EFB Chapter 59 Totem Bifang
Chapter 59 Totem Bifang
Lacking the money to buy resources, Green Brother could only pin his hopes on this ethereal totem beast.
"So you deduced the possible location of a totem beast based on a single feather, and then wanted me to go with you to find the totem energy stored by the totem beast, using that energy to enhance your magical cultivation?" Su Ming summarized. It sounded good, but totem beasts...
I've never even heard of it. It seems unreliable. And... based on a single feather? This guy Green is really daring.
"Yes, that's it too. How do you feel? Of course, I'm not asking you to work for free. We'll split it in half, isn't that fair?" Green Brother nodded, feeling that he was being very generous. He provided everything, and Su Ming only needed to contribute a little. He would contribute that too, after all, he was a mid-level lightning mage.
"I'll think about it." Su Ming didn't rush to refuse; perhaps this totem beast really existed.
"Alright, come find me after you've figured it out, and I'll explain the details to you step by step." Green Brother happily took a sip of his drink.
After finishing the crayfish, I exchanged contact information with Brother Green and then left.
This crayfish meal lasted quite a while, from the afternoon straight into the night.
Green Bro was very familiar with this boss, and he lay down on the boss's living room sofa to sleep for a while. Su Ming couldn't do that; he had to go back.
There were no classes for the Summoning Department. Zhang Hai messaged him saying he had to go out and didn't need to go to the academy for the time being.
If he doesn't want to go, then he doesn't have to go. Anyway, he's different from the students in other departments. He's the only one in the Summoning Department, so he doesn't have to fight for resources. If there are any, they'll all be given to him. That's the advantage of having your own department.
Su Ming didn't rush home. Instead, he strolled along the streets of the ancient capital, appreciating this city with a history of thousands of years. Nighttime is when life truly begins.
Here, the night is often more lively than the day, whether it's the crowds on the streets or the howling spirits outside.
"Boss, how much is this?" Su Ming stopped at a food stall and asked.
The owner was very welcoming to the customers and quickly introduced, "Three yuan a serving, oil tea and fried dough twists."
"Then give me one..." Su Ming said, but suddenly felt a pain in his chest. His voice gradually became softer. The feeling came and went quickly. "Boss, I don't want it anymore. I'll buy it next time."
Su Ming's face turned ashen, and he quickly left the crowd.
Seeing that the customer had left, the boss could only sit down speechlessly and wait for the next customer to come in.
Like Su Ming, Mu Qianjin also had this feeling. While meditating, Mu Qianjin suddenly felt unwell. After the strange feeling disappeared, she left the dormitory and went to the playground.
There was no one in the academy at night. Those students who wanted to go out had already left. They wouldn't come to this playground for a secret rendezvous; it wasn't secluded enough, and the view was too open.
As the moonlight shone down, and given that a magician's physique is not much different from that of daytime, Mu Qianjin vaguely sensed that someone was watching her, but she couldn't pinpoint the person's location.
"Hello, miss. My name is Han Bing." A tall and handsome man walked straight over from a distance, accompanied by many monkey-faced monsters who looked like they were wrapped in tight leather. These monsters were jumping around restlessly, staring greedily at Mu Qianjin.
Behind the ice was an even taller monster, which looked like an upgraded version of the others.
Black Beast Demon, Cursed Beast Demon, the symbol of the Black Church.
Although Mu Qianjin was born into the Mu family and held a marginal position, she was very knowledgeable and recognized at a glance what kind of monster this was.
The Black Vatican is universally condemned, not to mention that they recently orchestrated a disaster in Bo City. People across the country desperately want the Inquisition to eradicate this evil organization, but they have been hiding too deep and no one has been able to find them.
Meanwhile, members of the Black Vatican were loitering within the ancient capital's academy.
"Gray robes," Mu Qianjin murmured. She noticed the color of the robes worn by the man named Han Bing. He was a deacon, a gray-robed deacon, one rank higher than a black-robed instructor.
Such people are all ruthless and cruel, their hands stained with blood.
"Miss, could you tell me why you have the Forgetfulness Worm on you? I remember it was for someone." Han Bing said coldly, his anger palpable even though his face remained expressionless.
He didn't come here to chat and laugh with beautiful women; he came to kill Su Ming. Only by killing Su Ming could Jiang Shaoxu be his, and only by killing Su Ming could he truly possess Jiang Shaoxu.
As for this beauty, although her looks are in no way inferior to Jiang Shaoxu's and her figure is perfect, Han Bing is not interested. Stripped of her skin, she is nothing but 206 bones, and ultimately just a dead person.
His heart belongs only to Jiang Shaoxu, and can only have her.
As for this person, since he's already here, he can't possibly leave empty-handed; he'll have to do something.
"Please die here," Han Bing said coldly. All the black beast demons behind him were mobilized and attacked Mu Qianjin, jumping up and down like monkeys. As for the cursed beast demon, it was preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Mu Qianjin at any time.
……
Outside the ancient capital, Su Ming quickly moved away from the crowd and went to a more secluded place. His heart was restless and he felt uneasy, as if someone was watching him.
This might not be a misperception; his heart was aching, which reminded Su Ming of the Forget-Me-Not Worm.
The Black Vatican's insects.
So, does that mean someone from the Black Vatican is coming to find him? Is it because of his dual nature?
Su Ming did not believe that his innate dual system, which he had revealed, was known only to a handful of people from beginning to end.
The night in the ancient capital was not peaceful. With the magician's five senses, he could even hear the roars from outside the distant city walls. The undead wanted to rush in and kill humans, but the towering city walls always blocked them, stopping them outside the walls.
The city itself is safe and won't be attacked by the undead, but people might be a different story.
The city walls can keep out the dead, but they cannot stop wicked humans and the things they control.
A monkey-faced human, wearing tight-fitting clothes and waving his hands, bearing the symbol of the Black Vatican, a black beast.
Even more oppressive and amplifying than the Black Beast Demons is their advanced version, the Cursed Beast Demons.
These creatures are both demons and not demons. It is rumored that they were created by the Black Church using some evil means. You can tell what kind of creature the Black Beast Demon is made of by looking at its raw materials.
They are not unclaimed; they are controlled by someone, and the person who controls them is the so-called Black Vatican.
Their black robes allowed them to blend into the darkness and disappear into the crowd.
And now he's out.
A man dressed in black robes, a black-robed priest from the Black Church, was surrounded by a large number of black beast demons, and behind him was a huge cursed beast demon.
He blocked Su Ming's path in the darkness, and the black beasts scattered, blocking any possible escape routes.
Xiaoqing awoke from her slumber and lay on Su Ming's head, gazing at the strange, foul-smelling creatures.