball of golden flame exploding suddenly came, and in the hands of Sevis, a holy fire full of annihilating spirituality was condensed.
"...[Glory]?"
Bahrain caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye, and his pupils couldn't help but tighten a little again.
The believers of [Ku Tu] and [Glory] are actually acting at the same time? This is beyond Bahrain's knowledge.
As far as he knows, there are only two branches of [Glory] believers in the Nolan Empire - the "Holy Court" and the "Pure Order".
But no matter which branch among them, there is absolutely no possibility of acting together with the extraordinary person of [Ku Tu]...
"There should not be such a meaningless battle between us, Bahrain."< br>
Just opposite Bahrain, the assassin with a mysterious aura said coldly:
“We don’t know what the ‘Steel Burning One’ is, but the ‘Lord’ can protect you. . ”
“We are ‘Shengyuan’ – remember this name.”
After saying that, the figure of the Undertaker disappeared from Bahrain's sight, and then appeared three places away like a ghost.
"You can put down the knife, Balin Huttel."
After the mourner retreated, "Sacrifice the fire and bow the head" Service's magnetic voice said: "My companion It may have frightened you, but please believe that we have no ill intentions.”
“My name is Severus, and he is the Undertaker. We are all servants of the Holy Abyss and are here to invite you. , invite you to join the 'Holy Abyss' and pursue that lofty and great cause with us."
"..."
The tense muscles on Balin's face gradually relaxed, but he still did not put down the knife in his hand.
He just tilted his head slightly and asked in a confused and distant tone:
"Holy Abyss? What is that? I have never heard of it."
"..."
"——That is the place of God we serve."
"——That is the final destination of the soul."
"——That is the paradise of the same fate."
Seves extinguished the flame in his palm and placed his hands lightly on his chest. Triangular gesture, showing piety:
“We invite you to join, it is a place like that.”
“…”
"...Hmph, I never like to hear people draw like this."
Balin snorted, but at the same time he put down the short knife in his hand.
He sat back on the wooden armchair before, picked up a dry tobacco pipe on the table, took a puff, and said:
"However, since you are not 'burning' Steelers' are not people sent by Harris, then go and leave here."
"I can pretend that I have never seen you, nothing happened here." "..."
After learning that the other party was not someone sent by the "Steel Burner", Bahrain was relieved, and his hostility towards the uninvited guest in front of him was mostly reduced.
And the reason that made him finally put down the blade was more than that - during the previous brief confrontation, he had already understood that the two opponents had "fourth destiny", and a real fight was not a battle. The chance of winning is very slim.
However, Bahrain scorned their proposal to invite themselves to join the "Holy Abyss".
That priest - the priest who belongs to the "Holy Abyss"? What he said was simply standard magic. Those are words that not even the "Holy Court" would say. Only the fanatical believers of the "Purity Order" would deceive people like this...
Just as he was thinking about this, he saw the mourner walking towards him wordlessly, and at the same time slowly raised his left hand.
"'Master Craftsman' Bahrain...you don't have to think too much."
The cold voice of the Undertaker became closer and closer, and he said:
"According to your respect, The Lord's command, I didn't want to do this."
"But our task is just to bring you back, Balin Hertel. If you don't agree...then go and meet him yourself.' "Lord"
As he spoke, deep black light patterns mixed with purple light appeared on the back of his hand.
——That was the mark of a sword blade and a dragon claw!
Bahrain has not yet realized what happened.
A ring of deep red formation patterns appeared at his feet, and then his eyes went dark...
The surrounding scenes had all disappeared, including the blacksmith shop, the mourner, and Sevi. Everything in Si was gone, and Bahrain felt an obvious sense of weightlessness coming from his body.
His consciousness also repeatedly hovered between trance and wakefulness.
……
Until the scene in front of me regained its brightness.
The first thing Bahrain saw was a rather magnificent ancient palace.
The figures of ‘The Undertaker’ and Serves have returned to Bahrain’s sight.
"Welcome to the 'Holy Abyss', 'Ghost Craftsman' Bahrain."
Right in front of Bahrain, another man in a suit and ties appeared. With a sly smile on his face, he took off the hat on his head and bowed deeply to Bahrain.
“I am the apostle of [Nothingness], ‘The Dream Stealer’ Pior. Of course, in this place—in this Forgotten Royal Court, all of us are the most pious ‘Lords’ Servant of ""
[Nihility]... "Holy Abyss" and the apostle of [Nihility]?
Bahrain looked at the man in front of him, and suddenly remembered what Sevis had said before about "sacrifice the fire and worship the head."
"——That is the paradise of the same destiny."
...[Glory], [Kutu] and [Nothingness] have all appeared in front of me. This is the so-called..."Holy "Yuan" have the same destiny?
"..."
Bahrain thought to himself, but he just looked at the man in front of him coldly and said nothing.
He was "teleported" by the Undertaker through unknown means, and he didn't know how to leave here. In this case, let's first see what the other party is planning to do.
Pior expressed his "welcome" to him, then raised his arm and pointed to the largest and most magnificent ancient palace in the distance for Bahrain.
"The 'Lord' has been waiting for you, the guest of the 'Holy Abyss'. Come and meet me, I look forward to the day of working with you."
After saying that, Pior stretched out his hand With one move, intertwined spiritual threads appeared in front of Balin, extending toward the giant palace.
They turned into butterflies, flying gracefully in front of Bahrain, guiding Bahrain in the direction to go.
‘The Undertaker’ and ‘Sacrifice the Fire’ Serves have also arrived behind Bahrain, half escorting and half monitoring him.
After thinking about it, Balin sighed and shook his head slightly.
Then he took steps and followed Pior's imaginary butterfly towards the main hall.
......
When Balin came to the main hall, the 'butterfly' that guided him stopped on the stone pillar in front of the hall, turning into bits of broken light and dissipating.
'The Undertaker' and Serves stopped moving forward, and the vague figure on the golden throne in the main hall made a young, calm, but irresistible voice:
"Undertaker, and Severus, you did a good job."
"Go to the 'Faceless One', she will represent me and give you the rewards you deserve."
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"Thank you for your generosity, Lord." 'The Undertaker', and Serves knelt down on one knee to the figure in the hall, expressing their thanks devoutly. said, then stood up and walked to the other side of the royal court.
Looking back at the backs of Undertaker and Serves, Bahrain felt a deep sense of oppression inexplicably.
He then heard a new voice coming from the hall:
“Come in, ‘Ghost Craftsman’ Balin Hertel.”
“We are old friends, Balin. Come in. Well, I want to talk to you.”
The voice was not heavy, but it made Bahrain feel a strong sense of majesty.
At the same time, Bahrain felt that the spirit in his body seemed to be instinctively afraid of something. His feet had involuntarily taken one step, then two steps into the hall...
Bahrain finally entered the main hall and finally saw clearly the image of the "Lord" on the golden throne.
It was a figure wearing a golden and black patterned robe, with a black puppet mask on his face.
He was playing with a short blazing gun in his hand. After Bahrain finally came to the center of the hall, he raised his head and said to him with a smile:
“Do you remember, Bahrain? Half a year ago, I always bought fire guns like this from your blacksmith shop."
"They are exquisitely made and equally powerful, even if they are not enchanted with the 'Inscription Method', they are enough to kill. A transcendent person with a second or even third level of destiny.”
"..."
Looking at the 'Lord of the Holy Abyss' on the throne, and then looking at the fire blunderbuss in his hand, Balin's pupils began to tremble slightly.
He remembered - there was indeed a period of time half a year ago, and someone would come to buy a large number of these short blazing guns from him every once in a while...
That person always wore a white suit Or a beige cloak, and a scarf wrapped around his face, with only his eyes exposed. Bahrain also regarded him as a regular customer, but did not know what kind of identity he had behind him.
"So it's you..." Bahrain narrowed his eyes.
"Yes, it's me." Luo Xiu's voice still contained a smile, and he slowly stood up from the golden throne and walked down the hall.
"I have always known that there is an outstanding craftsman in Morningside Town. Balin Hertel, the 'Sacred Abyss' needs talents like you."
"So, make a deal Let’s go.”
The sound of footsteps echoed on the pillars of the hall.
“Deal?” Bahrain asked, his hand secretly reaching behind his waist.
Luo Xiu had seen Balin's actions.
But he did not warn or stop him. He just smiled and raised his arm and stretched out a long finger.
A gray light suddenly lingered on his fingertips, gray mist filled the air, and the "Guardian of Illusion" Amber appeared on the right side.
Then, he stretched out his second finger, and the "Ember Wolf King", "Shadow Raven" and "Netherworld Pegasus" were quickly summoned and surrounded Bahrain.
The coercive spiritual aura has firmly shocked Bahrain in place, making him unable to move at all.
"Don't want to do unnecessary things, Balin."
Luo Xiu's voice was still calm and calm, facing Balin's suspicious eyes, he said:
"Join the Holy Abyss ', do it for me, Bahrain."
"So, until now, this has been part of the 'deal'."
… …
(End of this chapter)