The road of acting from Douluo

Chapter 877
Wilmot has lived for so many years, and he also knows tracking and detection magic, but he rarely uses this kind of magic, so he is not proficient in mastering it.

In the current situation, the murderer should be an extremely skilled habitual criminal. If he wants to rely on his investigative magic to find the trace, he will probably miss a lot of time.

The reason why he chose Flying Squirrel was that Wilmot also took a fancy to his status as an adventurer and his hidden strength.

Willmott can easily tell whether the flying squirrel is clumsy or not, and how strong his skills are. Anyway, he has nearly 600 years of eyesight.

"Well, I took this task, but you need to avoid it during the release process."

Wilmot Momonga has no objection to the request, he has no interest in prying into other people's secrets.

Wilmot nodded, turned and left the room where Momonga and Nabe were.

"Well, Ainzsa, what should we do now?"

Momonga took out a cloth bag from the space, and under Nabe's surprised eyes, Momonga took out a lot of magic scrolls.

"Ainzsa, you are..."

"Nabei, you don't understand this. We must not underestimate the creatures in this world, so I have done enough preparations."

Nabe also looked at Momonga with admiration, and praised: "As expected of the supreme being, thinking about problems is comprehensive."

After Momonga used a lot of magic scrolls aggressively, he got the exact location of the murderer.

"Huh? This location is...the cemetery? What does the other party want to do?"

Forget it, now that you know the location, tell Wilmot first.Faced with such a strange thing, Momonga also wants to join in the fun, and Wilmot probably won't obstruct it.

Momonga pushed open the door and said to Wilmot who was waiting outside, "Sorry for keeping you waiting. I've already found the location of the murderer, and it's in the public cemetery of E. Rantel."

"The cemetery? It's so strange... Anyway, thank you, Mr. Momo. This is the promised reward."

Wilmot took out a black card inlaid with slow gold edging from his pocket, and politely handed it to Momonga.

The first impression that flashed in Momonga's mind was that this might not be a Swiss black card, but it seemed very precious just by looking at it.

"Mr. Momo, with this Chang'an black card, you can use it in every country. As a user of the black card, the funds in it are enough to support your living expenses. In addition, this black card is also a status symbol. If you want to get a black card Cards are not easy."

Flying Squirrel carefully looked at this exquisite gold-edged black card. After Wilmot's explanation, he roughly understood the specific function of the black card, which solved his financial and identity problems.

But how to use it?Could it be that the world has invented a credit card machine?
Before Momonga could ask, Wilmot introduced how to use the black card very thoughtfully.

"Mr. Momo, the method of using the black card is very simple. You only need to inject magic power into the black card to activate it. After activation, you can extract the gold coins sealed inside."

Momonga also roughly understood that the so-called digital currency transaction has not been developed in this world, and the black card is just a magic tool for storing currency.The mystery in it is not as unfathomable as he thought.

Wilmot took off his top hat slightly, bent slightly to the flying squirrel and said, "Mr. Momo, then I will go ahead."

"Wait a minute, Mr. Wilmot. If you don't mind, we also want to go and have a look together."

Wilmot didn't answer, just watched Momonga silently, and after a few seconds, he sighed slowly, "If you don't think this is a waste of your precious time, then go together."

At the entrance of the pharmacy, Li Qi sat at the door in despair. Wilmot did not comfort her too much. Now she needs to cheer herself up.

Wilmot had already said the words of comfort before.

When passing Liqi, Wilmot just whispered something calmly, "I will bring Enferia back."

When Wilmot went to the cemetery, he didn't forget to take away the remains of the Black Sword members. After they were buried alive, Wilmot and Momonga rushed towards the public cemetery.

Why not place the four members of the Dark Squad in the public cemetery? Naturally, Wilmot also had considerations.

Those murderers are in the public cemetery at this moment and don't know what they are planning.With everything unknown, Wilmot didn't want them to be disturbed after they were buried.

When they came outside the public cemetery, the three of them saw the guards on the fence yelling in panic, and the weapons in their hands were violently jabbing towards the bottom of the inner fence.

"Not good, captain! There are too many undead, if this continues, we will definitely not be able to withstand it, why don't we withdraw first!"

When the captain of the guard heard such irresponsible words from his subordinates, he was so angry that he slapped him and reprimanded him: "Retreat? Where are you going? Our duty is to guard the cemetery and let these undead army leave, yeah. Rantier will be destroyed!"

"But...we won't be able to stop it?"

"You take a few people to speed up, and ask Ye Rantil to send reinforcements. Whether we can hold on here depends entirely on your speed, please."

"learn!"

The guard shed a few tears, called the two brothers and ran towards the city together.

Looking at the guards making a mess, Momonga couldn't help but tease: "It seems that the murderer is really rampant, and he seems to be very confident in his own strength."

Wilmot agrees with this very much. From the other party's modus operandi, it can be seen that the murderer must be a guy with an extremely stubborn personality, and he should also have extremely good strength.

No matter where it is, strong strength is always the capital of standing, and the reason why the opponent is arrogant is because of its own strong strength to support it.

Wilmot clenched his fists and smiled wryly, "No matter how powerful and perverted this murderer is, he won't be able to get out alive today."

With a light leap, Wilmot jumped over the gate of the cemetery and came to the cemetery filled with undead.

The arrival of Wilmot helped the guards on the wall to share a lot of pressure. After discovering Wilmot, many undead rushed towards him.

The guard, whose pressure dropped suddenly, looked in the direction of the undead, and saw Wilmot in a black suit standing gracefully in the army of undead.

"Hey, are you dying? Run!" the captain of the guard shouted eagerly to Wilmot.

Wilmot didn't seem to hear it, and still didn't do anything, just like a statue.

Momonga and Nabe stood on the wall, silently watching Wilmot below.They didn't have the idea of ​​doing it right away, this was a good opportunity to test Wilmot's strength.

Momonga has also made a plan, if Wilmot loses to the opponent, he will also rescue him.Wilmot's value was very high, and he was given a precious black card, Momonga didn't want to owe favors to others.

Although the black card was the reward for completing the task, what he did for Wilmot was not worthy of the gift Wilmot gave him.

Because of this, he would have saved Wilmot's life no matter the circumstances.Of course, if Wilmot's strength is sufficient to resolve this incident, he will save this opportunity for another time.

It wasn't until the undead army was about to touch Wilmot that he snapped his fingers slowly. With a crisp sound, Wilmot made a move.

"Storm magic, wind of annihilation!"

Accompanied by this snap of the fingers, a blue gust of wind erupted from Wilmot's side, completely annihilating the army of undead within a radius of [-] meters.

Under the strong wind, all the bones of the undead army turned into debris.

Without the dregs blocking the way, Wilmot walked unhurriedly towards the church deep in the cemetery.

"Sure enough, Mr. Wilmot's strength has not yet been fully revealed. The magic he cast just now has at least reached the ninth level." The flying mouse said secretly.

Nabe also frowned, facing Wilmot at this moment, she actually felt a burst of fear.

"Ainzsa, this human named Wilmot is probably stronger than me."

Although Nabe didn't want to admit that she was weaker than Wilmot, but this was the truth, and she had to report the truth to Momonga.

"Well, I can see it, but this is just an example. Well, let's follow."

The guards on the fence looked at Wilmot who was leaving in a hurry, their eyes were a little blurred.

"Captain, did we see God from time to time just now?"

"You ask me, who should I ask? I don't know if there is a god or not, but we definitely witnessed the birth of a legend."

From what I have seen and heard today, every guard present feels that they can brag for a year. Have other guards seen it?
Wilmot is not interested in the inner thoughts of these guards, he just wants to quickly find the murderer behind the scenes and give him a seven-page Euler boxing package!

In front of the church in the cemetery, people in dark red robes surrounded a Wuk magician. They were still whispering spells in their mouths. They thought they should be responsible for everything that happened in the cemetery.

"My lord, an outsider is coming!" A magician whispered to Wu Ke magician.

Magician Wu Ke glanced at Wilmot through the gap between the magicians around him, with a look of extreme disdain on his face.

"It looks like it should be the steward of a big family. There is nothing to worry about."

But since there were outsiders visiting, Magician Wu Ke still had to express something. He dispersed the surrounding magicians, and took the initiative to look at Wilmot.

Wilmot took the opportunity to look at Magician Wu Ke, and found that the other party should be a well-regulated magician, not like a person who can use piercing weapons.

But he has also heard many stories about famous people from Master Sikong Zhen. Among them is a sword master named Wei Ming Yixin, who seems to be fighting with a katana sword and taking out a long halberd. It is despicable to pull out a firecracker and shoot at you.

Given that this person was learned from Sikong Zhen, Wilmot had no doubts about this guy's authenticity.Out of prudence considerations, Wilmot did not take Wizard Wuk lightly.

"You should have an accomplice. The guy who uses a piercing weapon. If you are here, call him out. There is no use in hiding in front of me!"

Wilmot observed again and again, but ruled out the suspicion that Wu Ke's magician would use piercing weapons.From the behavior of the opponent, it can be seen that he should seldom run, and his movements are much slower than those of the fighter type.

Therefore, Wilmot speculated that the other party should have an accomplice who was a soldier, and there was a high probability that he was the murderer who killed the Dark Squad and took Enferia away.

"Oh, oh, it was discovered~ Uncle, your observation skills are really careful~"

A yellow-haired woman in revealing clothes walked out of the church with a funny expression.

Wizard Wu Ke shouted angrily, "Clementine, what are you doing out here?"

"Ah la la, since they've all been discovered, there's no point in hiding. Why don't you just play with him?" Clementine, the woman nicknamed "Funny Sister" laughed wildly, with perverted eyes Looking at Wilmot anxiously, "Anyway, as long as you kill him as soon as possible, it won't affect your plan~"

Seeing that Clementiting was so crazy, Magician Wu Ke sighed uncomfortably, but considering the opponent's combat effectiveness, he still acquiesced in the opponent's actions.

"Hey, uncle, let's go through some tricks!" Clementine triumphantly licked the rapier in his hand, not hiding his perverted side.

Wilmot was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, completely unaffected by Clementine's words.In his eyes, these two guys are already dead, and there is no need to care about what the dead say.

Seeing that Mrs. Funny still wanted to continue babbling, Wilmot clapped her hands and forcibly interrupted her spellcasting, "Okay, okay, this is the end of the chat. I came here to ask, you should be tied up A boy named Enferia, isn't he?"

"Oh? Uncle, are you here to save him? What a pity, you definitely can't save him alone."

Wilmot didn't want to compete with Mrs. Funny. He believed that he was not a Zaan person in the mouth of Sikong Zhen.He also didn't intend to waste much time with Wu Ke's magician and Mrs. Funny.

"It's over, then I invite you to go to hell for a while."

"Hell? Uncle, do you really dare to say it? Then let me see..."

Wilmot's figure flashed, and he had already grabbed Funny Sister's neck with one hand.

Funny Sister's combat awareness is also terrifying, and she used two martial arts just the moment she was pinched.

"Unfalling Fortress! Flowing water speeds up!"

With the boost effect brought by martial arts, Funny Sister broke free from Wilmot's shackles.

Wilmot just snorted coldly, and joked, "It's all fancy!"

The funny lady just broke free from Wilmot's grip for a second, and Wilmot followed closely and grabbed her neck again.

This time Wilmot didn't have any ink marks, and with a sudden force of his fingers, he tore off the funny lady's head.Watching a clown show?unnecessary!
The magician Wu Ke was dumbfounded, holding the staff and faltering, unable to recite the spell.

A magic caster can't cast magic, what will be the result of waiting for him?There is no need to think about it at all, there is only a dead end.

(End of this chapter)