Donnie looked at Mox, who was twisting his body and turning his head behind him, staring straight at him, whether it was his eyes, nostrils, or the corners of his mouth, black liquid was dripping from his eyes.

[Strange Object: The Northern Prisoner Soul Clay Pot of the Sacrifice of Karar

Message 1: The clay pot that seals the spirit of the sacrificed; Normal-grade oddities.

Message 2: Thirteen long-aged spirits were sealed in the clay pot, originally buried underground, but now they have been excavated and circulated in human society, and the spirits in the clay pot are preparing to escape from this 'eternal' hell, and they have left the clay pot one by one by replacement.

Information 3: The spirit of the person who touches the clay pot will be replaced with a spirit in the clay pot, and the probability of replacement is the highest when entering sleep, and those with strong spirits can be immune to this effect, and they can be mastered or completely destroyed to release the spirit; The holder of the clay pot can control the spirits in the pot; Those who possess the pot will be devoured by the spirits in the pot from time to time.

Note: Due to the storage of extraordinary beings and strange spirits in the clay pot, the danger level has increased. 】

Because Downey saw the information of the Soul Jar, Downey realized what happened to Mox.

The true level of this task is definitely not accessible to novices in the association, and the extraordinary people who have taken on this task before have become victims.

Mox looked at Donnie, black blood streaming from his eyes, and said, "Of course I want to leave behind those 'brothers' who are ,-- despicable hundred-word curse words, but we have made a pact that if one is rescued, the others must be rescued!" ”

"It's not like no one has noticed our problems before, but they've all had the same results."

As he spoke, Mox clapped his hands, and a group of people immediately walked in from outside the antique shop.

These people are the same as Mox, their expressions are stiff, and although they try to make themselves look like normal people, there are still some flaws.

"You can choose for yourself, do you want to be knocked unconscious by us, or do you want to sleep with it?"

Mox said, and surrounded Donnie with the crowd around him.

Including Mox, there were nine people in the room, among whom were three ordinary people, who seemed to be Mox's relatives, and the others were extraordinary and weird.

Donnie saw a werewolf who had changed back to his true form, and a strange man covered in bandages.

Fortunately, these five people are all first-order extraordinaries and weird, and apart from Donnie, second-order extraordinaries will not take on Mox's task.

These people obviously felt that they had already eaten Donnie, but he chose to refuse without hesitation.

"I'm curious about how you signed the contract here." As he spoke, Donnie shook the clay pot in his hand.

Mox didn't speak, and several people around him immediately pounced on Donnie, ready to subdue Donnie.

"Sure enough, we still have to fight!"

Donnie sighed, swiped his palm behind him, and pulled the mysterious lantern out of his air-winged backpack.

The mottled lantern was infused with magic and lit up with a dim light.

This kind of heart-warming light was an out-and-out damage to the nine people, including Mox, and when the light lit up, black smoke immediately rose from the bodies of the nine people.

At the same time, wails began to echo in the antique shop.

Even the clay pot in Donnie's other hand began to get hot, as if trying to escape from Downey's hand.

Of course, Donnie will not let go, but has increased his investment in lanterns.

The light suddenly brightened, and the werewolf who was about to pounce forward was in place.

The light emitted by the lantern is extremely damaging to these spirits, but the damage they receive varies from body to body.

Among them, the black-haired werewolf, who was the strongest, could barely move at first, but after Donnie increased his investment, he was also unable to move.

Donnie ignored the pleading in the eyes of these spirits, black smoke kept rising from the nine people, and soon, the bodies of several ordinary people slowly cracked, and the ancient spirits hidden in them could no longer withstand the light of the lantern, and dissipated one after another.

There was no sound in Donnie's ears, and it was clear that no matter how long these spirits had been buried underground, their strength was still not up to the mark.

The ancient spirit that had taken over Mox's body also dissipated, and Downey could not tell if he was still alive or not.

Seeing that the nine people fell to the ground, and the surface of the clay pot in his hand seemed to be cracked, Donnie put away the lantern.

This clay pot is also a good curiosity, and Donnie naturally doesn't want to destroy it just like that.

When the lantern was extinguished, the cracks on the surface of the clay jar began to recover, and it soon returned to its original appearance.

Donnie leaned over to Mox and looked at him, then sighed regretfully.

"Sure enough, even if they release their spirits, it's too late."

Mox had no breath on the ground, and not only him, but all nine people in the room who had fallen to the ground were dead.

Long before Donnie came here, the real ones were dead, and there was no chance of rescue.

If Donnie's strength is not strong enough, then he is next, but fortunately, Donnie's strength is okay, not only did he destroy nine ancient spirits, but he also got this clay pot.

All Donnie can do now is take control of the clay jar and release the few spirits imprisoned inside, leaving them to face their inevitable fate.

But the urgency is to get out of here, the spirits' wails are so loud that they shatter the window panes of the antique shop, and someone will surely notice that something is wrong here, and maybe after a while, someone will come and check it out.

Donnie wasn't going to stay and explain anything to them, and he ignored the contents of the antique shop, which weren't really antiques and had little value.

It is not difficult to find that Mox and his family have suffered terrible accidents, and it is estimated that it is impossible to come up with a gratuity.

Not only that, but Downey's first mission also ended in the failure of all the deaths of Mox and the others.

In other words, Donnie must find another task to complete.

"Forget it, let's wait until tomorrow to see if there is a suitable task."

Donnie thought to himself, and turned to walk outside.

There was no one outside, and Donnie left the place without any hindrance.

Originally, Donnie planned to spend the night at Mox's place, but this kind of thing happened, and Downey couldn't stay, so he had to find a good-looking inn on the side of the road to live in.

Sitting in a soft rocking chair, Downey held a notebook from the association in his hand and told his docking staff what happened in Mox's shop.

[Docking Officer 9527:······ 】

[Docking Officer 9527: Are you okay then?] The task will be verified by the association, and if it is approved, the mission fee will be paid on time. 】

Looking at the words on the notebook, Donnie remembered that whether it was the Witcher Public Account or the Association, they had to put their remuneration in the Association before sending a mission.