"Isn't that the case in the Fourth Epoch?" Pales retorted unhappily. "As for what you said about Sequence 4 being difficult to advance to, that's indeed the case. There are indeed many people who have completely digested the potion and strictly followed the ritual, but still failed to advance."
:
"But aren't there so many who succeeded?" He said disapprovingly, "If you don't even try, how do you know if you can succeed?"
"I was also quite nervous before I took the Parasite potion and became a demigod, but judging by the results, it turned out to be no big deal, right?"
"Well," Daley felt relieved after listening to Leonard's retelling, "I understand. Let's continue investigating the Black Skull Gang case."Chapter 66 Report
"Captain Camus," Bolt came over with a stack of reports, "how is the surveillance of Isengard Stanton going? Did Sherlock Moriarty send someone to collect the money again?"
"No," Camus shook his head, "Our colleagues are still watching there, and they will catch them immediately if there is any movement."
"What's that stack of reports?" Camus looked at the large stack of reports. "A new mission?"
"No, this is a new report from Bayam," Bolt held up a piece of paper, "According to the report, [Deep Water Admiral] Hal Constantine has been executed."
"Good," Camus couldn't help but smile upon hearing the news, "That guy should have died a long time ago, it's a pity that he can still live to this day!!"
"Who executed him?"
"It's Wilson," Bolt replied.
"Our privateer, Alger Wilson."
"Alger, are you saying that your original plan failed, but it led to another success?" Qiao Geli looked at Alger in front of him, "You didn't find the [Admiral of the Stars] but found the [Admiral of the Deep Water]?"
"Yes, Mr. Qiao Geli," Alger replied, "I carefully reviewed all the details afterwards, and I think the problem is most likely with the informant."
"That informant may have betrayed Cattleya a long time ago and secretly joined Hal Constantine. So when I asked him about Cattleya's location, he deliberately led me to his new master's hunting ground."
"My strength is only Sequence 7, but I own a ghost ship. This is an attractive enough target for a pirate general. [Admiral Deepwater] will definitely be interested in me."
"That's right." Qiao Geli agreed with Alger's judgment, "But isn't it too coincidental? You were attacked by Admiral Deepwater, but there happened to be two Sequence 5 bodyguards on board?"
"You know, it's not easy to find a Sequence 5 warrior. No matter how good your connections are, it's good enough to find one at a time. Two... Chogori stared at Alger sharply.
"Don't you think this is too much of a coincidence?"
"Coincidence..." Alger lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something. Of course, he was not thinking about anything. He was just recalling the script he had written long ago.
He had already guessed the answers to various questions from the church, and this question was certainly one of them.
"What a coincidence," Alger muttered to himself, "What a coincidence that those two bodyguards showed up.
"Unless, they are going for Admiral Deepwater!!" Alger raised his head suddenly, "They knew from the beginning that I couldn't find Admiral Star!!"
"Yes, that's right. Otherwise, they wouldn't ask for nothing but Hal Constantine's flagship and the right to communicate with him!!" Alger suddenly remembered something.
"They want to learn something from Hal Constantine! That Siatas is an elf, and Hal Constantine is also an elf! This all makes sense!!"
"It's very likely." Chogori nodded.
His eyes softened, "Elves... This explains it. After all, there are not many pure-blooded elves in this world."
"There are so few elves, but you happened to meet two of them. This shows that the female elf had a plan for this."
"I have another question, Alger. How did you deal with and defeat a [Demon]?" Qiao Geli tilted his head. "You are only Sequence 7, and the opponent is one Sequence higher than you, and even has a Sequence 5 item."
"So, you happen to have an item that can be used to deal with the devil?" Qiao Geli's eyes became sharp again.
"I have been prepared for this, Mr. Qiao Geli." Alger smiled and said, "Although I did not join the team investigating the assassination of Duke Negan, this does not prevent me from making progress on this matter.
Have some fantasies."
"I always wonder if I was the one protecting the Duke at that time, would I be able to protect Duke Negan from that [Apostle of Desire]?"
"After thinking it over, I felt that it was impossible to do it with my strength alone, so I relaxed the conditions for myself: if I can stillWith the help of a Level 2 Sealed Artifact, can I protect Duke Negan?"
"So I took all of Bayam's Level 2 Sealed Artifacts into consideration and designed a way to deal with demons for each one. So no matter which Level 2 Sealed Artifact I have, I will have a way to deal with the demon."
"I see." Hearing the name of Duke Negan, Qiao Geli's expression completely relaxed. "This idea is a good one. Think about it more and try to design a method to use the seal to target the believers of the sun."
"Sir Qiao Geli," Alger immediately took out a stack of information, "In addition to the items, gold, properties, materials, and heads I just submitted, I also seized a large number of magic potion formulas. Please take a look."
"Well, let me take a look."
Qiao Geli took the recipe, looked through it, and nodded as he read.
"[Wizard], [Demon], [Vampire]..." He suddenly glanced at Alger, "[Wind Blessed] and [Ocean Singer]?"
"Uh... this was found on the Deepwater Admiral's ship," Alger explained, scratching his head. "I couldn't help but take a few glances.
"You didn't just take a few glances. You couldn't resist drinking the potion!" Chogori raised his eyebrows. "You don't seem to be ready to report it yet."
"Please forgive me, Your Excellency!" Alger knelt on one knee in a hurry, sweating profusely. "I... I have already digested the magic potion of [Navigator], and I just happened to have the characteristics and auxiliary of [Decapitation] Sinda.
"I couldn't resist the temptation, please forgive me!!"
"Get up," Qiao Geli waved his hand, "I haven't even congratulated you yet, but you're asking for forgiveness instead."
"Although you were used by outsiders, no matter what, you are the first hero in eliminating [Admiral Deepwater]. Not only did you avenge the destruction of the church, but you also recovered a Sequence 5 Beyonder characteristic and a large number of gains."
"This is a great achievement. You don't need to apologize. To be honest, I originally wanted to ask Mr. Kottman to grant you the qualification to advance to Sequence 6. Now it seems that the content of my request must be changed."
"Alger, do you want to return to the church? You can go to Backlund or Enmat Harbor and be a respectable bishop or captain of the Substitute Punishers. You don't have to travel on the sea all day long."
"Please forgive me for refusing, Mr. Chogori," Alger still rejected this option, "I increasingly feel that the sea is my home, and this incident is the best example."
"If I had returned to the church when I became Sequence 7, I would never have had the opportunity to accomplish such a feat!! Perhaps this is the fate that the Lord has arranged for me, to hunt down all enemies of the church in His territory."
"I hope to continue patrolling the Lord's territory!!"
"Alger Wilson has great ambitions." Yann Cotman looked at Alger's portrait, "What a huge ambition...Chapter 67: New Pirate General
"Ambition?" Chogori repeated, not knowing why. "He is just a privateer captain who had an adventure. He is both pious and capable. At most, he could not resist the temptation."
"Mr. Courtman, how did you see his ambition?"
"It's written clearly on his face," Courtman threw Alger's information on the table, stood up, and turned his back to Chogori. "Have you ever thought that if he has secretly mastered the method of acting, why would he choose to hide it?"
"He had so many opportunities to report this matter, why didn't he report it? Have you ever thought about the reason?"
"This.....Qiogori thought about it carefully, "It is true, I have never thought about it."
"He was waiting for an opportunity," Courtman continued, "waiting for an opportunity like this one, an opportunity to gain greater power, an opportunity to stand out."
"Qiongli, think about it. A mere half-blood relied on his own strategy and courage to break through the church's restrictions on half-bloods and become a Sequence 6, qualified to serve as a bishop. This is something to be proud of, but it is also something that was very hard."
"Moreover, the death of Admiral Deepwater will surely spread across the five seas. He has gained a lot of benefits from the Newins, and will surely become the target of the big pirates. Can he, a Sequence 6 with a ghost ship, stop those pirates?"
"In this case, returning to the church is the best option. As long as he returns to the church, he can be blessed and protected. He no longer needs to worry about being hunted down by the pirate world, and he can return home with glory and wealth."
"With his great contribution in destroying the Newins, he will surely be supported and respected by the [Manufactured Punishers] and the church members, and live a life of wealth and glory from now on."
"Returning to the church will only benefit him, not harm him. Even if he really likes the sea, he can become an instructor for sailors, and he can also patrol the sea frequently."
"Alger is not a fool. He must know the pros and cons. But he finally gave up the path that had only advantages and no disadvantages and chose to stay on the sea. What does this mean?"
When Qiao Geli heard this, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He then realized that he seemed to know nothing about Alger Wilson.
"This shows that he wants to take a gamble!!" Courtman turned around, "He wants to bet his life and take a gamble to get a bigger return!!"
"What ambition!" Courtman sat down again at his desk. "What courage!"
"Then... Mr. Kottman, how should we deal with Alger's potential problems?" Qiao Geli asked with some concern. "His request is completely reasonable and legal, and he has made great contributions."
"How to deal with it?" Courtman laughed, "It's very simple. Very simple."
"We have always had countless privateers in the Storm Church, but none of them has ever become famous in the Five Seas, because those people are either unwilling to take risks or have long returned to the church."
"All the major forces have their own unofficial spokespersons on the sea. As the controller of the sea, how can we, the Storm Church, not have our own unofficial spokesperson?"
"Since Alger is so courageous and willing to take a gamble with his life, we might as well respect his courage and add more chips to him."
"Prepare some magical items and Beyonder crew members for Alger. From now on, Alger Wilson is the new Pirate General!!"
"According to Harvey Constantine's spiritual communication, all members of the Constantine family are pure-blooded elves," Siatas looked at Mobet, "How much do you know about this family? Is there any history of them in the Fourth Epoch?"
"The Constantine family," Mobet had already changed into Solomon's asymmetrical noble attire, "I did hear the elders in the family mention this family."
"The Constantine family is an angel family that controls the Sailor Path. At the same time, they are also the weakest angel family. After all, the Lord of Storms occupies... dominates the top of this path."
Seeing Siatas's expression, Mobet changed
An adjective, and then continue to explain.
"The Constantine family has been severely attacked by the Storm Church. If it weren't for the [God of Death] of the Eggers family in the southern continent who provided protection for the Constantine family, they would have been exterminated long ago."
"In return for protecting the Constantine family, the God of Death asked the Constantine family to manage the Polar Sea for him and go to the northern continent to investigate the movements of hostile gods such as Darkness and the God of War."
"Because of this, the Constantine family is the family that travels most frequently between the northern and southern continents." Mobet looked at himself in the mirror, "This is all I know."
"Why did you put an apple there?" Mobet pointed to an apple on the floor in the distance. "Don't put it on the floor even if you don't want to eat it."
"Who said I won't eat it?" Lightning flashed on Xiatas's hand, and the lightning instantly fell on the metal cabin and spread to the apple.
"Sizzle…."
In an instant, the apple began to smoke, and then a gust of wind blew, and the apple flew into the air and landed in her hand.
"I just want to eat some baked apples," she said, taking a bite and taking a large piece of the apple. "Would you like a bite?"
She handed the apple to Mobet.
"No, thank you. I personally prefer eating raw apples." Mobet's forehead was sweating. He extended his hand to refuse her. "Let's get back to the topic."
"You want to find members of the Constantine family, right? You said you wanted to find your own people."
"Yes, that's right." She took another bite. "I must find my people, just like you want to find yours."
"In this case, according to the results of the psychic communication, we have two targets," Mobet said, "one is Bansi Port, and the other is Trier."
"Since Bansi Harbor was recently destroyed by the Church of Storms, we can only go to Trier, the capital of Intis."
"Okay, let's go to Trier," Siatas crushed the apple, "right away!!"
"Wait, wait," Mobet stopped her as she was about to go to the helm, "If we both go to Trier, won't this ship be left unattended?"
"What if it gets stolen?"
Siatas blinked her eyes, as if she was thinking about this question for the first time. She looked at the steel cabin and couldn't help but pondering...Chapter 68 Methods
Thursday morning, Backlund West District.
Fors looked at the dazzling array of Feysac specialties in front of him, and couldn't help but feel the urge to take out his wallet and go shopping.
She really didn't expect that there would be so many products for people to choose from in such a place.
This is inside the Feysac Embassy!!
"Mr. Moon," Fores lowered his voice, "isn't your outfit too conspicuous?"
At this moment, Emlyn was wearing a black robe, a hood on his head, and a mask on his face. He looked out of place with the others here.
For his part, Fowles's disguise was much better, though he only wore a mask and thicker clothing to cover his body.
Anyway, she could use the ability of [Master of Magic] to create a little bit of frost to help herself cool down, so she didn't care about the problem of wearing too many clothes and getting stuffy.
"It seems a bit conspicuous," Emlyn muttered, lowering his hood. "Will it be better this way?"
"Much better," Fowles replied. "At least he doesn't look like a bad guy with bad intentions anymore."
"That's good," Emlyn said, walking towards the stall, "Give me some seal meat."
Seeing Mr. Moon being so serious, Fors followed suit and bought some northern potatoes, a specialty of Feysac.
She liked potatoes very much. Mrs. Anlisa liked them very much when she was alive, so Fowles always cooked potatoes for her. Gradually, she also fell in love with the taste of potatoes.
"Mr. Moon, it's amazing that you could think of such a place," Fores exclaimed, "This place is really suitable for exchanging information secretly."
"It's also suitable for isolating from probing eyes," Emlyn nodded. "I was targeted by an official Beyonder because of some personal matters. The surveillance standard is not low. If I want to meet you safely, I can only come here."
"It is indeed safe here. Even if Loen's official Beyonders are keeping watch, they will never be able to spy on the interior of Feysac's embassy." Fors nodded.
To be honest, Fowles felt that such a creative idea could definitely become a good idea if it was fully written into the novel.
As a famous writer, she always looks at everything with a romantic eye.
"By the way, Mr. Moon, how did you know there's a special market inside the embassy?" Fors looked at Emlyn, "Shouldn't there only be diplomats in the embassy?"
"For this, we have to thank the current Ambassador Feysac," Emlyn smiled.
Down.
"The current Ambassador Fessac likes
Taking advantage of work, I can do some small side jobs to earn some extra money, such as selling Feysac's specialty liquor, seal meat, whale meat, whale oil..."
"For this reason, the Feysac ambassador specially built a new [Civilian Open Area] for the embassy, and sent people there every day to sell Feysac specialties for civilians who want to buy them."
And that [Civilian Open Area] was undoubtedly part of the embassy, and it was naturally protected by the Beyonders of Feysac.
Emlyn believed that the professional level of those Feysac Beyonders was absolutely qualified and would not allow the Loen Kingdom's monitors to easily sneak into the embassy.
Even if the Beyonders of Feysac noticed
They were Beyonders, and it didn't matter what they discussed in secret. A simple divination could tell that what they were discussing had nothing to do with the embassy.
Feysac would not care about the internal affairs of Loen.
Moreover, he himself had absolutely sufficient reasons to enter the embassy, because Bishop Ultravsky loved to eat seal meat, and he would go to the Feysac Embassy once a week and buy a lot of seal meat.
Emlyn could have used this as an excuse, saying that he was helping the old man buy seal meat, and no one would have found fault with it.
"So that's how it is," Fowles exclaimed, "So what's the status of the target?
"Everything is ready." Emlyn took out a
A sketch, "In order to get this picture, I spent a lot of effort to get rid of those guys who were following me."
"Don't fail, or the world willmenus for 14 days. " Emlyn warned, "I'm a little tight on money, but I'm looking forward to this opportunity to make money."
In order to get this picture, Emlyn put a lot of effort into it: he first pretended to sleep overnight in the Harvest Church, and then took a magic potion to exert an anti-divination effect on himself.
He then used several magic potions in succession, including those that eliminated spiritual intuition, invisibility, and shadowing, allowing himself to blend into the shadows and quietly slip out of the Harvest Church.
Some of the potions he took might even conflict with each other and have a negative effect on Emlyn, but in order to slip away, he could only endure it.
In order to prevent possible tracking, he circled around Backlund, and only after confirming that he was not being tracked did he go around to the vicinity of Count Wolfe's mansion.
Only then did he begin the main show.
For Emlyn, exploring this house was not difficult at all, because the Sequence 8 of the [Pharmacist] pathway was called [Beast Tamer], which allowed one to directly enslave wild animals and share senses.
The necessary condition for the birth of a vampire is to inherit a portion of the extraordinary characteristics of a vampire. Because of this, from the moment they are born, vampires possess the status of Sequence 7 of the Pharmacist Pathway.
However, if an infant could unleash the power of Sequence 7, then the vampire race would have been in chaos and perished long ago. In fact, a newly born vampire only has the power of Sequence 9, and has the status of a Sequence 7 in vain.
For the vampires, the process of adulthood is the process of unleashing power. The moment of adulthood means that power has been completely unleashed and they have completely possessed the strength of Sequence 7. This is also the growth process of those who have inherited high-level traits.
In other words, every vampire is a powerful [Beast Tamer], and for Emlyn, who is a [Baron], it is easy to enslave insects and use their vision to explore a house.
The only thing they need to worry about is that the Beyonder guards will use their own abilities to discover Emlyn's insect puppets.
The process was rather thrilling, and Emlyn had to manipulate the insect puppets to bypass the patrolling guards several times, but in the end, Emlyn successfully obtained the layout map of the entire house.
"There are actually five guards...Fowles looked at the information, "I heard that Kapin only has four."
"Except for one Sequence 7, the rest are only Sequence 9." Emlyn curled his lips in disdain. "Fighting head-on may be troublesome, but if we just avoid it, it won't be too difficult."
"These are potions you might need.
"Water," Emlyn said, pulling out a few bottles, "invisibility, smell elimination, anti-divination, everything is available, the rest depends on your own intelligence."
"Got it, Mr. Moon," Fowles nodded.
Nodding, "I'll get started as soon as possible."
"Great and supreme master, your humble servant Arrodes comes to you at your call."
Klein, who was pretending to be sick, looked at the magic mirror in front of him, Arrodes, and without hesitation proposed the first
a question.
"I currently have a large amount of cash deposited with Isengard Stanton, and it is under surveillance by official Beyonders. How should I get my money out from under their noses?"
The words on the full-length mirror squirmed and changed into new characters.
"Great Master, there are two ways." The silver-white characters continued to ripple, "The first way is to collect items that can travel through the [Mirror World] and bypass the surveillance of official Beyonders through the [Mirror World]."
"If you can't get the corresponding items, you can also pray to the [Original Witch] or other high-ranking witches. If they respond to you, you can solve this problem."
"This... praying to the original witch and the high-ranking witch? I think I'll die right after I finish reading their names... Klein muttered inwardly, "This is simply not a solution."
'But from what Arrodes said, the official Beyonders don't seem to be prepared for the [Mirror World]. In this case, can I enter the Mirror World by possessing the mirror in spirit form?'
Arrodes seemed to have noticed Klein's thoughts and continued to add.
"Although your spirit form has many spirit characteristics, it is not a real spirit after all. It cannot [flash in the mirror] like a real resentful spirit, and it cannot enter the mirror world.""Okay," Klein sighed, "What about the second option?"
"Release the extraordinary ability of the Sailor, which is at the level of a demigod, and make it very conspicuous. In this way, the monitors of the Church of the Storm will prioritize the incident and temporarily give up the wealth you are guarding."
"This way, there will be a vacancy in the official Beyonder guards. Although other watchers will definitely find you, the remaining watchers are from MI9 and the Intis Embassy."
"The two are in a hostile relationship, so they will waste some time to consider and guard against each other. As long as you seize this opportunity, you can get your wealth."
"Of course, how to escape after taking the wealth is another matter."
"It's the same as saying nothing… Klein muttered to himself, 'But the key point is to lure the monitor away. It seems that the monitoring intensity this time is extraordinary.'"
"In this case, when assassinating Mr. X, we must use the power of the demigod level...
Chapter 69 Lucky
"Is there something wrong with Emlyn White? Why did he suddenly hide in the Feysac Embassy?" Camus raised his eyebrows and looked at the embassy in front of him and the Beyonder guards who looked like they were not easy to mess with.
"What is he doing here for no reason?" he murmured to himself in confusion, "Is he planning to do something that requires him to hide from us?"
"Captain Camus," Bolt turned around, "is it possible that he was just shopping? Bishop Ultravsky is also from Feysac, and he often comes here to shop."
"Perhaps Emlyn White is planning to do the shopping for the bishop," another team member guessed. "After all, he is also a priest of the Harvest Church. It's normal for him to come out and help the bishop shop."
"We can't let our guard down," Camus was not shaken by his subordinates' words, "This guy may be our only clue to finding Sherlock Moriarty."
"It will also be the only breakthrough in our investigation into the assassination of Duke Negan!! We must not take it lightly."
"Keep an eye on everyone leaving the embassy, search for any suspicious individuals, and don't miss any possibilities or clues."
As he spoke, five or six small insects appeared in Camus's eyes. He used the ability of "Decryption Scholar" to analyze the people leaving the museum one by one, trying to find out the abnormal situation...
When Fores left the embassy, nothing was different from usual, but she was well aware that there were troublesome guys outside - her astrological results showed that the watchers outside were still there.
However, as a veteran Beyonder who had been in Backlund's Beyonder circle for many years, Fors did not panic. She walked out of the door calmly.
This time, she was well prepared and brought nothing but a small crystal ball, not even Lemanno's Travel Notes, so she had no reason to worry.
She also used her abilities to interfere with other people's spiritual intuition, so that even official Beyonders would have a hard time discovering that she was Beyonder.
More importantly, she left much later in the evening. By then, the main force of surveillance must have been attracted away by the Moon, and the remaining surveillance force must have declined.
She left the embassy mixed in with the crowd, so it was undoubtedly very difficult to identify her.
'There's no reason for me to be discovered,' she thought calmly, 'I didn't make any mistakes.'
But at this moment, an accident happened suddenly.
A familiar figure appeared in Fores's sight, causing her to freeze instantly.
"Mr. X?!" Fors couldn't help but widen his eyes. How could the messenger of the Aurora Society appear here?!
Just as Fores's gaze inevitably shifted away from him, Mr. X seemed to sense something and turned his head to look over.
His eyes swept over Fores without stopping, and continued to move, looking at the few people on the side.
"Finally found it..." He licked his lips, "The guy from the School of Life....
After gathering intelligence from various Beyonder circles these days, Mr. X learned about the various conveniences of the Feysac Embassy. In his opinion, the civilian trading area of the embassy is very suitable to become a secret trading venue.
And the whereabouts of several members of the School of Life are heading straight to this embassy!!
As he retreated inconspicuously, his pupils quickly turned the pages of the illusory book, intending to wait until those members of the School of Life were a little further away from the embassy before taking action and arresting them all.
However, Mr. X seemed to have forgotten one thing: that is, the path of the [School of Life] is the path of [Monsters] and even more so the path of [Destiny]. The Beyonders on this path are generally very lucky.
For example, these extraordinary people were very lucky because Camus Sparrow, who was monitoring the embassy, also noticed Mr. X. Obviously, he recognized this messenger of the Aurora Society.
Camus stretched out his right hand without hesitation, pointed it at Mr. X, and clenched his right hand.
Mr. X's mind suddenly sounded alarm bells, he jumped back suddenly, and the pages of the book in his eyes froze instantly.
"God said, invalid!!"
دof Free Sunshine. He steps out and denies Camus's [Theft]. With this, Mr. X retrieves the stolen [Teleportation].
Mr. X's figure immediately became blurred and instantly flashed to a small building nearby. He looked closely and saw that Camus had also disappeared from the spot.
A black shadow appeared in front of Mr. X. Camus was wearing the [Armor of Dawn] at some point, and drew out the [Sword of Morning], slashing at him fiercely.
"boom!!"
The Sword of Dawn instantly blew up the empty rooftop, and Mr. X appeared on the other side. The page in his eyes suddenly froze, and he reached out and pressed it.
A huge bolt of lightning suddenly struck from nowhere, enveloping Camus.
With a flash of golden light, the giant sword suddenly pierced through the thunder and stabbed towards Mr. X at an incredible speed. It was so fast that it seemed to have stolen the [distance] and tore open Mr. X's side.
Mr. X's body disappeared into a shadow.
He appeared on the other side, but his side was still torn open. Although the wound was much smaller, there was no doubt that he did not completely avoid the sword just now.
[Flesh and Blood Magic] immediately took effect and began to repair his body, while his body became blurred, flashing wildly around Camus.
Fireballs, lightning, necromancy... countless extraordinary powers attacked from all directions. Seeing this, Camus stabbed with a sword, and the invisible barrier of [Guardian] rose up.
"boom!!"
Countless explosions tore the entire roof apart, countless rays of light shone out, and a large amount of extraordinary powers poured down from all directions, trying to break through this iron wall.
"Open the door!!" Mr. X pointed.
A [door] emerged from the iron wall of the [Guardian], but it did not open. However, there was no doubt that the defense here had been weakened.
Countless pitch-black bats instantly rushed to the door, trying to break it open. The force of the impact was so fierce that even Camus inside could feel the barrier trembling.
Camus' eyes moved left and right, scanning the battlefield. Suddenly, the four or five small insects in his eyes seemed to have deciphered and locked onto something.
He turned around suddenly, twisted his wrist towards the air, and took an involuntary step forward.
The attack from the outside froze, and Mr. X's figure was outlined there, falling to the position predicted by Camus. He looked dazed, as if his thoughts had been stolen.
A violent [Storm of Light] suddenly swept across
The countless blades of light cut through his flesh and blood frantically, tearing him apart.
Then, he turned into a broken mirror.
Son, disappeared again.
"Run away?" Camus rubbed the upper right glove. This glove was a magical item, corresponding to the Sequence 5 [Guardian]. "As expected of a [Traveler], he ran really fast."
"But even if you record the [Mirror Double], if your [thoughts] are stolen, you won't have time to activate it, and the best you can do is save your life."
"I have to go back and report quickly," Camus looked at
He said to the Feysac Beyonders who came after hearing the news, "Another [Aurora Society] has come. There have been so many things going on recently...
.
After saying this, he stole away and disappeared quickly.
And below him, Fowles witnessed the whole process.
During that battle, my eyes widened.
"That's the ability of the Recorder.
"Power..." She murmured softly, "It's amazing
"Mr. X probably didn't use his full strength, because Lemano's Travel Notes is likely to correspond to the [Recorder], and that notebook can record
Demigod-level abilities."
"Mr. X must have recorded demigod-level abilities."
After saying this, Fors left in a hurry.
This was a great opportunity. The surveillance officer's attention had been completely attracted by Mr. X, and she could take the opportunity to escape completely.
And Feysac's Beyonders undoubtedly did not
Forget her, and just like that, Fowles disappeared into the crowd.Chapter 70 Consequences
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"Ah!!" Mr. X appeared in an alley in the southern part of the bridge, his body trembling in pain. "It hurts so much!!!"
His injuries were very serious. If he had not recorded the [Mirror Substitute] in advance and carried a crystal ball that acted as a mirror with him, he would have been torn to pieces by the storm of light.
But as long as he is not killed on the spot, there will be no big problem, because the [Blood Flower] ring in his hand can use blood and flesh magic to repair his body and heal his injuries.
"That damned official Beyonder!!" Mr. X gritted his teeth, "I won't let him go!!"
"After I re-record my abilities, I will make him pay the price!!"
"You look miserable, X." A voice came over, and Mr. X turned his head sharply.
In the darkness, a shadow surged over like a stream of water, and then flowed upstream into the air, instantly forming a human figure.
This is a man with fluffy black hair, a haggard face, deep eye sockets, dark blue eyes, and wearing a black robe.
"J.........." Mr. X gritted his teeth and looked at Mr. J in front of him, ready to activate the transmission at any time.
Send, "Why are you here?"
"Searching for the original Moon followers of the School of Life, completing the mission assigned by Lord Ouroboros." Mr. J said without hesitation, "We found one or two, but didn't get anything out of them."
"That's right. How could a member who is not even at Sequence 4 know the movements of that angel?"
"How is your investigation going?" Mr. J looked at Mr. X's bruised body. "Is it my illusion? Your investigation doesn't seem to be going well."
"You don't need to remind me!!" Mr. X threw his hands and shouted angrily, "Mind your own business!!"
"Whatever you want," Mr. J shrugged. "I'll continue my penance. If I hadn't noticed you teleporting over here, I would still be listening to the sins of the lambs."
"I wish you a happy ascetic practice," Mr. X's figure began to blur, "You'd better practice to find out the movements of that angel!!"
Mr. J stopped, looked back at where Mr. X was standing, and sighed.
"How can the angel of destiny be so easy to find?" He shook his head and continued walking.
"Only by being more pious and receiving more favor from the Lord can we find the hidden angel."
"My penance is still not enough..."
"You're back, Fowles," Hugh looked at his friend who had just opened the door, "What did you buy?"
"Potatoes and seal meat," said Fowles.
The pile of goods was put down, "I was in a
I heard in the Beyonder circle that the Feysac Embassy actually sells specialty products part-time, so I went to take a look."
"I remember that my father used to like Feysac's liquor very much..." Xio recalled, and then she looked at Fors, "Did you bring me some local specialties?"
"Yes," Fors said, and took out another big bag, "Yak milk, a specialty of Feysac, is said to be very helpful in growing taller."
"I... I'm just still growing! Growing! Do you know what growing means?!" Xio raised her fist and protested loudly, "I'm only 22 years old, I can still grow taller!!"
"Many girls believe that their breast size can
"They grew bigger," Fowles said, putting the milk on the table, "but their breasts never grew bigger afterwards."
"Don't show off your well-developed breasts in all kinds of ways!!" As he said this, Xio couldn't help but look at his own breasts.
Looking at her own breasts, which were better than nothing, and then at Fors's well-developed and full breasts, her face suddenly turned red and she was so angry that she couldn't speak.
"All right, Miss Dill," said Fores.
With a playful and amused smile, "Hurry up and get the cow
Drink the milk, maybe you can catch up with me next year."
"Have you found a topic for your new book?" Seeing that he was not able to argue with her, Xiu immediately changed the topic.
Question: "It seems your submission deadline is approaching."
"Ah... yes... Fowles slapped his forehead and remembered this important matter. "I have to hurry.
د"There's no need to be so anxious, right?" Xio picked up a bottle of milk, unscrewed the lid and gulped down the drink. "You can eat something first before you start writing. Man is made of iron and rice is made of steel."
"That makes sense," Fores nodded. "Then I'll go wash the seal meat first and make a pot of seal soup later."
"Food, food… Got it. This time I'll write about a ghost who doesn't like to eat."
"I don't need food," Sharon looked at Ian who handed her a plate of snacks without any emotion or expression, "I can go without food for a month."
"The Rose School's temperance system is really weird... Ian shook his head and ate the dessert. "You don't have to restrain your desires to this extent, right?"
"From the small, we can see the big. If we want to suppress the temptation of indulgence deep inside the potion, we can't be lax even a little bit." Maric picked up another piece of dessert and said, "In this regard, the [Rose School] does a much better job than the [Blood Worship Cult]."
"The former Rose School." Sharon corrected without any expression, "Not the current one."
"I know." Maric stuffed the snack into his mouth. "Those guys nowadays are crazier than each other."
"How are the informants in East Balam?" Maric looked at Sharon. "Are there any new reports?"
"Yes," Sharon said without any hesitation, "The Loen military is plundering everything in the colony, including cultural relics and treasures, and has broken into a secret base of the Highland Resistance Army."
"It is said that a mummy was taken away."
Maric, who was about to pick up a piece of fruit, stopped suddenly and turned to look at Sharon.
"Mummy? Are you sure?" he asked, his tone more eager. "If the Loen military brings back the mummy,
"Then Mahmoud will definitely come and take it back," Sharon continued, "because the mummy is the mummy of Tutankhamun II."
"Is that so..." Maric felt a little disappointed.
Regret, "Let's find another way."
"There's no need to give up so easily," Sharon said, "Let's wait and see."
Just like that, everyone continued to eat in silence at the table.
At this moment, Sharon suddenly turned her head, as if she heard something.
A dark virtual space appeared in front of her eyes, and a virtual commission came from the virtual space.
Voice.
"We hope to obtain information about Sherlock Moriarty's current location. In return, we are willing to pay for any material below the high sequence, or high sequence material without extraordinary properties."
"As the organizer of the [black box transaction], we hereby guarantee the confidentiality of the transaction."
Sharon said nothing, but a light flashed in her eyes.
A bronze door covered with mysterious patterns and filled with indescribable smells suddenly opened in the dark space. Countless arms of the dead stretched out of the door, and a terrifying suction force exploded instantly, swallowing up everything.
The black space was immediately lifted, but the door was not. It followed [Secret Deal] all the way to the organizer's place.
Location.
As for how the organizers will deal with the door, that is not Sharon's concern.