The mission failed. This was Daniel's report to his superiors after returning from the disaster area.
They failed to stop the cultists who suddenly appeared, failed to bring back even a single cultivator, and lost five investigators.
For this failure, Dardaniel has an unshirkable responsibility. Not to mention being promoted, he will also face punishment.
When he came out of the gate of the Police Bureau, his face was extremely gloomy, and the face of that mysterious woman appeared in his mind.
Not the one painted with weird patterns, but the woman with fair skin and beautiful appearance who appeared at the end...
He always felt that the woman's profile looked similar to that of a certain person.
But in his memory, someone must have been disfigured. Only half of the face's skin was intact, and most of his body was as black as charcoal. How could he be so white and delicate?
"There must be something wrong with it." Daniel kept this in mind, then wrapped himself in his windbreaker and walked across the road in the strong wind...
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Information about the mysterious cult was exposed to the Velen Inspection Bureau.
The clues brought back by Daniel made the Yodun authorities clearly aware of the seriousness of the problem.
After conveying the information to the higher authorities, the Velen Police Department ordered the Yotun branch to launch a comprehensive search of the entire city.
On the surface, it is to eliminate cult members, but in fact, it is to covet the value of those fanatical ghost fires.
The so-called growing place can no longer grow any more death-resistant items, so how much are the items taken away by the cultists worth? No one knows.
The presence of police officers in the streets and alleys has once again made people in this suffering city panic.
The picket team has not yet been disbanded, and the Velen Police Bureau has begun a city-wide manhunt.
Abigail was at the window sill, raising the curtain with one foot, staring coldly at the noise on the street.
Today she was wearing a black tight top with a string of crystal necklaces on her chest, a pair of white tight-fitting trousers on her lower body, and high leather boots that almost reached her knees.
All in all, when any man faces such a body, he will be impressed by its graceful figure and charming appearance.
Just like Gaton Hawkins sitting there, even though he has already reached the age of 61 and has a large family of children and grandchildren, he is still attracted by the beauty of the writer lady in front of him.
"Miss Herman?"
He stared at Abigail's side face and swallowed. The Information Agency official who was accustomed to big scenes still moved his buttocks uncomfortably.
Abigail turned around and looked at the other party: "Do you accept my proposal?"
"Of course...of course!" Mr. Gatton responded hurriedly, "I will definitely keep my promise!"
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This official of the Jotun Press Agency was almost fatally tortured to death not long ago. Thanks to the fanatical ghost fire given to him by Abigail, he recovered and was able to continue to enjoy status and wealth.
However, the price he needs to pay is to keep any secrets about Abigail and help promote her literary works.
Abigail submitted several manuscripts to him, requesting him to publish them in the latest newspaper in Yorkton. They should not be as obvious as the headlines, but should be visible to ordinary citizens.
For the sake of the original agreement, Gaton firmly agreed.
Abigail was very satisfied with this. After chatting for a while, Mr. Gatton left Abigail's residence.
But as soon as he took off, a strange shadow appeared behind Abigail.
He was wearing a strange black cloak, with a distorted and deformed face under the hood.
The weirdo spoke some strange language to Abigail, and Abigail understood it and learned about the recent search of Yodon.
She has already hidden all the believers in a safe place, and they will definitely not be found in a short time.
So this is not the biggest problem. For Abigail, the biggest problem is that the disappearance of those fanatical ghost fires has caused their secret cult organization to lose its source of funding.
This former believer who came to report confirmed that the Inspection Bureau had not obtained the batch of fanatical ghost fires, and that we had still not been able to find the whereabouts of the items.
Therefore, Abigail decided to find it herself.
It was still too dangerous for the Old Believers to wander outside. Unlike herself, the Old Believers received power directly from the Void Realm, causing their bodies to mutate and become half-human and half Void Realm creatures.
They cannot change their appearance, so they hide their bodies in large cloaks.
Since Abigail was promoted to the second secret agent of the Black Goat, she can change her body shape on her own and switch between the state of a human and a Black Goat cub.
Therefore, no one would doubt her identity even if she was walking on the street.
So she changed into a suit for going out and left the hiding place.
She originally wanted to enter the disaster area again to look for clues, but she encountered something strange.
Abigail was going to cross a street to go to the other side, but strangely found that the end of the street was a dead end.
She had walked this road several times and was very familiar with the surrounding environment. At the end of the road, a strange shop opened its door, and flickering lights came out from the door.
There were no other pedestrians on the quiet road, and the surrounding atmosphere was strange, giving Abigail a sense of familiarity that she had not seen for a long time.
She remembered something and felt particularly surprised, so she walked straight to the shop.
"Molan Bookstore..."
Abigail stood by the door with her mouth slightly open, looking at the exotic and mysterious lady behind the counter.
Today's Miss Moran has a different charm than in the past, especially her half-exposed shoulders.
The other person held his chin in one hand, with a smile on his lips, staring at Abigail who had just entered the store.
"Long time no see, Miss Reporter... you seem to have become more beautiful."
As if she had already had a premonition, Moran Tim, the mysterious female boss, was not surprised by Abigail's appearance after her recovery.
Abigail lowered her eyes, not knowing what to say.
However, Miss Moran's lazy finger pointed to the side, where there was a strange door behind the bookshelf.
"It's all inside, Miss Reporter."
After hearing this, Abigail didn't understand what it meant at first, but after only a moment, she came to her senses and guessed in her heart: Could it be that she was talking about the Frenzy Fire?
While still in shock, Miss Moran added: "I won't charge you for saving things for you, but I just want to remind you."
Abigail came back to her senses: "Remind me?"
Miss Moran yawned, stretched and said: "No matter how your appearance changes, whether it is beautiful or terrifying, weird or ordinary, I hope you make the right choice and don't forget who you are..."
Abigail seemed to understand. She pursed her lips, walked to the inner door, pushed it open, and stepped inside. Her eyes were completely dark.
After a long time, she adapted to the light and found that there were indeed many plants that looked like ghostly flames.
"It's the Frenzy Fire!"
Abigail was ecstatic. When she came out of the room, she found that the bookstore outside had long since disappeared, and she herself appeared at the entrance of a cave on a mountain for no reason!
The city in front of her looks so familiar, and her current location is actually on the mountain outside Yodun City...
