The wind beat against the dark painted windows, the branches trembled violently, and the rain came so suddenly and without warning in the dark of the night.

The dark green eyes stared coldly at the street, Pornia was cold and damp from the rain, no one knew when it appeared and when it disappeared, and the beast-like eyes would be terrifying.

And from where it looked, a group of people dressed in black came on, they didn't look like passers-by, neat and orderly, and there was something weird.

The wind was blowing in their faces, the rain was beating on their faces, there was almost no communication between the teams, and the face of the leader seemed to be somewhat familiar when you looked closely.

"Minister, do you say that the nobleman's death really has anything to do with Ewell?"

The leader, known as the "Minister," paused, then motioned with his eyes to shut up.

The team is sneaking around a mysterious black box, they seem to be completing some difficult task, and perhaps, in their hearts, they already have an accurate answer.

How could Captain Ewell, who had recovered two important relics in a row, have the time to plan to kill the nobleman, but both the autopsy report and the traces left at the scene point to this poor and innocent person.

"Attention teams, the recovery of relics should not be taken lightly, keep an eye on the surroundings and remain vigilant."

Tonight's heavy rain was alarming, and the leader told his subordinates behind him that they were all wearing more or less inconspicuous "accessories".

The so-called relics are objects with strange powers hidden in the world, which are investigated, processed and recovered by some special people, and the Polnia Capital Museum exists because of this.

The relics transported this time are numbered 913 mermaid corpses, which are one of the relics that Jiang Chenchuan brought back from Ronalk City, and they have been kept in his home until today, and the Public Security Department has surrounded that place.

Although Jiang Chenchuan was not caught, at least they found the relics that were brought back and prepared to bring them back to the museum.

"Minister, I mean to ......."

Ewell isn't that kind of person?

Who doesn't know this, Mo Sang sighed softly, but the content of the autopsy report was undoubted, the thorn-like knife marks, the family that had fallen and died, and the only registered "Feng" were all clues pointing to Ewell.

After being warned by the eyes again, the team members stopped talking, and for a while, only the sound of rain in their ears was noisy.

In the wordlessness, there are some indescribable emotions hidden in everyone's heart, perhaps, it is a helpless sense of powerlessness.

In the dark and rainy night, even if something happened, no one knew, Mo San paused slightly, he seemed to feel that something had passed over his head, but in this weather, even the patrol airship stopped working.

He turned his head and looked at the shadows beside him and behind him, and found nothing unusual, the rustling of rain in his ears, the rain curtain that ran through the heavens and the earth cut everything in.

"All the team! Be on guard!"

Suddenly, Mo Sang shouted, and while everyone was still confused, a pitch-black figure rushed towards the team at an extremely fast speed like a gray wolf running in the night.

Some people didn't even understand what was going on, they felt a tearing pain coming from their bodies, and the cold of the rain made them wake up, and no matter how slow they reacted, they should understand it at this moment.

"Attack! It's an attack!"

The team was in chaos in an instant.

The dark green pupils lit up in the darkness like ghostly fire, and the ensuing aura of death terrified everyone, who had all been through a hundred battles and had seen countless bizarre and terrifying events, but it was the first time that they had trembled and could not fight like this.

"Bang! ——」

Someone next to him has fallen.

It's like being knocked on the back with a stick, and while touching the faint green, I lost the last consciousness.

The ghostly figure seemed to have entered a no-man's land, shuttling between the team members, on the dark streets, only the strange wheezing sound and the smell of blood that could not be dissipated, even the heavy rain could not wash away, the atmosphere was depressing to the extreme, Mo Sang felt the danger approaching, and dodged with a crisp and neat roll.

But the others were not so lucky, the body was easily pierced, blood mixed with rain splashed everywhere, the pupils were green like flames getting brighter and brighter, at that moment, Mo Sang seemed to sense something.

"You are ......."

Perhaps, at this moment, even words seem so redundant.

Mo Sang clearly knew that he would never be the opponent of the man in front of him, and maybe tonight would be his last night.

"Don't look for it, it's not in the box, what you want is ...... Is this one?"

As the figure approached the relics guarded by the team, Mo Sancong stood up, as if discussing "where to drink tonight", and pulled out a black object from his pocket, which could be vaguely seen to be in the form of a puppet.

Probably attracted to attention, the figure in the darkness stopped, and the dark green eyes also looked at Mo Sang.

"You may not know how many strange things the Pornia Museum has collected over the years, and even some ......."

As if in an exclamation, Mossan sighed.

"Able to change the rules."

Mo Sang and Yu Lu looked at each other, and he knew in his heart that the enemy in front of him was something that he couldn't fight with as a "B-rank", but victory didn't have to be won by fighting.

The other party seemed to be impatient, he took a step forward, and just wanted to attack, but found that his heels were filled with lead and could not move, he lowered his head in surprise, looking at his uncontrolled body.

"This is a puppet, number 708, and when I retrieved it, I was an unknown night intern in the museum."

"What are you proud of?"

The other party seemed to have seen through Mo Sang, and a dull and hoarse voice came from his body.

"What?" Mo Sang didn't understand his words, "Now, you have lost control of your body, the battle is over, you have killed so many of my subordinates, go back with me to stand trial."

"Judgment?"

This unfamiliar word seemed to evoke some unpleasant memories of the man, and even if he couldn't see it clearly, he could feel his expression gradually becoming hideous.

"The gods are dead, and no one can judge me."

The other party's voice clearly invaded Mo Sang's mind, obviously such arrogant and ridiculous words, but Mo San felt a chill penetrate from his soul to his bone marrow.

The gods are dead?

What does this phrase mean?

Before Mo Sang could think about anything, he felt something come out of the man's body, as if he had fallen into the deep sea, out of the bottomless darkness......

Drill out of the monster.

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