Calamity Crown

"I need someone to help send these amulets to the 'Far City' so that they can be combined and arranged in a specific way to form a barrier to drive away evil spirits and the dead."

Goethe said.

"you you……"

Auston stuttered and couldn't speak.

He had felt a little strange before.

Obviously, Goethe was able to seal and carve an amulet very quickly, why did it take almost four weeks to collect the remaining 23 amulets? Obviously, at the beginning, he took out 60 amulets at one time.

Now the truth finally came out.

Goethe was stalling for time.

It's to let those bastards in 'Ancheng' keep sending materials.

Good to finish hoarding now.

"You bastard!"

Auston wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he stood up excitedly and patted Goethe on the shoulder hard.

But then, the Chief of Staff of the Upper House of the Western Federation thought of something.

"What about Star City?"

"Of course Star City also forms the enchantment in this way."

"You don't think I'm going to say 'Leave it all to me'?"

"how is this possible?"

"I'm long past the age of being aggressive."

Goethe said solemnly, and brought Oston to the next room, took out the key to open the door - after having the status of the honorary director of the 'Western Federal Bureau of Abnormal Affairs Investigation', Goethe is really not short of money.

After he was not short of money, he immediately bought the houses on both sides of the same floor of the 'Folk Research Institute'.

One serves as a bedroom and one serves as storage.

The bedroom is mainly because Ann stays overnight from time to time, and a bigger room would have more poses.

And the warehouse?

Nature is to store the necessary things.

For example: tens of thousands of amulets.

For example: a few very special amulets that are as tall as a person.

"This this?"

"Why so many?"

Alston stuttered.

"many?"

"It's not enough."

"After all, the Western Federation is not just 'Star City' and 'Far City'."

As Goethe said, he picked up one of the huge amulets and handed it to Oston.

"Placing it in the middle of 'Far City' first will make your operation safer."

Goethe said so.

Austen stared blankly at Goethe.

After a long while, the Chief of Staff of the Western Federation House of Lords muttered to himself.

"You want to save the world?"

"save the world?"

"I'm not saving the world, I'm just returning the 'world' favor."

Saying such words, Goethe picked up the phone.

After a while, Cole and the major from the warehouse in the northern suburbs arrived.

"Chief!"

"grown ups!"

The two saluted at the same time.

"According to the original plan, you immediately lead people to send these amulets to 'High City', 'Low City', 'Binside', 'Chongsen', 'Yecheng'..."

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Cole, the major of the warehouse in the northern suburbs, said loudly.

Then, a group of soldiers appeared.

They carried the amulet to the helicopter and left quickly.

"If there is such a thing again, please inform me, do you know what kind of mood I just said goodbye to you?"

"You're making me look like a fool!"

"No!"

"It's not like!"

"It's itself!"

Austin emphasized.

However, a smile appeared on the face of the Chief of Staff of the Western Federation Upper House.

"Yeah, definitely next time."

After saying these words, Goethe returned to the chair in the institute beside him.

The situation is temporarily under control.

And he?

Need a little break.

For nearly four weeks, he has been engrossed in carving talismans without sleep, and even Goethe can't bear it.

Auston looked at Goethe, who was half-reclining in the chair and covered with a coat, and began to gently carry the talisman.

After the last amulet was removed, Auston gently closed the door.

"Good night, I wish you a good dream."

The Chief of Staff of the Western Federation blessed him like this.

Goethe heard it, turned around, and let himself lie down on the chair in a more comfortable position.

Why a chair?

Not a bed?

Because Goethe was worried that he would really fall asleep.

You know, things are far from over.

His thoughts drifted to the past four weeks.

When he made up the exam.

The strange thing happened at Green High School so suddenly.

So no warning.

But there is one thing Goethe is certain of.

That is coming for him.

After all, he was the one who made up the exam that day.

"a?"

Goethe was thinking in his heart, his face was full of exhaustion, and there was a heavy snoring sound from his mouth and nose.

And just as Goethe was snoring, there was a faint sound of footsteps.

Step, step.

Not heavy.

Very lightweight.

The footsteps stopped outside the door of the 'Folk Customs Research Institute'.

At the same time, a sense of tyranny mixed with impulsiveness rose from the bottom of Goethe's heart.

He opened his eyes and looked towards the door.

Breathing becomes rapid.

There was a clear laughter like a little girl outside the door.

Chapter 135 'Heisa'!

The laughter is crisp, but the murderous intent is hidden.

The words in front of Goethe's eyes continued to emerge with laughter——

['Heart' is being judged, the judgment has passed...]

['Heart' is being judged, the judgment has passed...]

……

In just a few seconds, dozens of judgments appeared in front of Goethe.

Just as Goethe predicted: When 'Heisa' appeared in the form of a girl, only those with a strong enough [heart] could be immune to the other party's psychological and emotional secrets.

As for why it is so sure that the person outside the door is 'Heisa'?

Naturally, it was because the 'blood crow spirit' saw it.

Moreover, Goethe can be sure that the other party wandered around him a long time ago.

At the same time, Goethe had a trace of doubt in his heart.

What happened to his adoptive father, Winchester.

giggle.

The laughter continued.

Goethe turned over and sat up, took out a shotgun from under the drawer, and pulled the trigger in the direction of the door.

boom!

Card, card!

boom!

Dense shotguns, two shots turned the door into a hornet's nest, and the 'Heisa' in the form of a girl behind the door was also torn apart.

Through the broken door panel, Goethe could clearly see the 'Heisa' who was wearing a black dress with white lace and white skin, like a porcelain doll, fell to the ground, and then sat up little by little. look like.

The broken body began to be repaired in a state visible to the naked eye.

A dozen or so shotgun shells still embedded in the body were 'jacked' out following such repairs.

After two breaths, 'Heisa' regained its fairness and smoothness again.

Just the body.

Clothes are not.

That dress has become fragmented.

Not just because of the shotgun attacks, but because the 'Black Sa' has grown up.