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Zarathu moved his fingers, and the person in front of him naturally raised his hand.

After he took control of the spirit thread according to his own thoughts, and made sure that every joint was connected and could indeed control the other, Zarathu watched his long-lying colleague become a new secret puppet, and let out an unfamiliar sigh from under his gray beard.

He had long known that the "Abyss Angels" harbored evil intentions, and that the big man of that organization had long wanted to cut off the demons, so he was here today, guided by his spiritual intuition, to an unobtrusive corner of the Hall of Mirrors. Now that all the nobles and ministers were gathered in the small drawing-room, nervously awaiting the results of the meeting and discussing it vigorously, it was not surprising that the Earl of the Imperial Palace took the initiative to leave the table for a short time.

Zaratul found Him in the corner, and Edward Vaughn stood quietly in the shadows with his goblet on his side, a mocking and tender smile on his lips. Zarathu was terrified, and a hundred pictures flashed in his mind of being caught by the other party on the spot and violently beating the soul worm, and he almost switched places with the guards outside the palace, but in the next second, he found a problem.

The Abyssal Angel had no trace of occult power on his body, and his astral spirit was nowhere to be seen, without a pulse, without a heartbeat.

He seems to have died here without a sound.

And his expression was very normal, and there was no sign of a fight around him, so it was clear that he had "come here naturally"!

There was only one person who could quietly make an angel die inexplicably, and Zarathu took a soft breath and slowly exhaled it. If Adam is not here, then He killed people and left corpses for only one purpose: deterrence, and suggestion. It's like giving you a stick and a sweet date, telling you that you are powerless to resist the tide of fate, and at the same time giving you a little sweetness, so that you can think about it when you face Him, and think about whether to cling to it or resist, which side will benefit more.

"Let's go."

Zarathu took control of the spirit thread and used the angelic Faceling's observation to reproduce the other party's words and deeds on a daily basis. He walked out of the corner with the secret puppet, and his front foot had just stepped on the dividing line between light and shadow, and Zarathu's spiritual intuition suddenly sounded the alarm frantically! His temples burst with veins, and before he could understand what was about to happen, he immediately followed the inspiration and crouched down!

Bang! Click!

A bitter fist swept his hood and slammed straight into the wall at his side, just as high as his head. Feeling that all the spirit threads in his hands began to riot, Zarathu didn't think about it, and immediately a fierce man rushed into the fog of history, and then carried out a fire jumping jump that was too skilled to be familiar with it, and the secret puppet swapped and swapped historical projections, and the main body ran to the border of Intis in an instant, and he in the corner of the mirror corridor became the secret puppet of Sequence 5.

The half-meter-thick wall quickly cracked through deep cracks like cobwebs, and then collapsed in its entirety. At the same time, the power of fraud flashed by, and no one realized that the White Maple Palace was suddenly missing a load-bearing wall.

Adam actually missed! Zarathu was shocked, and then faintly relieved. Through the eyes of the secret puppet, he saw that his cunning colleague came to life again, and the movement of retracting his fists and getting up was like a freeze-motion animation, and after a pause of two seconds, he regained his fluidity, and he could see the process of transforming from the state of the secret puppet back to a normal person. There was little expression on Edward Vaughn's face, and there was a subtle irony in his expression, and he ignored the trembling Sequence 5 Spirit Worm in front of him, readjusted his appearance, and walked towards the conference hall.

He didn't bother me...... Don't have the energy to spare, or disdain?

As the doppelganger watched him leave, he stood up and noticed something more in the pocket on the inside of his cloak.

is a Sequence 1 "Writer" trait.

Zaratul's pupils shook, and the hand holding the characteristic trembled slightly.

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A dog catches Edward's attention. for as it passed by its own feet, it suddenly began to move hand in hand.

One thing to say, he would not be interested in this kind of low-level demon passing under his nose, not to mention that this dog's spiritual instability and emotional instability are also unstable, and it seems that he is still in the process of promotion, and at most the animals of Sequence 5 and Sequence 5 go out, it is impossible for the owner not to follow, so the real murderer of the current serial murder case must be it.

It is a tradition of the Belial family to train animals to become demons and promote them, and they are subservient to the powerful, brutal but knowledgeable. Under Edward's intentional indulgence, Belial is already the most powerful of the three demon families, and has a very strong voice in the Blood Worship Sect, playing an important role in condensing all the organized demons, and it is more convenient to end it in one pot.

According to his original plan, the demon cards would be secretly delivered to the Belial family to help them further improve their overall strength and facilitate their own harvesting. But because Adam was stealthily manipulating the direction of the cards, the demon cards flowed out of his hands and changed hands a few times before disappearing completely.

Edward looked at the black dog.

The black dog shrank behind the trunk with his tail between his legs.

"Who told you what I look like?" He asked softly, "Or is your patriarch finally an angel?" Want to find me? ”

The black dog hid himself almost entirely behind a not-so-thick tree trunk, his ears twitching and purring in his throat.

Edward understood: "I see, it is your master who is looking for his own death." He has a sequence 5, right? It's a little lower, but it's also at the bottom of my minion's line. ”

The demon has abandoned emotions from the low order, cold-blooded and ruthless, although he is a master and servant, he is just a subordinate and subordinate who is maintained by strength, and there is no loyalty at all. The demon dog told everything he knew, hoping to save his life. But knowing that it was just a few demons who couldn't think of seeking death on their own, Edward lost interest in them.

"You ......"

"Mr. Vaughan?"

A voice interrupted Edward's words, and he swallowed the unspoken words back into his mouth, and turned his head to look at the source of the voice, only to see the long, curly, brown haired Miss Writer he was all too familiar with, standing a few meters away. She looked a little haggard, but her spirit wasn't much affected, ah, yes, there was a sudden blood moon the night before yesterday that lasted for a long time.

"Miss Forthth." Edward greeted her, "How's your script going?" ”

Furth immediately showed an expression that she knew she wouldn't greet you but didn't dare to show it, she looked at the other party's smiling face, and snorted: "There is still a period of time before the deadline, let's not talk about work, right?" Mr. Vaughn, what are you doing? ”

Edward noticed that her gaze fell on the black dog not far from his feet, and his smile became even more pronounced: "I'm feeding the dog, it's funny." By the way, Miss Forthth, have you been following serial killings lately? How much has the bounty for clues to the suspect risen at the West Villas field? ”

Forth looked at the dog for a while, and always felt that this dog, which was more than half a meter tall and covered in pitch black and long-haired, could not be described as "interesting" at all, and the more appropriate word should be "fierce". What's more, if you look closely, there are still dark red blood stains standing on the dog's sharp teeth...... The dog's dark eyes didn't roll, and it seemed to be looking at her, unlike Miss Audrey's big golden retriever who seemed to be exceptionally smart, this humanized look made Folth feel a chill and quickly looked away.

"The thing? Of course I have concerns. "It's excellent material, but it's so cruel that the West Villas field seems to be very distressed, and there are rumors that private investigators are going to be hired to carry out the search together, and the reward just announced yesterday is already as high as two thousand pounds." ”

Two thousand pounds? Edward glanced at the black dog.

It's not too much, at most to offset this year's furniture maintenance costs......

"I really hope that the murderer can be arrested as soon as possible." Edward sighed, "It is a blasphemy against the kingdom's justice system to have such a tragedy in a place like Beckland. ”

"yes." Furth stroked the broken hair in her ear, and felt the same way, the recent extraordinary gatherings and writers' gatherings have been more or less affected by these events, and after the investigation intensified, many wild extraordinary people have been arrested, even if they have not done anything bad, they have also been caught in the basement of the cathedrals, and she has been worried about this for a long time.

After a few brief pleasantries, Furth, who seemed to have something on his mind, offered to say goodbye, and Edward went with the flow. As soon as Forth's back disappeared into the crowd, Edward, the back foot, looked down at the black dog, who still didn't dare to breathe, and kicked it indifferently.

"Eleven men killed, and a bounty of two thousand pounds." Edward glanced at it, "The ritual hasn't been completed yet, and it's quite a big commotion." Your Belial family is not a human without captivity, and you have to go out on adventures when you are promoted? Or did you and your master come to Beckland with ulterior motives? ”

The black dog does not squeak.

"I have no interest in your purpose. , kill more people, make a bigger fuss, and your bounty will be a little higher. ”

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In the evening, Crane arrived at the Beckland Bridge district by steam metro and, according to the figures provided in the newspapers, knocked on the door of the party house. As on previous occasions, he put on an iron mask that only covered the upper half of his face, put on a black robe with a hood, and was led by the attendant into the living room, where only one candle burned quietly.

At a glance, Klein found that there were nearly half fewer extraordinary people at this party than before.

After a few minutes, the old gentleman of the "Eye of Wisdom" cleared his throat and said, "Let's start the party, the others should not come." Speaking of which, he briefly explained: "Because the murderer of the serial murder case has never been found, the Night Watchman, the Punisher Substitute, the Heart of the Machine, and most of the extraordinary people of MI9 have been sent out to do a large-scale investigation and search." ”

"In this situation, it is normal and understandable that those friends are reluctant to go out and participate in gatherings."

"Frankly, there were more people here today than I thought."

Sure enough, the circle of extraordinaries is not isolated, and is also influenced by current events...... Klein looked around and saw that the chubby pharmacist was not absent, and his heart suddenly relaxed a lot. Soon, the Medicine Master began to buy the medulla crystals of the Elven Spring, and Klein, who had been prepared, made a deal with him without thinking, and obtained clues to the recipe of the "Medicine Man", and several sedatives that had been forgotten in the back of his mind.

The pharmacist was so bitter and regretful that he sighed, "You are really a lucky person! Why didn't I choose that lucky path in the first place......

As the party progressed, the female extraordinary, who had the "craftsman" behind him, didn't show up for it, or didn't get a new transcendent weapon, and never spoke, dashing Klein's expectations - he now had £509 in cash and could think about the equipment.

After many transactions were aborted, a man sitting on a high stool said in a low voice: "I have a friend who was unfortunately found out during this investigation, and the punisher was imprisoned in the basement of a certain storm church, and I would like to ask a few helpers to rescue him." ”

The "Eye of Wisdom" old gentleman immediately responded: "'Wild dog', give up this plan!" A substitute for punishment and a seal in the Church of the Storm is enough to destroy all of us here. Your friend's end is already doomed, and you don't want to put yourself in the same desperate situation. ”

"Wild Dog" looked around and saw that no one responded to him, so he couldn't help but beat his thigh hard and roared, "But what did he do wrong?" ”

"He was a good internist, he saved a lot of patients, he never hurt anyone! Just because he took a potion and became an extraordinary, he was imprisoned in a place where he could never see the sun, or even an experiment for a substitute for punishment? ”

"Why?"

"Why ......"

The "wild dog's" painful and desperate questioning echoed through the room, and even the pharmacist, who had always been unable to keep his mouth shut, remained silent.

Ay...... Klein, the former official extraordinary, could only let out a long sigh in his heart. Without announcing the "play law", the wild extraordinary are all time bombs. But if the "playing method" is popularized, the situation may be even more chaotic and bloody...... After all, extraordinary properties are immortal and conserved......

In this oppressive atmosphere, the party came to an end.

TBC

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Addicted to games, lol is so fun, hehe.

Recently, I saw that some readers were discussing this article, and I seemed to have a little heat, and I was moved and found some strange points of view at the same time.

The author solemnly declares that I have never said "how cool it is in the early stage, how miserable it will be forced by Klein and Adam in the later stage", I am writing about the outer gods, an outer god without humanity who has escaped from low-level tastes, and only when the enemy is strong can it show the strength of people and the earth. If a mature outer god can be easily defeated, then the so-called sacrifice of Doom and the gods is meaningless. I don't know where this phrase came from, but I didn't say it, but nine times out of ten, some jokes were spread falsely.

I saw someone say that I was in the dark.

What's this...... It may not quite be in line with the universal values of the mysterious fandom.,But readers have their own judgment standards.,And the author is looking for logical flow and a tight plot.。 I feel that this article is dark, perhaps because the mysterious worldview itself is dark.

There are two outcomes in this paper, one is BE and the other is HE.

The main text is HE, and BE will be written separately in the form of extra and independent volumes, and the length will not be too long. If you can't figure out how to HE, don't worry, watch me perform.

Above, I wish you all a happy reading. ԅ(¯V ¯ԅ)