Vol 2 Chapter 1162: Bound by imagination

"Okay, so be it."
Richard whispered, waved his hand, and a strong wind generated, blowing a large pool of blood-red liquid melted into Noan. The liquid was blown away, exposing many items that did not belong to Noan, such as ragged clothes, rings, pendants, and of course a book "Blood Code".
Richard once again waved his hand, photographed the Blood Code directly in front of him with the help of strong wind, carefully cleaned it up, and put it away.
I turned my head to look at Barry and said: "I promised to help you kill Noan, and now it's done. I'm leaving with this book. As for the rest, the things you promised me The conditions should not be forgotten, will it be honored?"
"This..." Barry hesitated, intending not to admit it, but in the face of Richard's serious gaze, in the end there was no such guts, and he nodded and smiled, "Of course... Of course I will not forget, sure To honor, you must obey all your requirements."
"That's good." Richard nodded and walked outside. "After all, I don't have much time to manage your ancestral society personally. At most, I will send someone to help me entrust you to do something. , Then you can cooperate."
"Yes." Barry nodded again and again, followed Richard out of the basement and into the hall on the ground floor.
"Okay, almost here." Richard stopped in the hall and said, "What exactly will your ancestors do? A few days later, someone will tell you."
"understand."
"Huh." Richard said, "Then I will leave first. Can you handle the rest? Or, do you still need my help?"
Barry understood that Richard was referring to the remaining men of Noan.
After thinking for a while, he said, "No, you have killed Noan and his most powerful and loyal men. There is no threat to the rest. Although I am not capable enough, I still have some prestige, Coupled with the support of some elderly people in the meeting, it can be handled well."
"That's good." Richard said, without further ado, stepped on, and the whole person flew out of the hall into a streamer, leaving the ancestral spirit station.
Barry stood at the same place and kept looking at the door. He waited more than ten seconds after Richard left, and then let out a long breath, and the whole person relaxed.
"Huh, this thing is finally over. Damn Noan, finally got the retribution, deserve it!" Barry yelled, and after a while, there was a little worry on his face, murmured, "However, let the ancestors know It's not easy to listen to outsiders arrange this matter.
Although I have nothing to resist, the rest of the people are hard to say... I am not as unreasonable as Noan, after all, it is difficult for the rest to listen to me. Speaking of it, this is also a betrayal of the ancestors, in case Uncle Moses objected, it would be really difficult.
Fortunately, there are still a few days left, maybe I can find a good way to convince everyone..."
Barry frowned and stepped out, discovering for the first time that being a leader is not as good as he thought.
As soon as he walked out of the stone building, he met a man.
A lean old man looked at him outside, as if waiting for him to come out. The wrinkles on his face were deeply sunken into the flesh, and his eyes were extremely bright. It was Moses, the oldest and oldest director of the ancestral society.
"Goodong!"
Seeing the other party, Barry couldn't help but swallowed a slobber, inexplicably guilty.
The old man Moses didn't seem to notice Barry's strangeness, but just asked seriously, "Is everything inside finished?"
"Well, it's all over." Barry nodded.
"How is Noan?"
"Noan is dead."
"What about corpses?"
"No body, it was dissolved by the stranger directly," Barry answered honestly.
Moses was slightly surprised: "Well, okay, it seems that the helper you hired is really good."
After the tone changed, Moses looked at Barry and asked seriously: "In other words, you invite him to come, is it not cheap?"
"Uh, he asked to borrow the Blood Code for a while. If something happens later, help him..." Barry said cautiously, while secretly observing Moses' expression.
Moses looked at Barry seriously and asked, "Nothing? These were all heard in the previous square. I wasn't asking this. What I was asking was that inside, you didn't promise the new condition. ?"
"This!" Barry shuddered and almost jumped out excitedly. He would tell the truth, and when he swallowed hard, he turned his eyes and tried to change the subject.
"Humph!"
Moses made a nasal sound, as if he had read through Barry's thoughts and said seriously: "Why, Barry, I grew up watching you grow up, what do you think in your heart, don't I know? Could it be that you are still going to lie to me?"
"I..." Barry looked bright, hesitated for a few seconds, his expression sagged and heaved a sigh of relief, and he made an all-out debut, "That guy, it's really too much, and he has always wanted to cooperate with Noan. There is no way , I had to give in a little more, so..."
A few minutes later, Moses heard all the stories Barry told.
Barry looked at Moses nervously, lest Moses be furious, who knew Moses was calm.
"Actually, it doesn't matter, doesn't it just follow the other party's arrangement." Moses said slowly. "In fact, this is a little better than the worst result I thought."
"Really?" Barry froze, asking in confusion. "Uncle Moses, what is the worst result you think? Is it possible that the other party can go further?"
"Why not? The strength of that one~EbookFREE.me~ You should know more than me. Killing Noan is so easy, and it is not too difficult to destroy our entire ancestral society.
Therefore, he can forcibly ask for the wealth that our ancestors will accumulate for hundreds of years, except for "The Blood Code", the remaining spell scrolls and precious materials. Even, he can forcibly select our people, follow him to leave, and become the real man, rather than the verbally man now. "
After listening to Moses, Barry's eyes lit up, only to find that he was actually bound by his imagination. Before in the basement, he thought that he had given the biggest concession to Richard. He didn't expect to reach the limit far enough, and he could sell the ancestor spirit even harder.
"So, Uncle Moses, I'm actually doing a good job?" Barry looked at Moses.
"Slap!" Moses slapped skinnyly on Barry's head, and said angrily, "What a ghost! Anyway, you are betraying the interests of the Ancestral Spirit Society, that is, Noan is dead. Otherwise, he can execute you ten times, and no one can save you."
"Uh"
Barry's neck shrank uncontrollably.
"Okay, okay." Moses waved his hand again. "Since this is the case, I'm afraid it's useless. Fortunately, when Noan died, some of our old guys could barely control the situation and ensure that your leader is doing well. As for Let’s take the rest slowly. Maybe, it’s dealt with, but it’s a bad thing. The most important thing is to see what the person who sent in a few days looks like.

"Well." Barry nodded, and couldn't help but be curious, who Richard would send.
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