MTL - Becoming An Ancient God From Blood Therapy-Chapter 281 dreamer

Haisen City is the closest city to Arkham in today's Massa Province. In the past, from Haisen City, along the Miskatonic River all the way south, it only took three hours to reach Arkham.

If you drive the car yourself, it only takes two and a half hours.

But now, waterways, roads, trains, and all means of transportation from the Empire's territory have been blocked.

There are also a large number of troops patrolling at major intersections. If they enter without authorization, the army is eligible to shoot and kill directly.

Because of this, Haisen City has developed well in the past three months, not only because of the arrival of the army, the safety factor has been improved, but also because it is an important barrier to isolate Arkham, and it has obtained some very special. investment.

With a stubble face, Artus has been in Haisen City for two days. He thought he could easily go to Arkham from here, but found that he thought the problem was too simple.

The entire road to the southeast was completely blocked. It seemed that the territory of the Rosas Empire had ended here, and going forward would be an extremely dangerous and dead end.

This saddened Artes. He had already circled the city twice. Due to the unfamiliar place and the weird atmosphere, he didn't even dare to ask how to get to Arkham.

Fortunately, he got some news through the mouth of an old man with a few bottles of wine last night.

After a few bottles of yellow soup, the old drunkard's mouth was as broken as that of his former neighbor, Mrs. Lou Sen, and it was endlessly grinding and chirping.

It took Artus well over an hour to sift through the innumerable complaints and nonsense to some useful information.

The southeastern part of the entire Rosas Empire is mostly dominated by mountains and hills. Now several roads are blocked, so if you want to go to Arkham, you can only pass through those steep mountain paths.

But now that winter has entered, the snow and severe cold in the mountains may kill the people who entered the mountains at any time.

But if there is a very remote mountain village about 20 kilometers northwest from Heisen City, the village is full of hunters who make a living by hunting and mountain goods. They know many paths in the mountains, and there should be one of them. Relatively safe, head to the road of Arkham.

So early this morning, after waiting for two hours and paying the sky-high fare of 20 Rosa coins, Artus finally had a car willing to take him for a ride to the hunter. Small village.

"What's your name?" Sitting in the car, Artes asked the well-dressed young man in his thirties.

The young man smiled and said, "Joel, how about you?"

"Just call me Artes." Artes said cautiously.

Joel looked at Artus and said casually: "You shouldn't be a local, right? Why did you think of going to Hunter Village? Not much is known to the locals in that ghost place."

Artes was a little nervous and hesitantly said, "It's nothing... I just want to... go hunting."

Joel didn't break a bit, and said casually: "Look at you, you are thin and tender, you should have been a successful person before, right? Why did you think about going to that place?"

After hearing this, Artes moved in his heart, looked up at Joel, and asked tentatively, "You are also going to Ah..."

Joel shook his head: "Just know, don't say it."

Artes immediately understood, and squeezed him and clenched his fists: "Of course it's for revenge!"

"Go to Arkham for revenge!?" Joel was taken aback.

Artes shook his head: "Just to find the power that can take revenge."

"Hahaha!" Joel heard this and immediately knew that Artus was a guy with a story.

And this kind of guy is the most suitable as a companion... to use and betray.

So, he was happy.

"What are you laughing at?" Artus still didn't know Joel's calculations.

Joel clenched the steering wheel, looked ahead with bright eyes and said, "Congratulations, you have come to the right place!"

...

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the snow had stopped, the dark clouds dissipated, and the blue sky appeared again.

Although the snow has stopped, the wind has picked up.

In the middle of the two mountain ranges, a small village sits quietly there. At this time, a few curling smoke rises, representing the fireworks here, but also declaring the remoteness and loneliness of the place.

However, more than a dozen wooden houses are covered with snow, and the surrounding hillsides and paths are white under the sun. If exposed to such an environment for a long time, it is easy for people to suffer from severe snow blindness.

At this time, in a certain wooden house, about a dozen people were drinking wine in light clothes.

"Hey! I went out and made a lot of money this time! The mayor is on! He must be protecting me!"

The others immediately followed suit and said, "Just you!? The mayor doesn't like a rough guy like you!"

Hahaha!

The others suddenly burst into laughter.

"You know shit!" The bearded man glared, and then said to the bartender behind the counter, "Boss! I'll invite you this round! Except for the red nose!"

"Oh oh oh! Except for the red nose!" The others raised their glasses immediately after hearing this, UU reading www. uukanshu. com booed loudly.

The middle-aged man with the red wine lees nose who mocked the bearded man just now had a shriveled expression and said, "Wait for the next time you go out, I will definitely make more money than you!"

After a few rounds, these guys became more and more energetic.

"The wind is getting closer and closer recently, and I heard that Joel has been caught." A scarred face said.

"Really? That guy is a thief, he was caught?" Others were a little unconvinced.

Scarface stared: "I can still lie! I saw it with my own eyes."

"You saw a fart with your own eyes!" At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Joel, who was covered in blizzard and whose face and nose were frozen, walked in and yelled loudly.

After hearing this, everyone laughed again. It seems that these guys have countless happy things every day.

Following behind Joel, Artes cautiously looked at the ferocious and strong men in the room, and suddenly felt guilty, and some dared not come in.

At this time, the dark-skinned middle-aged man behind the counter showed a hearty smile and said, "Come in, dream chaser."

"Yo! Another dreamer!?" The crowd became curious.

Joel glanced at Artus, walked over and said, "Mr. Whitaker, two glasses of water of life."

Yes, at this time when the bar owner was officially the chief of the Arkham Post Office, he believed in the king of yellow clothes, killed the invisible, and could summon and ride the chief of Baiake.

After listening, Whitcott skillfully picked up two cups and poured out the two cups of liquid like water.

Joel pushed a cup to Artus and said with a smile: "Drink it, the water of life, it can keep you warm on the next road. I won't tell other people this secret recipe casually."

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