“…… If the evil god succeeds, the disaster it causes could spread throughout the city of Tingen......"

In the gray mist that enveloped her, Angel saw a figure in a trench coat leaning against the wall, maintaining a posture of prayer and constantly speaking.

The slightly illusory sound faded away, and then the fog cleared, and she saw the crowd around her again.

Forcing himself to calm down from the chaos, Angel quickly sorted out the news he had just heard in his head.

The evil god is coming, and the target location is even in the Nightwatcher's station not far from here?

She subconsciously turned her gaze to the north, behind a few low buildings, there was the Black Thorn Security Company, at this time the sky was clear and sunny in that direction, and there was no trace of the "evil god" at all.

But the picture in the gray fog just now is undoubtedly the handiwork of Mr. Fool, and he should not deceive himself, at least not in this kind of thing......

And Angel can be sure that the figure in the prayer posture in the picture just now is Klein Moretti, who is about to participate in the celebration with her today.

Unexpectedly, Klein actually recited the name of the fool and became his follower...... Was it after he recommended it to the Fool, or did he become a believer in the Fool a long time ago, but he never joined the Tarot Society?

Without thinking about it, Angel can only assume that the information is true at present, and there is only one thing to do now.

Send Melissa and Benson away, then return to Blackthorn Security and join the fight!

"Melissa, Benson, come with me."

She took Melissa's hand and said to Benson, who was listening carefully to the speech.

Both of them looked at Angel suspiciously, but then nodded under the latter's serious expression.

The three of them squeezed through the crowd and left the crowded park square amid Congressman Maynard's impassioned speech, and walked across the promenade to the side of Red Moon Street.

"Listen, Mr. Benson," Angel let go of her grip on Melissa and glanced guiltily at the latter's reddened wrist before continuing, "you take Melissa out of here in a hired carriage at once, the farther the better, the steam train should be too late, hurry to the docks, and leave Tingen by boat, if ...... If nothing happens to Tingen, I'll be back tomorrow. ”

After saying this, Angel waved his hand to the hired carriage parked on the side of the road, and the coachman saw the business coming to the door, and led the horse in this direction.

Looking back, she realized that both Benson and Melissa had looked at her with expressions as if they had just met her.

"Can I ask what happened?"

It was Benson who spoke, not as confused and worried as Melissa was, but still with a slight hesitation in his tone.

Angel looked at the Moretti siblings, listened to the faint "My goal is not just to become mayor" speech in the distance, took a deep breath, hid the words of "the evil god has descended" back to his heart, and replied vaguely:

"A very dangerous thing is about to happen in the North End, and maybe even the entire city of Tingen, and if it's handled properly, no one will be hurt, but if the worst happens......" she said slowly, looking at Benson, whose eyes were getting wider, "at least I hope you survive." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Melissa asked anxiously:

"What about Klein? Is he like you? ”

“…… Yes. ”

Angel closed his eyes and nodded, the two brothers and sisters knew that they worked in the same company, and there was no need to lie.

"Alright, Melissa, don't ask any more." Reaching out to press Melissa's shoulder, Benson barely managed to squeeze out a smile, "Let's leave for the docks, then find a clipper, leave Tingen as soon as possible, hide far away, and come back tomorrow." ”

As if to reassure Angel, he said what he was going to do next, and then pulled Melissa, who still wanted to continue to ask, and boarded the hired carriage waiting next to him.

Seeing that the two did not ask too many questions, but obediently got into the carriage, Angel finally breathed a sigh of relief, she motioned to the waiting coachman to leave, and she took two steps back, and finally glanced at the carriage.

The window on this side was opened, and Melissa's small head poked out, and her black hair was stuck in the crack in the window, but she didn't care.

"You'll come back safely, right? With Klein? ”

The girl's crying voice came.

Angel smiled.

"Of course, I promise."

……

Seeing the hired carriage leave quickly, Angel turned around, and the smile on his face that barely squeezed out immediately disappeared.

In the face of an evil god that is about to descend, where can she have any guarantees?

Angel shook his head as he looked at the legislators waving their arms on a high platform not far away, and the citizens crowded around him, not knowing whether they were moved by the speech or looking forward to the follow-up activities.

The dense crowd here was only a few hundred meters away from the Black Thorn Security Company, and if the evil god did descend on Tingen, they would not be spared.

But now they can't take care of evacuating the masses, and the tens of thousands of residents in the northern district, unless they succeed in stopping Lan Erus's plan, how much difference is there between these hundreds and these hundreds?

Just as Angel was about to make her way past the crowd and head to the Black Thorn Security Company, a gray mist appeared in front of her eyes again, and that hazy but familiar figure appeared.

"Megoos has left the Black Thorn Security Company and is approaching the nearby street park, she is very emotionally unstable, and I think the evil god is probably about to descend."

The picture came and went quickly, and before Angel could react, the gray mist wrapped around Crane's figure disappeared.

Street Park ......

Angel stood still, looking at the noisy crowd around her, and her heart slowly sank.

There is no doubt that Megaoos, or the officinalized child in her belly, is targeting the dense crowds of the park.

No matter what kind of evil ritual it is, human life is the best sacrifice, and this is true of the Witch Sect, and the same is true of the Aurora Society......

Now contact the police department to evacuate the crowd here?

She scanned the park and saw only one patrolman walking around the corner, unconcerned about what was happening in the park.

"It's too late......"

Angel muttered to herself, gritting her teeth, and strode forward sharply, targeting the dense crowd around the podium.

"Let it go, let it be troublesome......"

The crowd had their backs to Angel, rubbing shoulders with each other, and even with the physical strength of the Sequence 7 extraordinary, they couldn't go any further. She didn't bother to waste any more time, she directly lifted the hem of her skirt, pulled out the "thirsty blood" from the holster tied to her thigh, and raised the pistol in the panicked gaze of the passers-by next to her.

"Bang-"

The roar of the large-caliber pistol instantly silenced the noisy square, and Maynard on the podium was scared back to his throat by the high-pitched sound that he had finished his speech.

The crowd, which had been crowded just a moment ago, suddenly retreated, forming an open space beside Angel.

"I'm going to count to three, and then get a few lucky people to give a bullet," she said with what she thought was the most charming smile, and said with a hint of instigator malice, "then, who would be so lucky?" ”

She lowered her gun and crossed the "thirst for blood" to aim at the crowd.

"Three!"

Bang –

With the second gunshot, the bullet grazed the scalp of the nearest man, and the stunned crowd let out a "boom", and the chaotic footsteps and cries ignited the entire park square from near and far.

Under the threat of death, the crowd crowded and fled in all directions, trying to get away from the woman with a beautiful face and a crazy smile, and then passed the fear on to those further away who couldn't figure out what was going on, and then kept them away from the square and away from the park.

Putting away her already stiff smile, Angel looked at the rapidly dwindling square with satisfaction, and then turned her gaze to the podium, looking at the councillor who was guarded by bodyguards and stared at him dumbfounded.

"Why are you still here?"

Curious about the councillor's guts, Angel asked.

As if thinking he could communicate with the crazy lady, Councillor Maynard pushed aside two bodyguards, stepped forward, and stood on the edge of the podium looking at her condescendingly.

"I ......"

As soon as he opened his mouth to spit out a single word, the proponent of the new party in the city of Tingen, the magnate who was about to run for mayor, exploded.

(End of chapter)