Chapter 923 (1/2)

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Xiaotan and two npihniht. ”The next second, suddenly a voice came from their side and said the sentence in fluent German.

When the three men heard the words, they were shocked and followed the reputation.

They saw an old man in a red checked shirt and a grey woolen coat.

Ten minutes later,

”time is running out, boys.” Strange German man with a sharp knife, back light, stood in front of the sofa, showing a grim expression. ”This is your last chance today,” he said, bending over to cut a piece of fruit pie on the tea table. ”Come and taste the hot pie I made myself.”

He said as he spoke. On one side, he handed a piece of cut pie to the opposite side of the tea table.

At this time, Xiaotan, Horace and Sean are sitting side by side on the sofa. Horace, with a silly face, took over the sect sent by the master, and turned to look at the two people beside him. The expression seemed to say, ”I didn't expect to meet such a good thing again.”

”Well, where are we reading?” The strange German man cut the pie and went back to his seat. Put on the presbyopic glasses. He faced the children. He picked up the book and said, ”Oh, the amulet itself is not big here. It is engraved with mysterious incantations.”. As if he found something, he immediately turned the book around, turned the page toward them and sighed, ”isn't this strange looking thing”

sighed intently, and saw a hand-painted sketch on the page. The overall design seems to be that the two mini dragons are similar to the giant dragons in Western mythology, rather than the Eastern Dragon. They are one on the left, one on the right, one high and one low, and cling to an oval stone of different colors.

Of course, if Feng didn't notice it, he might see that fan Haixin used a feather pen instead of a pen to draw the picture, and inferred that the other side was in a hurry when drawing from the ink; he might also infer the real appearance of the amulet from the poor picture. But Jue is not here at the moment. No one cares about the details.

”Is this amulet?” small sigh looked at the pattern and asked.

”I think so.” The strange German man replied.

”Hey, guys,” Hollis said to the two boys next to him in an excited voice, lowering his voice, ”strange German man is so powerful.”

”My name is Leonardo simino,” said the old man, who was known as a quirky German man, glancing at the children with a subtle expression

”Well, Mr. simino.” Sean then asked, ”can you explain that part of equilibrium in detail? I don't understand.”

”Well.” Simino replied, ”according to this book, the forces of good and evil will constantly change and grow. And every 100 years, at a certain point in time, the two forces will reach a perfect balance. ” He paused for two seconds, ”and the talisman we just talked about, which gathers the power of good, is a holy tool for exorcising evil. It can not only resist evil, but also it is indestructible.” He pointed to the page with his fingers. ”Here's the word indent milk able, with a line at the bottom.”

At this point, he turned a page and then read: ”on the night of resurrection every 100 years, when the midnight bell rings, the amulet becomes particularly vulnerable. During this time, it will become a state that can be destroyed. ”

”What happens if the amulet is destroyed,” Sean asked.

”Then the balance between good and evil will be broken.” ”Evil will be the new order of the world,” simino replied He glanced up at the children. ”But, our friend Mr. Fan Haixin said that even on the night of resurrection, there is at least one way to stop the dark forces.”

”what is it?” little sigh asked quickly.

”If someone can get the amulet before the dark ones, they can open the door of the border prison through a ceremony that can only be held once every 100 years.” Simino replied, ”it's like a terrible whirlpool, a fierce tornado that can swallow up the evil forces and everything around it to maintain peace for a whole century.”

Xiao Tan and the children of the two monster clubs all listened to simino's narration attentively, and even Horace put down his faction.

”Did he describe the process of the ceremony?” little sigh asked quickly.

”Yes, and in great detail.” Simino replied, ”this diary continues until the last day of his struggle with the dark ones. What's interesting is that from the perspective of date, there are less than 12 hours left, that is, at midnight, we are just 100 years away from that day. ”

One forty in the afternoon, on the outskirts of the city.

I don't know what the structure of this planet is like the United States in the 1980s. Not far from the city, there is a swamp covered by thick fog. Although it's only 30 minutes' drive from downtown. But the landscape here is just like the virgin forest.

”It's near here, you can smell it.” Dracula walked in his elegant, slow pace. Walking on this muddy land.

”Ah ah” a werewolf in a ragged jacket and jeans followed Dracula. With a few sounds like a wolf is not a wolf, like a chimpanzee is not a chimpanzee's roar response.

Just after their conversation, a sound of something dragging came from a distance.

Dracula and the werewolf look around and see a mummy.

”Ah” Dracula smiled and said nothing.

He also knew that he had nothing to say with the mummy. The mummy was obviously not good at communication.

All in all. Mummies and werewolves seem to have acquiesced in their role as ”followers”. Naturally, he followed Dracula, who also led the two men forward together.

As they walked along, they came to a deep and vast mire.

”Here it is.” Dracula stood on the edge of the swamp and said in a deep voice.