Finally, the raindrops fell on the top of the city of Salem with the sound of rolling thunder.

Perhaps because it hadn't rained for a long time, this rain was extraordinarily heavy, and every drop of rain seemed to carry a heavy resentment, slamming down on every building in the city.

In this huge curtain woven by thunderstorms, everything that is happening is also covered with a thick veil.

In the enclosed room containing the Eye of Mel's Secret Instrument, a rat with three tails is bathed in the strange light emitted by the Secret Instrument, running back and forth on the paper documents scattered all over the ground.

It's like those house mice who push the books off the shelves and then wreak havoc on them.

Judging from the numbers above, these paper documents can only be regarded as a part of the affairs handled by the Legislative Committee in the past half a month, and it will take at least a whole night to scan all these things.

Luckily, he quickly found the trick on his previous work experience, and when he discovered that the paper documents were numbered with dates and times, he immediately cut out the out-of-scope documents and read them with the remaining stack of documents in his hands.

The first thing that was marked "The Nineteenth Day of the Golden Wine" was the first day he arrived in this world as Shog Ernst, and which contained some records of the Legislature's branch in the surrounding area of the city of Salem.

"To the east of Salem City, in the Lone Wolf Ridge Crystallization Mine, some miners gathered and expressed their dissatisfaction with the treatment of the mine, and then had a fierce conflict with the mine guards, resulting in one serious injury and one death of the guards, and the stream-level mage stationed in the mine was dealt with."

"Three people have publicly spoken to the Judicial Committee and its members in the Bell Tower Square in the center of Salem City, and it has been handed over to the Salem Police Department."

"In the city of Selen, the Silver Trout Tavern in the north reported the whereabouts of the wild mage, and the lake-level advisor Willine Ernst and four stream-level executors handled the ......"

Seeing the familiar name, Xiuge nodded slightly: "Judging from this document, until this time, the Law Committee should not know about Wei Lin's situation, and she is still being treated as a regular magic consultant. ”

After a moment's thought, he divided the small stack of papers into three piles again, threw aside the papers that had gathered around the nineteenth, and flipped through the other records.

This time, luck was finally on Xiuge's side.

Soon, he found a record that might help the situation.

"On the thirteenth day of the Golden Wine Month, due to the impact of the follow-up armistice celebration, the Golden Boot caravan arrived in the city ahead of schedule, and has received all the material supplies of this month in accordance with the usual methods and regulations, and due to the armistice celebration, a total of ten special materials such as the magic road pendulum, the new magic book, and the high-concentration crystalline ore have been received, and the personnel who arrived with the caravan are counted as one lake-level magic consultant, four stream-level executors, ten raindrop-level mages and apprentices, and the personnel list has been handed over to a special person for registration and processing."

Xiuge closed his eyes and silently calculated the time in his mind: "The thirteenth, that is, the first five days before the city of Salem entered a state of complete lockdown...... The timing matches what Wei Lin said before, and the 'Golden Boots' mentioned in the record should be the caravan responsible for transporting the adult changeling insects to the city of Selen, so it seems that the spies and spies in the Wattle Kingdom have already explored these plans of the Law Council very clearly...... Bringing the shapeshifters into the city in a convoy of supplies that are replenished every month, it's no wonder that the Judicial Council hasn't found out. ”

"However, judging from the shapeshifters I encountered before, although they have been out of the fragile stage of their juveniles, if they want to survive the long journey, they must need someone to protect their living environment and continue to provide them with magic power, since Wei Lin and the others don't know about the shapeshifter, then the person in charge of this must exist in the Golden Boot Caravan."

Thinking clearly about the connection, Xiuge's spirit immediately lifted, he hurriedly turned to another stack of documents, and was about to start flipping through it, but saw that the heavy metal door that closed the secret room suddenly lit up with a faint dark golden magic fluorescence, and the complex and fine patterns spread from the center of the door to all directions, which was clearly someone opening the door!

"To die!"

Xiuge cursed in his heart, so the Running Rat immediately moved under his command, and the three narrow tails appeared with dark green poisonous shadows, and then these tails swept through the pile of papers, and the extremely corrosive fog immediately shrouded the top of these documents, and began to wantonly destroy and erode these magic papers.

The metal door was slowly opening, and before Xiuge could finish the matter at hand, more than one figure had already appeared at the door of the secret room, and Xiuge could even see the dark blue robes on the mages - this meant that it was definitely not an ordinary clerk, but a real executor of the legal committee!

At the moment of this conclusion, Xiuge made a decision.

A cruel and resolute command successfully reached the Running Rat through magic, so the already bloodthirsty and extremely crazy magical creature immediately jumped onto the metal platform next to the Eye of Mel's Secret Instrument, and then the Running Rat quickly turned its body, and the sharp claws bit directly on its two tails, tearing them off from its body alive.

The sharp stinging sensation was once again fed back into Xiuge's mind, and under the interference of this pain, Xiuge felt that his magic began to flow at an alarming speed, and even the magic disc in the spiritual world was affected, and it spun rapidly, as if it was trying to squeeze the last trace of magic remaining in Xiuge's body.

Something strange beyond Xiuge's expectations suddenly happened at this moment.

"Ha ......"

At the moment when his spirit and consciousness were loosened by the influence of magic, a short chuckle from the darkness of the void came into Xiuge's mind, and the laughter seemed to have some kind of unpredictable and terrifying power, and under its interference, Xiuge fell into a brief trance, and the running rat that had been under his control also broke free from the reins that bound him at this moment, revealing his original hideous face.

It let out a terrifying shrill hiss, then shook its head vigorously, and threw the two blood-soaked severels it had torn with its own hands towards the door of the secret room, and then pounced on the young clerk who had been deliberately spared by Xiuge and was now fainting to death.

"Bang bang!"

With two muffled sounds, a dark green poisonous mist mixed with flesh and blood fragments exploded near the Myr's Eye Secret Instrument, and the rapidly spreading corrosive light and shadow enveloped one of the Leguals mages near the gate, and in his heart-rending howl of pain, the last of the Running Rat's long tail swung up, and then stabbed down like a sharp sword, striking the hapless clerk in the back of the neck with precision.

The Running Rat, who had succeeded in creating the killing, immediately let out a cry of pleasure, and at this moment, Xiuge's consciousness finally barely came to his senses, and he didn't care about the sudden strange situation in his body, nor did he care about apologizing and silent mourning for the young clerk who was also working overtime but died tragically for an inexplicable time, so he immediately cut off the magic supply to the Running Rat, forcing it to "dissolve" on the spot.

So, in the magical light that gushed out from outside the chamber of the secret rite, the figure of the Running Rat quickly dried up, and under the bombardment of several magic rays, its figure had turned into a puddle of indistinguishable liquid, and at this time, the documents of the Legion that Xiuge had flipped through, and the pages of the magic books that had been bound and wrapped around the Running Rat, were also destroyed in the drifting corrosive fog.

……

Another muffled thunder exploded in the dark clouds above the city of Seren, a loud noise that shook the restless sleep of the inhabitants and muffled some of the discordant sounds in the city.

"Uh-huh!"

Hugh huddled by the shelves of the clothing store, his dark face darkened by the drowsiness and pain in his head.

A dark green glow of mana was emanating from his body, and when his palms pressed against the wooden floors and shelves, they left one dent after another of corrosive marks.

Just now, at the moment when that unpredictable strange laughter appeared in Xiuge's mind, he felt that his spiritual world seemed to fall into a temporary state of loss of control, and the metal magic disc that had always been precise and stable began to rotate wildly, inlaid on the disk, the dark green spar that should have continuously provided Xiuge with magic power unusually emitted a bright light, and the tentacles and mouse patterns engraved in the grooves of the disc were also like two prisoners imprisoned in a cage, With this change comes the start of a stir.

The destructive Calon Touches began to manifest themselves in Shog's body, writhing and stretching wantonly, and the rumbling thunder in the sky whipped everything around Shog, and in a very short time the neat shops were reduced to chaos like robbers crossing the border.

Xiuge gritted his teeth while trying to adjust his breathing and state, this process can be said to be extremely painful, he did not learn how to really manipulate his magic, he could only rely on his vague feeling that was not clear to try, maybe because he hit the right direction, or because the magic in his body got a certain catharsis, the uncontrolled mania finally subsided, although the pain in the skull continued, but the many magical visions that appeared on Xiuge finally stopped.

He slowly stood up on the shelf behind him, and then sat down on a cabinet that had been knocked to the ground by black tentacles, gasping for breath vigorously.

"What the hell is going on?"

He looked around with trepidation, thinking back to what he had just been through, and finally, focusing his doubts on the short laughter that suddenly appeared in his head: "What the hell is going on here?" Could it be that I've been mad by the so-called so-called so-called so-called so-called sorcery? Or ......"

At this moment, Xiuge suddenly remembered a figure.

The black figure that appeared in the dream world when he had just died, unable to distinguish his identity and face, and had never spoken a word to himself.

It suddenly seemed to him that the laughter seemed familiar, and he seemed to have heard a similar sound when he was kicked into the dark door.

This thought made Xiuge get goosebumps in an instant, this feeling of not being able to completely control his own strength and body was extremely bad, he only felt that there was an invisible huge palm hidden behind his back, as long as it was happy or willing, then it could exert influence on him anytime and anywhere.

"Thankfully, the most needed information has arrived...... The Golden Boot Merchant Group, as long as they can find their location, then they can find someone who knows more about the Waters Kingdom and the Ernst family's plans, and at the moment when the Deland Kingdom and the Law Council have moved towards cooperation, they can only rely on the power of another behemoth to protect themselves. ”

Xiuge wiped the cold sweat from his face, he didn't plan to stay in this place any longer, he also damaged the pages of the Running Rat to hide the traces of magic when he forcibly disconnected the magic connection, which meant that his whereabouts were very likely to be exposed, and it was definitely not the right choice to stay where he was.

Just as he got up to leave the store, a somewhat discordant sound suddenly came from outside the store.

It was the sound of heavy footsteps.

Each time, it was like a huge hammer smashing down on the stone brick floor.

Although the sound was not as loud as the thunder in the sky, the sense of oppression it brought was far greater than it.

Shuge felt his heart stop beating, and he quickly held his breath, silently retreated from the glass window of the store, and slowly moved towards the stairs leading to the second floor of the store.

"Knock...... Knock ......"

The suffocating sound of footsteps came slowly, and what scares Shug most of the times happened—the footsteps stopped abruptly on the street in front of the shop.

At this moment, even if Xiuge didn't have to rely on the magic disk's warning, he knew that the situation was not good.

The only ones who could make this kind of footstep sound and follow his magic trail all the way must have been the sword-wielding hermits in the Dharma, and this conclusion filled Xiuge's heart with helplessness and panic, and he put his slightly trembling palm into the pocket of his trench coat, and gently pinched the two spherical metal objects placed there, which were the two alchemical bombs he had exchanged for the hair of the swamp witch in the dream world.

In the current situation, these two magic bombs, which had not been tested at all, seemed to be his only hope of getting out.