The bus stopped, and Leon said goodbye to the little girl and got off the bus.

He strolled leisurely along the roadside, gradually blending into the hurried pedestrians, slowly putting his hands in his pockets.

After stepping into the Jindan realm, Li Ang's spiritual power reserves became more and more powerful, and in a single thought, the vast spiritual power spread throughout the city like a tsunami torrent.

His spiritual power spreads rapidly, and the radar is like a radar, irradiating all anomalous beings in the city and receiving their echoes, so as to obtain information such as target distance, distance change rate, bearing, altitude, intensity, etc.

In his sight, the sky above London was filled with countless fluctuations of power.

The handsome guy in the uniform of the London traffic police who is directing traffic is actually a werewolf full of wild restlessness;

Standing under the bus stop, a middle-aged man in a suit and carrying a briefcase with a distressingly high hairline is actually a bloodthirsty vampire;

Dressed in casual clothes and in groups of teenagers, they are a group of wizards who exude the fluctuations of chaotic sorcery.

Crowded together in the cramped city of London, these aliens are at once intertwined, always at the tipping point between chaos and order.

As far as the eye can see, London is completely an alien city, the magic capital of the earth.

"Hahaha, what is this? Hyakki's nocturnal walk on the banks of the River Thames? ”

Leon admired the spectacle, and in his eyes, the streets were no longer streets, but the veins of London's dying giant.

The glory of the sun never setting has long since become a dream, and the barbaric blood of the Anglo-Saxons has been completely invaded by the white leftist ideology, and has become bloated, weak, stupid and clumsy.

The contradictions within the mysterious world, between the mysterious world and the real world, and the contradictions within the real world are intricate, intricate, and intertwined.

If the former British Empire was able to suppress these problems with the thriving national power brought about by industrialization, then the current Britain reveals a breath of decadence and decay.

"If New York on the other side of the ocean is an urban hot-blooded drama that relies on superheroes to fight against supercriminals;

Then London here is where tens of millions of extraordinary people are quietly and completely integrated into society, silently changing the direction of Britain. ”

At a glance, Li Ang already had a general understanding, and the overall context of the fog capital gradually became clear in front of him.

"London needs a revolution, a great revolution of blood and fire, guns and magic, witchcraft and evil powers."

Leon muttered to himself, his spiritual sense unscrupulously scrutinizing London, the capital of England,

For those of low power, psychic detection is as trivial as a breeze;

But for those who have truly stepped into the extraordinary realm, the torrent of spiritual consciousness is too rough and arrogant, as if a guest has come from afar and kicked in the door, and no one is in sight.

The dragon that crossed the river did not suppress the head snake, and those powerful beings who were entrenched in all corners of London were like a black hole vortex that devoured everything, engulfing the spiritual power that Li Ang had emanated.

"Who's where?"

"Who disturbed my long sleep?"

"The breath of an outsider...."

Whispers resounded throughout the city of London, and before these powerful beings could use their means of detection, Leon's spiritual sense had long since dissipated, as if it had never existed.

Leon had gathered enough information, and he turned to go against the flow of people, jokingly giving his own comments.

"The temple is a small demon and the wind is big, and the king of the pond is shallow...."

Located on the north bank of the River Thames and right next to Trafalgar Square, Charing Cross in Westminster is bustling with people all day long.

On this important commercial street, there is only one shop that stands out.

The two-and-a-half-storey brick building is a bar, with a wooden sign hanging from the eaves of the door, which can be seen through the black dirt in the shape of a beer barrel.

The exterior of the bar is extremely cramped and dilapidated, with even a piece of glass missing from the Victorian-style iron ceiling lamp, and the candle flame inside emits a weak glow, which makes people worry that it will fall off in the next second and hurt pedestrians.

There is no doubt that this dilapidated bar is very contrary to the modern commercial style of Charing Cross, and what is even more surprising is that none of the pedestrians around him are curious about it, and they walk in front of it as if they don't see it.

According to Rebecca and Constantine, the two London land snakes, this is the Cauldron Bar, the entrance to the wizarding forces of London.

In order to prevent ordinary people from stepping into their world, these wizards deliberately set up a layer of "idlers retreat" spell outside the bar, so that ordinary people deliberately ignore the anomalous properties here.

Leon pushed the door open, his boots stomping on the dirty floor of the Leaky Cauldron without making a sound.

The interior of the bar was more decorated than it looked, with wizards sitting in dark corners, whispering at Leon, or drinking lukewarmly with wooden wine glasses, and some ericket old wizards with their heads bowed and strangely shaped meals on the wooden tables in front of them.

Toad offal, transparent insect eggs, goat eyeballs, these foods may not be impossible to make a delicious meal if placed in the hands of Guangdong chefs. But at the Leaky Cauldron Bar, the food is as original as possible, and it must be as close as possible to the British cuisine.

Leon watched as a witch hidden in a black robe showed her bright rosacea nose, sticking out her tongue to devour the flies flying above the plate, chewing carefully for fear of wasting a trace of protein.

Is this a wizard?

Li Ang smiled absently and walked towards the bar.

Tom, the proprietor, who was wiping the bottle, looked up, he was a thin old man, bald, toothless, like a dead body more like a living person.

"Orientals," said Tom gently, "there have been more and more Oriental faces in London lately. ”

"Oh?"

Li Ang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "In addition to me, what other Orientals are there?" Mind revealing it? ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a few gold coins called Golden Galleons from his pocket and slapped them on the greasy bar.

The gold galleon is a currency commonly used in the European mystical world, and the exchange rate with the British pound is set at 1:5, which is equivalent to nearly 8 US dollars, or 50 soft sister coins.

Tom's face didn't change, and with a slight sweep of his thin hands, the few gold gallons disappeared, "They call themselves the Ten Rings Gang, and they often appeared in Tumbledown Alley the other day.

If I were you, I wouldn't have anything to do with them..."

"The Ten Rings? I know. ”

Li Ang nodded thoughtfully, this was the first time he had received information related to the Eastern Transcendent.

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