Annan had also thought about what kind of mysterious country the legendary Theocracy built on top of the clouds would be.
Unexpectedly, the first time I saw the scenery of the Theocracy was in someone else's nightmare...
Although the name is "Theocratic State", the technology here is actually quite advanced.
Annan could see steam airships hovering in the sky; there were tricycle-like vehicles on the streets that could move quickly without horses; something was being transported to every household in the golden and silver pipes.
Some tower-like building shells are hollow, turning many complicated gears. Many huge pipes about one meter in thickness twist and snake along the building.
This looks much more prosperous than Noah...
No wonder Chinese people look down on people from other countries.
This is very reasonable.
With just one glance, Annan could confirm that there was a technological gap of at least two hundred years...
"--boom!"
At this moment, Annan suddenly heard a loud noise coming from the door.
It wasn't a knock on the door...it was like a drunken man kicking the door.
Annan immediately held his breath and turned his attention instantly.
But she didn't reflexively ask "who".
People who just knock on the door... don't need to ask about this kind of thing.
Rather, it would be better to pretend that you are not at home.
She closed her eyes and felt herself.
This body has mana, which is about the middle level of Bronze level. The school of proficiency is the command school. But she cannot use the spells of the incapacitation school...and Annan does not know the spells of the command school at all.
In addition, her body is too weak. Her reaction speed is very slow, and her body has no muscles - I am afraid that she has never learned to use a sword. Even if she is calculated mentally and unintentionally, she may not be able to successfully assassinate with this body.
But fortunately, there is a silver coin on the corner of the table.
Annan quickly grabbed the silver coin.
She noticed that the silver coin was polished to a shine - but she didn't look like she was short of money.
It seems to be often held in the hand...is it used for divination?
Does she also know the magic of the prophet school?
Thoughts were spinning, and Annan's movements did not stop while she was thinking. She hesitated slightly, took off her slippers, and carefully and quickly hid the shoes under the table.
Immediately afterwards, she ran to the wardrobe in the bedroom.
...No, wait a minute.
She hesitated for a moment, grabbed the upper part of the wardrobe, and jumped with all her strength.
Didn't jump on it.
"——Boom!"
There was another loud bang at the door.
Annan tried again and finally jumped up this time.
She worked hard to crawl inside - pushing the folded quilt to the outside and curling up.
Fortunately, she is very short, so she can fit into a very small wooden cabinet.
Then Annan carefully closed the closet door, and his breathing became long and very light.
"——Boom!"
Finally, the third loud noise came.
Several footsteps came from the door.
"Expand the recording ball!"
A man ordered.
The next moment, it was like approaching a stereo with a mobile phone.
A strong, "buzzing" noise sounded in the air.
There was a rustling sound, like a lot of insects crawling on the window; and a whisper like dozens of people whispering, echoing repeatedly in the air.
"The inner noise of the mind has fully unfolded, and the command spell has completed the blocking!"
Someone quickly answered.
The first voice whispered: "The target may not be at home, search carefully! But don't cause damage... Remember the original location before searching, and remember to restore it at the end."
"Don't live, I repeat, don't live! Let's do it when we meet!"
"Yes, Captain!"
Another voice sounded sparsely.
Annan frowned slightly.
...What are these people doing?
She originally thought that this might be a group of thugs attacking young women...but now it seems that they are specifically targeting the Order Wizard?
Not even capture, but direct killing?
why?
If it's about strangling the soul-stealing wizard or destroying the wizard, Annan can understand... The idol school can also understand it.
But did the wizard eat your rice or something?
They are just a group of wage earners, and apart from the practical ability to distinguish true names, poisons, curses, etc., bronze-level command wizards also don’t have much spatial ability to speak of...
On the other hand, blocking the command spell doesn't matter to Annan...after all, he doesn't know how to command the spell in the first place.
Suddenly, footsteps crashed into the room.
Annan immediately held his breath.
As expected...the visitor took a brief look at the bedroom and then directly aimed at the wardrobe.
He opened the closet violently with a bang, then immediately took a few steps back and pointed his pistol into the closet.
"Tsk."
He smacked his lips regretfully and closed the closet door slightly.
Just as Annan expected - the space above is too small, and it doesn't look like it can hide a person. But because of this, no one would think that there might be someone here.
"……Huh?"
But the next moment, the man made a confused sound.
Annan's heart tightened.
She reacted - the slippers under the table were found.
If you want to pretend that you are not at home, then you should put your slippers in front of the door.
However, when you don't know how many times it will take for the door to be knocked open... it is not a smart move to rush to the door rashly.
Maybe as soon as she ran over, the door from the other side was knocked open.
But there was no way, there was really no place to hide the slippers at that time... She also didn't expect that there would be so many people.
After all, she only heard the sound of a door being kicked.
If there was only one person, she could crawl here and use the transformation ability of the cursed "Last Work" to complete the counterattack unexpectedly.
But now it seems that there are at least four people.
Even if Annan can kill one of them, he will not be able to kill the remaining three. Instead, they may be directly blocked in this small room...
It's best to wait until they leave.
"hiss……"
The man fell into deep thought after seeing the slippers under the table.
He sniffed the air and wandered around the room with his gun in hand.
Annan shrank into a very small space, not even daring to take a breath.
After a while, a voice came from outside: "Have you found it?"
"No, she doesn't seem to be at home."
The man responded: "Go back?"
"oh."
There was a lukewarm response from outside: "Remember to recover."
Then the man began to resume his rummaging traces. When passing by the closet, he closed the closet door and completely blocked Annan's sight.
His footsteps quickly moved towards the outside of the door. Then Annan heard the sound of the bedroom door closing.
...Is this the end?
Annan was startled.
Also, not everyone can react so quickly and hide it like her...and maybe they will subconsciously ask "who is it"...
--wrong!
Annan's pupils shrank to the extreme in an instant.
he……
Why is it closing?
The original state of the bedroom is that the door is not closed!
The next moment, the closet was suddenly opened again.
There was no one in front of Annan.
Only a pistol with silver light and etched with curses was pointed at the small space above the wardrobe.
The man was hiding sideways on the side of the closet, pointing his gun at Annan through the quilt.
"Miss, could you please come out for a moment?"
The man's gentle voice sounded: "We are not hostile, we just want to ask you something..."
"……good."
There was a pause inside, and then there was a soft response.
--boom!
The next moment, the man slammed the closet door shut without hesitation.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
A girl's scream suddenly came from inside.
Without thinking, he fired repeatedly at Annan's position, while continuously retreating and shouting: "I found her, help me!"
The screams quickly subsided.
Soon, the sound of footsteps came.
The four people rushed into the bedroom, taking with them the ball that kept making noise. After entering the room, they fired continuously at the top of the closet without any communication.
There was no response here, but they still poured bullets into it very carefully.
Then, there was silence for another half minute.
There was no sound inside either.
"Let me take a look."
came the voice of the man who took the lead.
"No, Captain!"
Another young voice sounded: "I'll do it!"
The man walked up slowly and cautiously opened the closet door.
He was already mentally prepared to see the miserable body of a female when he opened the door...
However, all he could see was a tall middle-aged man with black hair, black eyes, strong muscles, curled up there.
His eyes were burning, burning with the fire of anger.
The bullets tore apart his shirt, revealing the white and strong muscles underneath. They made small craters on his body and were even embedded directly in the skin of his torso, unable to penetrate.
The next moment, a powerful fist came out and broke the young man's nose with one punch!
Like a fish leaping out - the powerful marble body jumped directly on the young man's chest. Annan's open big hand grasped the young man's head from the front, took advantage of the situation to push his head down, and slammed the back of his head.
On the ground!
Annan had already killed one of them as soon as they met.
He turned around and looked at the remaining three people with his burning eyes.
"David", who was always smiling, had an extremely cold expression at the moment.
"I hope you can give me an explanation."
Annan said calmly.
His left eye was shining with light—it was the cursed light of the silver level.
"...Sir, this is a misunderstanding."
Seeing this light, the middle-aged man in the lead was silent for a while and finally gave up.
He tried his best not to look at the man on the ground and whispered: "We have no intention of going against you, we are just collecting some materials at the order of our Lord..."
"Whose order?"
"The god of blackmail and promise-keeping, the Lord of patronage."
The man quickly responded: "He is the righteous god of a foreign country, the subordinate god of Sir Silver... They asked us for some of the spines of the Order Wizards. This is true."
His attitude is very sincere and does not look like he is lying.
...spine?
Another Philosopher's Stone?
Annan nodded slowly.
very good.
Everything is very reasonable.
He slowly walked towards the middle-aged man, his clenched fists slowly relaxing.
"--I see.
"But you attacked me for no reason and made me pay for that woman..."
Annan drawled a long voice and walked over slowly.
——To be honest, if you meet someone else, you might actually be deceived.
The Theocracy people probably don't know at all...the patron has never left Noah at all.
And it is obviously not May, and the asylum owner cannot communicate with people abroad at all!
The remaining three hesitated and subconsciously took half a step back.
Although Annan can't use any spells now, it doesn't mean that he doesn't have enough deterrence... After all, both David and himself are genuine silver-level players.
And they should all be ordinary people.
——What a weak fear.
But what she really fears is probably just "being hunted".
Annan walked up to the middle-aged man, and without any warning, he took out a silver blade from his hand and pierced the heart of the leading middle-aged man.
"But I, David, don't believe your nonsense!"
Annan grinned with a cruel smile and slowly pulled out the silver blade.
Looking at that terrifying smile, the remaining two people took two steps back in fear.
Although they had guns in their hands, they did not dare to confront Annan.
This is a silver-level transcendent—
But they obviously can't see it.
Annan's health... after being shot by them, was only 9% left.
In order to lure them into being deceived, Annan transformed into David after being shot. The purpose was to eat a few bullets and scream in agony to prove that they were really hit.
——Now there is a bullet embedded in his heart.
He could barely take a few steps without losing a piece of blood.
However, Annan had a villain's arrogant smile on his face.
It was this expression that shocked the two of them so much that they did not dare to escape or attack——