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Chapter 242 Black Sabbath

"The main reason we came to Italy this time was to recycle this thing." Ronan showed everyone a photo, which looked like an arrow, which was very gorgeous.

Everyone present was surprised except for Ronan and Jotaro. They really knew this thing, which was the prop used by the boss to stimulate the ability of the substitute.

"From your reactions, your abilities should be so awakened, right?" Ronan waved the photo in his hand.

"Generally speaking, the way to awaken a substitute is very limited. The first type is natural awakening. This type of awakening is the most difficult, but the success rate is the highest, because it is the natural result of a certain skill of the substitute messenger who has been trained to perfection. The awakened substitute may not be very powerful, but its ability will definitely be very perverted.

The second type is blood stimulation. When someone in his close relatives successfully awakens his substitute and is stimulated by him, if someone in his relatives can reach the bottom line of awakening the substitute, then he will awaken the substitute, which will be more risky, but it is more common. The strength and ability of the substitute are directly related to the body.

The third type is to use arrows directly to stimulate them. After passing the test of arrows, they will be successfully transformed into a substitute messenger and will die on the spot if they do not.

I know so much at the moment, but I think you should all be the substitutes who awaken by relying on the power of arrows?

We must recycle this thing, otherwise more people will die under the arrow.”

Risut and the others thought for a while before admitting.

"You are right. Our abilities are indeed inspired by the power of arrows. I have also seen the tragic image of those unlucky guys who failed the test. If your opinion is to recycle this prop, we have no opinion."

Bugalati: "At present it should be in the hands of my direct boss, Poolbo. If you want to get anything from this person, it will be more difficult..."

As he said that, he noticed Iruso and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth: "Okay, just pretend I didn't say it."

Ronan: "We have more than one way to get close to Bolpo. All you have to do is tell me where Bolpo is, which prison he is in?"

Bugalati was shocked. This was a secret that no one knew except for the enthusiastic official members. After all, everyone who failed the test was dead. So did this person know?

Seeing Bugalati's shock, Ronan said: "I naturally have my news channels, and I also know that he is in a room N-28, and Naples is so big, so there shouldn't be many prisons."

Bugalati: "No need, I'll take you to see Polbo."

After discussion, Ronan led Jotaro and his group to leave directly, and Risuth and his team also moved in another direction, leaving only Bugalati and his subordinates.

"Bukalati, are you serious? Are you really going to betray the organization and assassinate Polbo?"

Bugalati: "Do you see I have any other choice?"

...

The next afternoon, Ronan and Bugalati met in front of the prison.

"I have made an appointment for you to Poolbo. You can see him when you go in here. As for how to deal with him, you can do it yourself, I won't do it." Bugalati said.

Then, Ronan stepped into the prison territory.

This kind of place is unfamiliar to most people. Ronan has seen prisons at most and has never been to it before. However, he has heard a lot of legends about prisons.

"Ronan, right? Come and visit Polbo?" The prison guard looked at Roonan and said, "Come and do some registration, and then you need to do two more searches here to ensure that you will not bring any prohibited items into the prison. There is one more thing, don't take Polbo anything, don't do anything."

After passing the first level, the prison guards skillfully searched all the places where Ronan might be entrained, and only let Ronan go after confirming that it was correct.

In terms of feeling, this is not so much about preventing Bolbo from jailbreaking, but it is obvious that this set of defense measures has not considered the attack of the substitute messenger.

Probably, the stuffer messenger was still fresh at that time. It was difficult to find wild stuffer messengers in Italy except for enthusiastic organizations.

But today, Ronan was very lucky to become a fish that missed the net.

At the end of the prison corridor, Cell No. N-28 is a large room. On this side facing the corridor is a small window and a huge bulletproof glass curtain wall, and on the other side are beds, toilets, doors and other facilities. At first glance, I really can't tell where Boerbo is.

However, Ronan has systematic help and information advantages that predict in advance. He knew that the yellow big bed in front of him was Boerbo himself. He liked this way to tease people, which was one of his many evil things.

Maybe I felt that there was enough time, so Boerbo gave up his disguise and sat up, but unfortunately he didn't read any surprise from Ronan's expression.

"You are the newcomer introduced by Bugalati? You look like you are roaming with exotic style. But I am not in the mood to care why you came to Italy. Since that guy Bugalati trusts your abilities, I naturally have nothing to say, but if you want to officially join our organization, you still need to pass my test."

Boerbo was talking slowly while eating snacks and drinking wine on the other side, and eating several small biscuits.

Then he asked: "Before I reveal the test content, I want to ask you a question. What do you think is the first priority of our organization's recruitment of newcomers?"

Ronan just looked at Boerbo in a quiet manner and said nothing, although he knew the answer.

"It's trust, whether it's talent or wealth, it's not something we value, because without trust, these things will become poisons that harm people, so trust is the most important thing."

Boerbo drank the red wine in his glass in one breath and continued, "Then I will start to arrange my test content. It's very simple. This is a lighter. Now I've ignited it. The gas inside is very sufficient to support it to burn for a long time. Your task is to take good care of it and carry out your daily life for a day. If it is still burning steadily without extinguishing it, you will pass the test."

Ronan nodded, reached out to hold the lighter in his hand, turned around and left.

Poolbo: "Are young people so wild nowadays? Ah, forget it, young people are not arrogant, they are called young people, and this is how they can control and utilize them more easily... Let him go, whether they pass the test, become a formal member, or fail the test, but become a substitute messenger, they are good and can serve the organization..."

Of course, Ronan knew that the prison guards were not allowed to bring out lighters, but he cheated in the small world and left the prison easily and walked all the way to a place where there was no one.

"It's a good place to start a war, so let's just do it..."

As he said that, Ronan extinguished the flames in the lighter and nothing happened.

"And then, light it."

The lighter started to burn again, and it was very stable.

But in the dark, Ronan had already noticed the arrival of the enemy.

It is a spiritual energy that is free from the shadows. It is obviously a substitute, and it is also a remote control type. This type of substitute can execute simple commands and fight independently. If the substitute is defeated and killed, it will not be implicated in the body. It can be said to be a very convenient substitute.

However, what Ronan is interested in is not its substitute type, but its substitute ability. This is a very special substitute.

Black Sabbath, the substitute of the enthusiastic organization cadre Polbo, is a human-shaped monster wearing a black cloak, able to move in the shadows and fear the sun.

The most important thing is that its ability is to pull out a human soul and use arrows hidden in the mouth to stab it, and then it will leave.

The order Boerbo issued to it was to attack, so when he saw the lighter being reignited, it is conceivable how many innocent passers-by it has attacked in the past decade.

"Did you see it? You see the flame of the lighter reignites?"

The black Sabbath gradually appeared from Ronan's feet, and then grabbed Ronan's shadow, and then pulled out a fuzzy light and shadow of a human figure from it.

"That's...my soul? How is it possible? Shouldn't my soul be protected by the system?" Ronan was shocked.

System: "The power of the Black Sabbath itself is indeed not strong, but at this moment, it uses the regular energy of the entire world, and what is pulled out is part of your soul, or in other words, your substitute."

Ronan: "Shouldn't my substitute be of body shape?"

"Yes, but this is the setting of the Black Sabbath. He really pulled out the part of your soul that formed a substitute, and be careful to protect yourself!"

Ronan: “…”

He tried to activate his substitute, but unfortunately, the substitute seemed unwilling to act.

"Damn it, because it is the main body, IQ becomes very low and uncontrollable after being forced to become independent? Why don't the system explain it? It will be lost at critical moments!"

"Accept your destiny!"

The Black Sabbath roared and opened his mouth, and an ancient-shaped arrow was slowly stabbing the soul light ball in his hand.

"Stop it!" Ronan was really angry, but when Ronan reached out to grab the Black Sabbath, his arms couldn't grasp it at all.

"Can only the substitute get in touch with the substitute? Damn it, fortunately I was prepared, the Sword of Anubis!"
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