Chapter 2101 The Mysterious Treasure

I was shocked when I saw such a scene!

Generally speaking, what kind of magic you practice will be reflected in your soul. For example, Lei Haotian and the short old man can tell at a glance that one of them practices wood magic and the other fire magic. , although the color is bright, it has not yet formed a shape, which means that the cultivation level is still shallow.

But the big skull in the middle is extremely lifelike, no different from the one shown on the slide, almost intact - only slightly blurred in the middle of the head.

This means that the old guy Imzai is indeed practicing necromancy, and it is also an extremely pure white bone system. Different from the Dark Element of the three great priests, the White Bone Element is good at external attacks. It is really amazing to be able to practice the White Bone Art of external attack to such an extent!

I really don’t know what kind of state the father of Satan is in!

I was so surprised that I didn't have time to think about it any more.

After all, with my current level of cultivation, I could only use the Dream Lifting Technique for one minute, so I had no time to delay any longer and rushed towards the skeleton.

The skeleton was like the light and shadow reflected on the door. As soon as I rushed over, it was like pushing open the door.

With a breath, tens of millions of images were flying all over the sky and coming toward his face.

From the childhood when he played with his bare buttocks to the teenager who just started to grow stubble, to the long beard that gradually turns gray, the memories of Imzai’s entire life are displayed in front of me like a capsized cargo ship!

I quickly adjusted my mind, and for the time being I thought of myself as Imzai himself: I was thinking about important and confidential words, and I couldn’t let others know these keywords.

The memory images in front of me were immediately reduced by more than half, but they were still densely packed and indistinguishable for a short time.

Thirteen people gathered together, each stretching out their left hands and stacking them into a tower shape, as if they were swearing something.

Behind them was a burned-out old Russian tank, with bloody corpses strewn all over the ground.

This should be his experience leading the anti-Soviet guerrillas when he was young.

There was a strange face that was half human and half white bones. One hand was pressing on his kneeling head, and the other hand was holding a black parchment book, as if it was teaching him something.

There were piles of horrifying skulls on the ground. This was obviously the scene when the father of Satan taught him the art of necromancy.

There was also a well-dressed white man wearing glasses who shook hands with him with a smile on his face. There were also a few tall and cautious soldiers standing next to him. It was obvious at a glance that these people were elites in the army. That white man looks very familiar to me. He looks very much like Kissinger, the evergreen figure who is famous in the international political arena.

There are countless such memory images!

The experiences in this old guy's life are very bizarre and mysterious. Maybe just telling one of them is enough to shock the world!

But I don’t have time to check them one by one now, so I quickly thought about it: treasure, hidden.

The memory images decreased sharply again, and finally only a dozen were left.

In a large, dark cave, there were countless boxes of firearms and ammunition neatly stacked, and a group of guys wearing black cloth hoods were still moving them around.

A dozen large, heavy iron boxes were opened accordingly. Someone was counting and counting, and each of the large iron boxes contained gold!

Drugs, arms, gold, oil. There is also a booklet that looks like a confidential document, which he has hidden in various places! It seems that this old guy has quite a lot of secrets. There are dozens of treasure hiding spots alone.

However, these things are not what I want to focus on at the moment.

Several of the images caught my attention immediately.

That is neither arms gold nor a secret list password, but a small square box. Judging from the shape, it looks very much like the book held in the hands of the father of Satan. If I guess That's right, this must be the "Bible of the Undead" stolen from the Undead Cult.

Imzai put the small box into the hole in the stone wall, and the next image was a piece of broken stone.

It seems that this guy blew up the place where the books are stored. Only he may know the specific location...

If possible, I would like to see what is recorded in the "Bible of the Dead" and how it is different from the "Yin Fu Jing".

Another image shows him holding a small round ball and filling it into a small sealed box.

The ball was only the size of an egg yolk, and it was covered with irregular bumps. The inside seemed to be transparent and emitted a stream of bright white light. I had never seen anything like this before, and even hearing it made me wonder. Never said that. If I had to use a metaphor, that thing looks very much like a spherical integrated circuit.

Im put the thing into a small sealed box, and then poured concrete on it, turning it into a fist-sized stone.

The final image is of the stone stuffed into the crocodile's belly!

Ah, I see!

This small ball is the must-have item for our mission, and he hid it inside the crocodile.

But crocodiles are not a rare thing, there are many of them in the world! Which one is it? Where is it?

It’s a pity that images cannot speak!

With my current level of cultivation, I can only see memory images, and I have no way of knowing memories outside of vision.

This is how to do?

When I was at a loss for ideas, I suddenly discovered a small detail in the final image.

When he did this, he came alone and at night.

Next to the crocodile he pinned on the shore, there was a huge shadow.

The shadow is slightly onion-shaped, much like the roof unique to Middle Eastern Christianity! Judging from the position of the shadow, it should be on the southeast side of the circular church.

On the southeast side of the Middle Eastern Church, there are crocodiles in the water!

Although these two specific conditions are very confusing, they finally outline the general direction, at least there are clues to search for.

At this time, the time to leave the Dream Technique was coming soon, and I had no time to look at anything more, so I hurriedly retreated.

Countless images gathered together in a chaotic manner again. I exited the illusory door of skeletons, and the images of everyone were revealed again, but the position where I stood had changed.

I didn’t know what happened during this period, and I had no time to think about it, so I quickly retreated all the way!

After regaining consciousness, his body shook violently, his ears buzzed, and his eyes glowed golden. This is due to the backlash of the Dream-Living Technique. Originally, I was still in the research stage of this spell and was not yet proficient in mastering it. Now that I have used it out of desperation, it is really unpredictably painful! My head was in a mess, my heart was beating wildly, as if my body and soul were about to explode.

I gritted my teeth and endured the endless pain for a long time, and then I felt a little relieved.

When I opened my eyes, I was shocked!

My invisibility charm had been broken before I knew it. At this time, I was sitting in the corridor in plain sight.

I was in extreme pain just now. Let alone any precautions, I was completely ignorant of all the situations in the outside world! If someone happens to pass by just now, it doesn't take any expert, just a random terrorist can kill me with just one knife.

I wiped my sweaty forehead, and regardless of being frightened, I quickly took out my communicator and whispered to the other side: "Lao Gao, I found a clue! He hid that thing in the crocodile's body. inside."

"Crocodile? What crocodile." Gao Shenghan's quiet but urgent voice came from the desk immediately.

"You go find a river or pond with a church in the northwest, the crocodiles are there!"

"Okay." Gao Shenghan responded quickly and then asked: "What kind of crocodile is it? Male or female, and what size is it?"

"I didn't know..."

I was about to answer when I suddenly heard a shout, and at the same time, there was the sound of a gun being pulled.

No, I was discovered!