Bizarre Detective Agency

  Chapter 1384 Twenty-six. Agitation

  If you stand on the crown of the withered world tree and overlook the Midnight City shrouded in haze, you will see:

   Three towering obsidian towers as silent as shadows;

   Full of potholes, broken roots, building debris, at the foot of the devastated world tree.

  The **** plague slowly spreading on the streets;

   An obsidian tower with a time-changing glow;

  The dark park that swallows all light;

  Adjoining lakes swell with whirlpools day and night;

  The hatred shed by an indescribable being;

   Like a low hill's nest of flesh engulfing a few blocks;

  The steeple that stretches to the sky stands askew;

   The lost Midnight City becomes an eerie promised land.

   And there is no rest for the soul.

  …

  The filthy plague shaped like bacterial plaque quietly spread as a few ghoul warriors passed by, sprinkled on walls, roofs, and streets.

   In a few days, the ghouls will patrol a few more times and this place will be transformed into a plague lair of ghouls, just like those buildings in the distance that seem to be wrapped in a layer of flesh and blood.

  Blood plague tribes spread their lairs in this way.

  Ghoul warriors spread the plague along the streets, unaware that a mouse hiding in the gutter followed them on all fours.

  When the limit of the range was reached and the ghouls were about to return, the roots of the knotted tree suddenly drilled out from the side of the road. The surging roots tore the door frame, squeezed the wall, and entangled the unprepared ghoul team.

  The sharp claws and teeth had no effect on hundreds of tree roots, they were submerged in an instant, and only the ghouls who fell behind escaped.

  The leader of the ghouls stepped on the aura of withering, and soon appeared at the place under attack. There's nothing left here except cracked walls and pools of blood.

  Xue Ling approached the pool of blood leaning on a bone stick, lowered his body like a crawl, dipped his paws in sticky blood, and stuffed it into his mouth.

   "The smell of numbness...it's the moon tree..." Blood Spirit climbed up like an old man with his bone stick, "It shouldn't be here."

   "But it's hiding here, tearing apart three of our warriors!"

   A low growl trembled the air, and the withered halo at the feet of the ghoul leader exuded an aura of ashes.

  The buildings on the street seem to be corroded by time and gradually decay.

   "Don't let anger overwhelm your sanity, Bloodhammer."

  Blood Spirit raised his bone staff and knocked on the stone slab, and the withered halo surrounding him melted away.

   "It was just an accident, it's gone."

   "...I hope you are right, Blood Spirit."

   Having failed to catch the murderer, the ghoul leader returns to the outpost in a rage.

   But soon after, another group of ghouls encountered an accident. This time there were no survivors, but the untreated severed limbs of other patrolling ghoul squads at the edge.

  The ghoul leader and the blood spirit came to the scene again.

   "Blood Spirit, what do you want to say."

  The ghoul leader holding the entire lamppost growled.

   "This time it's a shadow monster... It and Yueshu will not join forces..."

  Blood Spirit spoke slowly: "Before departure, the great warlock told me...the blood plague tribe was not attacked, only us were attacked."

  "Perhaps you are right...they don't want us to leave the lair, they are using this method to weaken our strength, our retreat..."

  The title of great warlock made the ghoul leader bow his head, but his emotions were not released: "What do you want to do!"

   "Bring back the ghouls who spread the breeding grounds."

   "No... OK..." The ghoul leader leaned close to the blood spirit, staring at it with scarlet eyes bigger than the old warlock's head, "This is the mission, we want to build a lair for the tribe."

   "Then there is only a sacrifice to beg the king to protect the lair."

  Chick—

   The stench from the ghoul leader's nasal cavity made his cloak tremble.

   "You want us to be called cowards?"

   "That's the only way." The Blood Spirit ignored the threat from the ghoul leader, "Unless we keep an eye on the patrol, they will weaken us like a pack of wolves and eat us."

   "I don't choose either." The ghoul leader turned and left, his dull voice echoing in the sky.

   "Ask the Horde and let them tell you what to do."

   Blood Spirit left soon after, and other warlocks and warriors returned soon.

  Away from controversy, a dark sewer dripping with unknown liquid, a shadow quietly left.

   "They let ghost warlocks and warriors patrol together cough cough, carrying warning things, cough cough..."

  Castle, Lu Li's short narration was accompanied by a cough.

   "Are you sick?" Ophelia asked with concern.

   “…the plague.”

  Because of hiding, Lu Li, who didn't pretend to be a ghoul, couldn't be immune to the plague they spread, at least not completely immune.

   "You have done enough, you can take a short break..."

"not enough."

  Lu Li shook his head.

  The tribe of ghouls in the far north and the weird confrontation still need to be provoked, but the trouble of the plague can be solved by the way.

  After taking the alienation potion, Lu Li became a ghoul warlock again, and the discomfort caused by the plague disappeared.

   Randomly picked a skull from the creep monster's collection and took it away, and brought a few bottles of alienation potions, and it was the first time that Lu Li set foot outside the southern part of Midnight City.

  Although it is mostly a psychological effect, the unfamiliar environment does bring an unspeakable sense of crisis, and it is not real because Weird is not interested in plague, dirt, stench, and thin ghoul warlocks.

   This situation disappeared as Lu Li approached the strange surroundings of the blood plague tribe.

  Things are worse for ghouls than Blood Spirits describe...that's a rotten monstrosity that ignores the plague and spreads it. Seems to be at the beck and call of some being that feeds on ghouls.

   But not bad enough to have to leave. When Lu Li arrived, the Blood Plagued Tribe fought with the Rotten Strange Tribe with the acquiescence of the King of Ghouls.

  Without war, there is no death. Lu Li seemed to be able to return to the farm with peace of mind, and wait for the True Sight Eyeball to arrive and slowly search for the ghost.

   But what made Lu Li change his mind was that after contact, he confirmed that the rotten weird race was also controlled by a certain existence.

  If the two evil gods cooperate...they may turn around and get their hands on Midnight City.

  Before the Eye of True Sight arrives, he must become the invisible guardian of Midnight City.

  Lu Li began to use the crowbar called the title of curse to pry the anger of the ghoul group and the rotten weird group: he pretended to be a ghoul warlock when encountering weirdness, and pretended to be weird when encountering ghouls.

  Lighthouses are enough to make them interested in Lu Li.

  The two groups that were originally at ease gradually rekindled friction and hunted each other again.

  The instigator, Lu Li, had quietly returned to the ghoul lair in the south before the wrath of the ghoul king and the hatred of the unknown came.

  He gave up sacrificing the king of ghouls, and put all the blood food into the blood pool to train ghoul warriors.

  His efforts were not in vain. Three consecutive days of intrusion against the blood plague tribe and the rotten weird tribe finally brought the expected news:

   "War! The war is about to begin!"

  (end of this chapter)