Chapter 172 Delivering the Message

Melanie carefully tapped the holy, flawless and bloody human skin drum with the belly of her index finger. At the same time, her heart beat with the frequency of the pointing.

Heart, fingers, drums - three rhythms moving together, three notes resonating, three things resonating, faint fluctuations along the mana of the heart, along the crossroads constructed by the four heart beats, towards the sea water and the bright moon ahead. Spread away.

The originally silent and gray sea surface seemed to resonate with the rhythm of the heartbeat and the drum head, and there was a slight tide. The rise and fall of the tide happened to be consistent with the slight thumping sound of the human skin drum head.

Indescribable power began to spread around the four secret cultists of the Cross Road Order. Even the pale silver moonlight pouring on their bodies seemed to begin to twist, jump and dance. When the light no longer moved in a straight line, then When it falls into the eyes of mortals, blurred light and shadow will naturally form - this is the reason why Jose Bastian cannot see the faces of the four people.

However, at this time, the four esoteric cultists had not noticed the peepers on the cliff in the distance. They were concentrating on practicing this crude and crude paging ceremony.

Let the waves carry the trembling waves away, through the tunnel under the world, to the special basin of sea water far inland.

In the windless room and the quiet underground, Crowett was still teasing the pair of caged kites named 'Alden and Ramona'.

She sat comfortably on the chair, picked up a special feed as small as coal crumbs with her fingers, clamped it between the angle formed by the belly of her thumb and the nail of her middle finger, and then flicked it gently, and the crumbs of feed were drawn across a line. It was anything but a standard parabola, flying towards the golden birdcage.

The faces of the two kites were slimmed down into weird and sharp angular outlines. At this moment, they were hidden under the feathers at the throat. The newly grown third star-shaped different pupils were staring at the ridiculous female standing next to them. Apes.

The scarlet eye sockets, which were as red as blood, slightly expanded and contracted, just like the lips were slightly opened and closed, trying to speak but then stopping.

They are the dependent race of the Great Twin Kite. They are born with the characteristics of being untouchable, but now they are imprisoned in a specially made mana cage by these damn upright apes in the waking world. They cannot see the ocean, tides and bright moon. The desire for fullness cannot be satisfied, just like a domestic ornamental pet or a pet that has been tortured and abused.

These so-called esoteric believers who practice mind-telling worship the great twin kites on the surface, but secretly they have transactions with the ringed fir tree and the mare in the tree. This is simply disrespectful to the great twin kites!

Moreover, we still need to endure the ridicule and insult of these erect apes species, allowing them to watch us excreting and sleeping - it is simply a crime worthy of death!

Especially you two twin female upright apes, don't think that you can be so wanton and rampant because you have temporarily received my Lord's meager love!

You dare to play with us as ordinary birds. When we grow up enough to break out of the cage, you will be dead! ! !

The kite named Alden by Crovette thought so. Then it spread its wings and jumped up, accurately grabbing the food that almost passed outside the cage in one mouthful, and swallowed it into its belly without chewing it. In order to get more food to help itself grow, it had to make a cheerful gesture. It looks like it is jumping happily in the cage.

This scene made Clovette laugh again and again. She couldn't help but applaud Alden's funny appearance, "Well done Alden, come here, I'll reward you with another delicious one!"

As the girl spoke, she flicked out another piece of coal-like food. However, this time, the arc that the tiny coal dust drew in the air was a little too far, and it deviated from Alden's shelter cage by a full four inches. No matter how hard it stretches its neck, even if it shoots out its long and sharp tongue that is strong enough for hunting, it cannot catch this piece of food in its mouth.

In the end, this skewed piece of food fell into another golden cage.

Ramona, who was standing quietly on the crossbar of the cage, combing the increasingly dry feathers with her beak, looked blankly at the food that fell to the ground at the bottom of the cage, then jumped down with a plop, and gracefully picked up the food. Cut it into smaller portions, pick up a small piece and put it in your mouth, chew it slowly before swallowing it... Well, this is how I can show my graceful posture even in desperate situations.

Alden, who was being teased, immediately dropped his face - it was hard to imagine how Crowett could detect such an expression from the kite's thumbnail-sized head.

But she immediately burst out into a series of successful prank laughter, especially after seeing Alden banging his head back and forth in the cage angrily, the girl laughed even more happily.

Boom, boom, boom, boom--

Clovette heard the faint sound of ripples in the water basin in the room, and slowly restrained her wild laughter, but she still maintained the curve of her smile, radiating her heart's perception towards the stone filled with sea springs. The basin spreads over.

She immediately heard the unusual movements and words, and knew the message coming from far away - it was the call from the team on the way to explore.

So she also put her face close to the spring water of the sea. The clear water reflected the girl's pretty fair face and bright red lips.

In response, Crowett touched the edge of the stone basin with both hands and rubbed it. The beating frequency of her heart was also transmitted to the calmed sea spring, causing faint ripples again, and the rhythm containing the words was also transmitted to the distance.

‘Wait a moment, I’m going to call Mr. Nero over now. ’

Nello Bacchus quickly arrived at Clovette's workshop. He also stood between the two copper trees, listening to Clovette's translation report of the exploration team's message.

He simultaneously used walking words to report the situation to Mr. Winfrey, who was still in the dean's office on the surface, and then waited to accept the leader's order. Finally, he nodded slightly, stopped tapping his toes, and said instead:

"Crovett, please pass on what I say next."

Clovette responded softly, then lay down on the ground attentively, placing her palms on the outer edge of the stone basin.

Nello cleared his throat and said slowly: "According to Mr. Winfrey's instructions, the cliff where the Gowell Hotel is located will collapse on Christmas Day in five days, and the hotel and the town will also be submerged by the sea. Sinking beneath the surface of the sea, into eternal coldness and dampness.”

"But the library must still be hidden near this town. It may have been moved away from the hotel and hidden somewhere else. You need to find the specific location of the library within five days."

"Get the treasures inside the library before the water completely floods it."

"One more thing, pay attention to a person named J.C. Remember not to have any conflicts or contradictions with him. If possible, it is best to try to meet all his requirements."