Chapter 84 Message from the Goddess

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Soon, only Ince Zangwill and a ball of freshly baked coke were left in the dark hall.

Medici kicked the melted golden mask away at will and fell into the bottomless hollow in the distance, causing waves of echoes.

There seems to be some special arrangement at the bottom.

He walked over with a frown on his face, and finally calmed down after being depressed all afternoon: "Let's go."

Oh, what dares to provoke the Red Angel?

I don’t know, I thought I couldn’t even carry the knife!

Even if he is slightly lacking in character, the countless war experiences he accumulated as the King of Angels still remain in his mind, which is more than enough for him to quickly kill an Arbiter Path Sequence Three.

Not to mention that Einhorn and Sauron also work very well together.

As a three-in-one, it is the three war angels who are provoked and angry.

"Let's go?" Yager in the middle of the hall was still angrily searching around with his spiritual vision. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look deeper, "Why don't you go down and take a look?"

"The royal family must have hidden a lot of secrets here."

Unexpectedly, Medici shook his head meaningfully: "Some people have other plans for this."

Yager and he looked at each other and confirmed that they were actually thinking of the same person.

Green.

This Mongolian has indeed expressed its intention to participate in royal affairs.

The black-haired young man nodded obediently: "Okay."

Anyway, the royal family is almost here.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at the huge bright spot approaching at a crazy speed in the distance.

Royal angel.

From the analysis of today's events, the Loen royal family has quite a few high-sequence members in reserve, and they attach great importance to this location. After many demigods were killed in the battle, they still had time to send people here.

Several people in the building were silently preparing to teleport.

Considering that Yager's teleportation cannot bring people, in the end it was Mr. Medici who took the tentacle monster and the pendant Klein back to No. 24 Shuiwen Road in the Jowood District.

Fortunately it's the 24th.

This is a number that should make Klein burst into tears of gratitude.

The blood-stained boots of several people left footprints on Yager's neatly cleaned wooden floor, causing him to make an unhappy sound.

But even more striking was another man.

Yager looked up at the entrance.

Unexpectedly, in the shadow of the stairs, a beautiful lady who did not belong here stood quietly in the corner, with black hair and black eyes, exuding a strong atmosphere of night.

Her beautiful eyelids were slightly lowered, she reached out and handed out a piece of white paper.

It is the sealed object in the temple holding the female sacred emblem!

The originally silent, doll-like expression came to life, but it still looked very cold and unapproachable.

Yager, who had just landed, reached out and took it in front of everyone's surprised eyes.

The next second, the lady suddenly disappeared as if being wiped away by an eraser!

‘Sealed Artifact 0-17.’

'This is not an object. This is a living angel.'

The black-haired young man in the center of the living room gradually frowned as he recalled the last information he found in the church.

He lowered his head and looked at what the other person had brought.

There was only one line written on the white paper:

"Backlund needs some peace and quiet."

He even used Runeese.

A few steps away, Klein caught a glimpse of this piece of paper and looked at his nose and heart, pretending not to know anything.

But he still couldn't help but have a question in his mind——

Does the goddess also feel that someone has done too many things recently?!

At the East Balam Wharf, the late-arriving punishers did not have the ability to treat the people, so they went to the Wharf Union Bar to quickly solve the afternoon murder case.

Of course, the murderer must be the Aurora Society.

But in addition to the persons on the body list who committed the crime, there is one survivor in this case.

Next to the pier market, in a smelly little compartment used to hold fish, several sturdy punishment agents pulled out the hungry and embarrassed hostage Williams.

Because Laervus originally hoped to blackmail Yager, he did not suffer any substantial harm.

The leader, a muscular man in black robe, carried the thin gangster like a chicken: "You need to go to the police station immediately to make a complete transcript to help solve the relevant cases."

"Your kidnapping involves cult members, you must cooperate with our work, do you understand?"

After the ropes on his hands were untied, Williams moved his bloody wrists and leaned against the wall weakly and replied: "Okay, sir. Thank you."

He took the bread and water handed to him by the punishers and wolfed them down.

Hugh Dilcha, who was observing everything in the crowd, finally couldn't help it. She took three steps and two steps, facing the scrutinizing eyes of the punishers and the potential identity crisis, and came to her friend Williams.

The two couldn't help but hugged each other's shoulders.

"Oh my god, Williams, they all said you were dead. It's too dangerous!" Her voice, suppressing her depression, was heard in the sky.

"Hurry up and find a job. It's a storm. Why did you get involved in such a big thing?"

"Did you know that you once passed by the assassin who successfully assassinated Duke Negan!"

A few minutes later, members of the Heart of Machinery crowded together in the garden of No. 24.

Ikanser Bernard, who was at the front, knocked tiredly on the door.

"Mr. Drester, are you there?"

"Nighthawk said that you have come back first, but we still need you to take notes."

The bronze door lock made a crisp sound, and the door was opened from the inside, revealing a pale-looking face.

Yager said weakly: "Okay..."

"By the way, here is your suitcase. You may have left it behind during the chase."

Ikanser took a pure black suitcase from the team member next to him and handed it to Yager.

I don’t know how Leonard explained it to make their attitude so peaceful.

But suitcase?

Where did he bring the box?

Yager took it and looked at the pure black leather suitcase in his hand doubtfully.

The suitcase reflected a uniform dark light under the sunlight, and it looked like it was made of extremely good materials, except that the corners were stained with large amounts of dark red blood.

It seems to be the suitcase brought by the 'Apostle of Desire'.

"Um...Okay, thank you." Yager simply nodded, "I will go to the police station after packing up."

They were probably the extraordinary items and weapons left behind by that extraordinary person.

This is the spoils of war.

"That's the best. Today's case is still very urgent, and we need to deal with it as soon as possible." Both Ikanser and the mechanical heart behind looked weak.

After raising their hats and saying goodbye, they hurriedly boarded the carriage behind them to prevent the traces of killing the devil dog on their bodies from scaring passers-by.

The black-haired young man on the 24th also silently closed the door, placed the box on the closet at the entrance, and opened it gently.

He was curious about what was in it.

Medici, who was about to go home, gathered around him curiously, and even Klein couldn't help but glance at him.

They were all sure it wasn't Yager's.

Maybe it's an extraordinary item left behind by the Aurora Society or the Blood Worship Cult?

Several people's guesses coincided with each other.

However, they all seemed to have guessed wrong.

In the sight of the three people, Yager stretched out his hand and gently opened the pick...

The gold bars, land deeds, and banknotes stacked throughout the box were revealed!

The glittering gold bar can be described as huge, with a width close to the entire index finger. Just one bar will consume the entire savings of an ordinary middle-class person.

And there is enough to stack at the bottom of a box!

Not to mention the layers of banknotes and title deeds above.

At the top, below the title deed of the estate marked '36 Queens', is a familiar and shocking name signed:

Agushed Negan.

Duke Negan.

There was only a gentle shock in the room for a moment:

"What the hell?!"

(End of chapter)


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