The 30-meter-long lightsaber penetrated directly through the door and people.
But there was no sound of flesh and blood being cut, only the unique sound of cloth being torn.
Stab!
Rags and sawdust were flying.
That figure appeared again.
The other party was standing about 5 meters away from the ward door and clapped his hands gently.
Bang bang bang.
Amidst the crisp applause, a wave of admiration sounded in the dark corridor.
"As expected of Sir Jason, the 'Ship-Destroyer'."
"You're so seriously injured, but you're still so alert."
The other party's voice was full of twists and turns, and also had a unique accent.
It's not something you're born with.
But to cover up.
Use accents and pauses to disguise the original voice.
Tread, step.
Footsteps sounded from the ward, and Jason's tall figure wrapped in bandages appeared at the door of the ward.
Click.
Jason raised his hand and pressed the light switch on the wall.
Suddenly, the light of the light bulb dispelled the surrounding darkness, and suddenly stretched Jason's figure to the limit, covering the floor in front of the uninvited guest.
This was originally where the opponent stood.
When the switch sounded, the opponent began to retreat.
Obviously, the other party does not want to be discovered.
"Is it still necessary to cover up?"
Jason stood at the door of the ward, looking into the darkness with bright eyes.
These eyes seemed to have already seen through the true face in the darkness.
But this uninvited guest didn't think so.
"Of course it's necessary."
"I don't like to stand in front of the stage."
"It's been like this since many years ago."
The other party let out a chuckle.
"Many years ago?"
"Before becoming Edward's butler? Or after becoming Edward's butler?"
"Mr. Fundilt."
Jason said calmly.
The voice was calm, but like thunder.
There was a rapid breathing in the darkness.
Even though it was fleeting, it was impossible to hide it for the two of them at this moment.
There was silence for about a second, and the uninvited guest in the darkness no longer avoided the light. He took a step forward and walked to a place where the light could shine.
A familiar face caught Jason's eyes.
No more tuxedos, no more white gloves or pocket watches.
However, the gray hair is still meticulously taken care of.
Coupled with the black clothing that resembles a hunting suit, Fundilt has a sharp look in front of him.
Especially when Findilt looked at Jason.
The gentle gaze in my memory has long become as sharp as a sword.
"When did you find out?"
Findilt asked in a deep voice.
The nasolabial folds are deeply sunken, making the other person's face look sharp.
"just."
Jason answered.
"just?"
"Is it because of the last 'strangeness' of that 'apostle' that made you aware of my existence?"
Findilt frowned.
He didn't quite believe that Jason could discover such an 'abnormality'.
Although such 'strangeness' does exist, it is almost impossible to 'discover' it, because it involves a lot of 'ritual' power.
Not only was he targeting the 'apostles', but he was also covering up himself.
More importantly, the two complement each other.
It's the kind of 1+1>2.
If Jason could really discover him in this state, there was no way he could have successfully planned it and he would have been discovered long ago.
"I fought with the 'Apostle', and I discovered its 'strangeness', but I am not sure that the 'strangeness' was caused by you. I can only be sure that someone is doing something wrong."
Jason said matter-of-factly.
This made Findilt even more curious.
Even the old housekeeper had such a curious expression on his face.
The sharp feeling became weaker under such curiosity.
"When was that?"
"You didn't say it was when I pushed the door open, right?"
The old housekeeper asked with a smile.
The weakened sense of sharpness completely disappeared under such a smile.
"I have a habit of thinking and reminiscing."
"Whenever something important happens, I think about it and recall what happened recently."
"Although most of the time, there is nothing gained, but occasionally there is something gained."
"After I just woke up, I also habitually thought and recalled, and then, I unconsciously thought of..."
"Edward."
Jason slowly said the name of this once famous figure in 'Cherry City', who could even be said to be the king of 'Cherry City'.
Facing his former employer and waiter, the old butler kept smiling and didn't say a word. He just stood there, quietly waiting for Jason to continue speaking.
"How did Edward obtain the 'mysterious side' power?"
"The records are very vague and no one knows what happened."
"It can only be roughly inferred that after spending all his wealth, he acquired similar 'mysterious knowledge'."
Jason relayed the information he had received earlier.
"What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?"
The old housekeeper asked in a confused voice.
"Of course not!"
"'Mysterious knowledge' is difficult to obtain. Even if we, as 'mystical people', want to obtain the corresponding knowledge, it is very difficult."
"And how difficult would it be for an ordinary person?"
"I had some guesses at first, but I also had a sense of neglect. As a 'mysterious person', I unconsciously ignored the real difficulty until I saw the pulsator."
Jason said, adjusting his stance.
He changed from standing upright to leaning against the door frame with his shoulders in his arms.
"The wave wheel is one of the most talented people I have ever met."
"Besides, he's very smart."
"The economic strength is also the top group."
"Compared with Edward, except for the slightly inferior economic strength, the rest is much higher. But even so, the process of Pulse Wheel obtaining 'mysterious side knowledge' is extremely tortuous."
"Even, to a certain extent, without my help, it would be difficult for Bo Lun to obtain the 'mysterious side knowledge'."
When Jason talked about the young man Bo Lun, his tone was very appreciative.
"What if it's luck?"
"Populator is bad luck."
"Edward is very lucky."
The old housekeeper retorted with some disapproval.
"Luck is also relative."
"Furthermore, from a probability perspective, the wave wheel should have better luck."
Jason shook his head.
"What's the reason?"
The old housekeeper asked.
"opportunity!"
"Edward lived in an era when the 'mysterious side' was not truly open to the public, while Pulsator caught up with the era when the 'mysterious side' entered ordinary people's view."
"Under such a premise, who is more likely to obtain 'mysterious knowledge'?"
Jason asked back, but his words did not stop. He continued: "So, Edward should have obtained the 'mysterious knowledge' through 'acquaintances', of course in the most normal way that he recognized, for example: the old butler discovered
Some special situation or something."
"Um."
"Edward has many acquaintances."
"There are more people close to me."
"I?"
"It's not my first choice."
"Why are you so sure it's me?"
The old housekeeper nodded first, and then continued to ask his doubts.
"Because, I have seen you kill people."
"Facing the killers sent by Pang Er, your clean and neat methods are still fresh in my memory, especially when you have always maintained a polite posture before. Such contrast and contradiction make me inexplicably familiar and make me think of
Got some guys.”
"And these guys?"
"Everyone is a 'venomous snake'-like character."
"Cold-blooded, vicious and cunning."
"I had a little doubt at that time."
Jason said, raised his head and looked at the old butler who was smiling across from him.
"What do you suspect?"
The old housekeeper asked.
"I wonder if you are acting!"
"Have you noticed my peeping already?"
"In other words, no matter who is peeking, you need to lead him to 'Edward'. Edward is the bait you throw out to attract attention, and escape and hide behind the scenes."
Bang, bang!
The old housekeeper applauded again.
There was admiration on his face.
"As expected of a 'ship-killer'."
Compared with the perfunctory praise before, the old butler's praise this time was much more genuine.
"So, I am doing something unnecessary?"
"My arrangement made you suspicious of me."
"You can probably guess what happens after that?"
the old housekeeper asked.
"You can probably guess it."
"You have always been for the 'apostles', right?"
"You need an 'apostle' to come."
Jason nodded.
"I'm not a believer!"
The old housekeeper emphasized.
"Of course you are not."
"A person who arranges such a 'situation' is not something that simple believers can do. You let the 'apostle' come just because you need the power of the 'apostle'."
"No different than those greedy guys."
"The only difference may be that your ambition is much greater than theirs."
Jason said, twitching his nose.
There was no familiar 'scent', so he couldn't help but let out a sigh.
"You seem disappointed?"
The old housekeeper was very concerned about this sigh.
"You probably don't know that the arrival of the 'Apostle' only lasts 5 minutes, right?"
Jason asked.
Suddenly, a coldness appeared in the old housekeeper's eyes.
"Those guys only have faith in that unknown so-called 'god' in their minds, and there is no more 'information' at all. I cut open several heads and couldn't find what I wanted."
"It just so happened that something happened on the ground at that time."
"Some 'invaders' have appeared."
"At that time they were still very far away and very vague."
"But in my opinion, this is an opportunity."
"So I 'acquired' Fundilt's identity, and I appeared next to 'Edward', and I properly 'guided' that fool to walk onto my stage."
"What happens next?"
"It's pretty much what you guessed."
"But have you thought about one thing?"
The old housekeeper laughed again.
"What?"
Jason asked cooperatively.
"Why am I here talking to you at length about these completely useless things?"
"I'm stalling for time!"
As the old housekeeper spoke, he raised his right hand, put his thumb on the middle finger, bent his ring finger and little finger naturally, and raised his index finger up, making a gesture that looked like a "1".
But it’s different from what ordinary people think!
One by one, complex ‘picture complex language’ began to appear on his fingertips.
Then, more ‘pictures and words’ appeared at his feet.
The words on his fingertips and feet glowed red almost at the same time.
As the two interacted with each other, an inexplicable power enveloped the entire ward.
Naturally, Jason is also within this range.
After doing all this, the old housekeeper spoke again.
"I need time to start the 'ritual'!"
"Then……"
"'Steal' the power you obtained from the 'Apostle'!"
The old housekeeper said, a smile appeared on his face again.
It's just that it's different from the warm smile before.
This time the smile became...crazy!
A huge smile appeared on the old butler's face, so exaggerated that the apples of his cheeks split. His pale teeth shone with a strange light, and his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.
"It's mine!"
The old housekeeper announced loudly.
Immediately, complicated words composed of "pictures and words" appeared at Jason's feet like a fountain, instantly enveloping Jason like a prison.
Then, the old butler pointed his finger at Jason.
Immediately, many "Pictures and Words" condensed together, like a ray of light, instantly connected to the "Pictures and Words" at Jason's feet.
After being connected together, this light turned into a 'chain'.
It wraps around the cage in circles.
Under the inexplicable force, it expands and shrinks, like breathing, more like sucking.
The old butler with a crazy face opened his arms.
He seems to be preparing for the peak of his life.
Then……
The expected power did not appear!
The old housekeeper was stunned.
He looked at the 'restrained' Jason and raised his arm again.
But, still nothing happened.
This made the old housekeeper completely stunned.
He really saw Jason bite off a piece of the 'Apostle's Halo', and in this 'stealing power' ritual he specially prepared for the 'Apostle', such power should have flowed towards him like a tide.
right.
But now?
Nothing.
This is impossible!
The ‘apostle’s halo’ can be said to be the foundation of the ‘apostle’s’ power.
Even if it's just a small piece, it's enough for him.
Let him achieve his goals easily.
As for the ‘ritual’ gone wrong?
That would be even more impossible!
He had tried this 'ritual' before.
He tried it on the 'Apostle's remains' he had found.
Even though the wreckage was only the size of a little finger, the power within it made him unforgettable to this day.
Let him change from a person with mediocre qualifications to become outstanding and powerful.
After trying such an improvement, he couldn't stand the daily practice at all, so he took advantage of the situation to make plans.
What went wrong?
Anxiety appeared on the old housekeeper's crazy face.
The 'ritual' of 'stealing power' cannot be maintained for any longer.
He must find the key point of the problem before that.
And at this moment, there were a lot of strange noises ahead.
Wow!
The chain suddenly made a strange sound, and a pair of broad, thick palms stretched out from the chain, slightly stretched to both sides, and Jason's figure was revealed.
He stepped out and walked out.
"How is that possible!"
"How can you get rid of the shackles of the 'Apostle Power'?"
"This is impossible!"
The old housekeeper roared, his eyes full of disbelief.
