Moroka stood up, hunger making him dizzy for a moment. He had never left the legation these days, he didn't dare to eat the food and water sent by the city lord's mansion, and after eating up all the food he could find in the legation, he managed to survive until now.

"You have come to investigate the cause of His Highness Gatinota's death, and you are the only survivor of the legation in Lower Moraga, the bodyguard of His Highness. Moraga's voice was weak, and his face was pale.

Alec seemed to see that Moroka was not in good shape, and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Moraga, do you seem?

Moroja blushed a little, but did not answer.

The injuries left after the battle that day had long since healed, and even the bones of his left shoulder, which had been injured at the end of the day, had fully recovered with his strong physique. At this time, the state and face are completely caused by hunger.

Mitchell seemed to have thought of something, and seeing that Moroja seemed to be a little embarrassed, he was even more sure of his thoughts.

Mitchell hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth, and said softly to Alec, "I'm sorry, Lord Alec, Moroga shouldn't have eaten for a long time. ”

The three of Sandaril were not upset by Mitchell's words, but Moroka glanced at Mitchell with a complicated expression, and finally nodded at him.

Shandaril took out the food and water prepared in the spatial ring and handed it to Moraga. Moroga was not polite, and after quickly eating three times the food of ordinary people, his face was much better.

Sandariel repeated what he had said to Orion's people again.

"Both parties have parties to the events of that night, so when we ask, you can answer, of course, only the parties who answer. Shandaril said again, motioning for Alec to get started.

Alec stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Moroga, where did you see the body of His Royal Highness the Third Prince?" ”

Moroja nodded, and led the group to the courtyard where they had temporarily lived.

As soon as he walked into the courtyard, Wolfley frowned. "It smells of blood. ”

"This is the place where His Highness died, and at the same time there was a great priest of the Essapos Divine Kingdom, and it is normal to have a bloody smell. Shandaril glanced at Wolfrey and thought he was talking nonsense.

Who knew that Wolfley was still frowning, he shook his head and said: "I'm afraid it's more than two people, although the smell of blood is very weak, but it is definitely not caused by two people." ”

Moroka frowned slightly, just in time to be seen by Alec, and he asked, "Lord Moraga, is there anything wrong?"

Moroja frowned and said, "His Royal Highness the Third Prince and His Excellency the Grand Priest did not have any wounds on their bodies, they died from broken necks. ”

Both of them died with their necks broken, so there were no wounds left, and no blood flowed out, even the arrow wounds left by the third prince before had already stopped bleeding on the way back. How can there be a strong smell of blood?

Wolfry shook his head, and suddenly the muscles on his face squirmed, and as countless black hairs burst out from all over his face, the upper and lower jawbones began to protrude and change forward.

In the blink of an eye, Wolfley was transformed into a monster with a wolf's head and a human body.

Wolfley's transformed wolf head is not the same as a normal wolf head. The upper and lower jaws are huge, like a crocodile, and the two eyes on the forehead are squeezed to look a little smaller.

The inside of the mouth has huge dagger-like teeth that look extremely penetrating.

Although Wolfrey is not completely beastly, so the wolf head that only changes is much smaller, it is still much larger than the proportion of normal wolf-like beast-like talents, and it looks somewhat comical.

But seeing the sharp huge mouth that can bite people in two in an instant and the brutal cold light in the pair of small eyes still made everyone feel chills.

Wolfry sniffed hard with his black nose, cracked his jaw, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "This smell is mixed with at least the different blood smells of hundreds of people, so many that I can't tell how many there are." But there was definitely a massacre here, and never out of this courtyard. ”

After saying that, Wolfley shook the huge wolf's head again, and the skeletal muscles contracted for a while, and they changed back to their original ways again.

Some people who had never seen the beast-shaped talent of the beast shape suddenly felt a burst of infiltration.

Shandaril didn't smell anything himself, but he knew how bright his friend's nose really was.

"Where is the smell of blood? Take us there. ”

Shandaril thought it was strange and decided to look into it from there.

The group followed Wolfley to the backyard of the annex, where he pointed. "There should be no doubt here, there are obvious traces of tidying up here, but the smell of blood still remains in the air, and it shouldn't be more than ten days. ”

Alec's hands were stretched out and his fingers were spread out, and a strange energy fluctuation was faintly emanating from his body.

"Count the gold!"

As Alec whispered, countless tiny golden points of light suddenly lit up in the entire courtyard, as if fireflies were fluttering in the sky.

"Gather Souls!"

With the second sound, countless points of light that filled the courtyard began to gather, and after a while, they converged together, forming a golden scene.

The countless points of light in the courtyard converged into countless golden human figures, these figures were so clear that not even a single hair was lost.

"This!this?!"

Everyone looked at this scene in shock, not only surprised by Alec's hand, but also shocked by what they saw in front of them.

At first glance, there are at least four or five hundred people in this courtyard, densely occupying all the perspectives of everyone. Among them were men and women, old and young, but all of them were naked, and they were all fixed around the crowd.

All the golden figures undoubtedly had a look of horror on their faces, as if they had seen something that terrified them.

"Jax, Nomanor, Freisato...... How could it be them?" Moroka had long forgotten his promise, and when he saw the lifelike golden figures in front of him, his mouth opened wide in horror, and he couldn't help but blurt out their names.

"Who are they?" asked Shandariel, frowning.

"They were the officials, guards, and attendants of the legation, and the three princes said they had all left, but Orion's city guards had investigated and said that they had not left the legation. At least no one has ever been seen again in the city of Tamuya. ”

Moroka muttered, his mind was confused, he had vaguely guessed that they should all be dead, but now seeing the frightened looks on these people's faces, he couldn't help but feel some resentment slowly growing in his heart.

"Flowing Soul!" Alec spoke again, the strange fluctuations on his body changing again.

At the same time, in the exclamation of everyone, these golden figures also began to move as if they had come to life.

No sound came from their mouths, but they felt their cries, their anger, their fear, their despair.

They cried, hidden, cursed, and even knelt on the ground praying. But the ensuing scene is becoming more and more eerie.

"What's going on?" said Wolfley, surprised, with a puzzled look on his face.

Between them, these lifelike human figures emitting a faint golden light rose into the air one by one, as if their big hands lifted them to the sky.

Then a strange scene appeared, in the frightened expressions of the golden humanoids, one by one their hands and feet were broken, and even the entire body seemed to be forcibly torn to pieces by an invisible monster.

It seemed that someone tried to escape the courtyard, but after running a few steps, they were pulled back out of thin air and torn in half in the air.

A clearing gradually opened in the middle of the courtyard, and there was no human figure here, as if an invisible monster occupied this small courtyard.

Gradually, the stumps and severed arms of all the golden figures spread all over the place, and as the strange energy fluctuations on Alec's body disappeared, the gold all over the ground gradually spread, and they wandered away again in this gloomy courtyard.

"What's going on?!"

"Something seems to be slaughtering them?!"

"Could it be that there is an invasion of demonic beasts? no, it is a herd of beasts!"

No one knew what had happened here, and even the user of Alec's ability had a shocked look on his face.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Alec said in a hurried tone: "A person's soul will constantly produce fluctuations in various soul powers such as spiritual power, and these powers will remain in place for a period of time. I can bring them together at once through my abilities, form the form of their original masters, and even be able to repeat their experiences. ”

"It seems to be a bit similar to the legendary time magic?!" Franklin, the vice president of the Imperial Academy, said thoughtfully.

"It's different, these unconscious soul energies can only repeat their movements, but nothing dead will be manifested. That's why they don't have any clothes. And the scene does not show any changes in this courtyard, not even footprints are left. Alec shook his head.

"I see, but this is also an advantage, at least if the other party has any disguise, it will also be under your ability. But what kind of attack did they suffer, and I didn't see any attackers?" said Franklin, thoughtfully.

The crowd began to talk about it, as if they had forgotten what Cindaril had told them to do. I can only blame everything that happened here is too confusing.

Alec used the abilities of "Counting Gold" and "Gathering Souls" again, and he was going to take another look to see if he had missed anything.

Shandaril was always frowning, and he couldn't care about the noisy discussion behind him at the moment. Wolfrey walked around the courtyard with more interest.

Suddenly, Wolfley pointed behind the group.

"Who's that guy?"

It was a place that no one had noticed, and it was behind the door when they entered the compound. There was also a golden figure standing there, with a bloodthirsty smile on its face.

"Dazemo?!, how could it be him?" exclaimed Moraga.

Nuka and Mitchell also frowned, they also knew this powerful desert warlock.

"Who is he?" asked Sandariel as he turned to the stunned Moraga.

Awakened by Shandaril's cold voice, Moroka hurriedly replied, "His name is Dazemo, and he is a desert sorcerer, a guard sent by the Great Master to protect the archpriest Andyeb. He was also one of those who participated in the battle that night, but he didn't know where he went, and His Royal Highness the Third Prince didn't tell me where he went. ”

After receiving the task and notice, the three of Shandaril rushed over directly, in order not to affect the investigation of themselves and others, they did not immediately ask what happened to these parties.

But when they entered the legation, they knew that it might not be that simple. If it was just to assassinate a royal heir, how could he burn down most of the entire legation?

Things are getting more and more complicated, and Shandaril thinks that the investigation of the real culprit should be put on the back burner, and it is better to learn some information from these people first.

Wolfry smiled and said, "Hehe, it seems that these people were killed by this guy, what a ruthless character! I don't need to look it up, it must be this ......."

"Shut up!" Before Wolfley could finish his sentence, he was glared at by Shandariel.

Wolfley pursed his lips, knowing he had said the wrong thing. If this desert warlock named Dazemo did it, at least it would leave traces of the spell, after all, the spell is controlled by mental power, and it will be activated under the effect of "Dian Jin". However, nothing was found in the courtyard.