After listening to Klein's description, "Sun" Derrick thought for a moment and gave his own series of analyses, finally locking Miss Sharon's path to the "xenomorphous" pathway.

"Xenomorphs? Doesn't that refer to monsters? "Crane manipulates the "world," asked hoarsely.

"The Sun" Derick nodded calmly and explained the problem in detail.

"Xenomorph" originally referred to the various monsters that were differentiated from humans due to the negative effects of some extraordinary characteristics, and slowly the characteristics of "xenomorphs" happened to form an extraordinary pathway, so normal humans could also become xenomorphs by taking magic potions.

"Xenopathy? Which one does this refer to? What is the corresponding sequence 9 called? Crane asked the "world" curiously.

"Sun" Derick didn't care that this was the other party's first question, and saw it as a necessary addition: "In Silver City, the corresponding sequence 9 is called 'Prisoner'. ”

"Prisoners" ... Klein instantly thought of the relevant information he had learned before, and this path was in the hands of the "Rose School"...

He went on to speculate that Sharon and Marich might be defectors from the "Rose School" based on their performance and current situation.

The satisfied "world" ended the deal, and the last one to ask the question was Ademisor.

Little "Sun" looked at Ademisore with burning eyes.

Truth be told, of the answers provided by the four people, Derick believes that Mr. "Wheel of Fortune" provides the most comprehensive information and the most value.

Thinking of this, the little "sun" silently made up his mind in his heart, and he must know everything about Mr. "Wheel of Fortune", and he must have said everything.

Crane sat down and looked at Ademisore quietly, wondering what questions he would ask.

In the quiet atmosphere, Ademisol coughed lightly and said softly, "Hmm..."

"I'd like to know about your council elders."

Derick subconsciously looked at Mr. "Fool" above, and quickly answered the question.

I don't know what Mr. "Wheel of Fortune" is asking this for... He thought silently in his heart as he introduced.

When introduced to Elder Rovita, Darik's voice wandered, emphasizing that the Elder was a "shepherd" and wanted to see if Mr. Wheel of Fortune had anything to say.

After listening quietly to Derrick's introduction, Ademisor nodded and said, "I'm satisfied with your answer. ”

Immediately after his voice came, he quickly glanced at Derrick, and said in an ethereal tone, "You seem to have doubts about that Elder Lovita?" ”

Darek was stunned for a moment, and before he could continue to answer, Ademisor said to himself, "Don't doubt her, she is no worse than anyone else in Silver City. ”

"Sun" Derick showed a surprised expression and immediately asked, "How do you know?" ”

The corners of Ademisor's mouth rose, and he said profoundly: "This is the guidance of fate. ”

“……”

“……”

Darick and Klein were speechless together.

Next, several members shared their observations and news.

Klein ended the tarot gathering just in time before his spiritual exhaustion was exhausted.

A sense of fall came, and Ademisore opened his eyes and returned to the makeshift room.

He opened the door and walked straight out of the hotel, after all, it hadn't been long since he went out, and now he was afraid that Bena would be suspicious when he went back, although under his comfort, Bena's mood had been relatively stable, but it was still quite sensitive.

He told her that there was something important to stay here, and it was only after he could convince her to stay here for a few more days.

She was afraid that Bena would misunderstand her inadequacy in her investigation.

As soon as he walked out of the hotel, Ademisor's heart moved, and he reached out to stop a rental carriage and gave an address according to the inspiration's guidance.

"Okay." The coachman pulled down his hat slightly, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

Ademisor's spiritual instincts were touched, and he opened the carriage door and jumped down.

The brightly colored world turned gray in an instant, and the pedestrians on the road looked dull and stiff, looking like the "living corpses" of Marić.

The coachman's mouth grew and his shrill sirens echoed through the city, and the stiff-faced passers-by looked more and more strange.

What's that?

Ademisore frowned, and the "fangs" in his hand came out of the sheath like the wind, and he cleanly cut off the coachman's head.

The head, detached from the torso of his body, rolled around like a ball twice and finally froze, staring at Ademisor with his eyes fixed on him, his mouth still open and closed with a terrible and piercing scream.

Ademisor chuckled in his heart, and did not dare to stop, so he hurriedly rushed into the alley and ran to the green space across the street.

This must be the effect of some extraordinary object, he speculated in his mind, and his steps became faster and faster, hoping to escape the range of this extraordinary object as soon as possible and return to the real world.

He passed by a dull-faced pedestrian, who bent down and put their hands over their ears, screaming like the coachman.

Starting with the crowd in the green space, the screams gradually converged, deafening like ocean waves, sweeping through the entire block in waves, straight into people's heads.

Ademisor shook his head, sobering his drowsy consciousness from the voice, and he silently felt it, trying to locate the enemy.

Clear feedback on inspiration, with a clear layer to come!

Ademisor's frenzied footsteps stopped instantly, and without hesitation, he turned his body and sped back at a faster speed, over the greenery, past the corpse of the coachman's detached head.

Inspiration was fed back again, and the guy who attacked him moved.

Ademisole's left glove flickered, and a huge force erupted from his feet, and he jumped into the air without hesitation, folding his body into the shape of a cannonball with less air resistance, increasing the distance he could fly.

He crossed the park next to the inn and landed in the alley opposite, crushing the paving stones under his feet, and then jumping past a construction site.

Eventually, he jumped onto the roof, and more than once he stepped through the ceiling of the attic, or through the narrow gaps under the roof.

His steps were rather heavy, not hidden.

Once on the edge of the roof, he jumped towards the flagpole that towered over a certain boulevard.

He planned to use the flagpole as a springboard and jump over the parapet of the tall building across the alley.

Inspired by the location of his enemy, he clenched the fangs in his hand and burst out of the edge of the roof, pressing his feet on the flagpole in an exaggerated arc.

At this moment, the bolt of the flagpole suddenly broke, and part of the wall collapsed, and Ademisore fell straight down with a gloomy face.