"I'll say it one last time, hand over those who have the ability to shoot at ordinary people, and let me bring them back to the association to deal with, otherwise I can only use strong means!"

Alger stood in the middle of the many members of the Black Street, the big sword pen in his hand was really aimed in the direction of the bosses, and the smooth and sharp sword body was sharp, refracting a dazzling silver light under the moonlit sky.

"Hehe, Mr. Alger, even though you are a member of the Witch Hunters' Association, you can't falsely accuse the members of the Black Street of doing it. ”

"But since the incident happened in the jurisdiction of the Black Street, we do have the responsibility of unfavorable supervision, and today the boss of Hande has violated the law first, so it is better for you to stay with Mr. Alger, right?"

The chubby boss looked at a tall and thin man with a monocle, and Boss Hand snorted coldly and broke his neck.

"Then I'll take my leave, and I'll see you tomorrow night. ”

The chubby boss took off his hat and nodded slightly to Alger and Hand, and turned to lead his men away quickly, while the other bosses also turned around, or disappeared into the alley, or left in a steam car.

"Hey, you hateful bastards!"

Alger didn't expect to be treated with such cold treatment at all, and was very dazed, but as the members of the dark street on the street became fewer and fewer, and only the boss of Hande was left, Alger finally found a person to vent to.

"So you're staying with me to find the violator?"

"Let's go, let's go out of the city to settle it. ”

Boss Hande walked straight out of town, and Alger frowned and followed.

Anyone with special abilities cannot fight in towns and other places where all populations gather, as a rule that has been handed down from many, many years ago in the mysterious world.

Hardly capable people will break this rule unless they are insane.

Two figures quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

The chubby boss didn't push this matter out and everything was fine, he quickly gave the task to the capable people behind him after turning two blocks.

"Immediately use all your strength to find out to me as quickly as possible, which person with unknown abilities dares to kill ordinary people within the influence of the street, and leave such obvious evidence. ”

"Although there are only three possibilities, lawless lone rangers, those who have been deliberately sent by other organizations to divert the attention of the Witch Hunter Guild to our dark streets, or those who have just awakened their powers. ”

"But no matter where he comes from, I'm going to find him out for me!"

"Yes!"

A dozen capable people behind him responded quickly, and then quickly dispersed.

The other bosses reacted almost in the same way, and in a moment, the able-being of unknown origin had become the most wanted person in Makhnora City.

And at this moment, this person of unknown origin is lying in a high-end hotel next to the street, with crisp breasts and beautiful legs......

In the cold basement, a standing human body has been in the same position for an unknown amount of time.

A finger twitched suddenly, and it was the brain that was sending a signal as if to determine if the man was still alive.

Bill was alive, of course, but he was a little stiff, and he felt a lot of cold in his blood, slowing down the blood flow, and he needed to get used to it.

Snore......

There was a wail in his stomach, a fierce hunger pang calling out to the man who had been stiff for a long time, more fingers twitching and twitching, and Bill regained the feeling of control over his body.

"That's the end of it?"

"And then, what did I get?"

With a slight frown, Bill moved his ankles twice and walked to the already tattered iron box.

There was nothing in the iron box, only an inky irregular lens, to put it more succinctly, it was a small black stick.

The little black stick is only the length of a phalange, and its weight is lighter than that of an iron block of the same volume, with a cold and slippery touch.

"A pure black crystal, is it a special ore?"

"Or is it the cold fog that Williams wants?"

Bill was even more confused, he felt something familiar to the thing, but he didn't know where he had seen something like it.

Leaving the basement with the little black stick, his mind quickly thinking about the relationship between the two things.

Back in the study, he still had no clue.

The twelve pinion robots were still standing quietly on the table, and the windowless room was in the middle of the second floor, next to the master bedroom and bathroom.

"Just now those black mist ran into the shadow space, and it seems to have made a pact with the shadow and the black blood that it will not attack me again. ”

"So can I control the black fog?"

Pulling out the leather black and white tiger chair and sitting down, leaning back in the comfortable chair, Bill was skeptical of the speculation.

The little black stick was placed on the desk at random, and his consciousness reached the inside of the shadow space to observe the black mist, which was extremely quiet in the shadow space, entangled with the slowly flowing shadow marks.

"Let's try it and see how far we can go. ”

The dark circle appears in sight, and attempts to summon the Black Mist using the Black Blood, but the Black Mist is not intrinsically connected to Bill.

He could only feel special fluctuations in the shadow space, sometimes violently trembling at high frequencies, sometimes coming at low speeds and gently, as if ......

The emotions of the black fog?

"Hehe, are you just an angry ball?"

"Okay, try something else. ”

He pinched the little black stick again and slowly injected the power of shadow into it, without any resistance, and the little black stick did not change in the slightest.

The black mist finally gained traction, and after leaving the shadow space, it turned into a wisp of black smoke, and together with the power of the shadow, it entered the pond that seemed to never be filled.

When they filled the little black stick at the same time, a strange sensation came from his fingertips, and Bill actually felt its excitement and lowness, and felt the emotion.

Soon, all the black mist was transferred from the shadow space to the little black stick, and the little black stick was surrounded by a faint mist, stopping the power of the shadows, and Bill planned to observe the black mist in a different way.

The Shadow Eyeball reappeared after a few days, and it jumped out of the ground and quickly climbed up Bill's body to a high place, looking curiously at the little black stick.

"Hehe, are you curious too, curious about where it came from. ”

"You should help me tell it that I will never be its enemy, but its master. ”

Bill spoke to the shadow eyeball, which seemed to understand and swooped into the little black stick, this time Bill closed his left eye, and he saw that the black stick was very much like a kind of container, the dwelling place of the cold black mist.

The black fog continues to vibrate in the black sticks, like the screen protector of an old-fashioned computer, cluttered and in fixed patterns.

When his gaze connects to the outer shadows, Bill sees this black fog of unknown origin, and suddenly recalls the feeling that he has become a non-human with no actual three-dimensional or even unknown existence.

Having experienced it a few times firsthand, he still remembers the unfathomable wonder, which at first closed as if everything was gone, and he was all he was.

And when Bill realizes that he is real and alive from all kinds of tangled, painful, and uneasy confusion......

He was enlightened.

Bill finally understands the state of the Black Mist.

"It's just a group emotion now, but it will eventually give birth to life. ”

"Same as me. ”