Vika stared blankly at the bee, his expression depressed, as if he was lost at the disappearance of the puddle.

However, after Matteo slapped him on the shoulder, Vika immediately came to his senses: "Sorry, I seem to see something......"

Matteo glanced at the bee that was still chewing: "Anyway, the north side is the direction of the docks, let's continue to go." ”

"Remuneration." The sound of speech came from the bee's wings, and its curly tentacles stretched out and reached Vika's side

Vika grasped one of the bee's tentacles, then motioned for Matteo to hold the other, and in a slight sting that scraped across his palm, Mattio felt the spiritual power in his body fall into a vortex, and half of it flew away in a matter of seconds.

This spirit creature kept its promise, did not absorb a little more, but took the initiative to take it back, and waved his head at Vika for the last time: "As soon as possible, the grid of fate is also disturbed by the shadows. ”

What does this mean? Vika, why don't you translate it for me......"

As Matteo spoke, the bee shook its fluffy spherical tail, rubbed a spiritual gap with its forefeet, and then flapped its wings and slammed into it with a swift movement that did not match his leisurely tone.

Such a performance was obviously avoiding something, and thinking of the warning words just now, Vika immediately became vigilant, and he pushed Mattio the back, and whispered in his mouth:

"Hurry up, hurry up! It warns us that danger is getting closer, and that our enemies themselves have the ability to interfere with divination, and it is really too dangerous to stay here......"

Matteo sighed in confusion: "Then why don't we leave in the first place, and you still have to sleep in the hotel for a few hours?" ”

"No, the time to stay at the hotel is a kind of time difference to get rid of the other party, but I always feel very uncomfortable......"

Vika was still thinking about the words of the Bee Courier, as if to provoke his restlessness, a terrible scream of the night owl rang out, causing Vika to slap the spirit.

He subconsciously looked up to the beam, but he didn't see the bird that suddenly made a sound.

The two men marched north again, trotting hurriedly, except for the sound of footsteps in the quiet streets, which seemed harsh when most of the people were asleep.

Matteo strode forward with his suitcase and looked at his surroundings suspiciously: "Seriously, there shouldn't be anyone on the street at this point, but ......"

"Well, it's a little too quiet." Vika's brow furrowed.

The two of them quickened their pace further, and it didn't take long for a little excitement to appear on Matteo's face: "It's finally here, just go two more streets, and turn left in the direction of that dock—"

A low, magnetic voice abruptly interrupted Matteo's words: "Congratulations, congratulations, that's the final destination?" ”

Mattio subconsciously replied, "Yes, right away—"

Matteo and Vika threw themselves forward in no particular order, Matteo rolled around before he bounced, and a revolver had already been drawn in his hand, while Vika turned one hand on the ground in a more subtle motion, and he had already adjusted his center of gravity in an instant, and gently reversed the direction of his entire body.

Vika was facing the stranger who had suddenly spoken, holding a charm that had escaped out of nowhere, but cold sweat was oozing from his forehead.

He didn't turn on his vision, and it was clear that this was the most important thing he should have done at this time, and Vika looked as calm as Matteo, but he was already panicking in his heart. He didn't have the courage to turn on his vision, and his spiritual instincts kept screaming of unknown meaning, almost making Vika lose the courage to face the mysterious man.

The cloak man leaned against the eaves of a house as if he had been there all along, waiting leisurely for the two to arrive.

Matteo glanced at Vika's reaction, and when he saw Vika's pale face, Matteo fired a backhand shot at the man in an instant.

Gunshots rang out – and then nothing happened.

The bullet is gone.

Matteo didn't even come to his senses when Vika lunged at him, and under Matteo's stunned gaze, Vika slammed into Matteo's elbow, and the gun was pulled again in the middle of the collision, and a second gunshot rang out.

"Bang!"

Blood splattered from a scrape on the edge of Vika's shoulder, spilling on both of them at the same time, but Vika's voice was hidden between the gunshots, and he pronounced a Gufsak word: "Chaos." ”

The man under the hood straightened up slightly, but before he could do anything more, the stray bullet grazed the eaves, and I don't know which part it pierced, and the house began to collapse in an instant.

If it was just the collapse of an ordinary house, it wouldn't have bothered the stalker—but the spell was stained with Vika's blood, and it burst into a fierce silver light.

In just an instant, a radius of tens of meters was enveloped.

Matteo didn't know what was happening, his spirit was a blur, as if all his senses had suddenly been closed, his body seemed to have vanished, leaving only a faint consciousness, shivering in an indescribable emptiness.

It wasn't until someone called his name that Matteo felt an inexplicable attraction, he rolled his eyelids vigorously and reopened his eyes, finding himself being dragged by Vika, and they had reached the edge of the dock.

"Just now, just now...... What's going on......" Matteo looked around and saw the "Clover" a few dozen meters away, and felt that his spirituality was almost at the bottom, and his brain was still in a blank state.

"The charm, I made it with the symbol behind the messenger." Vika helped Matteo to stand on his feet, the wound on his shoulder causing him to frown.

Mattio nodded: "Get on the boat and bandage, and for the rest, you can tell Captain Aaron directly...... You probably have more in common. ”

——

A few minutes later, the cloaked mysterious man walked to the dock, but did not continue to catch up with the ship, but only smiled and watched the "Clover" set sail in a hurry.

"Finally completed this task, these two low sequences are so able to escape, I thought they were so special...... It's kind of boring. ”

As a result, the two of them are just ordinary extraordinary beings, and with a little "good luck", they can repeatedly get out of the scope of his tracking. But now that the "Time Worm" has been put down, no matter where they go, it is news that the Ontology wants to know, and it has nothing to do with him.

The middle-aged man pinched his right eye socket wearing monocles twice, and looked at the ship that had entered the sea in a hurry to shrink in the distance, and a very satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Turn back and walk down the gradually lit streets, and it will soon be a new day.

The morning light rose over the horizon, but it didn't touch the slightest corner of his clothes that swayed behind him.

All right! The second update! Got it up to the other day.