In the morning, Lewis disguised as Harlan and went to his target, a workhouse in the district of Calan.

The despondent homeless lined up to apply for admission to the workhouse, but many more were ruthlessly driven away, dragging their tired bodies like walking corpses in search of their next stop in life.

The homeless who were able to enter the workhouse were lucky, and they would enjoy a week of being fed here, and when the time came, they would be driven away again.

Then, a very lucky few homeless people may be able to find a barely subsistence job, or they may continue to wander until they starve to death on the streets.

Lewis didn't expect that this was actually a hiding place for the gangsters, and the so-called workhouse was just a tool for some rich people to show their generosity or avoid taxes.

However, the fact that the gang opened a workhouse was a bit different, and this was at least a cultured gang.

In the southeast corner of the workhouse there was a warehouse full of miscellaneous items, which was surrounded by withered and dried weeds, some of which were half a man tall and seemed to have not been used for some days.

Lewis walked around to the warehouse, pushed open the secret door, and was able to enter the messy warehouse.

The warehouse was littered with dusty bedding, brooms and mops wrapped in cobwebs, and it looked so messy.

Opening the secret door, a staircase leading to the ground appeared, and from here down was a corridor paved with bluestone bricks, and the air was filled with the faint scent of rose essential oil, and the ground was clean and tidy.

Walk along the road all the way to the end, there is a secret door here, after pushing open the secret door is an empty and huge underground space, the white-haired old man is in the first house, what documents are he holding in his hand.

"Harlan, you've arrived." The light of the gas lamp danced, and the white-haired old man put down the papers in his hand, his mind gradually became blank, and a sense of vanity took over his body and mind, which caused him to not turn on his spiritual vision to peep at Lewis in the first place.

"Yes, I would love to be as strong as Ms. Bella, and I'm glad I have this opportunity." Lewis subconsciously paid attention to the seal in his trouser pocket.

The depraved harmonica can unconsciously affect the people around him, and will make the other party do a lot of irrational wrong behavior, even if he has wrapped this seal with spirituality, he still can't completely block the power of this seal.

And he let Miss Elana take away the depraved desire in his body in advance, and he will not be affected by the seal in a short time, and he can calmly face everything here.

The white-haired old man nodded, and with a reminder of vanity, he said:

"Since the First Age, I don't know how many people have tried to reach out to the transcendent, but there are very few transcendents like me.

It's understandable that you cherish this opportunity, but becoming a transcendent is just a new starting point, and it may take years of exploration to tap into as much of your own power as I did. ”

The white-haired old man and Lewis boasted a lot of things, including his knowledge of the otherworld, the strength of Lady Bella, and the fact that their wolf gang did great business.

Lewis just listened silently, clapping a rainbow fart from time to time, in case the vain old man woke up from the influence of the depraved harmonica.

It worked well, and he was barely examined until half an hour later, when footsteps sounded in the quiet corridor outside.

Outside the door, a fat lady, almost as wide as two Lewis, stood there like a wall, her heels under her feet seemed overwhelmed and made a tooth-aching sound.

"This is Ms. Bella, and of course, plumpness is also the charm of Ms. Bella." Under the influence of the seal, the old man almost subconsciously said what he thought.

Lady Bella, who was in a good mood because of her appreciation, asked the old man:

"Have you checked on him? Whether or not they have the qualifications to become transcendent. ”

"Sorry, I'll check it out right away."

The white-haired old man seemed to remember something, and knocked twice in a row on his forehead to turn on his vision.

Lewis is fearless, his life level is much higher than the old man in front of him, if he wants to hide it, even if the other party turns on the spiritual vision, he will not be able to observe anything.

He has completely lifted the spiritual wall that sealed the "Fallen Harmonica", and when this seal has taken effect, he will directly use the power of the Key of Light to obliterate Bella as quickly as possible.

The white-haired old man looked at Lewis, and in his eyes, the other party was a healthy person, and his mood was fine, at least it was not easy to die immediately after taking the potion.

This shows that Lewis meets the conditions to be transcendent.

"Very well, the potion I prepared for him is a 'criminal', this kind of transcendent can use a variety of weapons, and is a true weapon expert......"

The old man got up to look for materials, and at that moment, Lewis sensed the hint of fate, and the time had come to make a move.

"Horn!"

The sound of snapping fingers echoed through the underground chamber, the flickering gas lamp seemed to be completely still for a moment, and the next moment, Bella seemed to fall into an infinite repetition pattern, she appeared outside the door, repeatedly squeezed into the small room, and said the first words to the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man didn't know what was happening, and he watched in horror as Lady Bella repeated what she had just said, and the figure retreated out of the room again.

At that moment, Lewis smiled charmingly, slowly pulled out his pistol, and pulled the trigger.

"Pong Pong...... Table tennis! ”

First, three silver-white bullets poured out, and these bullets hit Bella's head, opening the other man's skull, and the red and gray liquid mixed together scattered on the ground.

Then, another bullet hit the heart, splattering white fat from the flowers.

At this point, Lady Bella died before she could even react, a smile of praise still hanging from the corner of her mouth.

The battle was fleeting, and the white-haired old man's mind went blank as he watched Lady Bella's massive body fall in a pool of blood.

He's dead? That amazing Lady Bella just died? She obviously hasn't shown superhuman strength yet, she's obviously invincible.

But how could the invincible Lady Bella die at the hands of this low-level little member?

The white-haired old man stared at Lewis angrily and roared:

"Harun!

Damn it, what the hell did you do?

You—You're a demon!

Damn thing......"

"I'm sorry, I'm not Harlan." Lewis placed his right hand on his face, and a faceless face appeared in front of the white-haired old man.

At this moment, the white-haired old man's mind was cold when he was carried away by anger, and he subconsciously retreated, wanting to escape.

Lewis threw a sleep charm to the old man's sleep, and he performed a ritual to transport Lady Bella's body to the gray mist.

Now, he had to get out of here quickly, preferably channeling Ms. Bella's body within an hour.

There's a third chapter, but it's not until after 12 o'clock.

(End of chapter)