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Chapter 95 13 Kensington Street Part 2

Chapter 95 No. 13 Kensington Street (2 updates)

"Damn it! It's the Spark Cultist!"

"Silver Star's!"

"Catch him! This is a great achievement!"

As if hearing the scolding of the Knight of Reincarnation, Mr. Silver Star was stunned for a moment and stamped his foot so hard that even the floor tiles at the street entrance cracked on the spot.

His whole body turned into a black light and flew towards the depths of the alley.

"Chase!" Amidst the scolding of the Samsara Knight, a high-level priest raised his hand. In mid-air, dozens of souls that ordinary humans could not detect immediately let out cold and jealous laughter, ignoring the obstruction of the building and everything else.

Physical barriers, go through walls and alleys, and kill them in the shortest straight line.

Human beings exist in the real world, and their bodies will be blocked by too many things.

Although the old blacksmith was a former [Fighting Church believer], had good physical fitness, and had an extraordinary speed of 100 meters and 6 seconds, he was still quickly caught up by the evil spirit.

The distance to the nearest one is only 20 meters.

It took him just one breath to catch him.

Just when he was about to lose his support, the house number of No. 13 Kensington Street came into view. Once upon a time, this was a very flowery street.

Many dignitaries lived here. As the mineral deposits outside the city dried up, the city's economy fell into recession, and most of the dignitaries who sang and sang every night left.

No one cared about the mansion, and gradually it became a gathering place for homeless people and drug addicts.

And No. 13 is exactly such an abandoned mansion.

Instead of rushing into the main entrance of the mansion, which was gradually raised up through the slope, the old blacksmith turned over and jumped into an inconspicuous downward passage next to the main entrance, which was a small door reserved for servants.

Using the leather shoulder pad on his left shoulder as a point of strength, the old blacksmith slammed into the basement door.

Almost the moment he rushed in, in mid-air behind him, the black shadow of a reincarnation guardian spirit flashed past.

"Ah!" The old blacksmith instinctively raised the cross sword.

Of course he knew it was useless. Fighters at Sequence 8 of the Fighting Church did not have any means to fight against spirits.

Just when he was desperate, the ferocious-looking 'guardian spirit' suddenly froze. Then a terrifyingly pale pure white arrow appeared in his chest.

The next moment, this thing written as a guardian spirit, pronounced as an evil spirit, died in a sharp soul wail.

The dark basement suddenly became silent.

As if they noticed that their companions were burping, or they were instinctively afraid of powerful beings, the reincarnation evil spirits that chased them retreated one after another, surrounding the mansion and not daring to enter.

They were commotion, as if waiting for the guardian knights to arrive.

The old blacksmith was a little confused. At this moment, he heard the voice of a little girl.

"Mr. Silver Star, this way! This way!"

After he got used to the darkness of the basement, he saw a big hole in the corner and a petite silver-haired girl waving to him.

After hearing the name "Silver Star", Old Al followed without hesitation.

Outside the mansion, a group of guardian knights who heard the reports from their ancestors looked at each other. They could not make up their minds and could only call for reinforcements.

In the main living room of the mansion, Mark sat with his legs crossed on a found armchair that was still intact, drinking black tea handed over by Helena.

"Mark, will they come in?" Helena was a little worried. On the surface, this plan is quite unreliable. After all, the attackers and this Silver Star bait are obviously not the same group. Although the mastermind and culprit are the same

La...

"They must come." Mark took a sip of tea gracefully and put down the cup: "I'll tell you a little story."

"Huh?" Helena's eyes widened curiously.

"The Animal Kingdom was stolen, and the culprit was a rabbit. The monkey police officer rushed into the forest to search and caught a severely beaten raccoon. As soon as the raccoon saw other small animals, it yelled angrily, 'I

It’s a rabbit! I’m a rabbit!’.”

At this point, Helena finally couldn't help it and laughed out loud: "What a poor raccoon."

Conrad next to him also showed a smile.

Mark concluded: "Yes! Mr. Raccoon is very innocent. The rabbit just now is like the evil spirit in the spirit world that killed their high-ranking priest and ran away. If this kind of evil committed a random crime and the spirit world is too big, it would be really hard to catch him.

We don’t even know where to catch him. So the point of the matter is not whether the city’s reincarnated bishop can catch the real murderer, but whether he can catch an unlucky guy of sufficient size to use as a scapegoat.”

Helena suddenly realized: "The weight of a Xinghuo Yinxing is just right."

"right!"

Conrad instead focused his attention on the newspaper held under Mark's left arm: "I didn't expect to see the newspaper man show off his power again."

"I never thought that this thing could be used like this." Mark shrugged: "I won't talk anymore, the drama has begun."



Outside the mansion, it has long been surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

In addition to the main force of the local reincarnation sect, there are also hard-working policemen in the outer circle to maintain law and order and disperse the crowd.

Bishop Tannis Edwards arrived in a carriage. As soon as he got out of the carriage, he asked immediately: "Are you sure you are the Silver Star of the Remnant of Sparks?"

At least five knights nodded together: "Yes!"

The on-site knight captain also introduced: "This mansion is independent. There is no other way out around it. All the above-ground passages are guarded by us, and the few ghosts we just sent in to explore the way were eliminated."

Longbas, the senior guardian knight, advised: "Your Excellency, this may be a trap!"

Bishop Tanis' eyes sharpened: "Has there been any news about [anomalies] here before?"

Everyone around shook their heads together.

Longbas whispered: "Squad 32 patrolled here yesterday and did not feel the presence of evil spirits."

"In such a short time, even if you have to prepare a trap, how far can you prepare it?" Tanis smiled: "Leave two teams outside, and the others are ready to break in!"

"yes!"

When the new bishop speaks, the people below can only obey.

Who called you Edwards?

The family has absolute control over the division of the family!

No matter how reluctant they were, these gray-helmeted guardian knights could only rush into the basement first with the blessing of the priest's magic, holding up their large shields enhanced by rune enchantment.

In the quiet basement, there was nothing special except for the spiritual remains of the few guardian spirits who had just explored the way.

What comes into view is the empty servant's wardrobe, the broken faucet in the bathroom, and the broken tiles.

The knights searched the basement but found nothing special until they passed through the servants' corridor and entered the mansion.

Almost as soon as they entered, there was an irrepressible commotion among the knights.

Coming out of the dark servant passage with a lamp, the light and shadow intersect, and everything in the field of vision changes from blurry to clear.

The knights found themselves in a circle, arriving in the garden between the main entrance of the mansion and the main building.

The first thing that catches the eye is the green grassy garden.

The fountain that should have been deserted was spraying clean water jets.

On the ground, every floor tile has been polished as clean as new, seeming to embody the cleanliness of the servants' labor.

As the sun sets, the dying sunlight shines on the main building, giving this white jade-looking building a magnificent feel.

The door is open, soft yellow light shines through, and melodious and warm music comes from inside. On the curtains near the garden windows, elegant and moving figures are projected, and from time to time, people's voices are heard discussing in low voices.

Whispering sounds.

The mansion was dazzling, the lights intertwined with dreamy colors, and there seemed to be people in every room, as if a grand aristocratic ball was being held.

Tanis stood in the middle of the garden with a blue face. His spiritual sense told him that the mansion in front of him was empty.

It just looks and sounds like there are people everywhere here.

Quiet yet lively, warm yet terrifying.

This scene is so unreal.

It gave Tanis and the knights around him a chilling feeling.

"Wait! Tell the people behind you not to rush in!" Tanis shouted.

The order was passed back through the servants' tunnel.

But there were crowds of people in the passage, and the knights and priests continued to enter without realizing it.

One, two...five...dozens...

Barons didn't think about going back to the passage to yell at these ignorant guys. As soon as he took a step, there was an invisible resistance at the entrance of the servant passage, which bounced him back.

At this moment, Tanis and he broke into a cold sweat at the same time.

They knew that they had entered an unknown world.

(End of chapter)


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