"Marlong...my nephew...thank you for your care for Xiao Anwei...I will protect you and illuminate the way forward for you."

Ma Long had that dream again, dreaming of the candlelight shining with stars, and this word that has been lingering in his mind—

Then, Ma Long woke up.

Opening his eyes, Malone found himself lying on the back of the giant wolverine Rucas.

Having struggled to sit up, Malone saw the familiar Sheriff Bernard and... the three-ring psychic warlock who sent a masquerade invitation on the white sand beach at noon.

Strangely, how could this Delft appear here?

Ma Long rubbed his temples and sat up. Although his mind was still a little confused, at least he could think about the problem.

Looking up, Ma Long found that there were many people around him - Amy, Anwei, Adella and Moussa-Mein, and the more than ten veterans, including the overthrowed gun-disabled veteran, were there, and there were even twenty or thirty elderly, weak and weak women and children surrounding the veterans.

“Where is this?”

He looked up and looked around, and the darkness around him made Ma Long whisper like this.

"On the way to the orphanage!" Sheriff Bernard, with a dark face, answered Malone's question angrily, and then scolded Malone without hesitation: "You little brat, in this chaos, don't retreat to the safe orphanage, but run into the city! If it weren't for my baby Ami, you would pray that your soul would be sucked onto the wall of the untrustworthy person, and I could find the priest who grasped the resurrection of the dead and resurrected you!

A wall of those who have no faith?

The dead are resurrected?

Oh... I remembered that this is in another world.

In this other world, it is said that mortals who do not believe in any gods will be nailed to the wall of the unbeliever after death until the soul's energy is completely consumed.

Originally, for mortals, the existence of the Wall of Unbeliever was an extremely terrifying thing, and it forced mortals to deliver their faith to a certain god.

But in the age of the gods fighting with the light calendar in the dark, the wall of the untrust was still shot and was seriously damaged by the melee gods. The god of death, who was responsible for building the souls of the untrustworthy and the false believers into the wall of the untrustworthy, was blocked by the wrathful wall after being obstructed by repeated wall construction, simply gave up the job in anger.

So in this bright era, will the soul of the unbeliever be absorbed by the rule power that has been formed for a long time and be held to death by the number of 28.

As for the resurrection of the dead, higher-level priests can do this spell. Any poor worm who dies abnormally can be resurrected, at the cost of offering a gem worth at least 5,000 rands (gold coins) to a deity...

His confused head transferred all the information about the "Wall of the Untrust" and "Resurrection of the Dead" for Ma Long to know.

So, Ma Long breathed a sigh of relief, and he finally felt that this other world that could resurrect the dead was actually quite good.

"Uncle Bernard, how did you come here? How is the situation?"

Malone, whose mind was gradually awake, tried to jump off the back of the giant wolverine Rucas.

"Boy, lie down honestly!" Sheriff Bernard glared at Ma Long and then began to answer Ma Long's question: "Of course the situation is very bad. Even White Oak Street is in chaos. At least twenty people have touched our homes in the chaos! If this old guy hadn't suddenly come to help, you Uncle Bernard, I wouldn't have stood here so completely and talked to you now!"

While speaking, Sheriff Bernard was unceremonious and pointed at the three-ring psychic warlock Delft.

Although she was called "old guy" in public by Sheriff Bernard, the three-ring psychic warlock Delft had no expression of anger at all, and just nodded slightly at Malone with a calm face.

"Maron Liszt, now it is fully proved that the psychic warlock who has systematically learned psychic energy can at least easily discover and fight back the assassination of the dark assassin Sionardo."

Tonight, the person who was attacked by the dark assassin Theonardo was not just Malone—and Sheriff Bernard.

Delft, the three-ring psychic warlock who nodded to Malone, took out the extremely old "Van Helsing Mind Scroll" again and handed it to Malone: ​​"Malone-Liszt, I guess you will be happy to accept this gift from me, a psychic predecessor."

Will Malone change his mind and accept this statement that allows him to easily discover and fight off the "Van Helsing Mind Scroll" of the dark assassin, at least next time he encounters assassination?

There is no doubt about it!

Even in this world, if the dead who died accidentally had enough money and gems, they could bribe the gods and come back to resurrection at any time. Ma Long didn't want to be helpless when he encountered danger. He could only let the little fox girl Ami, who should have been protected, protect it in turn - even if the cute little Ami, is Eliza's demon hunting fox girl!

"Mr. Delft, I will repay this great favor in the future!"

Van Helsing's mind scroll finally made Malone disobey Sheriff Bernard. He jumped off the back of the giant wolverine and said to the three-ring mind warlock Delft with the most positive attitude.

Surprisingly, Sheriff Bernard pretended not to see Malone's decision, and even raised his lips slightly.

"No, it's too late to come and get the daily report. Now there's a problem that needs your help..." Delft, the three-ring psychic warlock, looked up at the northwest direction of the fire, and then his voice rang out in Malone's mind: "Malone-Liszt, your plan to win three, your publisher, and that vampire who opens a bank is very good."

Ma Long subconsciously wanted to deny it, but before he could open his voice from the Three Rings of the Spiritual Warlock, he continued: "Don't try to deny it, I just want to ask you, for this sudden slave riot that will seriously threaten Secretary of State Newventure's reputation, do you have any new three-win plan to turn the crisis into a good thing?"

A new win-win plan for the crisis to turn into good things?

I can't just frown and take care of Zhuge Liang, who came to my mind. Where did I get so many win-win plans?

Ma Long thought in his heart, but in the end he spoke in his voice, he said: "This, you have to understand the details first, and then you can come up with the conclusion after an interview with that person, and I can't guarantee that I can come up with a solution."

While speaking, Ma Long's eyes accidentally glanced at Moussa Mein, who was dressed like an ascetic.

Yes, let’s learn more about the details first!

In the plane projection fragments of the Battle of Coriasa, didn’t Moussa-Mein say that with his skills, he could turn any reconnaissance crystal ball into a "plane projection fragment" that allows the soul to enter it and observe it himself?

Although the price is to turn a valuable reconnaissance crystal ball into an inability to detect and record any other image. It can only repeat the internal projection of a certain fixed-time plot within the plot, and at the same time consume at least three thousand Ricent's energy...

As soon as he thought of this, Ma Long hurriedly added: "Mr. Delft, I heard that large floating boats usually carry projected crystal ball systems for combat reconnaissance commands. I wonder if I can give people the fastest speed to send me a crystal ball that records the riots tonight. By the way, I also need a rechargeable magic crystal filled with at least 5,000 Ricent..."

Lisent is the unit of measurement for calculating the energy in the magic crystal in this other world. Ma Long usually subconsciously treats this "Lisent" as the "degree" of electricity. Although the energy of "One Lisent" seems to allow a huge steam locomotive to run about twenty kilometers.

Malone couldn't finish his words because the three-ring psychic magician Delft had taken off a ring worn by his right thumb and handed it to Malone.

"What you want is here, the spell to turn it on is...misoonata-yiahusuen"

Delft's voice continued to pop up in Malone's mind, and then a valuable "communication magic crystal" was stuffed into Malone's hands without hesitation, and then his heart whispered: "It can keep you talking to me directly at any time."

"Then, I'll leave first."

After Malone nodded and accepted the communication magic crystal, the three-ring psychic warlock Delft finally said this loudly.

"The five thousand Ricent's charged magic crystal will be delivered to you soon, I promise."

Before Delft fainted into the darkness, he left such a whisper to Malone.
Chapter completed!