Knock knock.
The lobsterman leader knocked on the wooden door. A slightly hoarse voice sounded from inside the door, "Is this Yar Patel?"
The lobsterman leader called Yar Patel replied, "Yes, Lord Prophet, I brought a guest. He has a token from the matriarch."
"Let him in."
The wooden door creaked open. The group of lobstermen stood on both sides. Bai Xiaowen walked in.
Li Shuyi wanted to follow in, but he was stopped by the lobsterman Yar Patel.
"Sorry, Miss Human, you can't go in."
Li Shuyi looked at Bai Xiaowen with an inquiring gaze.
Bai Xiaowen smiled, "It's okay."
Bai Xiaowen stepped into the core room. Under the dim light, he saw an old lobsterman with a purple shell. Most of the lobstermen outside had green skin. Purple shells represented old age.
"Hello, honorable guest, I have already predicted your arrival." The old lobsterman's voice sounded.
"You, prediction? Are you a prophet? "Bai Xiaowen said with a grin.
"That's right."
"Can a prophet directly tell others what he sees?" Bai Xiaowen asked.
The old lobsterman was silent for a second. Then he slowly said, "Well, what I said is not very accurate. I didn't see the prophecy directly. Instead, I learned through divination that someone will come to visit in the near future."
Bai Xiaowen suddenly understood. This was probably one of the tricks that the swindler used to pretend to be unfathomable. If he wasn't an expert, he would most likely be fooled by the old lobsterman.
It seemed that the old lobsterman's so-called prediction was very different from Bai Xiaowen's ability to "see" the future. It seemed that the difference was in accuracy.
"How should I address you? Who is the matriarch represented by this scale token? "Bai Xiaowen showed the scale and asked at the same time.
"My name is Gorrick. As for the matriarch's identity, please forgive me for not telling you directly before she says it." The lobsterman prophet Gorrick said.
"Alright, then do you know why your mistress is contacting me? Is it a trade or something else? "
Gorick said, "I'm sorry, honorable guest. However, since you have this token, it means that I must provide you with the greatest assistance. Even if I have to sacrifice the entire Swamp Lobsterman Tribe, I cannot refuse. "
"Is that so?"
Bai Xiaowen narrowed his eyes. He did not continue to speculate about the Matriarch's identity and purpose. In fact, Bai Xiaowen already had a certain idea in his mind.
"Your Excellency Prophet Gorick, I've come to the Pale Swamp to look for a ruin that has been sealed for a long time. Here, I need your tribe to send some elite warriors as guides. At the same time, tell me how to move freely in the Pale Swamp as a human."
Gorrick let out a sigh of relief and said, "No problem, no problem. Your two requests can be fulfilled."
Then, Gorick tapped the ground with his wooden staff, "Albert!"
The lobsterman leader with a large pincer entered.
"Bring me two Dried Bone Raincoats," Prophet Gorick ordered.
Soon, the two Dried Bone Raincoats were brought in front of Bai Xiaowen.
Bai Xiaowen looked at them. The Dried Bone Raincoat's frame was woven from decaying bones. As for the woven thread, it was a kind of tough black seaweed.
"This thing seems a little similar to Undead Camouflage," Bai Xiaowen silently evaluated in his mind.
On the other side, Prophet Gorick had already opened his mouth to introduce, "Let me introduce to you. According to the records of our ancestors, these two Withered Bone Raincoats were woven from the nether grass and drowned bones collected in the swamp. They can effectively resist the invasion of the ghost fog in the swamp. Of course, as generations of lobstermen lived and bred in the swamp, we gradually got used to the environment of the ghost fog in the swamp. These Withered Bone Raincoats are rarely used."
Bai Xiaowen put on one of the Dried Bone Raincoats and immediately received a notification.
"You used a special item: Undead Camouflage. This item cannot be brought out of the Blacktide Plane. "
"Your negative status: Yin Qi Lingering effect has disappeared."
Bai Xiaowen exhaled. He felt that he had really integrated into this ghost fog swamp.
Gorick said again, "Honorable guest, Albert is one of the best warriors in our tribe. He has seen the ancient ruins in the swamp. He is the most suitable guide for you."
Bai Xiaowen nodded slightly, "Thank you."
"You don't have to thank us. You have the matriarch's token, and these were all made by us," Gorrick said politely. "Next, please take a rest in the tribe. The tribe will take out the stored food for you to enjoy."
"No need. I'll leave now."
Bai Xiaowen rejected the Lobsterman Prophet's hospitality. He took the two Undead Camouflage, the Dried Bone Raincoats. With the Lobsterman Warrior Albert as the guide, he once again stepped into the depths of the swamp with Li Shuyi.
"The name Albert sounds familiar." Bai Xiaowen thought for a moment and remembered it. He asked with a smile, "Don't you have a nickname called 'Headshot'?"
Albert, who was walking in front, turned his head in confusion, "You know my nickname?"
Bai Xiaowen smiled without saying a word. In the eyes of the Lobsterman Leader, Albert, this made him seem even more unfathomable.
The scenery in the Pale Swamp was not unchanging. From the moment Bai Xiaowen stepped into the swamp, he used his mental power to scan the surrounding terrain and monsters into his mind, forming a memory like a map in a game.
In front of him, Albert rambled, "I saw the ancient ruins once by chance. It was at the westernmost part of the swamp. The tribe never went that far. At that time, I was being chased by a group of bones. I ran there in a panic. "
"What do the ruins look like?" Bai Xiaowen asked.
"It's a little broken, but it's not noisy," Albert said. "I've never seen such a magnificent building. It's like the palace of the gods on earth."
"You went in?"
"No!" Albert looked regretful. "I hesitated for a long time. In the end, I made up my mind to go in. But when I walked, I realized that I couldn't get close to the ruins. Maybe it was a punishment from the god who built the ruins for my weak will."
Bai Xiaowen was deep in thought.
Suddenly, in the fog in front of them, a few thin figures slowly approached.
"Be careful. These Swamp Skeletons are difficult to deal with. Don't fight with them for too long," Albert reminded nervously.
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