Skillful Guard Chapter 2197

Strictly speaking.

Qin Hai is not considered a gambler.

Everything he does is well prepared and thought out, and the consequences of failure are kept within manageable limits.

That is why he hesitated for a long time when the King of Gods made his request, because he could not afford the consequences in the event of failure.

However, when he realised that the Reincarnation Medal and the Heavenly Chance Ruler could turn a corpse into a god, Qin Hai did not hesitate anymore. He decided to fight the gods to the end, and when he sent Atalanta away, he left the Heavenly Chance Ruler and the Reincarnation Medal on his body, but it was a real gamble.

And, placed on Atalanta’s body.

He was not at ease.

That was why he created the illusion for the King of the Gods that the two treasures were still in Atalanta’s possession; in fact, Atalanta was indeed holding a jewel and the Heavenly Ruler, but they were fakes prepared by Qin Hai earlier.

The old immortal racked his brains and said, “Kid, I can’t think of anything.”

“If you can’t think of it, don’t think of it.” Qin Hai said indifferently, “Don’t rot your head, it’s not smart in the first place.”

The old immortal was not angry, but said, “Where the Gods can’t think of, this is damned hard to guess.”

Qin Hai bristled.

Then he closed his eyes and rested his eyes.

After all, Os had hit him really hard earlier, and even with his undefeatable flesh, he had suffered considerable injuries.

The old undead thought for a while, but didn’t think of anything, and not hearing Qin Hai’s nonsense, he laughed heatedly, “What? Wounded?”

Qin Dahai ignored him.

The old immortal said, “It doesn’t look light.”

“No one thinks you’re mute if you don’t speak.” Qin Dahai said without good humour.

The old immortal laughed heatedly.

Then, however, he recited a mantra.

Qin Hai raised his eyebrows.

He knew that he was in a sealed state and could not mobilise his true qi and blood, so what was the point of saying that there was a mantra?

However, he soon found that the old man’s mantra was really of some use, and the pain in his body had obviously diminished a lot. How is it, boy? Are you very curious? Ask me, and I will tell you.”

Qin Dahai snorted with laughter.

No words followed.

The old immortal waited for half a day and finally said in exasperation, “Although we are sealed, our spiritual will still survives, this mantra is merely to diminish your perception of pain.”

“In this way, self-paralysis.” Qin Hai said.

The old immortal said without good humour, “It’s better than you dying of pain!”

Qin Dahai let out a laugh before saying, “You have been here for thousands of years, can you really not break his seal?”

The old immortal sighed and said, “If there was really a way, I would have killed him long ago, this seal is simply unbreakable, there is almost no loophole to attack. ”

Said the last.

The old immortal’s tone was a little bitter.

At the same time, there were also a few moments of resignation.

Qin Hai said, “Since the seal exists, there is bound to be a solution to it.”

“Yes, I believe in that, but to this day, I still haven’t found it.” The old immortal said.

Qin Dahai pinched his brow and said, “There will be a solution eventually.”

“But outside, the sea has long since changed, and you and I can only be here, huh-huh.” The old immortal said feebly.

Qin Dahai was not speaking.

Instead, a heart was immersed in the seal again.

This seal was indeed bizarre, there was no trace of it if you wanted to find it, but it was everywhere, it was simply a headache.

“f*ck.”

Qin Hai cursed in a low voice.

And Qin Hai was drunk as he began to resolve the matter of the seal within his body.

Marco and Cologne had also come down to an unfamiliar sea, which was extremely silent, and they were both standing on top of the sea water.

“We are here.”

Cologne nodded with a stony face.

A strange look filled his eyes, however.

Marco sensed it and said, “There’s no room for any mistakes this time, you’d better get a grip on yourself.”

“I know.”

Cologne nodded and said, “Let’s go.”

“How do we go?”

Marco asked.

By now Marco had also changed his attire, dressed as a god, with a trident in his hand, but this one was a good actor, after all, the King of Scavengers was not a name to be reckoned with, and without good acting skills, it would be impossible to snatch what he wanted in the chaos.

Cologne exhaled a faintly foul breath and

And then his hands kept forming seals.

Soon, a blue stream of light emerged from his hands and Cologne said, “The Divine Court is the home base of the Divine Race, and there is no fixed entrance to it.

Just finished.

The stream of light raced around in a circle after.

Soon, a blue gate loomed in front of it, as if it was covered with a layer of water.

Cologne said, “Are you ready?”

“Of course.”

Ma laughed and said, “The king of scavenging, always in preparation.”

Cologne smiled, and then led Marco through the gate. Soon the scene around him changed instantly, and in the blink of an eye Marco found himself deep in what seemed to be a mythical world, with tall, wide buildings in the style of science fiction and mythology, a high mountain in the distance, a palace glittering on top of it, and in the very centre of the city, the statue of the King of the Gods standing.

The magic is there.

Wherever you look at the central statue, you will find it looking down on you, even if you think you have gone around to the back of the statue.

This place is also full of gods who come and go.

Marco said he wasn’t worried, but he was still a little worried.

After all, there were so many gods that he could not even take a mouthful of spittle, not to mention the fact that there were not a few gods among them.

Cologne, who had returned to his old haunts, was much calmer and swept the area around him before saying, “Follow me.”

Marco followed him.

Soon they arrived at a building at the edge of the divine court, and after a quick look around, they found that no one was paying attention, and then they entered it.

“Is this place arranged by Atalanta?” Marco asked.

Cologne nodded and said, “This house is Atalanta’s, and even the King of the Gods does not know about it. There is a detailed map of the divine court hidden here, and only when we get it can we make our next move.”

He had just finished speaking.

Suddenly a crazy voice that made people feel depressed and desperate sounded behind him, “Tsk tsk tsk, what a wonderful place, I love it.”