Mysterious Catastrophe

Bruce's thinking continued to diverge: "Well, we organized the search for the 'History Research Association' for the path after the 'Secret'... and the 'Sunset School' was purely for the mystery of the sun's fall? In the ancient times of the spiritual world , is the creator the sun god?"

After finishing his morning study, Bruce put away his history notes, returned to his room contentedly, prepared to take a break, and then went to have lunch.

The chef's special sauce pork knuckle tastes really good, but unfortunately it's too greasy, and it's perfect when paired with cider... Unfortunately, it's not suitable for lunch.

Lying on the bed, Bruce looked at a black pendant on his chest, and fell into deep thought again: "Mr. Cornely doesn't know what's going on lately..."

This black pendant is a thumb-sized horn with a verdant green leaf decoration.

It was a gift from Mr. Cornely when we parted last time. Bruce tried, but he couldn't blow this 'natural gift'.

After mumbling a few words, a burst of sleepiness came to my heart.

Bruce fell into a deep sleep immediately.

……

It's a dark jungle.

In the shadow of the dense old trees, there seemed to be countless compound eyes of insects staring at him coldly.

From the darkness, a figure with plump and soft lines, surrounded by countless vines and iron thorns, with four arms and a human torso slowly emerged.

There was a sweet and ethereal language of the spirit world, resounding from around that figure.

They are layered on top of each other, repeating the three-stage honorable name, like raving, constantly lingering in Bruce's ears:

"The illusory spirit wandering in the unknown..."

……

"what!"

Bruce opened his eyes in cold sweat, his heart was beating violently, and he breathed a sigh of relief until he saw the surrounding environment clearly: "Dreaming? Because I heard too many descriptions from Cornelius, I dreamed of that hidden existence?"

Just after taking a breath, his eyes suddenly widened, and he found that the image of that existence had long been blurred, but the raving name was engraved in his heart: "That is not the name of 'Mother of Nature'..."

Chapter 363 Investigation

Pulmouth, the abandoned city.

Percy wore a tight black trench coat and walked cautiously among various buildings.

"According to the investigation bureau's information, the 'Blood Clothes Club' was severely punished due to its involvement in the 'Podium Massacre', and the nobles involved were dealt with severely, and a bunch of bad things were turned over..."

The original 'Blood Clothes Club' had a strong aristocratic background, and even became a semi-official organization. Even the Bureau of Investigation was helpless.

However, after the 'Podium Massacre', the royal family of Sodom, the great nobles, and the military had the same attitude, and these so-called aristocratic backgrounds disappeared immediately.

"Without the protection of political power... Those 'gourmets' are now active in Xiling District, the lower city, etc. where the flow of people is complicated... But the most likely place to have a stronghold is the abandoned city!"

Due to the strange curse of the abandoned city, it was once inaccessible, and later became the headquarters of gangsters and secret organizations, and even the best place to start battles!

Although there is not much traffic, the level of complexity and danger may be ten or a hundred times that of the downtown area!

"I heard that the curse here will also affect fertility and the health of offspring..."

Percy's shoulders shook, he quickened his pace, got into a crumbling old building, and opened a certain room familiarly.

In the room, there was only a man who looked like a homeless man, roasting a small animal that looked like a mouse.

He has a scruffy face, can't see his true face clearly, his hair is disheveled, and the only impressive thing is that he is missing one ear.

"Black Rat!"

Percy lowered his voice.

This is an informant from the General Bureau of Investigation, and he often has some mysterious information in his hands.

"who are you?"

The black rat touched his waist vigilantly, and the next moment, his movements stopped, because Percy opened his collar, revealing a badge of the Bureau of Investigation.

"So it's the black skins...why is it you? Wasn't James in charge?"

The black rat continued to roast the rat meat indifferently.

Percy already had enough experience in dealing with this kind of bastard.

boom!

The next moment, he pressed the opponent hard against the wall, pointed a gun barrel at the opponent's head, and said coldly: "You are not my informant. In this kind of place, killing a person is like killing a mouse." What's the difference?"

"Hey! I'm my own, my own!" The black mouse cried out in pain, and immediately raised his hands: "I surrender, what do you want to ask?"

"News from the 'Bloodcoat Club' or 'Gourmet'." Percy pulled a crumpled cigarette case from his pocket, fumbled for a cigarette, and lit himself.

The black mouse seemed to want to ask for one, but he was a little afraid, so he could only answer with a smile on his face: "There are indeed some sneaky guys in the nearest Xiling Wharf area and the lower city. They like to sell a kind of Very fragrant meat, the customer's evaluation is good... But I feel something is wrong, it seems to be addictive... And the meat processing factory seems to be in the abandoned city!"

"Specific location?"

Percy's spirits lifted.

"This...you know, in our line of business, even if you kill me, I have to take my share."

The black rat swallowed his saliva and rubbed his thumb and forefinger.

Percy glanced at him coldly, and immediately took out two cans of meat and a roll of banknotes from his coat pocket without saying a word: "If I know you lied to me... I have the ability to find you!"

In order to add persuasive tone, Percy also flew out a knife and shot it at the wall behind the black rat.

On the blade, traces of blood emerged.

The black mouse touched the opening on its cheek, trembling in its voice: "Don't curse me with my blood... I will definitely not lie to you... That meat processing factory is in the abandoned Church of the Holy Spirit to the east !"

In the original abandoned city, of course, there was also the Church of the Holy Spirit, but it was later abandoned.

"Using the church as a meat processing factory, those people are really talented!"

Percy swears, throws the supplies to the black rat, and turns to leave.

……

Time to night.

Near the abandoned church.

Percy hid in the shadow of a broken wall, and silently took out his notebook to make surveillance records: "Two groups of people have already entered, and it really is a secret stronghold inside, but I don't know if it is related to the 'Gourmet Association'?"

Puchi!

Puchi!

At this moment, his inspiration was suddenly touched, and he looked up at the sky.

In the dark sky, a black shadow of a bird flew over and stopped on the dilapidated bell tower of the church.

"owl?"

Percy's pupils shrank: "No...it's a crow!"

He felt that it might be an ordinary natural crow. Although it was a bit strange in the abandoned city, it was not uncommon.

But the next moment, Percy knew that this crow was something special.

It hovered over the bell tower for a while, and then fell to the edge of the window, looking around.

That kind of tiptoeing feeling seems to be a thief who is very used to this line of work, or... a voyeur!

"That's not a simple crow, but a contracted creature raised by Extraordinary? Is there someone else eyeing this place?"

Percy was just about to check his surroundings when there was movement in the dilapidated church.

boom!

With a gunshot, all the glass shattered.

The crow was completely fine, and quickly flapped its wings and flew out of the church area. Behind it, there were several Extraordinary people with cold faces who activated the 'red' effect to increase the speed!

Originally, Percy was still a little interested in watching the show, but when the crow flew towards his hiding place, his expression became very exciting: "Damn, this dead bird!"

He quickly took out his gun, weighed the difficulty of shooting birds and people, and finally aimed at those Beyonders, and pulled the trigger.

Boom!

The bullet specially made by the Bureau of Investigation landed on the head of an Extraordinary, directly causing his head to explode, and the others couldn't help but stop chasing: "Is there an ambush?"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Percy immediately threw a spell, hiding his figure in the darkness, and quickly retreated.

……

After some fuss, Percy fled out of the abandoned city in a panic and entered the lower city.

"It's all to blame for that dead bird. It's a good infiltration mission, and it's completely messed up!"

Percy tidied up his mess and cursed bitterly.

"Hey... who dares to scold Uncle Bran?"

A high-pitched voice came from a nearby lamppost.

Percy raised his head and saw the culprit, the crow. Its feathers were black and smooth, and there was a red mark between its eyebrows.

"Can talk? Extraordinary creature?"

Percy held a gun in one hand and a charm in the other, looking around vigilantly.

This crow is not scary, what is scary is his hidden master!

At this moment, a young man came out from the corner with an apologetic face: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... There is something wrong with my stupid bird's head, please don't bother with it!"

Percy: "..."

Chapter 364 Meeting

'Could it be that I was cursed by a certain high-level existence? '

'Or... today is my Mercury retrograde day? '

Looking at the young Extraordinary who jumped out, Percy's forehead was filled with black lines.

It's fine if the original investigation was ruined by a stupid bird, but its owner is actually such a...off-line guy?

This turned his previous cautiousness into a joke!

There is a sense of wrong force like a cannon hitting a mosquito!

"Hmm... You are not afraid of the question that Bran can speak, which means that you are also a Extraordinary? Or someone who knows something about the mystery? That's much simpler..."

The young man seemed relieved.

Percy finally couldn't help but say, "You know what your bird... the crow did before?"

"Didn't you peep into the bathroom or something?" The young man was full of surprise.

"What? Still peeping in the bathroom?"

Percy was genuinely taken aback.

"Uncle Bran is purely appreciating beauty! Appreciation understand?" Bran, the white tower crow of the spirit world creature, suddenly flew up, and a gray-white thing fell down, which made Percy dodge disgustingly.

Just then, he noticed that the young man's expression changed!Be tough and risky!

A book as thick as a brick emerged in his hand, he quickly took out a spell from it, and spit out a spell in spiritual language: "Knowledge!"

All of a sudden, Percy only felt scenes of phantoms appearing in front of his eyes.

It was the traveling career of a knight in broken armor with only a donkey and a servant.

Even at the end, the knight went crazy!

In the blink of an eye, Percy thought of the title of the book in the young man's hand - "Knight Don's Road to Conquest"!

'Turning the knowledge in books into illusions and using knowledge as a weapon is the characteristic of the Extraordinary of the 'Tower'! '

'Fortunately...his personality is not high enough, he can only create illusions, if his personality is higher, he can even stuff this experience directly into my mind, replace my memory, and make me become that crazy knight……'

Percy gritted his teeth, following the instructions of the Bureau of Investigation, he absorbed himself in a meditative state.

Finally, the illusion in front of him gradually dissipated, and a secluded and uninhabited reality emerged again.

But that young man and the crow have disappeared...

'Tricked... That's not some inexperienced Extraordinary at all, it's just an old fritter! '