What are his little cookies talking about?

The black-haired youth looked at Kolg who felt good about himself suspiciously.

The air formed a faint confinement around him, like a thin layer of eggshell, which would be accidentally shattered if he raised his hand.

Not moving is just because he doesn't want to move for a while......

"Oh? I'm not going to confess, am I? At the door, Korg continued unconsciously, "Then you can only suffer a little.......

"Wait! Be careful! Heras's eyes widened suddenly, and he let out a roar of disbelief.

Yager suddenly disappeared from his sight.

A white mist was left in place.

【Old Hunter's Leg Bone】

[Belonging to the leg bones of the Nameless Hunter, it is rumored that he was once Gelman's apprentice and learned the art of teleportation from him. 】＊

[Only hunters who are still visiting the dream realm can learn this special skill while holding this bone.] 】

Chunas Korg's face changed, and he immediately raised his hands: "Invisibility is forbidden here!" ”

"No movement here!"

"This—"

Korg's pupils constricted, and he watched as a crooked blade poked out of the chest of Heras next to him.

Blood arced through the air.

"Gurg..... Ahem......"

The body with a broken heart was thrown at random, rolled limply on the ground a few times, and landed at the hole in the center of the canvas.

Only the gasp of dying throes remains.

A few steps away, the black-haired youth who had solved a person in an instant disappeared from the air again.

"How could it be useless......"

The stout man in military uniform muttered in disbelief.

However, soon he couldn't open his mouth.

A hand with a pitch-black leather glove suddenly appeared! Grabbed him by the throat. The figure of the black-haired youth reappeared in front of him.

The meat saw slashed through the neck.

Blood gushed out.

Korg's dark blue eyes reflected a figure that seemed to come from hell.

The black knee-length trench coat was already stained with blood and shredded flesh, and under the retro-style tricorne hat was a deep left eye.

Red blood vessels protrude out of the skin in the whites of the eyes and slowly squirm.

Cold, brutal, and bloody.

He has gone mad.

Chunas Korg, a demigod, finally realized what he was up against in the last seconds before he lost consciousness.

He was plunged into eternal darkness.

The room was silent again, except for the distant sound of Heras struggling to spew blood.

Yager stared at the corpse in his hand, which had lost its look.

The extraordinary person of this sequence is really useless......

Thinking back to his experience in this world, the man in military uniform in front of him could be ranked at the top of the list, not even as good as other extraordinary people with a lower level of sequence.

There was a reflection in the corpse's eyes.

What is that?

Yager, who was about to throw people to the ground, subconsciously looked over.

Psionic vision turns on passively.

There was no need to trace the source along the silk thread behind him, a figure that seemed to descend on the corpse automatically appeared in his field of vision!

Thousands of miles away, a majestic man dressed in a red robe inlaid with precious stones and wearing a crown sat upright on a seat made of gold, looked at him with a gloomy face, and raised his hand.

The two looked at each other from a distance.

Yager quickly retreated, throwing out the corpse in front of him with all his might!

"Boom !!!!!!!"

.......

At the end of the day, it was Bakeland's magic time.

Bright red fiery clouds stained the gray sky, adding some color to the road of the commuters. Horse-drawn carriages clattered along the evening masonry road to the sound of 'da-da' hooves.

A long time ago, the people of a kingdom believed that this was a cursed time, when all evil spirits and ghosts would appear in the sky.

Spanning countless years, Beckland may also have such a legend.

"Bang !!!!"

With an explosion that resounded through the East End, black smoke rose from the estate of the famous wealthy man Capping in the lower city.

A thick cloud of smoke from the debris of the building enveloped the otherwise well-groomed garden.

Pedestrians near and far stopped and looked over, their mouths opening in surprise in an O-shape.

Including the Steam Church squad on their way, and their lead party, Klein.

Everyone's pupils are shaken.

Iconser Bernard, who had a carriage with Klein, was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground with the mirror in his hand.

He was dumbfounded and asked Klein next to him, "This is the intruder you are talking about?" ”

“...... Oh, yes. Crane also stared blankly at the house over there, "I told you it looked dangerous.....

As we talked, the smoke slowly cleared, revealing the collapsed building behind it.

Most of the once palatial villa had collapsed, and there was a massive collapse on the right side, as if a large piece had been missing in the middle of the room.

The group looked up at the scene.

"Shall we go again?" After a long time, the Mechanical Heart team asked hoarsely.

“..... I'm sure His Excellency the Archbishop will come soon. Iconser Bernard replied, regaining his grip on the mirror in his arms.

......

In the smoke and dust, a dusty black-haired youth crawled out of the ruins.

"Phew." He turned his head sideways, spit out the dust from his mouth, and patted the dust off his body.

Unfortunately, the trench coat is still covered in debris because the bricks and stones are still falling from the top of the head.

This study, which was neat and bright ten minutes ago, is now a combination of a demolition site and a murder scene, and to be honest, it is not easy for the crystal lamp on its ceiling to survive.

Not far away, the steel structure of the hallway poked out of the crumbling stone wall and curved downward, toppling the stone above it downward, cutting off the path to the living room.

If he hadn't thrown the corpse down the hallway to the living room on the other end in time, it would have been time for the tentacle survivability test.

Fortunately, the little stone that was currently not hurting him much, and he came out of the ashes intact.

Out of danger, Yager frowned, thinking back to the figure he had just seen.

Crown, red robe, golden throne.

Taken together, the figure was clearly King of Rune, George III.

Perhaps because of the blood relationship between the extraordinary people in military uniforms and the royal family, at the moment of Korg's death, George III looked at the corpse.

Judging by the illusory sense of blockage he had when he looked at the past, the king was undoubtedly only half a step away from the true God.

Similar to the level of the blonde Extraordinaire on the previous church spire.

With the appearance of the king, the speculation that Kapin's business has royal backing has been completely confirmed.

Large-scale human trafficking, cooperation between royal families and cults, and conflicts between nations. Beckland looks like it's coming up with a storm.

What conspiracy is brewing here?

Yager's brow furrowed even deeper.

What's more, his life experience is also involved in this troublesome royal secret, and the dead Bill Rudolph seems to be connected with several forces, and the cause of death is a mystery.

If he is to find his past in this situation, he will have to take more risks.

For example, the police and the church are definitely on their way right now.

He glanced at a few points of Extraordinary Light that had already appeared in the distance.

With a sigh, the black-haired youth decided to return to the present first.

The top priority is to complete the underground investigation of the place before the church arrives, look for clues about the missing Bill's mother and Liv's daughter, and then teleport home immediately.

It's a waste to leave this trip now.

He turned and walked to the surviving underground entrance, stepped over Heras's lifeless corpse, and hurried into the darkness.

Fortunately, because the explosion caused by George III was far away from the room, the cowsmaidens huddled inside were not affected.

Moreover, perhaps because the previous starry sky was not really a "starry sky", but because Yager simulated it with a secret method, most of the girls had recovered from the temporary vertigo and cautiously looked at the black-clothed intruder who walked in.

Confirming that no one had grown strange limbs, Yager walked over with reassurance, ignoring them.

The next police officer who arrives will be responsible for rescuing the victim, so he doesn't have to save people and leave more flaws.

The dungeon of Capin was dark, filled with the stench of excrement and rotting wounds, and the further you went, the more often large pools of uncleaned blood appeared in the corners and on the ground.

Under the faint light of the candles, countless girls shrank in the corner, secretly observing the new youth with timid eyes.