All bars are just as noisy, noisy, chaotic. The only difference is that the Beckland Bridge district is better decorated than the East Side, with more beers and more expensive beers, and the guests are more well-dressed, while the other neighborhoods are better off than both.

Bernadette disguised her appearance with illusion, and easily found the most famous bosses or brokers in each neighborhood who had issued bounty missions, asking for clues to the disappearance of more than 100 people in Beckland or the fact that they had been told to be dead for unknown reasons, and left a fake name Joanna, with an advance deposit, and explained that they would come regularly to inquire about the progress of the mission.

"Why are you so skilled? You are a demigod high-order powerhouse, how can you know so much about this kind of thing? ”

Bernadette looked nostalgic.

"Back then, my father was still there. He...... He was different from other fathers, he would not only make me some weird knick-knaks, but also take me to disguise myself to experience the people. We'll pretend to be bounty hunters and take on quests to explore forests and castles. It's a role-playing game, he said. He's always going to invent some weird combinations of terms. ”

"Later, I fled from Intis and didn't just be on the sea before the Dawn of the Elements."

"Tsk, awesome, awesome." Russell really knows how to play.

"There's a gathering of extraordinaires tomorrow night."

"Yo~ You're all in sequence three, what other extraordinary gatherings do you attend? Do they deserve it? "These underground illegal gatherings in Beckland are nothing more than exchanging extraordinary materials and magical items, and issuing some simple tasks, which are not worth participating in by high-order powerhouses at all, and even the demigods of Sequence 4 are mostly just taking care of the parties hosted by their own organizations.

"Are you going?"

"Go together, go together."

……

Above the gray mist, in the magnificent and majestic palace, the main seat of the bronze long table and the first three figures on both sides were communicating.

"Well, it's my turn, I think I'm going to say something."

Audrey tilted her head slightly, thought for a few seconds, and suddenly, she remembered something, so she smiled a little excitedly and said:

"In Rune, the military's special unit is offering a bounty for clues to a powerful evil spirit. They possess a portrait of this evil spirit, which is said to be a man who looks like an ancient nobleman. ”

Evil spirits? How powerful is it? Is Beckland that dangerous? I don't know if the Church of the Goddess is involved, but the Night Watch should be better at dealing with spirits. Crane just thought silently, without any change in expression on his face.

"The formation of evil spirits is not easy, most of them are strong spiritual imprints left by the death of high-order existences, they are all very evil and dangerous, before the military purifies this evil spirit, you had better not go to the area where the evil spirit may appear." Alger didn't want to cut off the secret channel he had just established, it was obviously Miss Rune's nobleman, and it would be even more useful after she became an extraordinary through the potion recipe she provided.

"Thanks for the reminder, Mr. Hangman." Audrey thanked each other sincerely, and then remembered the topic that her father and brother had often discussed recently, and chuckled and said:

"In addition to the news of the evil spirits, I actually want to say that since the defeat in the war on the east coast of Byron, the king and the prime minister have ......"

The gray mist surged and rolled silently beneath his feet, and the crisp and beautiful girl's voice echoed in the huge empty and distant palace.

……

After a series of incidents such as the previous report on Berklund Street, the night tour of the West End, and the day visit to the bar, Wang Zichuan became more and more sure that Beckland was not as dangerous as he imagined, as long as I didn't attack the three major church cathedrals at night, I believe no one would care what I wanted to do.

After Bernadette returned to the restaurant after the mission, Wang Zichuan's soul of going out was about to move.

It was getting late, and Wang Zichuan finally couldn't hold back and floated out of the Serenzo restaurant.

The population density of the eastern part of Beckland is several times that of the western area, but the resources they occupy are only a few thousand or even tens of thousands of the latter.

Most of the people here are numb and confused, and they don't have many ideals and pursuits except for living. Many men hang out in taverns, numb their spirits with cheap beer, and live a life of one day at a time. Many women have no way to continue their lives, so they can only rely on the most primitive capital and sell their bodies to barely make ends meet.

Wang Zichuan initially roamed the streets, where there were few living creatures except for the walking dead, and even rats hid in the sewers, fearing that they would be caught and skinned by the poor, or sent to bars to become the scorer of dog fighting.

Later, he began to pass through the walls, and most of the small rooms he saw were lying motionless like corpses in small rooms, and only the sound of snoring proved that these were indeed living people.

Crossing a street and entering a house facing the street, this small building has only one room and a small living room on each floor, which makes people feel closed and cramped, but this is already a rare high-end residence in the East End.

At this time, in the living room on the first floor here, the body of a young woman was lying on the ground with her abdomen exposed, and there was a huge opening in her abdomen, as if it had been cut directly by a sharp weapon.

A large black dog with smooth and shiny fur was crouching next to the corpse, munching on the woman's internal organs. This black dog has a ferocious appearance, its sharp fangs refracting blood-red light with the opening and closing of its mouth, and its fierce aura is fully displayed, and its eyes are full of bloodlust and crazy desire.

That Sequence 6 Demon Dog is about to be promoted!

Do you want to kill it?

Just as Wang Zichuan entered this room, saw everything in the room clearly, and thought about his next move, the demon dog suddenly foresaw a great danger, and this danger was unresolved, just like a verdict that had not yet been announced.

The demon dog looked around vigilantly, sensing that danger was around it, but it found nothing. It lowered its head, suddenly sped up the speed at which it devoured the internal organs, devoured the internal organs like a wolf, and fulfilled the requirements of the ritual, and prepared to immediately flee away from the danger range.

"Imprisoned!"

Wang Zichuan stretched out his right hand and pointed at the demon dog in front of him.

The huge Demon Dog was immediately surrounded by an invisible cloud of air, imprisoned in place, unable to move.

Although it can't see the enemy, how to deal with an attack is like common sense engraved in its bones, and it immediately swells up and directly becomes demonic. The huge black bat-like wings stretched out, and the horns of the sheep covered with mysterious and evil patterns emerged from its head, and its whole body burned with a pale blue flame of the red infrared layer inside, and the smell of sulfur diffused.

Demonization brings a bonus to strength and speed, as well as occult resistance, and some of the imprisoned power is broken.

Unable to see the enemy, the Demon Dog's best use of strength and speed to pounce and bite was useless, and it could only open its huge mouth full of fangs and spit out a demonic word full of filth: "Slow! ”

It prepares to slow down the enemy and seek an opportunity to escape.