Chapter Seventy-Five: The Secret Council Captures the Holy Son
Ji Yan looked at the ordinary people, and couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.
Why are there so many orders coming together to investigate?
It is important to know that there is incompatibility between beliefs, and even under the same faith, there will be disputes between the Order.
They will all argue about who is the orthodox order, and they will even fight for it.
One can refer to the most notorious Twilight Order on the mainland.
A few people can form a Order, and then its doctrine will vary.
So while the Order of Twilight was outnumbered, it was never really united.
And now there are so many orders that are so harmonious.
Although there was a reason why it could not be exposed, they did not fight.
But such a scene also shows that it seems unusual.
And why are they here......
Ji Yan arrived here because there was a familiar aura calling to him.
Could it be that they felt the same message?
Thinking of this, Ji Yan feels that it is not impossible.
Thinking a little deeper, maybe the cultists present were all affiliated with the Twilight Order.
Ji Yan will think about all the possibilities in it.
No matter how outrageous, it's not impossible.
After all, reality is often more outrageous than one's own thoughts.
After all, there are traces to follow, but reality will not make sense to you.
Ji Yan began to walk in the direction of his home.
He had to fill his stomach first.
……
In the shade of the trees, a few people were observing the crowd of people coming and going on Baker Street.
One of the elders had a gloomy face and a furrowed brow.
He followed the breath all the way, and then came to Baker Street.
It is here that the older can feel that the person who is under God's gaze disappears.
"Priest!"
"Isn't that guy in this street?"
"Shall we go straight in first?"
"Otherwise, someone else will take the lead......"
One of them seemed to be a little eager to try, and he was already imagining what his aristocratic life would be like in the future.
But all this is only possible if it is first found by those whom God is looking on.
Otherwise, it's just a bubble.
The elder turned his head and looked coldly at the person who spoke, and the temperature in his eyes seemed to be like ice and snow in the cold winter, as if it was about to freeze the person.
The person who was staring at him suddenly shuddered, and he felt that his blood was about to be frozen.
"Idiot!"
The elder scolded him.
"Can't you think with your brain, which is smaller than a bean?"
"You can't see such a big formation here."
"I'm just staring at your glory and wealth, right?"
As a priest in this Dusk Order, although the strength of the elder is not very high, he can also find a clue.
There seemed to be a huge formation shrouded in it.
To be able to set up such a huge formation in the imperial capital, only a few big forces are qualified.
It's crazy to let a few of them go straight into the big formation.
"This matter has to be considered in the long run, not so recklessly."
The priest said, his eyes flickering a little.
He actually already had the idea of retreating.
If the people who are under God's gaze really fall into the hands of these great powers, then they have no chance.
As a fugitive who has been on the rogue for many years, the priest naturally knows how to stop losses in time.
When you encounter something that is uncertain, don't gamble on that possibility.
Only by adding up all the Twilight Orders in the city now may make these big forces pay attention.
But if it's just a few of them, it's just to warm up for others.
In a small house in the slums.
Under the Tyndall effect, the light of dusk formed a pillar of light, shining through the small window on a black-robed priest.
The black-robed priest was closed at the moment, but he could see the balls of his eyes moving under his nose.
His face with a hint of wind and frost was full of labor, his teeth were clenched, and his face seemed to tremble slightly, as if he was doing something difficult.
Finally, the black-robed priest opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Baker Street full of endless anger.
At the same time, tears continued to well-heer up.
"Holy Son!"
"The damn secret meeting actually caught the Holy Son!"
The black-robed priest sensed the Son's position the moment her breath came out.
However, because of the long distance, he forcibly controlled the nearby employees who were looking for people to come here.
Those things not only diffuse their own perceptions, but can also forcibly control the minds of ordinary people when necessary.
However, remote control is still too difficult for him now.
But even so, the black-robed priest still resisted the pressure and controlled several people to go to Baker Avenue together.
Then I saw Heloise running with Eve.
But before he could make any more moves, the two disappeared into Baker Street.
He knew it was the chassis of the secret meeting.
In the eyes of the black-robed priest, this is undoubtedly the secret meeting that snatched away the Holy Son.
"Damn the secret!"