Not long after, the contents of that telegram signal appeared on the paper, and the ink was dark: "I saw you."

I saw you... Klein felt a sudden chill in his heart as he read this sentence.

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Bayam, in an ordinary residential building not far from the Governor's Mansion.

In the spacious basement, candles burned quietly, casting a dim yellow light around.

"Silver Viper" Odell had already taken off the hooded robe, looked at the middle-aged man opposite him tremblingly, and said in an unsteady voice: "Master Senior, I don't know why Hull Mo Xiuyin's real hiding place will be known."

Senior was wearing an old three-cornered hat, with sunken eye sockets, and a frighteningly pale face, more like an evil spirit than a human being. He raised his hand to wipe the two black beards on his lower lip, and his light brown eyes were cold He swept across Odell's face, making the famous adventurer lower his head.

Silently staring at the other party for a few seconds, the "Admiral of Blood" wearing a pair of white trousers and a red coat said in a low voice: "Not three minutes after that telegram, there was a notification that spread throughout the city, and the content Exactly part of the telegram.

"I suspect that another force has begun to pay attention to radio, and obtained our codebook from Old Quinn."

"Yes, yes, it must be so!" "Silver Coin Viper" Odell hastily echoed, hoping that "Admiral of Blood" would not think that the great scientist Hermoschine was lost because of his ineffectiveness.

He knew very well how cruel the pirate general was to his subordinates who did wrong!

Senior glanced at Odell, sneered and said: "But no matter what, you have failed.

"If you, and your mistress, hadn't given me so much pleasure, I'd have had you yank your bowels out!

"Go and send a telegram to tell the eavesdropper who may or may not exist that I saw him, and let him spend the night in fear and anxiety. This is the only thing you can do now."

Odell breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, looked at the "Admiral of Blood" and the bloody altar on the table behind him in fear, and replied respectfully: "Yes, Lord Senor!"

He had just thought that he would be part of the sacrifice.

When Odell exited the basement, "Admiral of Blood" Senor turned his head to look at the altar covered with human heads, internal organs, limbs and blood, and said with a more respectful attitude than when Odell faced him: "Jax My lord, was the ceremony a success?"

"If you succeed, wait for God to respond." A cold and emotionless voice came from the curtain hanging around the altar.

Then, the curtain seemed to have life force,

The left and right sides are rolled up, knotted smoothly, and landed in the center of the altar.

A slightly transparent figure appeared beside the altar at some point, his complexion was brownish, the wrinkles on his face formed deep furrows, his white hair was as thin as autumn leaves, he seemed to have lived for many years .

He looked at the candle light humbly, his brown eyes motionless.

"Admiral of Blood" Senior didn't dare to speak again, and stood beside Lord Jax, waiting for the altar to change.

Suddenly, the candle's flame takes on various colors, each of which seems to correspond to a different desire of the beholder.

The human head, internal organs, limbs and blood on the altar are stacked layer by layer without wind, and they are in a state of melting candles.

Not long after, they formed a short tree of flesh and blood, with uneven surfaces, like the shell of a walnut.

thump! thump! thump!

Inside the tree of flesh and blood, there seemed to be a beating heart, strong and powerful.

When Senior could hardly stand the noise, the tree of flesh and blood withered, rotted into mud, and spread out.

Where it originally existed, there remained a flesh-colored, wet, sticky ball. JrNovels.com