Putting the letter away and lifting the sealed spiritual wall, Lewis left the colony bar.

Darkness had begun to engulf the small city by the harbor, and the huge ship of steel docked on the shore, spewing black smoke like a clock announcing a strike.

It's just that in this gang-infested city, this kind of sunrise and sunset life doesn't seem normal.

In the city, Lewis had not seen gangs fighting each other, nor had he seen anything too dangerous, and there seemed to be something unusual about the peace.

Without much thought, Lewis returned to the inn, where he burned the letter and opened a lead box.

In the lead box, a tuft of blue hair lay silently.

This handful of blue hair is a transcendent trait, and it carries some of the abilities of the Wind Bearer, which can create wind blades and harness temporal winds.

For Lewis, the Wind Favorer's abilities were of little use, and what he feared most was the pollution of the Chaos Sea.

As soon as the hairs touch the skin, the contamination takes effect, and the person who touches it quickly becomes an unconscious monster.

"It's hard to get rid of this kind of pollution completely, and even over time, the pollution I encounter will get worse and worse." Lewis took out the sun phalanx and dripped a few drops of golden liquid onto his palm, the black lines on his hand making a sneering sound.

Ever since he was polluted, he had occasionally seen a scene in his dreams, a pitch-black sea.

The water is tumbling, and the splashes will turn into struggling, distorted faces, and let out miserable and unwilling cries.

"The Sun Phalanges can only suppress the pollution of the Chaos Sea, and in order to combat this pollution, I need more power." Lewis shook his palm.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of leather shoes on the wooden floor, these sounds were noisy and disorderly, and the cashier in front of the counter was so frightened that he sat on the ground, panting frantically, as if he had just finished exercising.

The voices rang out first on the first floor, then on the second floor, and they pushed open the door, as if looking for someone.

Lewis had a thought, and he sealed his blue hair in a lead box and extinguished the gas lamp.

In the darkness, he held his cane, and his whole body seemed to disappear, except for a pair of extremely imperceptible brown eyes looking around.

The door was kicked open, and the latch fell to the floor, catapulting at Lewis's feet.

A man in a black uniform appeared outside the door, poked his head into the room, looked left and right, and ran away to make sure there was no one in the room.

The figure of Lewis emerged from the shadows, lying on the bed, trying to enter the dream.

It was clear that it was the gangsters who were looking for him.

"What the hell is going on? Was it my tryst with Miss Stephanie that caught someone's attention?

Miss Stephanie hadn't shown up for a few days, and it was not ruled out that the incident had something to do with her.

No, maybe not, those gang members won't do anything about it, it should be that I reported human trafficking that annoyed them. ”

Within a few minutes, all the gangsters who had come to the hotel to investigate had left, and Lewis had managed to fall asleep.

It was pitch black in front of me, and in this pitch black environment, the sound of rustling could be heard, as if the corpse was produced after the collision with the corpse.

Suddenly, a light appeared in front of the darkness, and Lewis's eyes were drawn to the light, and there was a pure and immaculate maiden, who knelt there, praying for something.

He didn't see the girl's face, but his instincts in the dream told him that the young lady was Miss Windsor.

Lewis's eyes turned from vigilance to horror, his head almost burst, and there was an ugly, terrifying whisper in his ears.

This feeling only lasted for a moment, and he felt that everything was so comfortable, as if he wanted to stretch his body and sink all the time.

"Hiss......"

At the critical moment, Lewis opened his eyes, and the cramped hotel room was still in front of him.

"What's that? I just glanced at Him above the gray mist, and He began to invade my consciousness.

He's always looking for me? ”

Having not dared to sleep all night, Lewis's mind was full of promotions, and he could feel that his situation was getting worse and worse.

Whether it's to find Mandy or to live better, he has to work hard to get promoted.

After waiting until the evening, Lewis put on his mask and rushed to the outside of warehouse 18 in the docklands.

The crimson moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and it was difficult to see a person in this pitch black environment, but Lewis could hear the sound of breathing.

Opening the spiritual vision, Lewis saw the brilliance of the spirit, and the other party's body and the surrounding environment were integrated, which was very inconspicuous.

"Paul said that you have the extraordinary properties of the Calamity Sea Serpent in your hands, what price should I pay to get such an item?" Lewis deliberately pulled away more than 5 meters from the other side, and he was on guard.

The man shifted his gaze and said without emotion: "That's right, I have the 'bitter gall of the Calamity Sea Serpent' in my hands, I don't know if this will meet your requirements." ”

"At what cost?" Lewis asked again, the bitter gall of the Calamity Sea Serpent was indeed what he needed, and the market price was around £2,000.

"Save one person, in a few nights, there will be a ship to the Southern Continent here, I don't know the specific time for the time being, I will inform you when the time comes."

The ship belonged to some pirates who were in collusion with local gangsters and engaged in human trafficking. ”

Lewis's face was slightly gloomy, pirates and gangsters colluded, and there was really something wrong with the port of Enmat.

"Who do you want me to save?"

"A lady, in three days I will get more specific and detailed information, and then I can make a relevant plan." The other party said.

"How do I contact you?" Lewis asked again.

The other party pondered for a moment, and said firmly: "Come to the local Storm Church, find the priest, and say that you want to see Bazel, and he will arrange it." ”

"Good!"

The first meeting was brief, just a hurried exchange of things, and the mysterious man left.

However, Lewis can almost confirm that the other party is the official transcendent of the Storm Church, but the sequence is relatively low, and it may be at the level of sequence eight or nine.

"The Storm Church should have a considerable number of forces in Nmatt Harbor, and if they want to rescue anyone, they can be dispatched.

Unless, the Storm Church is more deeply involved with the local gangs than I thought, or maybe the gangs are too strong. ”

Lewis was more inclined to the latter conjecture, that the local gangs were too strong to deal with this behemoth, even if a few local churches joined forces.

After all, just the gangster transcendent who took care of the auction had at least the level of Sequence Seven.

In the small city of Port Enmat, its strength is equivalent to the captain of an official transcendent team.

(End of chapter)