Chapter 636 9.59

Chapter 636 59

The "Greedy Wolf Path" under the Hakkar Temple where Guru practiced.

After 13 years of confrontation with the Undead Sword Cultivator in the underworld, he has now risen to Sequence 3 "Gluttonous Wolf".

Growing up in the cold coniferous forest of Murmansk, the beasts of the cold land rely not on sharp claws and fangs to survive, but on sharp eyes and a strong perception of the surrounding illusions.

After practicing to this day, even for a Jindan cultivator, it is still quite difficult to approach Guru quietly.

He never expected that in this empty and dim room, there was actually a mysterious person lurking in the corner, as if waiting for his arrival.

Guru turned around and did not immediately fight back.

Although the man had put his palm on his shoulder, he did not emit any murderous intent. A faint steam surrounded the two people. When the weak firelight rose between the two people without warning, Guru finally saw the face hidden in the thick fog.

It was a very ordinary face.

So ordinary that he looked at it carefully for a long time, and it seemed difficult to see any characteristics on this face.

"'Greedy Wolf' Gulaul, I have been waiting for you in this city for a long time."

The water temperature on the top floor of the Great Bath Palace was not high, and few people went there. When the woman began to speak, the lights on the surrounding wall lamps went out together. It was not difficult to see that the woman was not waiting here alone.

She had many companions hiding in the darkness not far away.

"My name is Microa."

"I believe that Ecbert must have mentioned me to you before you set off."

Gulaul nodded gently and relaxed his tense muscles.

"That's right."

"He did mention to me that you are the intelligence chief we planted in this city."

Even as rough as Gulaul was, he gradually understood the importance of intelligence as his horizons broadened.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Viking Queen Mehrandin was alone in Constantinople to expand the territory and make the Skylark Chamber of Commerce bigger and stronger.

However, those who have tried it will immediately know that this is simply impossible.

Even a Yuanying old monster cannot build a country by himself. The same is true for businessmen. Even if a person has two hands that can reach the sky, he cannot open up a new business kingdom by himself.

Mehrandin is just a representative of the Skylark Chamber of Commerce who is promoted to the Roman citizens.

Behind him, there are countless subordinates who work day and night. Among them, there must be someone who is responsible for collecting intelligence in secret or performing some gray operations that are not worthy of being on the table.

Microa is the person hiding behind Mehrandin.

Before setting off, Ecbert did mention this person to Sat Guraul. This person's origin is quite mysterious. It is said that he was once the fire bishop in Paris and played a lot of roles in the war 13 years ago.

How did this person fall into Loki's hands and how did he enter Constantinople? Ecbert nagging a lot, Guraul almost didn't hear anything.

He only remembered the most important point.

If this person suddenly appeared, he must have a very important mission.

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"This meeting is mainly to tell you that the beasts of the Illuminati have already known the news of your entry into the city."

"As expected, the Illuminati also has spies in Paris."

Gulaul nodded slightly, grabbed the towel, soaked it and put it on his forehead. The slightly cold water flowed down his cheeks, which reminded him of the quiet coast under the red moon in the underworld, which was like flowing black stones.

"But you don't have to worry too much."

"Everything is under the control of the 'Prophet'."

"It took only 13 years for the Kingdom of Normandy to develop to its current scale, and you were able to crawl back from the dark underworld, all relying on the precise calculations of the 'Prophet'."

He is the most powerful weapon in our hands.

After climbing up from the hot spring, Gulaul saw that everyone around him was extremely worshipful of the gray-white old lizard, perhaps because he showed too many "miracles" casually.

From the Slavic king to Ecbert, from the Viking pirates to the French officials in Paris, everyone who knew about the existence of the mysterious prophet looked at him as if he were a god.

The predictions he made were not the psychedelic unknowns that the "Raven Passer" made by burning incense.

All the predictions Mutu made were immersive, as if he was observing them in person. He could give the exact time, the number of people present, their clothes, and everyone's facial expressions.

Even down to what moves they would use to start.

This undoubtedly exceeded the medieval mortals' understanding of the word "prophecy".

Even Loki believed everything Mutu said after returning to Paris.

"The prophet once said that you will encounter danger when you enter the city this time, but everything is within control."

"The only thing you need to worry about is Betuge, the 'Lord of Disaster'.

He is a person that even the prophet cannot fully see through."

"If we encounter an opportunity, we must join forces to get rid of this most dangerous enemy."