Kapu factory in the slums.

Black smoke rose from the huge chimney, and it seemed that the entire factory was functioning normally.

But after entering, you can find a large area of black pressure inside, all of which are silent.

A closer look at these people shows that most of them are wearing overalls, indicating the identity of these workers.

And on the second floor of the factory, there is a party comparable to the aristocratic party.

The banquet was full of delicate food, and soft music sounded on the side.

The people walking by were polite, smiling and nodding to each other, and then raising their goblets to take a sip.

Ji Yan came in and saw this picture, and instantly doubted whether he had come to the chassis of the nobles.

But after spotting some black-robed figures at the banquet, he was sure that he was not in the wrong place.

In Ji Yan's stereotype, the Dusk Order is all a little neurotic.

After all, the picture seen at each sacrificial ceremony is basically linked to cruelty and blood.

But now Ji Yan has changed his impression a little.

"Lord Apostle."

The priest found Ji Yan wearing a white mask, so he walked over to him and greeted him indifferently, and introduced him to everyone at the scene by the way.

Some people were very curious when they looked at Ji Yan who came in alone, after all, he had a mask on his face, and he looked like he didn't dare to see anyone.

But after hearing that the identity of this mysterious man was an apostle, his face changed instantly.

Then he was full of smiles and came to Ji Yan's side.

"Dear Apostle! My name ......"

"Hear, Lord Apostle, ......"

"Your Apostles......"

Suddenly, Ji Yan's ears were filled with noisy sounds.

But he didn't show any discomfort, instead looking at the Dusk Cultist in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze.

Ji Yan is picking people who can be used for himself.

Before that, he had used the day to make enough preparations, investigating most of the more famous Twilight Order.

Looking at the cultists who had gathered around, they clearly divided several areas.

Each region has a different set of beliefs.

But Ji Yan has no shortage of believers, what he lacks is talents who can manage an entire area in an orderly manner.

Like Darren.

There are the means, the ability to develop the Order more formally, rather than the scattered sand in front of it.

It's a pity that he can't be pulled into his friend list for the time being, but there will be a spot left for him.

I don't know how he's developing now.

"Your Apostles......"

The noisy voice pulled Ji Yan out of his nostalgia for Darren.

He looked at the people in front of him, thinking if he should send them all to him.

The black-robed priest and some others looked at the apostles who were surrounded in the center in the corner of the banquet, and a sneer appeared on the corner of their mouths.

They knew that the apostle was at odds with their own ideas, and they dismissed him as a heretic.

"Did they start moving there?"

One asked, and the priest looked at the wall clock on the wall, which was ticking and the hour hand pointed to five o'clock.

"It's already happening."

Hearing this, everyone's faces inevitably showed a trace of expectation and nervousness.

They are now a little like shy and restless children, going to meet their long-lost parents.

"We can start doing it too."

……

Secret Division.

The chief's cronies were gathering people in the square at this moment.

Soon, the vast majority of people were standing and waiting for his orders.

The prefect had said that the orders of his cronies were his orders, and even more so that he now held a roll of parchment with intricate golden patterns engraved on it.

Everyone knew that the pattern represented the royal family of the Empire, so no one questioned the orders of their cronies.

"Today, I received instructions from my superiors."

"There is information that the cultists are being hidden in secret meetings."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and then looked at their cronies in disbelief.

What is this trying to do?

Do you deal with the secret meeting head-on?

Soon, the next words of the cronies confirmed their suspicions.

"The destination this time is Baker Street, the secret meeting branch!"

"Ready to go!"

Everyone replied in unison, "Yes!" ”

The crowd in the streets soon discovered that the streets were cordoned off, and the soldiers were guarding them from idlers.

Then a column of figures headed for a certain place.

The tense atmosphere also infected the crowd of onlookers, so they stopped coming forward to join in the fun.

When he was about to leave, he found that he was crowded with figures behind him, looking ahead expressionlessly, wearing dirty overalls.

Its density resembles a thick wall, which is daunting.

However, many people showed disgust on their faces, and some disgusted that they affected the city's appearance.

What's more, he picked up a handroll and covered his nose from afar, as if he smelled something.

Just as someone stepped forward to scold, they took a step forward at the same time.

"Boom-"

At this moment, it was as if the city walls were approaching them.

The man who scolded him was so frightened that he took a step back and fell to the ground.

An eerie aura began to permeate the crowd, making them even more emotionally unstable.

All of a sudden, people behaved in a variety of ways.

Someone stepped forward directly to beat those dirty people, but these huddled figures were indifferent to this, just moving forward step by step.

Their speed is getting faster and faster, and their destination is the street guarded by soldiers!

……

The cronies led the men to Baker Street, where several white figures were already waiting.

It was Bishop Randy and the others.

His face did not seem to have lost the sadness of the beginning, and he looked calmly at the grass and trees on Baker Street.

But the low momentum around it speaks of the turbulence of the heart.

"Bishop Randy!"

The cronies approached the bishop from the Holy See as if unconscious, and greeted him cordially.

Bishop Randy turned his head and responded with a cold gaze.

At this moment, the Holy See and the Secret Department have successfully come together.

They are here for one thing only.

That is to ask the secret society for the cultists hiding in it!

The cronies and Bishop Randy looked at the deserted streets, and no one came out to ask what was going on.

"Bishop Randy, it seems that they are also very weak-minded."

"As soon as I saw you, I shrank inside and didn't dare to come out, doesn't it mean that there is a cat inside."

The cronies smiled and arched the fire on the side.

Sure enough, Bishop Randy's face seemed a little gloomy when he heard this, and he took out something and planned to force his way into the protective circle.

Considering the strength of the Secret Society, they each brought some mysterious items today.

This item is used to break the formation.

And in the secret branch, these people are not unaware of the Holy See and the secret department, and they also know that they are not good.

But the people of the secret meeting are still discussing urgently, because their Radiant Moon powerhouses generally don't care about the world, and only have a strong interest in mysteries.

Therefore, the Ottoman Empire Branch, or the Huiyue powerhouses of all the Secret Branches, generally do not stay in one place.

They prefer to spend their longer lifespans to explore mysteries everywhere.

And now the two pillars of the secret meeting happen to be absent, so they can only be taken over by the morning star under the bright moon.

And this task fell to Sophia.

Sophia pressed her temples with a headache, she had been reading through the books in the library room, but someone pulled her out.

But Sophia is really not good at negotiating with people.

Aren't you afraid that the final negotiation will fail?