Peacock City.

The Residency Building of the Historical and Rituals Society.

The area, which had been severely damaged and collapsed by previous attacks, was now cordoned off by several bright yellow warning strips and is in the process of being rebuilt.

Inside the warning strip and shelter, next to a blood-stained gravel and broken wall, a group of people stopped to take a look.

"Sage Quiller, the Bishop of the Red Apple Church at that time, suddenly appeared from here, probably in the corner of the fourth storeroom, and we didn't notice it at all...... The attack came very suddenly, and the members of the association suffered heavy losses. ”

A member of the History and Ritual Society looked respectful and whispered to the middle-aged man in front of him with his head bowed.

The "Sage of Quiller" in his mouth was a long-haired man with a hooked nose and deep eye sockets, and his eyes were the same color as his hair, dark brown. The man was wearing a leather trench coat, long leather boots, and a thick book hanging from his waist, and the cover was also of some kind of leather, but with dense seams, which seemed to be made of multiple pieces of leather.

"yes, I see."

Quiller spoke.

The man's voice was eerie, like the cry of some kind of owl.

Immediately afterward, Quiller took off the leather glove of his right hand, revealing his withered and aging palm, and aimed it at the ruins in front of him.

Whoa......

The sound of the pages turning suddenly began, and Queller's eyes flashed quickly with fragments of the past.

The surrounding light also became dim, and a strange wind with a very mysterious atmosphere slowly blew, and everyone present felt as if they were in the middle of an old photo. The outline of the ruins began to flicker, turning back into the past, changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The shadows of the rubble and broken walls regrouped and restored to the original appearance of the building, and the images of explosions, collisions, and battles were streaked one by one, and everyone could even see the tyrannical cardinal, piercing President Pearson through the heart with a sharp claw, and then draining his blood.

The picture goes backwards, back to the first moment of calm.

But at this point, the picture suddenly stopped.

It's as if the turned pages are stuck in something.

Quiller's eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered:

"Shielding divination-like tricks? Mystic resistance isn't low either...... Hehe. ”

I saw that this person was like the right hand of an old tree root, and he pinched the ground, as if he had crushed something invisible. Everyone seemed to hear the crisp sound of ping-pong from the far side.

The screen then moved again.

However, the faces of the people in the History and Ritual Association changed in unison.

They saw that in the historical picture of Huishuo, a knight with a hunched back appeared out of thin air in the fourth-floor storeroom, dragging the red-robed bishop in his hand, who was dying like a dead dog.

Unknown to what had happened, the bishop of the Red Apple Church suddenly turned red with red eyes and a hideous face filled with a desire to kill and destroy. And his seriously injured and dying body also returned to normal in a few breaths.

The knight threw it away, turned around and disappeared into place.

The red-robed bishop, who was panting and falling into a frenzy, got up and rushed outside.

Rumble!

The picture of history is shattered and dissipated, and everything in front of us is restored to its original ruins.

"Joco, the Knight of Spades!"

"It turns out that the bishop of the Red Apple Church was captured by him...... I don't know what kind of means were used to make that man look like a mad dog! As a tool for raiding the association! ”

"Damn bastards! Do you think of us as the object of wanton teasing? ”

Then.

Quiller slowly put the gloves on and raised his hand to signal.

Everyone immediately stopped their angry noise, and their expressions converged.

The Sage Quiller is one of the "Seven Sages of the Secret Guards" of the Society of History and Rituals, and these seven powerhouses are similar to the core leaders of other Orthodox Churches, such as the Sun Monastery of the Church of the Sun, the Scarlet Monastery of the Red Apple Church, and the Hermitage of the Moon Church.

She is a saint of history, with a status comparable to the vice president of the association's headquarters, and is deeply respected by everyone.

"Since Qiao Ke dares to make a move against the association, then the association should also pay tribute...... Moreover, this person is on the Empire's S-Class Most Wanted List, and we have an obligation to contribute a little bit to the Empire. ”

Quiller said slowly.

She turned her head to look at the eight men and women on her right, dressed in uniform bright yellow robes with hoods over their heads, and only the lower half of their faces could be seen. Around their waists and under their necks were a blue rope fastening, which was interlocked between their chests and abdomen, and a round coin with a delicate withered flower was attached.

"Luo Noli, you lead the 'Ancient Reader' team to hunt down the Knight of Spades, Qiao Ke, and strive to complete the suppression before the handover with the Hailing Regiment tomorrow...... He has no mythical aura in him, he is not a high-ranking person, at most he is just a Sequence 5 transcendent. ”

Quiller ordered.

"Yes, Sage."

The captain of the Antiquator named Lonori replied.

He bare his naked, muscular right arm, palm on his left chest, and bow slightly.

"Qiao Ke takes the path of fate, he is good at manipulating the stage space, it is not easy to lock, and it is very easy for him to escape......"

Quiller explained calmly.

She removed the ancient book from her waist, stroked the skin-like cover, then opened it, tore off a yellowed blank sheet of paper, and handed it to Lonori.

"It can help you find Joco's location and keep locking it, but it will only last for forty-eight hours......"

As she spoke, Quiller continued to flip through the ancient book in her hand, and then stopped at a page full of words written in blood, only to see her whole hand put her whole hand into it, as if she had traveled through time and space through the pages, groping for something from the past fragments of history.

Finally, Quiller takes out a "stone" the size of an ostrich egg from an ancient book.

The stone is covered with twisted spiral lines, which make people dizzy after looking at it for a long time.

"Sage-sage, may I ask ...... this?"

Ronoli asked, bowing his head.

"Overlord's Egg."

Quiller said.

"This is a fragment of history, although it is not as good as the original, but it can also exert its strength. It is capable of hatching in an instant the extinct ancient spirit creatures, Lenagana...... This is a powerful transcendent creature with mythical blood, possessing the power to disrupt space, and it is perfect to use it against the transcendent of the path of fate. ”

Quiller said, handing the Overlord's Egg over.

"Originally, I didn't plan to come over, but it just so happened that during this time, I found an old acquaintance of the fate path nearby, so I went to see it for myself, and the matter of chasing Qiao Ke will be left to you......"

"Thanks to the sage's grace, we will not disappoint the association!"

Luo Nuoli took the Overlord's Egg with both hands and said in a deep voice.

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Chen Lun, who is far away in another red-stricken area in Yanbang, has just received the commission of the Murder Club and is planning to start a new round of hunting against the Red Apple Church.

He hadn't made a move for nearly a week, and he couldn't wait.

There are still 10 levels left to reach the full level of 120 in Sequence 6, and the amount of experience required is not a small amount, so I am so concerned about this matter.

At this moment, he is walking in this city called Horn Flash City, surrounded by desolation.

As is the case with all of the Red Disaster Zone, it is occupied by the Red Apple Church, where countless depraved believers are wreaking havoc in the city, and the asylum and the local Orthodox Church are living in a corner, struggling to support and wait for rescue.

Then.

The [Maggie's Tears] worn on Chen Lun's ears shone without warning.

[You are being spied on by the "historical retrospective"! 】

[The verdict has failed, and the traces of your history have been discovered!] 】

[The History and Ritual Society's favorability of you has decreased!] Currently for the undead! 】

Chen Lun suddenly stopped and frowned.

He removed the teardrop-shaped sapphire earrings and found that their surface had cracked and looked fragile.

'Didn't Maggie's Tears resist prying eyes? It was the high-ranking person who made a move......

Chen Lun's heart froze.

The next second.

Ping!

The earrings in the palm of his hand shattered instantly, and immediately turned into a green stone.

[C-class Monster - Maggie's Tears] collapsed because it could not withstand the power of the prying man, and the properties contained in it were precipitated, turning into a sequence of mysterious substances in the natural faction.

'It's a pity......

Chen Lun sighed secretly and put it away.

Feeling the faint warning from his spiritual intuition, he realized that danger was approaching, and after thinking about it, he dispelled the idea of continuing to hunt the Red Apple Church, and took a step instead, teleporting to a residential building next to him.

Chen Lun had a cold face, and with a casual wave of his hand, hundreds of cards appeared out of thin air, floating around him, and swishing.

Syllable!

He snapped his fingers.

The cards rushed forward like a torrent, and the sound of cutting suddenly rang out, shattering all the seven or eight fallen believers wandering in the corridors.

He didn't even glance at the bloody hallway, turned around, and with a kick, Peng kicked the door of a single apartment next to him open, and walked in. It was empty, not only was it uninhabited, but there was not even a piece of furniture left.

Chen Lun performed a magic trick to "recover" with his backhand, restored the door to its original state, and then closed the door and locked it. He sat down with his back to the wall and entered the fairyland.

"Let's use the environment of the fairyland to block out the interference of the present world and do some divination......

Chen Lun appeared in the wooden house at the entrance of the Crystal Mountain Range, and then lay down on the wooden bed, relaxed, and closed his eyes.

It's the first time I've dreamed in a fairyland, but this kind of divination is the most accurate. ’

Silently casting the Philedere Meditation Method, Chen Lun's breathing gradually became steady and long.

After a few breaths.

His consciousness entered a deep dream.

The fog gradually lifted.

A two-story tall beast appeared in front of Chen Lun's eyes, it had three snake heads, its body was like an elephant, its four legs were like an eagle, its long tail was burning with blue flames, and its body was covered with dark green shiny scales.

The beast danced wildly with three snake heads, raising its head to the sky and roaring, the space around it twisted and fluctuated, and even tore through the dark blue vortex. Countless yellow robes emerged from these whirlpools, like rags blown away by the wind, fluttering above Chen Lun's head, extremely weird.

The snake head in the center of the giant beast stared at the scarlet eyes, spat out the snake letter, and sneered:

"Joco, you will definitely die!"

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