Seeing Anderson nodding in affirmation, Danitz gestured his hands: "Did you just want to cut open your abdomen and take out that 'cocoon'?"

Anderson replied sincerely: "Yes, I am worried that it will affect my body, or attract another demigod, and I plan to hurry up and solve this hidden danger."

Danitz thought for a while, then asked suspiciously: "Then why didn't you try again?

"Forgot to make a will and want me to be a witness?"

Anderson's cheek muscles twitched, he laughed and said, "That's right, your provocateur potion should have been completely digested."

He turned to sighed and said: "After careful analysis, I think there should be no way to take it out directly, otherwise, they didn't have to soak me in blood plasma at that time, let the material erode a little bit, and it can be completely cut open Put the 'cocoon' into my abdomen and sew it up."

Without waiting for Danitz to respond, he said while thinking: "Don't you have the contact information of Gehrman Sparrow? He has experienced a lot and has a lot of knowledge. I would like to ask him for advice on how to solve similar problems." solution to the problem."

In the past few months, one thing that Danis was very afraid of was being said that he had something to do with Gehrman Sparrow, so he subconsciously retorted: "No! Ever since he left the 'Golden Dream', I have Never saw him again!"

The corner of Anderson's mouth twitched slightly, "When you wrote Gehrman Sparrow before, I was beside him and saw his messenger."

Danitz's expression froze immediately,

After a few seconds, he forced a smile and said, "Then why don't you just summon his messenger?"

Anderson raised his hand again, touched his throat, and said with a smile: "I don't know the ritual of summoning his messenger."

Danitz still felt that Anderson had a conspiracy, and he was unwilling to let the other party confirm that he and Gehrman Sparrow were in frequent contact, so he suggested instead: "Actually, you can ask our captain for help with this kind of thing, she knows Profound, good at research, mastering a variety of secret arts, and can ask the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom for assistance, it should be able to give you a solution to the 'cocoon' in your stomach.

"Haha, if you're embarrassed, I can help you talk to her."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the smile on Anderson's face suddenly brighten, and heard the other party respond quickly: "Okay, let's do it like this!

"I have packed my luggage, when can I go?"

"..." Danitz was stunned for a few seconds, always feeling that he was tricked by Anderson again.

He returned to the room, drank the remaining beer, and quickly threw all kinds of sundries into the suitcase, leaving only a sun-dried leaf with golden lines.

This is the token that Danis had previously established contact with the subordinates of the leader of Uttar Pradesh, General Mesanjes. According to Gehrman Sparrow's instructions, he left the leaf in the room and waited for the person in charge of the next step to deal with it. .

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In the room where Danitz retreated, the candle was suddenly lit, and a red flame more than two meters high rose.

In the stream of flames, a figure came out, wearing a silk top hat, wearing a black formal suit, with gray sideburns, deep blue eyes, mature temperament, and outstanding appearance. It was Klein who had turned into Dwayne Dant�s.

After picking up the dry leaf with golden veins, Klein left the hotel, bypassed the closed Resurrection Square, and came to the core area of ??Kukova City, the White Feather Square.

The general's mansion of Maysailles is located here, next to a downward-facing church of the dead.

As a standard Loen gentleman, when Dant�s walked in this city, he had a feeling of incompatibility and incompatibility. Here, there are so few foreigners, almost only the celebration square where several major consulates are located. You can only see it around you, and in other places, the people who come and go are basically local Balam people.

Their skin is brownish, their hair is black and curly, and their outlines are soft. In the eyes of many Northern Continent people, the same gender can only be divided into tall, short, fat and thin, and they look quite consistent.

These locals, regardless of gender, like to smoke the East Balam tobacco made of sun-dried tobacco leaves directly wrapped in herbs. Along the way, Klein could see residents puffing smoke outside the roadside door from time to time.

In addition, a large number of them will hang a kind of fruit called "darawa" around their waists.

This kind of fruit is as big as two fists and has extremely thick skin. After digging a small hole to eat the pulp, it can be used to hold water, wine and various beverages.

According to Klein's observation, most of what they drink is orange-yellow "Gwadar", which is sour and sweet, refreshing and refreshing. JrNovels.com