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Zarathu moved his fingers and the person in front of him raised his hand naturally.

He controlled the spiritual lines according to his own ideas, confirming that each joint was connected and could indeed control the other party, and afterwards, Zarathu watched his colleagues who had been intriguing each other for a long time become a new secret puppet he had just started, and a sigh of invisibility came from under his gray beard.

He had long known that the "Abyss Angel" had ill-intentions, and also knew that the great figure in that organization had long wanted to cut off the demons, so he came here with his spiritual intuition guidance today and came to an unobtrusive corner in the mirror gallery. Now all the nobles and ministers gathered in the small living room and waited for the meeting results and discussed fiercely. It was not surprising that the Earl of the Palace took the initiative to leave the seat for a short time.

Zarathu found Him in the corner. Edward Vaughn stood quietly in the shadow with a goblet in his hand, with a hint of sarcasm and gentle smile on the corner of his mouth. Zarathu was creepy, and a hundred scenes of falling spirit insects flashing through his mind. He almost exchanged positions with the guard secret guards outside the palace, but the next second he discovered the problem.

There is no trace of mystical power in the abyss Angel, and his astral body is unknown, without pulse, and without heartbeat.

He seemed to die here silently.

His expression was very normal, and there were no traces of fighting around him. Obviously, He "came here naturally"!

There is only one person who can quietly make an angel die inexplicably. Zaratho took a breath and slowly exhaled it. Adam is not here, so there is only one purpose for him to kill people and leave the body: deterrence, and hint. It is like giving a big stick and a sweet date, telling you that you are powerless to resist the trend of fate, and at the same time giving you some sweetness, so that you can think about it when facing Him, and think carefully about whether to depend on or resist, and which side will make a greater profit.

"Let's go."

Zaratu controlled the spiritual line and used the observation power of the faceless man at the level of an angel to reproduce the other person's words and deeds in his daily life. He walked out of the corner with his secret puppet, and just stepped on the dividing line of light and shadow. Zaratu's spiritual intuition suddenly issued an alarm! Blue veins burst out in his temple. Before he understood what was about to happen, he immediately followed the inspiration and squatted down!

Boom! Crack!

The bitter fist wind rushed out against His hood and hit the wall beside His side, which was exactly the height of His head. Feeling that all the spiritual lines in his hands began to riot, Zarathu immediately rushed into the fog of history without thinking, and then performed a fire jump that was so skillful that he could not be familiar with. His secret puppet swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap swap

The half-meter-thick wall quickly cracked a deep crack like a spider web, and then the entire surface collapsed. At the same time, the power of fraud flashed by, and no one realized that Bai Feng Palace suddenly lost a load-bearing wall.

Adam actually failed! Zarathu was surprised and breathed a sigh of relief. Through the eyes of the secret puppet, He saw that his cunning colleague came back to life. The movement of closing his fists and getting up was like a stop-motion animation. After two seconds of lag, it became smoother again. It could be seen that the process of transforming from the secret puppet state to a normal person. Edward Vaughn had few expressions on his face, and a subtle expression revealed subtle irony. He ignored the trembling sequence 5 spirit insect in front of him, adjusted his appearance and walked towards the conference hall.

He didn't cause trouble for me... he didn't have any spare energy, or was he disdainful?

The clone watched Him leave, and he stood up and suddenly found something more in his pocket on the inside of the cloak.

It is a feature of Sequence 1 "writer".

Zarato's pupils were trembling, and his hands holding the traits were trembling slightly.

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A dog caught Edward's attention because it suddenly began to walk by his feet.

To be honest, He would not be interested in this low-level demon passing through his own eyelids. Moreover, the dog's spirituality and emotionality are unstable, and it seems that it is still in the process of promotion. At most, the animals in Sequence 5 and Sequence 5 will go out and the owner cannot not follow. Then the real murderer of the current serial murder case must be it.

Training animals to become demons and promote them is a tradition of the Belia family. They surrender to the strong, and although they are cruel, they are very conscious of the times. Under Edward's intentional indulgence, Belia has the most powerful overall strength among the three demon families. She has great say in the Blood Worshiping Sect, and plays an important role in gathering all organized demons, making it more convenient to take one pot.

According to His original plan, the demon cards would be sent secretly to the Belia family to help them further improve their strength and facilitate their own harvest. However, because Adam secretly controlled the direction of the cards, the demon cards flowed out of his hands and turned around a few times and disappeared completely.

Edward looked at the black dog.

The black dog shrank behind the tree trunk with its tail.

"Who told you about my appearance?" He asked softly, "or is your patriarch finally an angel? Want to find me?"

The black dog almost hid himself behind the not-so-thick tree trunk, his ears tugged, and his throat purred.

Edward knew it: "So that's it. It's your master who is seeking death. He has sequence 5? Although it's a little lower, it's also at the bottom of my servant."

The demon abandoned his emotions from the low sequence, and was cold-blooded and ruthless. Although he was a master and servant, he was just a superior and subordinate who was maintained by power, and had no loyalty at all. The demon dog told everything he knew, hoping to save his life. But since he knew that this was just a few demons who could not think about it, Edward lost interest in them.

"you……"

"Mr. Vaughan?"

A voice interrupted Edward's words. He swallowed the words he didn't say back, turned to look at the source of the sound, and saw that the writer's lady with long brown hair, with a few meters away, was standing a few meters away. She looked a little haggard, but her spirit was not affected much. Yes, there was a sudden blood moon the night before yesterday that lasted for a long time.

"Miss Forth." Edward greeted her, "How is your script done after a few days?"

Fors immediately showed an expression that he knew he wouldn't say hello to you but didn't dare to show it. She looked at the other party's smiling expression and whispered: "It's still some time before the deadline, so let's not talk about work, right? Mr. Vaughan, what are you doing?"

Edward noticed that her eyes fell on the black dog not far from her feet, and his smile became more obvious: "I'm feeding the dog, it's very interesting. By the way, Miss Forth, have you been paying attention to serial murders recently? How much has the reward for the suspect's clues increased in Cialis's field?"

Fores looked at the dog and always felt that this dog was more than half a meter tall and covered in black and long hair that could not be described as "interesting". The more consistent word should be "ferceful". Moreover, when you look closely, there were dark red blood on the dog's sharp teeth... The dog's black eyes were still turning, and it seemed that it was also looking at her. Unlike Miss Audrey's house, which seemed to be particularly smart, the golden retriever dog. This humanized look made Fores feel chills and quickly diverted his sight.

"That thing? Of course I have attention." Forsy did not doubt him. "This is excellent material, but it is too cruel. The Sivelas Field seemed very distressed. There was a rumor that it was about to hire private detectives to conduct a search. The reward just announced yesterday was as high as 2,000 pounds."

Two thousand pounds? Edward glanced at the black dog.

Not too much, at most offset this year's furniture maintenance fee...

"I really hope the murderer will be arrested as soon as possible." Edward said with a sigh. "It is a blasphemy to the kingdom's judicial system in such a tragedy."

"Yes." Forsy tickled the hair in his ears and felt deeply the same. The recent extraordinary gatherings and writers' gatherings have been more or less affected by the chain of these incidents. After the investigation efforts have increased, many wild extraordinary people have been arrested because of this. Even if they did not do anything bad, they were caught underground in the major cathedrals. She has been worried about this for a long time.

After a few simple greetings, Fores, who seemed to have something to worry about, said goodbye, and Edward let it go. As soon as Fores disappeared from the crowd, Edward looked down at the black dog that was still breathless and did not dare to breathe, and kicked it with no concern.

"Kill eleven people and get a bounty of two thousand pounds." Edward glanced at it, "The ceremony has not been completed yet, and it is quite a big fuss. Your Belia family is not a human without captives, and you have to go out for promotion and take risks? Or is it really that you and your master come to Beckland?"

The black dog kept silent.

"I'm not interested in your purpose. Get out, kill more people and make a bigger deal, so that your bounty can be higher."

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In the evening, Cline took the steam subway to the Beckland Bridge area and knocked on the door of the party house according to the numbers provided in the newspaper. As before, he wore an iron mask that could only cover the upper half of his face, put on a black robe with a hood, and under the guidance of the waiter, he entered the living room where only one candle was burning quietly.

At first glance, Klein found that nearly half of the extraordinary people were missing this party than before.

After a few minutes, the old man "Eye of Wisdom" cleared his throat and said, "Start the party, others probably won't come." Speaking of this, he explained a few words: "Because the murderer was never found in that serial murder case, the night-time person, the punishment person, the mechanical heart and the 9th Department of Military Intelligence were sent out and are conducting large-scale investigation and search."

"In this situation, it is normal and understandable for those friends to be unwilling to go out and participate in the gathering."

"Frankly, there are more people coming today than I thought."

Sure enough, the extraordinary circle is not isolated, and will also be affected by current affairs... Klein looked around and saw that the chubby pharmacist was not absent, and his heart suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. Soon, the pharmacist began to buy the medullary crystals of the Elf Spring as he thought. Klein, who was prepared, reached a deal with him without hesitation, and obtained clues about the "pharmacist" formula and several sedatives that had been forgotten behind his head.

The pharmacist sighed with great regret: "You are indeed a lucky person! Why didn't I choose that lucky road..."

As the party moved forward, the extraordinary female person with the "craftsman" behind him did not come to attend or did not get a new extraordinary weapon, but never spoke up, which made Klein's expectations empty - he now has 509 pounds of cash, so he can think about equipment.

After many transactions were miscarried, a man sitting on a high stool said in a low voice: "A friend of mine was unfortunately found during this investigation. The person who was punished was locked into the underground of a storm church. I would like to ask a few helpers to rescue him together."

"Eye of Wisdom" replied immediately: "'Wild Dog', give up this plan! The punishment and seal of a storm church is enough to destroy all of us here. The ending of your friend is already destined, don't let yourself fall into the same desperate situation."

"Wild Dog" looked around and found that no one responded to him. She couldn't help but pound his thigh and growled: "But, what did he do wrong?"

"He is an excellent internal medicine practitioner. He has saved many patients. He has never hurt anyone! Just because he has taken potions and became an extraordinary person, he will be detained to a place where the sun will never be seen, and even be an experimental product for the punishment person?"

"Why?"

"Why……"

The "wild dog"'s painful and desperate question echoed in the room, and even the pharmacist who had never been able to control his mouth remained silent.

Alas... Klein, the former official, could only sigh in his heart. Without announcing the "acting method", the wild extraordinary people are time bombs. But if the "acting method" is popularized, the situation may be more chaotic and bloody... After all, the extraordinary characteristics are immortal and conserved...

In this depressing atmosphere, the party came to an end.

TBC

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Being addicted to games, lol is really fun, hehe.

Recently, I saw some readers discussing this article, which seemed to be a little hot. While moved, I discovered some strange views.

The author solemnly declares that I have never said "How happy the early stage is, how miserable it will be by Klein and Adam in the later stages." I am writing about the outer god, an inhuman external god who is separated from low-level interests. Only when the enemy is powerful can the power of man and the earth be reflected. If a mature outer god can be easily defeated, then the so-called sacrifices that the Doomsday and the Gods are talking about are meaningless. Although I don't know where this sentence comes from, I have never said it, and most of them are spreading rumors.

I saw someone saying that I was a dark article.

Well... this may not be in line with the general values ​​of mysterious fan, but readers have their own criteria for judgment, and the author pursues smooth logic and strict plot. I think this article is dark, maybe because the mysterious world view itself is dark.

There are two outcomes in this article, one is BE and the other is HE.

The main text is HE, and BE will be written separately in the form of extras and independent volumes, and the length will not be too long. If you can't think of how to HE, don't hurry and watch me perform.
Chapter completed!