Coming out of Alkmaar's estate, Downing returned to the apartment, and he remembered a man in his mind, who was a good man, and there was no need for a good man to bury a wicked person, and he immediately wrote a letter for someone to send out.

Lucas comforts his sad sister. "Don't worry, Mace, just wait for a while, when the wind passes, Downing will definitely marry you, now you just need to sleep. ”

Mace came back from the manor, did not see Alkmaar, was stopped by Luke at the door, and naturally her request was not granted, for which she was sad all day, and with Lucas's relief she lay on the bed, thinking about the slut who provoked her, Taylor, no matter what, she had to kill this damn slut, vent her anger, and eliminate the only variable that would take Downing away from her, so that the waiting days could be more peaceful.

Coming out of his sister's bedroom, Lucas received an envelope from the servant, it was an invitation to hunt, with Downing's name on it, he had not gone out for many days, and now that his injuries were all healed, he was suffocated, and immediately secretly took his bow and went out of the door, and hurried to the edge of Erwin's forest.

When Lucas left, it was already late at night, there were no pedestrians on the street, no one in the rich area wanted to come out at this time, but a carriage was parked in a nearby hideaway, and Downing sat in the carriage and looked at the familiar apartment.

Soon after, the apartment was on fire, and Downing watched the fire engulf everything, a grim smile on his face, and he adhered to the credo that evil people must be punished.

The next day, the fire quickly came to an end, only Lucas survived and was heartbroken, but no one in the Alkmaar family cared, and people talked happily about it, saying that it was God who had sent a punishment to punish the people of the Alkmaar family, which was retribution, and even complained about why it was not Alkmaar himself who burned him.

The rumors about Downing are self-defeating, and no one believes that the person who bought the Alkmaar family's business will marry the Alkmaar family's ice beauty, and the business will not be affected in any way.

Wundt was already ready for a quick meal Alkmaar family's share of the business, but soon someone told the clever young man this message.

Font was dumbfounded, he never thought that this rumor would be dispelled so easily, and that AZ Alkmaar would sacrifice one of his family's right-hand men in order to keep his business.

"Wait, I've got to think of a clever plan to get the damned Downing to give up his business. Wundt scratched his hair, but he didn't have any good ideas for a short time. "Damn Downing, I'm sure I'll find your weakness, and the ultimate loser will be you, we'll see. ”

Late at night, Font had no good ideas, as if the former ally was invulnerable, and in that case he had to resort to some vile and dirty means.

And the source of those businesses was in the port of Gold Coast, and he had to take the rest of the people on a run, and when he came out of the apartment, Font and all his entourage immediately got into the carriage to the port of Gold Coast.

The cars were speeding through the night, the wind was howling, the stars overhead were all over the sky, and the stars were rarely seen in winter, and the journey from Blott City to the Gold Coast required a barren wilderness with only wild beasts, and even the merchants who traveled between the Gold Coast and Blott City would not easily choose to hit the road late at night, unless there was something urgent and needed to be risked.

The cold wind came through the window, blowing the corners of his coat and shivering, and Font looked down at the corners of his trench coat, and he noticed that there seemed to be a faint light in his arms.

Stunned, Font opened his trench coat and saw the source of the light in his arms, which was a crystal ball, a crystal ball that foreshadowed supernatural powers.

In this wilderness, the crystal ball lit up, which meant that a strange supernatural power owner was approaching, he took the crystal ball out of his arms and put it in his hand, the crystal ball was colorful and colorful, dark red indicated the wizard, silver white meant the paladin, purple represented the alchemist, yellow symbolized the mage, and the crystal ball appeared in four colors at the same time, which meant that there were four different supernatural power owners.

"It was the ultimate revenge of AZ Alkmaar for the reason he was stripped of his title. Wundt put the crystal ball back into his arms, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, folded it into a dove, and held the paper pigeon out of the carriage window, and a burst of colorful starlight fell on the origami.

As if it had a life, Origami waved its wings, broke away from Wundt's palm, and flew into the starry sky, looking at the paper dove that was gradually disappearing, Wundt smiled proudly. "Go ahead and inform my helpers so they can come as soon as possible. ”

When the origami disappeared, Wundt got out of the carriage and stood on the roof of the carriage, the cold wind rubbed against the skin like a sharp blade, the trench coat flew up, making a gurgling sound, and the bumpy carriage rose and fell, but the man on the roof seemed to be a part of the carriage, standing steadily, and he looked through the night at the shadows that were gradually approaching like ghosts.

Taking off the hat above his head, Font was blazing with a dazzling fire, the flames burned the young man's body wildly, illuminating the carriage, his flesh disappeared, and turned into a terrifying skeleton, which let out a piercing laugh that resounded through the wilderness, and the horses neighed after being frightened, and galloped wildly, splashing a lot of stones on the ground.

The back carriages quickly responded, and when they came out, they stood on the roof of the cars, and the more than a dozen horse-drawn carriages galloping on the field were full of people, and the ghostly figures chasing after them kept closing the distance.

As the distance got closer, the figures of the ghost chasers became clearer, it was a special carriage, the six horses pulling the carriage were shining with a dark red light, those horses had no flesh and blood, only skeletons, the undead carriage from hell, not running on the ground like ordinary carriages, but flying against the ground.

The carriage was a little damaged, as if it would fall apart at any moment, but that was an illusion, the ghost carriages from hell would never fall apart, they were stronger than anything else in the world.

When the mortal horses met the ghost horses from hell, they felt fear in their hearts, and the horses' legs were weak, and they swung their heads wildly, trying to break free from the reins and flee quickly, which made the carriage of Wundt and his party begin to slow down.

Close enough, Font whispered a witchcraft incantation, and the panicked horses finally settled down, followed their normal trajectory, looked at the good helpers in the carriage that followed behind, and gave orders. "Walden, it's time for you to make a move, we'll see if your weird stuff is really as powerful as you say. ”

Walden, an engineer, this is a special industry, as long as there is a mechanical aspect of mechanical engineering, it has to be designed by these people, of course, in addition to the civilian side, they also invent some items used to attack the enemy, although they are not supernatural power owners, but because of the engineer's terrifying weapon inventions, and even have the strength to surpass some low-level supernatural power owners, so they are finally organized in the category of supernatural power owners.

Walden, a low, muscultur, mustachioed man stood on the roof of the carriage, glanced back at the young master who had given the order, and roared in response. "Then keep your eyes peeled and see how those damned opponents fell out of the wagon. ”

The little man bent down and picked up a black stick from his side, filled it with some powder and a handful of projectiles, held the black stick, and brought specially made goggles, the special design of which allowed him to improve his eyesight at night several times.

"Bang"

The sound resounded through the wilderness, and Walden's body shook with the sound.

There are more than a dozen supernatural power holders sitting on the ghost carriage in the back, with different professions and different levels of badges, they are all supernatural power owners who depend on the Alkmaar family for their survival, and with Alkmaar using money to settle the constraints from the Holy See, they can use and research to improve supernatural power at will.

When the sound passed, a wizard with the Iron Raven Badge on the ghost carriage didn't understand what was happening, and his head exploded like a watermelon and fell off the speeding carriage.

The rest of the people in the ghost carriage were shocked, they had never seen anything like this before, it was terrifying to let a supernatural power possessor die at a distance of thirty meters, and it was even more unbelievable that no one could say what kind of supernatural power it was deadly.

When the engineer was classified as a supernatural force and was monitored by the Holy See, the rest of the supernatural power owners did not think so, thinking that this was an insult to their supernatural power group, after all, the engineer himself was just an ordinary person, so no supernatural power owner knew about this strange profession, and now naturally no one understands.

However, Wundt was smart enough to think that the Engineer must have some use if he was able to enter the supernatural community, so he kept Walden to provide financial support for his invention, hoping that it would one day be useful.

Walden saw someone fall from the ghost carriage behind him, and he smirked at the rest of his fellow occult power holders, blowing his mouth on the smoke from the head of the black stick. "See, whoever underestimates the engineer will pay a terrible price. ”

The occult power holders, who had previously had preconceptions about Walden the Engineer, immediately discarded their previous preconceptions and complimented them, and one asked, "Walden, what is this called?" ”

"Musket ......," Walden replied confidently as he reloaded the elixir.