"This man has worn out the body and spirit of the person who sent this picture by unknown means, so that we have no way to trace the identity of the other party through psychic means," said a deep voice with a seriousness that did not match the image, "The picture and this dress left behind cannot be useful through divination." Divination of the owner of this garment, we can only divinate a homeless man who was killed yesterday; The divination of the identity of the person who drew this picture is also greatly disturbed, and if the divination statements used are too direct, they will even touch some indescribable existence......"

"This is a provocation to us!" The young man with natural black curls said indignantly.

"It's a provocation," the burly man glanced at the young man, his deep voice with the same hint of indignation, and then quickly regained his composure, "so we must take the other party's challenge, and we must not lose." ”

He reached out and pushed the picture on the table to the center, "This is the biggest clue that the other party left us, after comparison, the location of the scene depicted in the picture is a beach in the eastern part of the Blue Mountains Island......"

"Then we ......" The black-haired young man stood up almost instantly, and slowly sat back under the sight of the burly man.

"The other party's methods should not be underestimated, we need to be prepared not to let the Lord's reputation be damaged, I will report this matter to His Excellency Cottman later, and at the same time try to ask for the support of His Excellency Qiao Gori, and you go and prepare enough," the man withdrew his gaze from the black curly-haired youth, and still said in his own deep voice: "The ritual in the picture has obvious characteristics of the Southern Continent, no matter what kind of extraordinary person the other party is, you all have a little more 'purification bullet' for backup." ”

The man looked around the room, and his deep voice carried a slight warning, "The 'purification bullet' is aimed at resentful spirits and living corpses, you had better change the bullet in advance, and shoot directly once you see it, don't give the other party a chance." ”

......

Agnes unconsciously wiped the gun in her hand, her eyes seemingly out of focus.

She had recovered most of her spirituality with the help of meditation and occasional naps, but a deep sleep was the best way to regain her spirituality if she wanted to be at her best. In such a situation, whether it is the things that are worried about her heart or the vigilance from the instinct of the "werewolf", she cannot be put into a deep sleep during this time, and the wind and grass around her from time to time will make her wake up from her sleep and subconsciously prepare to fight back.

"But at least my head doesn't hurt." Agnes sighed slightly and brought the pistol to her waist.

Her eyes looked at the suitcase she had placed aside, and suddenly she remembered something, reached out and took out her black notebook from it, flipped it open, and took out a note from it.

The characters written in black ink have a faint sense of viscous flow, looking like the mud that has just been accidentally struck out of the swamp, and the faint smell of dampness quietly fills the nasal passages, giving people even more strange senses than when she first wrote it.

Agnes looked at the eight characters on it, raised her eyebrows slightly, and subconsciously cast her gaze on the glass lampshade of the kerosene lamp on the table.

"These eight words ......" Agnes looked at the face that quietly appeared on the lampshade, slightly surprised, and then hesitated slightly, "It seems that something has changed in herself." ”

"Of course it will change," Huizhen's voice sounded in Angnes's ears, "After all, even if it is packed in your suitcase, the aura of the human ether will still have a certain effect on it, and while changing it, it will also absorb the power contained in these influences." ”

Hui Zhen's voice was inexplicably a little strange, "And after all, these eight words you wrote have some special meanings, if you put them for a while, it may be able to have some impact on the people nearby according to the meaning of these words." ”

Agnes's gaze couldn't help but re-examine the note in her hand, and raised her eyebrows to look at the eight words "disfigured and destroyed, covering right and wrong".

"What kind of impact will it have?" Agnes asked in a low voice.

"Something like changing the beliefs of the people around you?" Hui Zhen said with some uncertainty, "This can almost play a role in drawing salaries from the bottom of the kettle for people who rely on Dao Heart, but for people who rely on the power of potions, the effect is not so strong. ”

"And what if I don't rely on itself, but directly invoke the power that is now placed on this note at once?" Agnes asked softly.

Hui Zhen's face on the glass lampshade became vaguely strange, "If you are still willing to follow the above content, it is estimated that you can cause several effects of the 'Human Heart Tribulation' and the 'Dao Heart Tribulation' to appear at the same time in an instant, and within the scope of the power, at least it can cause most people to lose control." ”

Hui Zhen's words paused, as if assessing the level of power that the character was now pinning on, and after a moment, he said aloud: "But the current range is about ten meters within a radius of the excitation site. ”

Agnes nodded, didn't say anything more, just reached out and slipped the note into her pocket.

"Nightingale." Agnes whispered.

"Ma'am." Nightingale's voice rang out, and a few ripples spread.

Agnes reached out and tapped the suitcase on the side.

"Can I get my luggage to a safer place temporarily?" Agnes whispered, "After this time, I'm not sure if I'll ever return to this hotel. ”

......

"Aren't we going yet? Mr. Chester. Some of the young men who looked too thin asked in a low voice.

"There's also a young lady who will come and help us." The somewhat illusory figure of the man whispered.

"A young lady?" The young man subconsciously asked a question, and then reacted, "It's the ...... you've been paying attention to."

Before the young man finished speaking, his eyes fell into the distance.

A faint white shadow almost flickered and slowed down until it was close to them.

It is a galloping "werewolf", white hair peeking out from under his shirt and long leather coat, and his claws glowing metallicly in the afternoon sun.

The other stopped not far from them, their white fur and sharp claws quickly disappearing, revealing the smooth skin underneath.

It was a brown-haired woman, and the other party noticed his gaze, nodded and smiled at him, and then casually pulled his somewhat messy hair.

"The people of the Church of the Lord of the Storm have found a place for the ceremony." He heard the woman say to Mr. Chester.