"Oh my God, what's wrong with you, young master, this is already the last steak in the family!"

The Hayworms house, the kitchen, and the Greek maid looked at Thor in a state of gluttony in shock.

In this moment's effort, Thor has consumed three days' worth of food at home.

"Not enough, a little, a little!"

Thor was out of focus, clutching a steaming steak with both hands, gobbling it up.

It was almost a piece of a tooth torn off, and as soon as the throat moved, it was swallowed without the action of chewing.

"Young master, are you okay, are you sick?"

The maid was already worried.

After devouring the steak, Thor staggered past the maid, opened the kitchen locker, and ate a dozen or so eggs raw before he gradually regained his senses.

Looking at the messy kitchen and the frightened maid, Thor couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Looking down at the wound on his wrist with only a white mark left, he sighed:

"This magic is strong enough, it doesn't need magic power, it only needs blood sacrifices, but the sequelae are a trouble!"

In fact, the statement of sequelae is not accurate, to be exact, it is "sacrifice".

Sacrificial magic - totem wheel, the human body attributes are "embodied" as "strength, agility, perception, and physique".

This magic power is a "kicker" attribute!

It is an adjunct of Mayne Corida's study of the Barente snake ring process, which is based on the sacrifice of the tribe's indigenous deities.

The difference is that this magic delays the "sacrifice", that is, first gaining power, and then making up the sacrifice.

Thor fixed the sacrifice as "food".

Theoretically, there is no limit to the power of this magic trick, as long as it can be supplemented with a matching sacrifice!

Of course, the stronger the power in the magic, the higher the value of the sacrifice.

Mayne Corida hadn't used this magic trick before, as he was already an official magician, and the cost of using the Totem Wheel was too high to be worth it.

However, with the conditions that Thor now mastered, this magic trick was the most suitable for him.

In fact, with his foundation, he can only complete this half-magical, half-totemic sub-magic.

It took a great deal of effort to reassure the maid, and to help with the clean-up, that the maid calmed down a little, and promised not to tell the Hayworms.

Thor was tired of showering, and had just laid down to rest, when someone came to visit, and his parents were not there, so the maid had to let him come down to receive him.

Slightly irritated, he went downstairs, and Thor was ready to send someone away.

However, after going downstairs and seeing the comer, Thor was a little surprised: "Why is this person?"

Downstairs in the living room stood two men in police uniforms.

In the front was a young patrolman with hair and freckles on his face, and in the back was an old sergeant with a badge on his shoulders.

The young patrolman was the one who went to the ward to question Thor on the second day of the assassination.

Thor suddenly remembered the strange look in this person's eyes that day, and suddenly his feet slowed down.

Secretly adjusted his mentality, only to greet him with a smile, and said, "Officer Wayne, why are you here?

Wayne, the red-haired patrolman, smiled shyly and said, "No, we're here to visit you." ”

As he spoke, he turned to the sheriff behind him, "This is Sheriff Carter Warne, Sheriff of Quill City, and we want to ask you something." ”

Thor remained silent, with a curious expression on his face, and asked suspiciously: "The information about the assassination, I know everything I have already said, what else do you want to know?"

"It's not about assassination"

The Sergeant Carter stepped forward and spoke, no emotion on his wrinkled face:

"It's a little thing that happened on the streets of Sycamore. ”

The red-haired Wayne immediately took a respectful step back and gave up his position, allowing Sheriff Carter to face Thor.

Carter pressed one hand on the holster at his waist, his body standing straight, his eyes calm.

Thor felt an invisible pressure.

Carter took out a small notebook, opened it, and asked seriously:

"On August 7th, just a month ago, have you ever been to Wutong Street and entered a small shop?"

Thor thought for a moment and said:

"I thought, well, a month ago, yes, I joined the school archery team and wanted to buy a proper bow. “

"The coachman told me that there might be one in Sycamore Street, so I went. ”

"At that time, I seemed to have entered a few shops, but there was no suitable bow, so I left quickly, and the time I stayed on Sycamore Street was only ten minutes. ”

"What's going on on Sycamore Street?"

Carter's eyes remained on Thor, motionless, and when Thor finished speaking, he said, "That little shop has collapsed!"

"Which shop are you talking about?" Sol wondered.

"The shopkeeper mysteriously disappeared, and only a puppet was found in the ruins,"

Carter didn't bother to respond to Saul, and continued to himself, "We suspect that the owner of the shop has something to do with the cult behind the recent terrorist attacks!"

"Cult, aren't the attackers of the Greek origin?"

Thor asked, as if curious, with a worried look on his face, "I'm afraid my mother will be scared again."

"You haven't been in that store?" Carter asked unceremoniously.

"I'm sorry, I'm not impressed, the shops there are all similar, I don't know which store you're talking about?"

Saul didn't seem to care about Carter's rudeness, and replied calmly, "Why don't I go to the scene with you to have a look?"

Carter looked at Saul for a while, put away the small notebook, nodded to Saul, and said, "No need, excuse me." ”

Then he beckoned the small patrol officer on the side to go outside.

Before leaving, the little patrol officer smiled apologetically at Saul and said embarrassedly: "It's been really messy lately, Sheriff Carter is a little impatient, I'm sorry." ”

"Hey, where's the guest?"

The chubby maid walked into the living room with two cups of black tea and looked at the empty living room in surprise.

"Said it was very busy, and left. ”

Thor casually coped and turned to go upstairs.

......

Outside Hayworms' house, the little patrolman asked, "Sergeant Carter, does this teenager have anything to do with the terrorist attackers?"

"Nope. Carter walked in front with his head bored.

The little patrol officer breathed a sigh of relief and said lightly: "That's good, after all, it's just a 16-year-old student, and it will definitely not be an unforgivable criminal." ”

"But," Carter suddenly paused, and said in a condensed voice, "This boy is not simple!"

"Why?" the little patrolman wondered.

Carter glanced at the little patrol officer and said coldly: "You said it was a 16-year-old student, but have you ever seen a student with such a clear mind and such a calm mind?"

The little patrol officer suddenly realized.

"Sheriff, why aren't you leaving?"

"I'm waiting for you to get in the driver. ”

"Oh, I forgot you don't know how to drive. So where are we going now?"

"Church of the Holy Spirit!"

The two took a small car, crossed Gangcheng Avenue, entered Beicheng District, and gradually drove into a chaotic and dilapidated neighborhood.

The northern district of Quill is home to a large number of Hills, with dark-skinned Hills and strange accents.

Although the Greek riot caused by the assassination a few days ago has been suppressed, the North Side has fallen into complete chaos.

Everywhere there were wandering Greek youth, everywhere there were angry speakers, everywhere there were scenes of chaos after the riots.

In the entire North District, there are no other people of any color.

Wayne drove the car in fear, slowly moving forward under the wary eyes of the Hills around him.

"Sheriff, why did you say that the Church of the Holy Spirit in Güell City was moved to the North End, now ordinary people don't dare to come to the church except for the Hispanics. ”

Carter didn't answer, his eyes stayed outside the car, not knowing what he was thinking.

When a white, spired church came into view, Wayne finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I didn't want Sheriff Carter to pull the car door open, drop the phrase "wait here", and strode towards the church.

Only the little patrol officer was left crying and shrunk in the car, looking around in horror.

Carter held the holster on his waist with one hand, looked around at the Hillese, and walked to the church without panic.

With its white walls, colorful domes, delicate inscriptions, and tall bronze statues, the whole church seems to be a "holy church" in the middle of the world.

Carter walked past two statues of knights with swords and followed a few devout Hilic believers up the steps.

A young man in a silver robe stood at the door, greeting the believers with a gentle expression.

After seeing Carter, the young man apologized softly to the believers around him and walked towards the sheriff.

"Bless you with the Holy Spirit, Sheriff Carter. The young man smiled softly.

"Priest Zirin, I would like to see Bishop Dean and ask for something. Carter bowed.

"Unfortunately, Sergeant Carter, Bishop Dean has been summoned by the Cardinal Archbishop and has already gone to Gaya City. ”

"However, the new bishop has arrived, and you can ask the new bishop. ”

"What is the name of the new bishop?"

"Ciro, Filizzaro. ”

......

While Carter was communicating with the priest, in one of the side halls of the church, Ania Zulu stood in awe before a young man.

The young man stood against the light, his face hidden in a shadow, dressed in the black robe of the Holy Spirit Bishop without wind.