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Chapter 243 Choice

The restlessness and uneasiness were unprecedented, and Abigail experienced the taste of staring into the abyss for the first time.

It's like standing on the edge of a cliff, with a dark vortex in front of you, and a life that is constantly collapsing behind you.

If you stop moving forward, you will be crushed by the wheels of the times, but if you take a step forward, you will become the ultimate terror that corrodes the world.

She couldn't give an answer right away.

"The relic statue of the Black Goat is in your hands. You can make a decision at any time." Sabrina took a few steps back, put on her hood again, stood with many old worshipers, and covered Abby.

I was surrounded.

That statue was indeed in the small bag that Abigail carried. It was not big and could be easily stuffed into it.

Probably not long after Moran Bookstore disappeared, Abigail suddenly received a cardboard package in the mail, with this sheep skull statue stuffed in the corner.

Because most of the items were previously confiscated by the Police, Abigail thought that the Police had returned them to her.

At that time, she was very surprised as to why the Inspection Bureau would easily send the statue back.

Later, she almost always carried the statue with her. When she contacted Mr. Yi, she learned the previous lesson and did not do it in a rental house. Instead, she sneaked to an unknown place and started.

Staring at the Old Believers and Sabrina in front of her, Abigail suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Did you take it out of the police station?"

Sabrina stood there quietly, her lips on her chin slightly opened: "Even within order, there are people who embrace madness, Embrace mgehye\u0027lloig, your inference is accurate and correct."



It was raining heavily, and two agents from the Inspection Bureau were walking on foot on the street.

Daniel was in front, and his colleague and subordinate was behind. Neither of them held an umbrella, and they were walking along the street shops in the heavy rain.

As a country that has lasted from the feudal era to the present day, many people in Greybairn are still relatively conservative in their thinking. At least half of the people in Jotun believe that men holding umbrellas are sissies. Therefore, no matter how stormy the rainy season is, many gentlemen

Refusing to use an umbrella is quite different from Secred.

Daniel and his subordinate are obviously conservative-minded "gentlemen".

When they arrived at the grocery store, they felt like they had been soaked.

"Inspector Martin, we should go back to the police station first..."

"No need, I can finish the job right away."

As soon as Daniel finished speaking, he ran into a group of pickets who had just come out of the grocery store.

"Take off your hat, sir, to prove that you are not Nippur..."

Before the other party could finish speaking, Daniel took out his golden Star Sword badge and pinned it on his clothes.

As soon as the other party saw this thing, his mouth seemed to be blocked and he did not dare to continue talking. He called other people and left the shop immediately.

That is the emblem of the Velen Inspection Bureau, which is very different from the emblem of the Renekton Inspection Bureau.

However, as long as the citizens of the empire recognize it, it represents the Privy Council and the royal family.

As soon as the "bandit team" left, the owner of the grocery store came over and said in a bad tone to Daniel and Da, "Oh my god, you guys are drowned. I have an umbrella seller here."

"It's okay, I need some soap powder." Dardaniel was very direct, and finally took out two copper pennies to pay the bill, and took a box of laundry soap powder from the boss.

"Where are we going?" The subordinates followed him back into the rain and saw Daniel opening the box, soaking the soap powder inside and sprinkling it into the air.

The shopkeeper in front of the shop looked at the customer with confusion and mentally labeled him as mentally ill.

As white bubbles appeared in the air, Daniel stared at them without doing anything. The bubbles formed actually formed a path that extended forward, as if they were guiding a certain direction.

If Mike saw such a scene, he would definitely think of the seer he met the night he escaped from Renekton.

Dardanelle used soap bubbles to show the path, while the previous man used wine.

"It rains so hard that other bubbles will be affected easily, but these bubbles will not."

Daniel called his subordinates, and the two of them followed the direction of the bubbles and found the exit of the drainage fence.

The bubbles floated inside. Without considering the consequences, Daniel directly opened the fence and followed the bubbles into it.

However, as soon as they stepped in, there was a roar in the sewer.

Only then did Daniel realize that it was raining heavily today, so he was frightened and hurriedly retreated.

As a violent current dispersed all the bubbles, the two agents narrowly avoided the impact.

"The statue is in the sewer?"

Dardaniel realized the strangeness of the path, so he used soap powder again to create bubbles.

But the strange thing is that the second time using the invisible technique to visualize the path failed.

Those bubbles no longer formed a guide, but were either floating upward or falling to the ground.

"What happened? Inspector Martin?" the subordinate asked in surprise.

Daniel's face was very serious under the wash of rain.

"You're right. It seems that my vacation has been ruined. I'd better go back to the Inspection Bureau for a meeting to discuss..."



At this time, at the gathering place of the Old Believers, Abigail had not yet realized that someone had almost used invisible techniques to track it here.

She also heard the roar in the waterway in her ears, and the water outlets around the platform were also pouring water here.

The water level under the corridor has begun to rise, and I believe it will not be long before this space is flooded.

But even so, the old worshipers had no intention of leaving. They were still waiting for Abigail's answer.

"I...I don't know..."

boom!

The water suddenly surged, and Abigail was startled. Before she could finish speaking, she hugged the leather bag in her arms and ran away.

"We welcome your arrival at any time, l\u0027 ymg\u0027 arrival..."

In the haziness, Abigail saw that all the worshipers of the past were scattered by the violent current.

Her eyesight went dark, and her body was sent to an unknown dark tunnel, drifting with the current.

The feeling of suffocation and death permeated her whole body, but when she was out of breath, something grabbed her arm and dragged her swimming in the sewer.

The surroundings are getting darker and darker, but gradually they are getting brighter and brighter.

With violent coughing, Abigail was sent to a higher place and emerged from the water.

She spit out the dirty water, took a big breath of air, felt the direction of the light with her eyes, and kept crawling up the damp steps.

Holding the sheep skull statue tightly in her hand, Abigail did not give up on it.

Finally, she arrived at an exit of the drainage channel. The twisted fence door was unlocked and was easily pushed open.

Outside is the artificial canal of Yotun City. The walls on both sides are thick and cold. There are still vehicles passing through the bridge above. The whole world is only cold gray.

“What determines who we become is not ability, but choice.”

Miss Moran's words came to Abigail's mind. The heavy rain was accompanied by lightning and thunder. She bathed in the rain, washing away the fragility of the past.


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