In the director's office, Director Dorji said with a heavy face.
"I just received news from the General Administration. One day ago, the medium-sized cult organization Dragon Evil launched the Red Festival in Mercer City. Mercer City has become a dead city."
"What?"
Lindy's face was pale, and she couldn't believe the authenticity of the news.
Mercer City, a large city with a population no less than that of Constant, with a population of no less than one million, has turned into a dead city.
Such news is too shocking and appalling.
She asked with a little trembling in her voice.
"What are the casualties at the Mercer City Security Bureau branch?"
One of her close friends, Melissa Lee, works at the Mercer City Security Bureau branch.
"The Mercer City Security Bureau branch was still trying to prevent the launch of the Red Festival until the last moment... No one in the entire Mercer City Security Bureau branch survived."
Dorji said in a deep voice.
"Melissa..."
Lindy couldn't help clenching her slender, white hands, because she was using too much force and could faintly see the blue veins.
After a while, she suppressed her emotions and asked aloud.
"Sacrificing a million people, the purpose of the Dragon's Evil must be to create extraordinary magicians, was it successful?"
Extraordinary, a level above the twelve rings.
Because when you reach this level, the extraordinary power you possess has undergone extreme transformation. It can no longer be called extraordinary power, but should be called extraordinary power. Therefore, the levels above the twelve rings are called "extraordinary".
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"It has been successful. Bogdan Muller, the Pope of Dragon Evil, has publicly stated that he has become a supernatural sorcerer."
"And with this, Dragon's Evil has been upgraded from a medium-sized cult force to a large-scale cult force."
Dorji's voice was heavy.
Prior to this, the cult forces that could be called large forces included Scarlet Blood, Hell Face, Shadow of Darkness, and Eye of Death.
Because the Gnawing Fang has been severely damaged, it is uncertain whether there are still extraordinary warlocks, and it is currently unclear whether it is still a large force.
And now, the large-scale cult forces will add another evil dragon.
"What is the reaction of the General Administration?"
Lindy calmed down and asked.
"The General Administration has just received the news and is still holding a meeting of elders. However, I think the General Administration must be extremely angry and will not forgive Long's sin lightly."
Dorji said.
In the General Bureau, the highest-ranking person is not the director, but the elders who are held by twelve-ring mystics and extraordinary mystics one after another.
However, they generally don't do anything, some stay at the headquarters, and some secretly sit in some cities.
Only when major events occur, will a meeting of elders be convened, either on-site or remotely via video, to discuss decisions that will have a far-reaching impact on the entire Security Bureau.
After a pause, Dorji continued.
"Worried that similar things will happen in other cities, the General Administration requires all branches to investigate the cult forces in the cities under their jurisdiction and make sure to prevent the tragedy of Mercer City from happening again."
"It is no longer possible for each branch to investigate their own cities and request other branches to send high-level mystics who are good at interrogation. Has the General Bureau said how to deal with Enkata?"
Lindy asked.
The original purpose of capturing Nkata, a high-level cultist, was to obtain important information about the Scarlet Blood from Nkata's mind.
But now that it is impossible to request other branches to send out high-level mystics who are good at interrogation, the capture of Enkata has lost its meaning.
"In order to prevent the Scarlet Blood from attempting rescue, the General Administration's order is to directly execute all Scarlet Blood cultists, including Enkata."
There was cold murderous intent in Dorji's eyes.
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"Let's go, it's time to get off work!"
After get off work in the afternoon, Ivy closed the book and said to Felin next to her.
After finishing interrogating the cultists, she returned to the lounge.
"good."
Felin responded and stood up with some difficulty.
"I'll help you!"
Ivy came over and supported Felin.
He helped Felin to the safe and turned his back.
After Felin locked the secret book in the safe, he helped Felin out of the lounge and came to the place where the carriage was parked.
The two boarded the carriage and found that Lindy was already in the carriage.
Feilin was not very fast because of his walking difficulties. Lindy arrived at the carriage first.
"Go to the nearby medical equipment store."
Seeing Felin and Ivy enter the carriage and sit down, Lindy gave instructions to the coachman.
"Deputy Bureau, do you want to buy a wheelchair? No, it will be fine in a few days. There is no need to buy a wheelchair specifically for this."
Felin quickly stopped him.
Medical equipment stores are places that sell medical equipment, including wheelchairs, crutches, and other medical equipment.
Among the three of them, he was the only one who needed medical equipment.
However, the puppetization of his feet would be lifted in a few days, and he did not want to spend money on it, especially since similar medical equipment was generally quite expensive.
"I'll pay for it."
Lindy obviously knew Felin's character quite well and said directly.
"..."
Felin fell silent.
It's also a good idea to buy a wheelchair, so that you don't need help from others to walk, but you can also protect your legs.
"lets go."
Lindy directly ignored Felin's opinion and gave instructions to the coachman.
Naturally, the coachman listened to Lindy's words, after all, it was Lindy who paid him wages.
The carriage drove out of the security station and headed towards the nearby medical equipment store.
After buying a wheelchair, the carriage returned to Lindy's villa. Felin was helped out of the carriage and then sat on the newly purchased wheelchair.
"Mr. Feiling, what's wrong with you?"
The middle-aged maid Hannah came up with the maids from the villa.
Seeing Feilin actually sitting in a wheelchair, he couldn't help but be surprised, covered his mouth and asked in surprise.
"My foot was slightly injured. It's not serious. It will be fine in a few days."
Flynn said.
"Mr. Feiling, I wish you a speedy recovery."
The middle-aged maid Hannah gave her heartfelt blessings, and then said to the maid following her.
"What are you still doing? Go and help Mr. Felin push the wheelchair alone."
There was even a maid who trotted forward to push Felin's wheelchair.
"Push it to the reception room."
Entering the villa, Lindy asked the maid to push Felin into the reception room, and she followed her into the reception room.
"You leave first."
Asking the maid to leave temporarily, Lindy closed the door of the reception room.
Walking to Felin's side, he squatted down to take off Felin's shoes and check whether Felin's feet were transformed into puppets.
"Deputy Bureau, I'll do it myself."
Felin said a little embarrassed.
Because ordinary people are not allowed to come into contact with the mystery, they cannot ask the maid to help them take off their shoes.
"do not move."
Lindy stopped Felin and then took off Felin's shoes and socks.
I saw Felin's feet, the entire soles of his feet extending to his ankles, turned black.
After touching it, there is a texture similar to rock but not rock, but there is no feeling of flesh and blood.
This is puppetization, transforming flesh and blood into the same rock-like texture as a puppet.
"According to the records related to Night Chess, it takes a week to recuperate when your legs become a puppet. You don't have to go to work during this time, so you will stay in the villa to recuperate."
Lindy said as she put Felin's shoes back on.
"that……"
Felin hesitated.
"What's up?"
Lindy asked with a frown.
"I would like to apply to bring the secret book of the Mysterious Gun to the villa for viewing."
Flynn said.
Although he has limited mobility, he still has no problem reading. He cannot waste a week's time. He wants to spend this week reading the Mysterious Gun Secret Technique book.
"I will make an exception for you until your feet recover."
After Lindy pondered for a moment, she agreed.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Different from other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment just changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood that comes from everyone in the Zhenmo Division.