Mysterious Catastrophe

At this time, Sylvia also returned to him, and said softly: "Mr. William Mark has left, he is very disappointed..."

"May the Holy Spirit bless him and catch those liars as soon as possible."

Aaron sighed as he took a sip of his hot cocoa.

……

After breakfast, he returned to his room, stood by the workbench, and took out the 'Amber Egg'.

"By creating a magical item, I can adapt to the ability of the 'caster' as soon as possible... Well, the other non-human items are also quite bad, and they are not suitable for frequent use. I hope this one is not so bad..."

"After possessing the inhuman-level magical item, I am also equivalent to half a fourth-prime Extraordinary, which is regarded as inhuman combat power, and I am not considered weak anywhere."

Aaron's eyes turned pure white in an instant.

The ability of 'spiritual discrimination' allowed him to observe the legacy of Roberts in his hand from spirituality and another angle.

He followed the thoughts in his heart, and a pure white illusory flame appeared on the palm of his hand, wrapping the amber eggs and slowly burning them.

There is no definite order and method for 'casters', or other extraordinary craftsmen to create magical items.

On the contrary, mystery is chaos, disorder...

Therefore, when creating truly extraordinary items, many "craftsmen" follow the guidance of their hearts and their own extraordinary abilities, guide the spirituality in the remnants, and let nature take its course.

It can be said that each building process is completely different, and there are no certain rules!

So is Aaron.

In the state of 'spiritual recognition', he saw the huge spirituality intertwined in the amber as if turning into a wild beast, roaring...he himself became a beast tamer, trying to guide and tame the amber eggs Spiritual catharsis, revelation...

He fell into a state of frantic work, muttering something in a low voice from time to time, adding some spiritual materials from time to time, calcining, tempering... he was so concentrated that he was like an artist, pouring his heart and soul into making his most proud work.

When Aaron came back to his senses, there was already a diamond-like sparkling crystal in his hand, and every facet bloomed with bright light, arousing all kinds of emotions and desires in people's hearts.

"Huh... the semi-finished product is finished."

Aaron let out a long breath.

How could it be a simple matter to make a permanent inhuman magical item?

"However, being able to produce a semi-finished product is already quite successful... Next, it is to introduce the power of the ceremony, fully stimulate and solidify its extraordinary ability!"

Aaron dipped in some silver powder, drew a ritual on the workbench exactly, and recited in the language of the spirit world:

"The Creator above the Creator!"

"Absolute observer behind multiple curtains!"

"The illusory spirit wandering in the unknown, the existence of absolute neutrality, the silent observer!"

"I pray to you, begging for your great power to complete this ceremony... I will offer the fallen soul as a sacrifice..."

……

Aaron didn't even want to explore the dream world because he was worried about being confronted with the Si Sui before he obtained the key technology. Of course, the prayer object of the ceremony would never involve Si Sui or other hidden existences.

He came out of his body, responded to his prayer, and performed a 'purification' on the semi-finished magical item.

From the diamond-like crystals, strands of pitch-black mist emerged, turning into distorted and hideous human faces, which were quickly expelled and dissipated...

Although this cannot increase the rank of the magical item, Aaron understands that it can effectively reduce the negative effects of the item.

'After all, it is Roberts' legacy. The negative effect of making a magical item is likely to be affected by his remaining spirit...there will be negative effects such as 'the murderer who killed Roberts must be sacrificed to use this magical item'. Not impossible. '

Chapter 205 The Beginning of the Secret Ritual

Du Wei's detective agency is two blocks away.

Detective Assistant Derian has been in a good mood lately.

The 'old man''s plan was a great success. He was allocated a considerable amount of gold pounds. He just went through all the formalities today and transferred it to his unregistered account at the Pulmouth Royal Bank.

"I'm going to resign today and let that detective Du Wei eat shit!"

"I'm going to Pulmouth, I'm going to open a big detective agency, and I'm starting a whole new life!"

Derian was so excited that he didn't even see the road clearly, tripped over something, and fell hard.

"Damn, my clothes?"

He was distressed to see the stains on the clothes he just bought, and looked angrily at the culprit who caused him to fall—a sparkling crystal!

The next moment, Derian wiped his eyes with an expression of disbelief on his face.

He swooped at an incredible speed, grabbed the shiny thing in his hand, and scanned the surroundings like a thief.

Fortunately, there were few pedestrians around, and no one noticed it.

Regardless of the pain and filth on his body, Derian quickly pulled up his collar, covered his face, and left the scene.

Turning into an alley, he scanned the circle with his head and head. After confirming that there was no one there, he opened his palm and stared at the shiny thing the size of a thumb.

"Diamond? Crystal? It's worth at least a thousand pounds. If it's a diamond... maybe the one on Invensworth's crown is not as big as it!"

"It's mine, it's my...my...baby!"

"Today is really my lucky day!"

Derian quickly stuffed the diamond into his body pocket and returned to the street. Seeing that everyone felt like the owner, he would run over and grab his collar in the next moment.

Fortunately, no one jumped out until they came outside Du Wei's detective agency.

Derian couldn't help but let out a long breath, and muttered to himself: "The 'old man' said that everything should be done from the beginning to the end, I must find a suitable excuse to resign, otherwise, once I abandon my job and salary for no reason, it may attract suspicion... Huh , the old man is too cautious."

The corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously, his eyes lifted slightly, and he walked up to the second floor.

"Mr. Du Wei, I'm resigning."

Derian threw the resignation letter directly on Detective Du Wei's desk.

'It's so cool, I've wanted to do this for a long time. '

"Oh..." Detective Du Wei asked slowly, smoking a pipe, "The reason?"

"I'm about to get rich, and I'll become a great detective more famous than you!"

Derian didn't say the reason he made up, but the corners of his mouth curved up, revealing a contemptuous smile.

"Then I wish you success..." Detective Du Wei frowned: "In addition, according to the contract, if you resign this week, half of the previous week's salary will be deducted. I can only give you 1 shilling and 5 pence..."

"unnecessary!"

Derian turned around and left: "This money, you can give it to beggars!"

Du Wei looked at his back, exhaled a smoke ring, and his eyes became slightly darker.

And Derian didn't realize that on the diamond in his pocket, there was a vague word in spiritual language that flashed away.

It means—【Arrogance】!

……

[Arrogance] flashed quickly, then disappeared, and then another word in the spirit world appeared.

Its meaning is - [greedy]!

Derian's eyes gradually turned red and his breathing became heavy as he walked on the street: "I... I seem to be at a disadvantage. When I was assigned before, I should have gotten more! Old Eugene gave me too little... That newspaper boy , why does he take as much as me? And that bitch Celie, she only spreads her thighs..."

Derian's emotions were fully mobilized, but he himself was in a state of excitement. Without knowing it, he came outside the public rental house that day and knocked heavily on the door.

No matter how long he knocked, there was no one inside the door. Obviously, old Eugene gave up here immediately after dividing the spoils.

And even with the name 'Old Eugene', there's a good chance it's a pseudonym!

"Damn it, damn it!"

Derian kicked the door angrily and fled the scene before the landlord arrived.

Just as he was running, a scene automatically appeared in his mind.

——Old Eugene changed into a formal suit, dressed like a decent old gentleman, and checked into a luxurious hotel. He was carrying a suitcase in his hand, and he had already bought a train ticket to leave Green Forest City the next day. Still a luxurious first class seat!

In Derian's pocket, the word [Rage] flashed on the surface of the diamond.

"He's in Emerald Hotel, room 309, he can't escape."

Derian was talking to himself, and ran towards the hotel in the picture.

……

Emerald Hotel, room 309.

After the sound of banging on the door, the door opened, revealing the face of old Eugene.

He looked at Derian, and panic appeared in his eyes for a moment, but he was immediately suppressed.

Old Eugene looked around vigilantly, and found that no one was following him, so he pulled Derian into the room and lowered his voice: "How did you find this place?"

He was really taken aback!

"Old Eugene, I think I got less, I want more, at least 800, no, 1000 pounds!"

Derian panted heavily through his nostrils and clenched his fists: "I found you, you can't escape."

"Okay, okay, we can discuss it! We can discuss it!"

Old Eugene asked, seemingly casually, as he went to get his wallet, "How on earth did you find me?"

"I have special tracking skills." Derian answered with a strong arrogant accent, with the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Well, maybe I was really wrong before, you are an excellent detective, and all my money is here..."

Old Eugene handed the wallet to Derian, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

The moment Derian took the wallet, old Eugene's fingers moved quickly, and a blade emerged between the index finger and middle finger, and wiped Derian's neck.

Gulu, Gulu!

A large amount of blood gushed out of Derian's neck, and he grabbed his neck desperately, but he couldn't stop the blood from flowing, and he couldn't make a sound.

Eventually, he fell to the ground, a corpse.

"You're breaking the rules, Derian!"

Old Eugene whispered coldly: "Because of your stupid idea, I have to change my identity again, damn it!"

He bent down and was about to dispose of the corpse, but when he searched the body, his expression changed, and he took out a diamond the size of a thumb from Derian's pocket!

"This is……"

Old Eugene's eyes were instantly attracted by the brilliance of the diamond, and he kept rubbing his fingers: "My baby..."

His expression became a little confused, he hid the diamond next to his body, disguised himself, and walked out of the hotel.

Originally, old Eugene planned to leave the city immediately.

But the next moment, he passed by a garden and saw children playing and playing, he hesitated for a moment...

Chapter 206 Roberts' Magical Worm Box

"I'm very old, no matter how much wealth I have, can I buy back my youth?"

"And that newspaper boy, Phil, he's not only young, but he's got a lot of money! It's not fair!"

Old Eugene muttered to himself.

On the diamond in his pocket, the spiritual text of "jealousy" flashed across.

"Yes... I know where they are and who they really are..."

In this fraud gang, Old Eugene is the real leader, and he has secretly mastered the specific information of each member!

He is a cunning old fox, leaving messages originally only to deal with special circumstances in the future.

But at this time, greed and jealousy suddenly rose in the old Eugene's heart: "Phiri is just a child, as long as I kill him, I can get an extra share!"

"As for Jackson? Hehe...he has already slept with Celie, and thought I didn't know, they broke the rules first!"

"Damn it, I hate people who don't follow the rules and don't follow the plan!"

Old Eugene stopped and suddenly turned in a different direction.

……