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Chapter 742

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When Han Dong's perception spread to the stairwell, he felt like he was sinking into the sea. He couldn't reach the second floor … If he wanted to check the situation, he had to go upstairs himself.

Of course.

The others in the team also noticed it and didn't move for the time being.

If his mistake exposed the entire team, he would be hunted down by all the fishermen in the port town.

It was similar to the "cart man" he first met.

The townspeople who wore respirators should have similar strength … and there were even a few who had more powerful strength.

After a while, the bartender handed over the special cocktail.

Gulp … Gulp … Inside the dark blue wine glass that was still bubbling, there were dense fish eyes floating in the shape of a pentagon.

The terrible color and appearance, coupled with the smell that was as if it had been soaked in old shoes for decades and had gone bad, even those who had received professional training couldn't stand it.

Just as Wino showed a disgusted expression.

Diaz and Lucius also had a certain degree of resistance.

Han Dong had already picked up the coral soup spoon and drank the [Sacrificer's Blue Charm] as if he was drinking Immortal Grass.

The round and slippery fish eyes were continuously sent into his mouth.

The scene of "drinking milk tea" stunned the three people next to him.

Even Captain Diaz, who initially had a conflict with Han Dong, eliminated all his prejudice at this moment … and he couldn't help but secretly give a thumbs up.

"You …"

"Huh?" When Han Dong turned his head, his mouth was still full of fish eyes that he didn't have time to chew.

As the whole glass of wine went down his stomach, a rather heavy local aura came out of Han Dong's body, and at the same time, there was a unique smell of alcohol that was exclusive to drunkards … It made Han Dong completely blend in with the people here.

Han Dong didn't have such a strong taste because of such a heavy taste.

It was just that this glass of wine could further perfect the disguise, so that Han Dong could use the identity of a drunkard to deepen the investigation.

What was professional? This was called professionalism.

Then, Han Dong flipped his hand and pressed the two black coins on the water-stained bar counter.

Gulp … Han Dong cleared his throat that was full of fish eye mucus, and a very authentic fisherman's voice came out of his mouth.

"Excuse me, are there any extra rooms upstairs? (local language) "

Hearing this, Captain Diaz was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

After being a knight for so many years, he had only heard of a true master of disguise who was able to imitate the sound from outside the city.

For example, a Grandmaster Stitcher from the Mystery Branch could temporarily sew a Hybrid Demon's speaker into his own mouth, allowing him to speak a high-level language that contained corruption.

Or an illusionist who graduated from the library. They could use illusions to influence creatures outside the city and communicate with each other.

The moment Han Dong opened his mouth, he felt like an old Yimo.

The bartender who was wearing a respirator also responded.

While speaking, the antennae on the respirator would also flutter back and forth. The strange and high-frequency sounds would make the crabs on the bar counter line up neatly.

"I'm really sorry … Recently, the second floor of our bar has been reserved by Lord Suram. Of course, if you want to go up, you can. Lord Solam is quite hospitable.

However, please be careful. "

Although the bartender's explanation was a little strange, since they could go up from the second floor, the investigation could continue.

However, judging from the black antennae and Nicole's reaction, this Lord Solam who was in the private room on the second floor might be different from the normal Murlocs in the port town.

"Captain Diaz, I request to go up and investigate …"

"Okay, avoid conflict."

Han Dong's series of drunken and crazy behavior had made Captain Diaz completely admit this scout's ability, especially in the area of disguise.

If Han Dong was not here, the speed of the investigation would be greatly reduced. After all, they could not even carry out the most basic conversation, so how could they investigate?

After getting permission.

Han Dong gave his teammates a reassuring look. Then, he drank the drink in front of Knight Wino, making the smell of alcohol even stronger …

He was also completely immersed in the role of a drunken fisherman. He limped up to the second floor without any sense of awkwardness.

Until Han Dong stepped on the stairs.

Diaz also looked at Wino curiously and asked in a low voice, "This kid … Where did he come from?"

Wino smiled when she heard this and said softly, "Diaz, do you still remember the Fallen Baker incident that happened on the second floor of the Holy City four years ago? At that time, it was him who worked with me to deal with the Hybrid Demon … At that time, he had just become a Novice Knight for a few months. "

"Yes … this level of disguise and super fast adaptation to unfamiliar environments is beyond my understanding of a new knight. No wonder the Crow Prophet took a fancy to him.

I admit that I underestimated this newbie at the beginning.

The next investigation will be conducted by him and he will find the problem. The rest will be left to us to solve. "

"Okay."

Blood Knight Lucius stared at the conversation between the two members of the Silver Edge and remained silent. In his heart, he had a clear position on Han Dong. Based on strength alone, Han Dong was not necessarily weaker than him.

Han Dong would definitely solve any problem that could be solved.



On the second floor of the bar.

"Deep Sea Aberration" was upgraded.

The marine creatures crawling in the aisles had a certain degree of "humanoid form."

For example, there were lobsters with human arms on their tails, shellfish with hidden eyes and a complete visual system, and starfish with five fingers.

"Nicole, what's this thing up there?"

"It's different from the deep-sea creatures we encountered before … The tentacles that flashed by just now have royal blood flowing in my body. I can clearly feel it."

Han Dong's face lit up when he heard this.

"As expected … the deeper I enter the dream, the more I can come into contact with the real deep sea? I hope Little Brother Dempus has already made preparations outside. "

Han Dong's goal was different from everyone else's from the beginning.

Tap, tap, tap …

He stepped on the water and came to the door of the room at the end of the second floor.

This door was engraved with a monster pattern similar to the "long-bearded blue flower" on the front of the coin. The colors of the deep sea flashed between the cracks of the door. Waves of [Sleepiness] were also constantly flowing out. Some kind of "ritual" was going on inside.

When the door was pushed open.

Lord Suram, who was wearing a tuxedo, boots, and a white wig, looked like he was only in his twenties.

He was sitting on a "conch chair."

The chair was made of various large and small conches combined with modern technology. It had a kind of deep-sea punk style.

The design of the chair was very particular, not just the appearance.

There was a special tank at the bottom that stored pure seawater.

The upper part of the head was specially reserved for a sophisticated brain interface.

As the instrument was activated, the seawater would pass through the purification circuit of the "conch chair." The final purified seawater would be transported to the Lord's brain, allowing him to smoothly enter the dream.

At the same time, more than ten fishmen were hanging upside down in the room.

The tentacles that grew out of the Lord's body were connected to the back of these people's heads, allowing them to enter the dream as objects.

But they could only get the "secondary seawater" that the Lord used to nourish their brains. At the same time, they would also be treated by the Lord's "extreme hobby" in the dream.

In this process, they would slowly die.

"Seawater nourishment … is this the safe way to enter the dream on this floor? I really bumped into them the moment I arrived. "

At this moment.

One of the tentacles on the Lord's body immediately attacked Han Dong at the door, guiding him to participate in this dream banquet.

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