The second floor of the Serenzo restaurant.

Bernadette likes to stand in front of the protruding window and watch the people coming and going on the street.

All kinds of people interpret various versions of life through this small window.

Through their dress, speech, and the company of relatives and friends, she can see the passage of time and the precipitation of history. It's as if you can travel back in time and see the lively streets of Intistril.

Suddenly, Bernadette felt a strong wind created by her extraordinary ability blow from the direction of the Tasok River through the West Side and head straight for Queens, the wind swept several figures and whistled by.

Wang Zichuan flew out of the window, looked carefully at the wind for a while, and then returned, and said to Bernadette in a deliberate, performative, arrogant, contemptuous, careless tone of strange intonation:

"It's windy, it's cold."

What does this have to do with the weather? I don't know what strange meaning the lamp god is expressing.

Bernadette thought to herself.

Such an undisguised gale could only be that the people of the Storm Church were on their way, and it was probably the Cardinal Al Snake of the Storm Church in Beckland.

Did something big happen? Can Cardinal Lao drive directly to the wind?

"Speaking of hurrying, I've heard that the Sages of the Church of Steam and Mechanics like to travel with jets. Didn't your father invent a sword that could take people to flight when he was still in the Church of Steam? ”

Bernadette looked puzzled and asked a little strangely, "How do you know?" ”

"Hahahaha...... Did he invent it? ”

I knew that Emperor Luo could do this kind of thing.

"Well, with the characteristics of the Wind Bearer, it can be easily made."

"And then? Did he use that big sword to hurry? ”

"No, he had to fly on the sword, but he couldn't keep his balance, and after a few falls, he melted the object and made something else." Bernadette said with emotion.

If you give Clay Meow, he's sure to be able to keep his balance.

Wang Zichuan thought while laughing.

Is it that funny? Bernadette couldn't help but scold.

However, the lamp god seems to know his father very well, especially his father's strange ideas and grammatically strange words that pop up from time to time, are they the characteristics of the extraordinary way?

……

"Mr. A, we unexpectedly felt the breath of the Lord in the Joe Wood District!"

A man in a black hood walked quickly into Mr. A's home in the West End, and found Mr. A, who was praying again in front of the statue of the Lord in the tall basement of the empty mine.

Mr. A got up and stared gloomily at the visitor.

"What did you say?"

"We found a man in Jowood, who has the breath of the Lord! He...... Is he a favored person of the Lord? The visitor said excitedly.

"Impossible!"

How did I not know? How is it possible for a member of the Lord who is not in the Aurora Society to walk on the ground? And to be discovered by you, you must not be able to hide your own breath, this is in Beckland, isn't it looking for death? Moreover, the Lord did not give an oracle at all.

"Where is he now?"

"He ran, he was sharp, he spotted our stalking, got rid of our guys."

"Unleash all your forces, no matter what costs, you must find him!"

Mr. A's handsome face, hidden in the shadow of his hood, distorted into a look of jealousy.

……

For beings of the level of Bernadette and the God of Lights, a few days would not make any difference from weeks or months.

While waiting for information about the Witch Cult, Bernadette did not attempt to dig up more information from MI9.

After the strong wind a few days ago, Wang Zichuan knew that it was time to part ways with Bernadette.

Before leaving, he still had a place he wanted to visit.

West End, 8 Williams Street.

This mansion with lawn and garden is not currently inhabited and it has been on the market for a long time.

After finding the location, Wang Zichuan sank directly into the basement. He explored the inside of the walls around the basement for a while, and easily found the passage.

Through the black stone door at the end of the corridor, one enters a wide, empty hall with eight towering columns and a tall dome that hangs from an upside-down candlestick.

On the high platform at the end of the hall, which is nearly 100 meters long, there are two huge iron-black seats. As he continued to walk, he saw seven tall, heavy black stone doors on the wall at the bottom of the hall.

Wang Zichuan directly chose the middle door, ignoring all kinds of boulders and dirt blocking the way, and went straight into it.

As soon as he entered the room, Wang Zichuan saw dark gold and dark blue spiritual light clusters lying on the ground, exuding dazzling brilliance.

Haha, treasure!

Wang Zichuan was about to put away all the ownerless things on the ground, when suddenly, a translucent figure appeared in front of his eyes.

He was dressed in blood-stained black armor, his red hair was like a raging flame, and his young and handsome face was covered with rotting scars.

Wang Zichuan glanced up at him, and then lowered his head and busily gathered the extraordinary characteristics and extraordinary items of the hunter and witch path.

It's rotten and so handsome, it's unreasonable!

Wang Zichuan felt a fiery red around him, and a blazing flame burned out of thin air, both in the room and in his mind, like magma flowing wantonly.

"It's forbidden to play with fire here."

The boundless sea of fire seemed to be poured into the sea of mist, and it was silently extinguished.

"Shouldn't you say hello to the host when you're about to take something from someone else's room?"

The evil spirit in the room was obviously dissatisfied, and his tone was a little cold.

I originally wanted to teach this accidental intruder a profound lesson, so as to guide and start the conversation later, but I didn't expect it to be easily resolved by the other party.

It's actually an extraordinary one of the Inquisitor Path, at least Sequence Three!

Bah! Where did the poor ghost demigod come from! For the sake of a little extraordinary characteristic, what danger is not visible?

And not a believer in tyrants, when did the successor of Trenthorst become reckless? Are we stuck here for too many years, and even the style of the pathway characteristics has changed?

Wang Zichuan stopped the movement in his hand and smiled ill-intentioned in the face of the handsome evil spirit in front of him.

"Oh, Medici!"

"What's the matter, the extraordinary properties of this room have something to do with me, can't you?"

"You know me?"

Medici asked in surprise, but in an instant he became triolatory.

"Oh, I didn't expect it, you're quite knowledgeable."

Who is this? This is at least the Quaternary period that has lived to the present day. But it shouldn't be, I know all the people who have survived until now.

"How does it taste to be made into a hot pot?"

Wang Zichuan's smile was even brighter.

Although he didn't know what hot pot meant, the evil spirit suddenly understood the meaning of the words of the hateful man in front of him.

His expression contorted, and he couldn't help but stare at the person in front of him with hatred, and look at it carefully.

Not an entity! No? Wraiths using Level 0 seals?

No! Wrong! Evil spirits! He's also an evil spirit?

"What the hell are you?"

The Medici spirit is finally not calm.

It's not easy for me to answer this question, Wang Zichuan thought to himself, I can't lose to this old hunter in verbal questions.

"Hmph, it's not a woman anyway."