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They now have the authority to open the door of the soul, and it is very convenient to transport the fancy things back to the soul temple.

I've been to the Louvre, the British Museum and the Metropolitan Museum, and I can't favor one over the other.

Ronan didn't stay any longer, he passed through the Soul Temple and came out of Moscow's Soul Gate.

Walking out of the store is the Central Business District, Ronan looked at the map a little bit, and went out to the appointed place.

Came to an old-fashioned cafe, waited for a while, Ronan waited until Igor, the GRU chief in disguise, came over.

Seeing Ronan, Igor had a headache, pulled out the chair and sat opposite, and said, "Boss, why did you come here in person?"

Ronan said directly: "Some things can only be confirmed by me to see for myself."

Igor felt less worried when he thought about what happened in Siberia, which is sparsely populated, or in a place like the Arctic Circle.

"It happened in Vikoyansk." Igor quickly introduced the situation of this small town in the Arctic Circle, and said: "I sent an elite tactical team from the GRU to check the situation. Just this morning, the team leader The news came from Valentin that they found the gate of hell, but they were attacked by a strange thick fog, and all personnel lost contact."

Ronan asked, "What exactly happened?"

Igor shook his head: "I don't know. Valentin only said that the thick fog engulfed people. After sending back the specific coordinates, the person lost contact and could no longer be contacted."

As long as Ronan is sure that there is something weird happening, he must go to see for details, and said: "Give me the address and coordinates, and I will go there tomorrow."

Igor was ready a long time ago, and handed a bag in his hand to Ronan: "The specific materials are all inside."

Ronan opened it and looked at it, mainly to see the history introduction of the town of Vikoyansk.

But no matter how you look at it, this is an ordinary town with only a little over 1000 residents in such a huge area.

Ronan put away the materials and prepared to leave.

Igor said suddenly: "Boss, don't make too much noise, okay?"

Ronan nodded: "I will try my best." He turned to say: "When I come back from Vikoyansk, I want to meet Demeter."

This name is very common on Maozi's side, but Igor knew that Ronan was definitely not talking about ordinary people, so he asked, "Demeter from the Safety Committee?"

"Yes, that's him." Ronan said directly: "I have something to discuss with him, so I don't need to tell him in advance."

Having been on Ronan's thief ship for such a long time, what Igor can do is to bite the bullet and agree: "Okay, then I will find a way to ask Demeter out."

Ronan didn't say any more, he packed his bags and left the cafe, heading to Siberia that night.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 455 Granny Yaga and Chichimora

In this place of Siberia, for Ronan, the most memorable thing is the Siberian cold current. Every winter, he always felt the cordial greetings from the Siberian cold current.

Rounding over the Arctic ice cap, Ronan flew to Vikoyansk, and saw the town settlement at a glance from high above.

On the tundra tens of kilometers away from the town, a huge pit with a radius of more than [-] kilometers has collapsed, which looks even more amazing than the Mir Mine diamond pit.

Ronan could see the bottom of the pit at a glance, and found no abnormalities. The huge pit seemed to be caused by the melting of the high-temperature soil layer, causing the ground to subside.

It was quiet all around.

Ronan did not rush over, landed on the outskirts of the town of Vikoyansk, took out a car that Maozi took pictures of, and drove towards the town.

The symbol of this place is a mammoth. There are two huge mammoth tusks erected at the entrance of the town. When you enter the town, you can see the symbol of a mammoth everywhere.

It is said to be a town, but it is actually a small village.

Unknown vehicles came in, attracting many residents to stop and watch.

Ronan found an older man, took out the ID that Igor gave him, and said, "I am Kirilenko from the Investigative Directorate of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. I have received a notification from above that there is a response from Vikoyansk. Something happened?"

The old man with a big beard was staring at Ronan vigilantly. After reading the documents he presented and hearing what he said, he hurriedly said, "Finally sent someone here. The mayor has been reporting to the higher authorities for more than a month. The higher authorities have been No answer."

Ronan asked directly, "Where is the mayor?"

The old man showed the way: "Go straight along the road, the brown house."

Ronan opened the passenger door: "Could you please take me there?"

The old man got into the car and pointed the way for Ronan.

Five minutes later, the car stopped in front of a three-story earth-brown building.

This is the mayor's home and his office.

The mayor is a middle-aged strong man named Marozov, who looks very strong and has served in the Guards.

The old man introduced Ronan's identity, and Marozov looked at Ronan's ID, and invited him to the living room, slightly surprised: "The state only sent you here? Isn't this in line with the procedure?"

"I'm on a business trip nearby." Ronan's fingertips suddenly jumped into a flash of lightning: "One person is enough."

Marozov froze for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, enough."

He had dealt with giant bear fighters during his military service, and he knew that these people with super abilities were more effective than a team.

Ronan sat on the sofa chair and asked, "When I came over, I took a look at the gate of hell you mentioned from a distance, and told me about the specific situation."

Marozov knows enough: "The Gate of Hell is what some old people in the town call it casually. It is actually a huge pit. It appeared when the weather got warmer. It was only about 1.6 kilometers at first, but the more it collapsed, the bigger it was soon. With the current scale."

He picked the point and said: "Some people in the town were curious, so they ran over to look, but they never came back. Later, someone observed with a telescope from a distance, and found that a thick gray fog would appear in the pit, swallowing nearby animals or people. After the thick fog retreated, people and animals all disappeared.”

This is the same as the information provided by Igor, and Ronan asked again: "Have you noticed any abnormalities in the dense fog?"

Marozov shook his head: "No. People or animals that have been in direct contact with the dense fog have all disappeared. In the past week, someone discovered that the dense fog appeared on the farms outside the town at night. Two people and more than a dozen domesticated moose disappeared in five days. , I thought I wouldn’t send anyone over, so I directly contacted my old friend in Moscow.”

In the past, Ronan would definitely avoid events that were too weird. If he didn't have enough strength, he would rashly mix them in, and he might get hurt.

Now, in order to be promoted, there are many weird events that he didn't see before, and he can't wait to get a microscope to study it to see if there is something he needs behind it.

People's attitudes really change with time and circumstances.

"Mayor, you and the old people in the town, what do you think of this matter?" Ronan asked directly.

Mazorov said: "Many old people say that the devil is awakening from the ground, engulfing the entire Vikoyansk, and Siberia will also face a huge disaster."

This is exactly what Ronan wanted to inquire about, and asked, "Devil? Do you have any legends about devils or monsters in your local area?"

"Yes, there have always been similar legends, not only in Vikoyansk, but in the entire state, as well as in several other nearby states." Mazorov, a local who knows a lot about the local legends of gods and monsters, said. : "There are mainly two types, one is Grandma Yajia."

He simply said: "Grandma Yaga is a famous witch in Slavic mythology. According to legend, she looks ugly, skinny, has only a few teeth in her mouth, wears tattered clothes, and likes to eat people."

Ronan nodded: "I've heard the legend of Granny Yaga. There are many legends about her in the Volga River Valley."

Mazorov said: "There is another version in Vikoyansk. According to legend, in the Slavic war of the gods, Granny Yaga belonged to the defeated side. Because of her extremely ugly appearance, she was punished by the defeated side. She was forced to leave the Volga River Basin and settled down in Siberia, but managed to escape the war with the European gods. She hid underground and would come out every once in a while to hunt for food.”

Hearing that the Slavic pantheon was involved, Ronan became more interested and asked, "What about the other one?"

Mazorov thought for a while, and then said: "The other is called Chichimora, who is the object of faith of the swamp witches, and the other is called the house elf, who especially likes to attack people who travel alone."

Ronan asked: "In the legend of Vikoyansk, are they considered the Slavic pantheon?"

Mazorov couldn't explain it either, so he could only give a vague statement: "In the word of mouth here, they are part of myths and legends."

Ronan still wanted to ask more questions, but the old man leading the way rushed in the door suddenly and shouted: "Mayor! Surrounded."

Mazorov stood up abruptly: "Why?"

He came to the door, picked up a shotgun, followed the old man out, and found that the gray fog billowed in the distance, blocking his sight.

Ronan looked into the fog. The dense fog somewhat affected his vision, but not too much.

The periphery of the dense fog is empty, and there is no weird existence.

Mazorov and the old man climbed the stairs outside the house all the way to the roof.

The third floor is the tallest building in the town. Standing on the top of the building and looking out, thick fog has already surrounded the entire Vikoyansk and is approaching rapidly.

The old man said at this time: "I just heard from Gorbe that yesterday he saw an off-road vehicle driving to the gate of hell and never came back. Did they provoke the devil?"

Ronan also went up to the roof, concentrating on looking in the direction of the gate of hell.

In the depths of the gray fog, several huge gray figures climbed up at this time, their appearance was extremely strange, obviously not in human form.

Ronan looked at the town slightly and reminded: "Mayor, hurry up and tell people to gather at the concrete building in the town. It's best to bring weapons and get ready for battle."

Mazorov asked Ronan, "Have you found anything?"

Ronan nodded slightly: "Hide well, don't come out."

After all, Mazorov had served as a soldier, so without any hesitation, he immediately went to the second floor, picked up the radio, and asked all the townspeople to take refuge in the concrete buildings in the center of the town through a loudspeaker-style open broadcast, and to carry weapons and food.

Those huge gray figures approached quickly, and Ronan saw it more and more clearly. It was a monster whose upper half was close to human shape and the lower half was like an octopus.

The skin is dry gray, covered with strange horny skin, the oval head is topped with one eye, and the eight tentacle-like long legs are wriggling quickly, driving the body to crawl quickly.

When the thick fog enveloped a moose farm, the tentacles of the octopus monsters flew out like springs, wrapped around each moose, strangled their necks with their tentacles, and passed them back in an orderly manner.

This is obviously hunting.

Behind the Octopus, there are many giant gray skeletons with two horns on top of their heads.

The giants caught the moose and carried them to the depths of the dense fog. Looking at the direction, it should be going straight to the so-called gate of hell.

Because of the blocking of the hills, the dense fog will somewhat block some of the line of sight. Standing here, Ronan cannot see further.

Mazorov raised the siren, which is the warning that is only issued before the arrival of super snowstorms in previous years.

There are few people in the town, and the residents are relatively familiar with each other and trust each other relatively.

Most of the people dragged their families and rushed towards the center of the town.

The large moose bred in several breeding farms outside the town somewhat hindered the rapid speed of the dense fog.

But after the moose is hunted, it is bound to enter the town.

Mazorov went back to Ronan and said, "For God's sake, please ask for help, there are more than 1000 people here!"

He added: "Come with me, hurry up! Go to the center of the town and hide for a while."

Ronan glanced at him and nodded slightly: "Let's go, I wish you good luck."

Mazorov was obviously taken aback, not understanding the meaning of Ronan's words.

Ronan said, "Rescue is too late."

Mazorov grieved.

Ronan didn't say any more, he threw his hand into the air, released the falcon from the soul temple, and cast the soul charge in the air, and the activated falcon puppet soared into the sky, far higher than the dense fog, more than 20 meters Wingspan's bony wings vibrate the whirlwind, propelling it toward the gates of hell.

There was a sonic boom in the sky.

Mazorov, who was rushing down the stairs, looked back at the sky, only to see a blur of sonic boom clouds.

He looked down and saw that the person standing on the top of the building did not intend to leave, and urged the old man: "Let's go!"

The falcon flew faster and faster, and within a few breaths it was already close to the collapse pit of the gate of hell.

Ronan activates the eyes of the mind and observes from the perspective of a falcon.

Although he was at an altitude of several thousand meters, his keen eyes allowed him to see the collapse pit.

The huge pit with a radius of tens of miles was completely shrouded in dense fog, and there were densely packed octopus monsters and skeleton monsters more than ten meters high, like army ants, carrying all kinds of captured animals and sending them to the bottom of the huge pit.

Just above the edge of the thick fog above the huge crater, there was a group of flying monsters three to four meters long, resembling oversized human-shaped mosquitoes.

Ronan was promoted to the sixth level, and his ability was several times higher than before. He controlled the Falcon to lower his height, and his eyes sharpened on the Falcon. As the distance approached, he kept seeing through the cover and confusion of the thick fog, and gradually saw the situation in the deepest part of the pit. .

There stands a house, the structure is still wooden, it is a very simple wooden house.

But as soon as Ronan saw the house through Falcon's eyes, he had the urge to discover key promotion materials!

The house is extraordinary, with a divine soul!

A house actually has a soul, which is what he needs, Ronan is somewhat curious.

Can't help but think of what Mazorov said just now.

Chichimora of the Swamp Witch Faith, called House Spirit in Vikoyansk legend.

As the name suggests, it must be related to housing.

Could this simple wooden house be Kiki Mora?Or where Kikimora lived?

Just as Ronan was thinking about it for a moment, there was a strange whistling sound from the house, as if he had found a bone falcon in the air.

The dense fog spread towards the sky, and those oversized human-shaped mosquitoes vibrated their wings and flew towards the heights one by one.

Some of them showed long sword-like mouthparts.