Chapter 51 Demon Bottle

Author: Deng Dies

Chapter 51 Demon Bottle

The Field Museum of Natural History is located between Chicago City and Lake Michigan.

On one side are the city’s skyscrapers, and on the other side are Lake Michigan, where water and sky are connected, surrounded by a piece of retro rusted railway tracks and winding paths connected by all directions.

The ancient Greek-style Field History Museum stands in the evening breeze.

"laugh--"

"Bang!"

Car brake.

Ryan pushed open the car door.

He looked around and saw the magnificent outline of the world's largest natural museum.

The endless Olynian cylinder is ancient and grand. Under the strong light of the searchlight, shadows and glimmers intertwined, making them mysterious.

Operators in uniforms entered and exited the museum.

Their figures surrounded almost the magnificent building, and giant searchlights illuminate every corner of the museum.

The huge "dinosaur fossil" stands at the entrance of the museum, with lights hitting it, and huge shadows spread to Ryan's feet. It raised its head and chest, roaring into the sky, as if it was protecting this ancient building with more than 24 million pieces of precious collection.

"That's just a imitation stone sculpture."

"The real thing is inside."

At this time, a black-clothed operator walked forward. He was already affiliated with the Chicago branch and was naturally very familiar with everything in the city.

“Derino Field.”

The black-clothed operator stretched out his hand.

Ryan reached out to hold him.

"Ryan Winster."

After briefly introducing himself, Ryan followed Derino's footsteps and quickly walked up the stone steps in front of the museum.

"What's the discovery?"

Ryan asked curiously, curiously, as he made way for a staff member carrying a giant metal instrument on his shoulder.

“We found something unusual.”

“It is buried under the grounds of the Museum of Nature, and if it weren’t for our whim, it wouldn’t even be aware of its existence.”

Derino leads the way ahead.

He walked into the spectacular exhibition hall of the Field Museum of Natural History.

The operators held instruments in their hands and searched for clues in the building. Several scientific researchers in white coats gathered in the center of the hall to study something at a huge dinosaur fossil.

Dinosaurs are domineering and majestic.

The world's most well-preserved fossil of "Rex Tyrannosaurus" - "Su" bathes under the light.

It is the brightest star in this museum. On weekdays, everyone's eyes will definitely focus on it.

However, today is different from the past.

In the huge museum, Ryan probably only looked at it a few more times.

"In order to avoid unnecessary trouble caused by rash moves, our colleagues have left the thing lying in the ground since they discovered it."

"Until they are called."

Derino stopped.

He stood next to the huge dinosaur fossil, crossed his chest with his hands, and looked at the movements of the scientific researchers in a white coat with a serious expression.

“Really.”

"beauty!"

Ryan heard the exclamation of one of the researchers.

Then, he saw the man slowly lifting a metal object like a wine glass in his hand, and the "wine glass" shines with luxurious pearls under the light.

"Didi!"

The Liangyin Machinery next to him issued a prompt sound.

"We found the aura of the demon on it."

The scientific researcher with a transparent mask and a serious expression turned around, and he seemed to know that Ryan was behind him.

He said concisely and made a shocking statement, and looked at Ryan with a serious look.

Ryan walked forward and glanced at the foot of the dinosaur fossil.

The tiles were lifted open, the black mud flew, and a big hole appeared on the ground.

Obviously, the "wine glass" dug out by scientific researchers was once buried in it.

Ryan looked at the wine glass.

The entire bottle is coral red and painted with complex patterns of ink black, which contain mysterious symbols and hints.

The lid of the bottle is cabochon, with ornaments on the top, echoing the weird patterns on the body of the bottle.

There is a mysterious creature on both sides of the bottle, depicting a deep, vigorous and powerful figure, as if the bottle is a territory occupied by them, and the huge membrane wings seem to be some symbols. They look particularly hideous.

The bottle body is also covered with gems of various sizes, shining, emitting a filthy and dirty aura.

A crystal dish is made of crystal stones on the obliquely cut surface around the lid and left to it.

"It's true to be straightforward."

Ryan frowned and asked, "Can you tell the origin of this bottle? For example, the age."

Researchers are silent.

He slowly took off his cover.

Expose the sweat beads between his pale face and forehead to the air.

"About one thousand years BC."

“What a bad year.”

Ryan sighed.

"I hope it's not the cultural relics unearthed from the area I thought."

"Sorry." The staff member showed an ugly smile, his expression bitterly, saying, "The United Kingdom of Ancient Israel."

"The northern region of Palestine today."

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Derino Field took a long breath, and he pressed the communication terminal and passed the message to the headquarters of the Magic Hunting Agency.

"The identity of the Field Museum of History is revealed."

"One of King Solomon's [Arts]."

"We found the source of the demons in Chicago City."

"[Demon Bottle] from King Solomon."

Chicago City.

Far from the other end of the city at the Field Museum.

This is the most conspicuous neighborhood sign of Chicago Chinatown, and the Chinese-style gateway at the intersection of Wentworth and Chelmark, forming the city's busiest commercial corridor.

But it's a pity.

Under such a bad situation today, there are almost no traces of civilians in Chicago City, and they are far from the word "burning". To put it more extreme, it is a ghost town.

"Dada--"

Big red pillars, gold-plated plaques.

"The world is for the public."

“Welcome to Chinatown.”

The figure stood in front of the plaque in Chinatown, raised his head, and a pair of dark eyes looked up and down at the empty street in front of him.

"clatter--"

The figure sways.

His body was extremely strong, and his wide robe could not cover up the explosive muscles on his body.

The right fist poked out from the cuff.
To be continued...