After being stunned for a few seconds, a trembling call interrupted the simple contemplation:
"Sir, the map you want..."
"Okay, you can continue with your work," Jian Yi casually picked up the map and glanced at it, then rolled it up and put it in his bag. Reading it here now is obviously not a good choice. Once he encounters a real secret guard in the middle of the night,
It's one thing to beat him hard, but it's another thing to make too much noise and let Hai Wuya catch him.
At that time, not only will you not be able to take on side quests, but you may also run the risk of being eliminated... The instability of the Godhead Mask is too high, its upper and lower limits are vague, and the strength of its abilities is naturally unpredictable.
Therefore, the duel with Hai Wuya will be delayed as long as possible until he finds a better way.
Jian Yan pulled up his black hood and quickly walked out of the tavern, his figure quickly disappearing into the dark night.
The street was still noisy at this time, but more of the noise came from the factory next to the tavern - if you guessed correctly, there was probably a 24-hour shift system, with almost no interruptions throughout the day.
"It's going well so far... Then... we have to go see Tolstoy Tower." Jian Yi took out his grapple gun, fired a hook nailed to the opposite wall, and then used
The rope contracted and he jumped up quickly, as flexible as Spider-Man.
Judging from the tense atmosphere between Hai Wuya and the secret guard just now, Hai Wuya has not yet been eliminated, so it is very likely that the secret guard has been successfully killed by Hai Wuya.
Hai Wuya, who rarely plays plot-based scripts, may still focus on finding opponents instead of coordinating the balance of the script and benefiting from it.
Therefore, there is a high probability that he will not dispose of the body, but let it stay where it is.
So if you wear a sword... you can also use it for free?
"Just to catch the leak, by the way... I'm going to check one more thing."
…
Farnas, Erland city, central cathedral.
"Hey, this is the so-called temple?" Hai Wuya took off his hood and slowly walked into the magnificent hall, "It looks like it's happening."
There are two golden statues displayed on both sides of the main hall. From a distance, it is not clear whether they are real gold or gold-plated. Their shapes...are the images of "God" in the traditional sense.
Who knows where they learned this from, maybe it was prehistoric documents; maybe no matter how many generations pass by, human aesthetics will always reach the same goal.
Hai Wuya raised his head and looked up. All the lights hanging on the ceiling were instantly turned on. A beam of bright light instantly shone on his leather boots, making the metal accessories all over his body shine brightly.
"Hey, do you still have electric energy in this era?" Hai Wuya scanned the surroundings with interest, "But it's too low-key to pretend to be a ghost with this thing, isn't it?"
"How dare you question the power of God?!" the secret guard beside Hai Wuya said sternly, "The light in the dark night is clearly a gift from God!"
Hai Wuya frowned when he heard this: "Let me say, this thing can also be said to be a gift from God? If it can be a gift, why don't your bullshit gods give you a Pope Dangdang?"
"Be bold!"
Before he finished speaking, a majestic voice came from the shadows above the hall, like the whisper of an ancient god, echoing in the hall.
The secret guard on the side said coldly: "Destroying twenty-one buildings and killing the Pope's secret guards...you deserve to be punished! Are you really desperate for your life if you are making such nonsense here?"
Hai Wuya shrugged: "Are you very good? If there is no main mission, I don't mind cutting you bunch of magicians into ashes with one sword... So, you'd better figure out your position first, right?"
"
After a moment of silence, the old voice in the darkness slowly sounded again:
"Although I don't know what kind of prehistoric technology you used to actually contain such great power, but if you want to threaten the Holy See...then you are too confident."
The voice in the dark continued: "It's bad for both you and me to tear apart face. Instead of arguing on these irrelevant aspects, why not... let's talk about cooperation."
"Cooperation?" Hai Wuya glanced at the person hidden in the shadows, who looked like the Pope in the game's CG, "But... what can I give you? Or, what can you provide me?"
"According to what my secret guard said, you had a duel with a man in black, but the man escaped... If I can mobilize the entire Elland City military force to search for this man, is that the price of cooperation?"
"Deal." Hearing this, Hai Wuya nodded slightly and said, "The tone is not small, but the power is not small... So since it is a deal, what do you want to get from me?"
"Power," the voice came slowly from behind the scenes of the hall: "I need to use your power to suppress some shady traitors."
…
Farnas, Erland city center, top of Tolstoy Tower.
"Damn it, this grappling hook gun takes a lot of energy. In the blink of an eye, there are only fifty left..." Jian Yi grabbed the railing, jumped up from the edge of the tower, and successfully climbed onto the Tolstoy Tower.
This building is located in the southeast corner of the city center. It towers into the sky and is modeled after the prehistoric Eiffel Tower. However, due to the level of technology underground, this tower can only be used for viewing.
Jian Yan glanced at the familiar railing, then at the body lying on the spot, and then quickly stepped forward to check the situation without having time to rest.
Bloodstains, black clothes, black robes, scattered swords.
The penetrating wound on the abdomen clearly showed that this man's death was caused by Hai Wuya's Guili Jian.
As expected, the one who fell was the secret guard.
After briefly looking around and confirming that there was no movement at all nearby, he took off all the clothes of the secret guard, and then attached the opponent's sword to himself.
[Name: Pope's Blade]
[Type: Weapon]
[Quality: Excellent]
[Explanation: A short sword given by the Pope. Only 24 people in the country have received this honor. It has strong attack power, but more importantly, it is its status symbolism - but the sword is usually covered under black clothes.
, will not be exposed easily.]
[Can the script be brought out: No]
[Remarks: Everything is empty, everything is allowed.]
"Sure enough..." Jian Jian opened the hilt of his sword and took out a rolled map from it, "These secret guards really have something wrong with their brains. They actually told people in the tavern such a confidential matter...
Well, forget it, let’s continue searching for something.”
Throwing the naked body aside, he immediately began to rummage through the mess of clothes.
"Hmm... five silver coins, a huge gain. Hey, I didn't expect that in this era, there are actually ID cards... Wait, this thing is..."
Jian Yan's interest suddenly focused on a khaki-colored list: "Secret guard...it turns out to be like this..."
