"Where else do you want to escape?" The broad sword in Angerboda's hand was wrapped with pale flames, and the sword body was made of the afterglow of dusk.
The huge spirit body in front of her holds a bone sickle in both hands. There are faint golden patterns emerging on the dark gray tattered robe, neutralizing the seemingly unquenchable spiritual flame on her body.
"Chasing a powerful spirit creature in the spirit world is not a wise choice, especially chasing a spirit with the ability of 'apprentice'." The spirit shrouded in dark gray robes turned his hands, and the middle part of the bone sickle blade followed
It rotated, revealing strips of translucent insects that were constantly squirming and entangled, causing the aura of the spirit world to tremble.
Angelboda put her broadsword upright in front of her in caution, and an invisible barrier was built in front of her. It seemed that she could expand into a barrier of light at any time if she wanted to.
"Aren't you afraid of attracting Amon, or Zarath who has gone crazy?"
Angelboda, who was asking questions in a low voice, suddenly stopped talking. As if he had discovered something, his vertical eyes covered by the eagle-headed helmet slowly looked above him.
Although the spirit world itself has no concept of direction, for extraordinary people or spirit world creatures, they all have their own unique way to determine the coordinates of each node in the spirit world.
For example, the "Dread Bishop" of the Night Path is best at temporarily demarcating a space in the spiritual world, temporarily isolating it from the chaos, and serving as the home ground for its own battles.
At this moment, what covers the area around Angerboda is undoubtedly a 'secret' aura.
However, 'secret' and 'secret' are also different. They will have different flavors due to the different nature of the source of power.
In the eyes of Angel Boda, who has been with the "Secret" Holy Emblem all year round, the "secret" that is sealing this place is undoubtedly from the "Secret Attendant", a Sequence 1 fortune teller.
According to her own knowledge, there should be no soothsayer angels who are still active.
"You..." Angelberda's voice was slightly distorted for a moment, with rare hoarseness and choking.
But the huge spirit body opposite her didn't seem to be interested in listening to her question. It opened its arms and the entire bone sickle blade broke into two halves.
The coordinates of the spiritual world were quickly confused. In the visual picture, after a flash of snowflakes, Angelboda's figure disappeared instantly, as if it had never existed.
On a small island in the Sunia Sea, the nearly three-meter-tall knight stepped onto the rocks on the shore. After being stunned for a while, he accepted the new scene in front of him with relief.
She admired the rising sun on the Sunian Sea. The morning light spread all over her dark heavy armor, and with the reflection of the metal, it was like the coming of holy light.
"Grafting." Angelboda sneered secretly, and took off the eagle-head-shaped helmet on her head with both hands, revealing the light blue skin underneath and the absolutely eye-catching one-eye vertical pupil.
The Sunian Sea is covered with a layer of foam-like mist. The waves occasionally penetrate the fog layer and bring up a silver-white flying fish covered in golden light, causing the seagulls in the sky to cheer from time to time, echoing the stylish and soft waves.
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Thirteen hundred years later, the sound of the waves in Skanatos on the Sunian Sea is still there.
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After breakfast, Klein, who had gone home and had a good sleep, decided to go to the company.
He pushed open the door of No. 36 Zotland Street as usual, nodded slightly to the clerk on duty at the front desk in place of Roxanne, who had taken leave to see Cornley, and then walked through the cross-cutting obstacle familiarly, arriving at
In front of the captain's office.
He stared at the wooden door that he had knocked on many times and fell into silence for a moment, not knowing what to do.
After taking deep breaths several times, he finally plucked up the courage, knocked on the wooden door of the captain's office, and heard the familiar voice of "come in," but this time the voice was more tired and less deep.
Klein gently opened the door and cast his eyes on Dunn Smith who was sitting behind the table. He looked at his completely different image from before, with no surprise on his face.
Dunn had taken off his coat at this time, only wearing a white shirt and a black vest. He was holding coffee as usual and spreading the newspaper in front of the table.
It's just that although his eyes are still deep, they do lack the usual lively light. The black hair combed back on the high hairline is slightly withered, and the hard-lined face shows obvious haggardness.
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His empty gaze turned to Klein, who was caught in the door frame, and he regained the focus of his gaze. He opened his mouth and didn't say anything. He just raised his hand and pointed at the empty chair in front of him.
Klein did not shirk, and sat down opposite the captain naturally, unable to say anything for a moment.
The two of them maintained this strange atmosphere, with only the sound of Dunn sipping coffee coming from time to time.
"Captain, I just suddenly remembered that the demigod gave us the 'psychic' trait. I was a little confused at the time and didn't pay attention." Klein awkwardly touched his chin, not daring to stop his eyes on Dunn's face.
on the table, he could only stop at the newspaper on the table in confusion.
Dunn put down the coffee cup that had been raised to his lips, was silent for two seconds, and then suddenly said:
"I've put that attribute behind Charnisgate."
Phew, seeing that the captain was not shy, Klein tentatively asked the question he was most concerned about.
"Then what should we do about the demigod? Do we need to report it to the church truthfully?"
If you really tell the church, you think that the demigod who does not look like the Orthodox Church helped the Nighthawks team to eliminate the cultists. In the end, because he did not want to expose his actions, he took away a piece of equipment that was supposed to be kept behind the Chanis Gate.
Sealed Artifact, and even paid one with the corresponding characteristics as compensation... Klein can think of the most likely decision made by the temple, which is to remove one of the team members who participated in the operation.
One, they were all locked up behind the Chanis Gate to check whether they had suffered any hidden contamination.
Obviously, Dunn opposite didn't seem to think so much, or in other words, his long-standing status did not allow him to take so much into consideration. He actually nodded without hesitation and talked about his plan in a normal tone.
"I will truthfully report the whole story of this operation to the Holy Church, and will also cooperate with the corresponding investigation. Well, I can't be sure that you will not be implicated, but Cornley, he is not in good health now, and he was not in good health during the operation.
As he remains in a coma, he should not be questioned by the 'Red Gloves'."
"Don't be too nervous. I have already written down my dereliction of duty and misjudgment of the enemy in the corresponding report. You should not be subject to too much scrutiny."
Already reported to the Holy Church? Klein was a little confused about how to answer the call for a moment, but then he couldn't help but feel relieved and understood the captain's approach.
"As the leader of a night watcher team in the city, if the sealed object is lost and the power of the 'evil god' comes, the captain must report the specific situation to the temple as soon as possible." Klein quickly sorted it out in his mind.
Logic.
He raised his head and glanced at Dunn's eyes with light bags under his eyes. The heaviness in his heart became stronger and his lips moved.
"Has there been any reply from the church?"
"There is no concrete answer yet. The church has only given the most basic reply." Dunn licked his dry lips and continued, "They decided to transfer Cornley to a logistics staff first, and after he recovers from his injury, he will temporarily take charge of some safer areas.
task and will pay him a pension of 1,000 pounds."
"Is this the plan to make Cornley quit the Nighthawks?" Klein interrupted Dunn's words, his tone was a bit threatening.
Fortunately, Dunn knew that he was concerned about Cohen's future life and did not feel the discomfort of being contradicted, but his voice was still somewhat hoarse unconsciously.
"No, it's not that he quits, but he won't be allowed to stay on the front line anymore. He may be transferred to the corresponding police department to help handle the corresponding cases."
As injured and disabled low-sequence extraordinary people, it is no longer possible for them to cope with the dangers that may arise at any time, and it is also difficult for them to integrate into normal society. If they live as normal people, they will be monitored by official forces and even their own colleagues.
, so that it can be suppressed as soon as it gets out of control.
Fusac's God of War Church often uses similar methods to treat its disabled personnel, but because of Fusac's long-standing culture, no one will resist this kind of treatment. Instead, they will rely on "warriors" to bring
With his excellent physical strength, he actively went to the docks and forest farms to find a job as a porter.
Dunn looked at Klein who nodded slightly, took a sip of coffee, and added what he had just interrupted and left unfinished.
"As for the review mentioned by the church, they have not yet decided on the specific form in which it will be carried out. They will only appoint a senior deacon to follow the 'snoop' assigned to us and conduct a preliminary inspection at that time."
The temple didn't seem to think that the captain and I were contaminated. Do they know the true identity of the demigod? Klein was a little confused, but he still nodded to indicate that he understood and adjusted his sitting position in response.
"Team..." Klein looked up and wanted to ask something, but found that Dunn also opened his mouth, so he very politely gave the captain the chance to speak.
Dunn was stunned for a moment, then with a gentle voice, he ordered as usual:
"Fry is on duty today, but he went to cooperate with the police to deal with the corpse of the servant in Mrs. Sharon's house. Siga is still guarding Chanis' door. Go and replace her. She has been holding on for more than a day."
Klein frowned and responded without hesitation. He quickly left the captain's office and walked quickly underground, preparing to replace the already very tired Sika.
Then under the dim light, he saw clearly Sika, whose eyes were already distracted, and walked directly into the duty room outside Chanis' door.
This lady in her thirties, who was already out of her physical prime, shook her head vigorously, and did not leave her seat immediately. Instead, she looked at Klein, who had no obvious injuries, and asked urgently:
"Is Cornley okay?"
"Kenley is out of danger and is now resting." Klein quickly answered his teammates' questions, and then his words became hesitant, "That is, he has lost his left arm and may not be able to work in the Nighthawks in the future.
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There was no trace of joy on Xijia's face, which was about to rest. Instead, there was a wry smile, and he stood up staggeringly.
"As long as I didn't lose my life, I praise the goddess for not letting me receive such a heavy blow again."
She intentionally avoided some pain that no one wanted to recall, walked to the entrance of the spiral staircase with vain steps, and left the underground under the watchful eye of Klein.
Klein, who was left alone, stared blankly at the place where Sika had just left. He sighed, turned around and entered the duty room shrouded in gas light, and closed the door.