Demon Sage

A wisp of black mist emerged from the two corpses, and Donald flipped through the faintly discernible images on the Tome of Domination, and after a while looked at the head in disappointment.

“It’s just two minions, it’s really disappointing…”

There may not have been enough improvement in the aspect of innate talent awakening recently, But he spent a lot of time on the familiarization and discovery of his existing abilities. The power of the demon in Tome of Domination is only part of it, and more of it is the ability of Tome of Domination itself.

The absence of a demon name and a clear image means that the quality of the demon’s power fragments is very poor, and the corresponding ability to be displayed will also be greatly reduced. Donald sinks his heart and can feel it. A shadow shuttle ability.

Summon waved two flames, and dealt with the corpses on the ground. Donald turned around and took Finger running from the side, and moved his attention from the demon power fragments left by the two demon contractors. Open, to the event itself.

Donald clearly remembered that the two demon contractors should be selling tickets at the entrance of the Opera House.

A coincidence?

This is not the case in Donald’s view. The demon contractor wants to hide his identity. In any case, it is impossible to choose this kind of role that often needs to face the public. Who can guarantee that there will be no different among the people who come to listen to the opera? The apostle of the big sect?

The crux of the question is why the two demon contractors are there.

Don’t really figure this out until Donald leaves the factory and returns to the door of the Opera House!

They don’t want to hide their identities, but the other way around, they just want someone to see their presence.

This person is naturally impossible Donald.

Who would go to the Opera House specifically to find someone?

This range may be a bit broad, and even Donald could not determine a direction in a short period of time, but this did not prevent him from telling Sharis the news, after all, she was in East Germany. But being chased by the demon contractor, it must be within this range.

As soon as he thought about it, Donald suddenly thought of something he had never thought about before.

Why did the demon contractor want to hunt down Sharis?

Natural opposition?

This is of course a reason, but the crux of the question is why does the demon contractor pursue it so relentlessly, even exposing himself to the demonhunter’s stalker to do this thing .

Even if the price is that after killing the Death God Chosen, he will be found and killed by the demonhunter.

This is undoubtedly an unreasonable choice.

I tried to contact Sharis through spiritual communication, and found that the other party was a little far away from him. Donald could only retreat and go back to Barlow’s parking place to tell him the news.

“Did you find the Demon Contractor in the Castle of Rock, or at the door of the Opera House?”

Barlow’s expression immediately, knowing the news, was stunned.

That’s right, it’s just stunned, it looks a little unbelievable.

This is a bit strange, Donald thought that although demon contractors are rare, both Sharis and Barlow should have seen it. Rock Castle is more or less a medium-sized city. There are all.

In fact…Donald soon discovered that Barlow’s discourse seemed to center in the second half of the utterance.

“Does the entrance of the Opera House have any special meaning?”

Donald has little research on the demon contractor, and he is even more puzzled by the hidden meaning of the Opera House.

“No, this… just a bit of an accident.”

Barlow obviously wanted to hide something, realized that he had made a blunder, and immediately changed the subject said,

“I’ll tell Ms. Sharis the news now, please wait a moment.”

Watching Barlow trot into the hotel room, it should be ready to use a certain There was a special way to contact Xia Ruisi, so Donald could only find a sofa on the first floor of the hotel to sit down first, order some snacks from the hotel boss, and take Finger to pass the time.

Fortunately, Barlow didn’t make Donald wait too long, and after about ten minutes he ran down the second floor again.

“Ms. Harris’ friends have agreed to meet with you, so if you have time now, I can take you to meet them.”

At the behest of Harris. Barlow held the whip in his hand and looked towards Donald with a little more warmth in his eyes.

“Of course, I’ll go now.”

Donald has been looking forward to the friend of the Chosen One for a long time.

But by the time he got into Barlow’s carriage and started walking down the street, a strange familiarity began to flood into Donald’s mind.

Familiar cafes, familiar streets, flyers in the hands of passers-by, and colorful satin left after the parade passed by…

Twice with your fingers On the side of the carriage, Donald leaned against the seat inside and said loudly, “Barlow, I have something to ask.”

“You ask.”

Barlow The voice came back mixed with the noise outside.

“Are we going to the Opera House in Rock Castle now?”

Donald finally checked the situation outside and asked.

Barlow outside the carriage was silent for a while before replying: “Have you been here just now?”

“More than that…”

This sentence Donald didn’t raise his voice, just whispered to himself.

carriage stopped outside the opera house. Donald looked at Charis who was waiting for him at the door. After getting out of the car, he pursed his lips and took the initiative to meet him.

“You found the Demon Contractor in the Rock Castle?”

There was no one else beside Sharis, and Donald glanced left and right but couldn’t see what she said friend.

“That’s right, and that’s where they appeared.”

While speaking, Donald’s eyes suddenly stopped on Sharis, and he frowned. thought for a while.

He had guessed the motives of the two demon contractors before that they were here to wait for the arrival of a certain target, and now he saw Charis appearing here.

If she didn’t come here earlier, does that mean that Sharis will face the two demon contractors directly?

Let’s take a step back, Donald is able to vaguely guess the current strength of Xia Ruisi, apart from the extremely tyrannical Divine-Blessed innate talent that she possesses as a chosen person, her own battle strength is not strong.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been chased for so long by a demon contractor with a mid-level awakening strength, but her Divine-Blessed innate talent is biased toward the auxiliary-type seduction-like ability.

Stephanie has an emotional innate talent for fighting, she obviously doesn’t have that ability.

“Here?”

Charles’ face looked even more surprised than Barlow had just heard the news, followed by a replied almost without thinking,

p>

“Impossible, there is definitely an impossible demon contractor here!”

“Why are you so sure?”

Donald vaguely noticed something at this time, but didn’t say it clearly .

“Because this…this is my friend’s territory, if there is a demon contractor, she will definitely notice it immediately.”

After pondering for two seconds, Xia Reese still said why.

“Although I would love to agree with your statement, it’s not the case, Ms. Sharis, you should understand that I’m not free enough to use the demon contractor to joke with you!”

Donald doesn’t want to argue with Sharis here about the existence of the demon contractor he talks about.

Actually he now somewhat regrets it, maybe it would have been a better decision to stay alive, at least now that he can give direct evidence.

Charles didn’t know what to say about Donald’s determination for a while. She knew that the former had no reason to deceive her about this kind of thing, but at the same time she was quite fond of her friends. confidence.

“There may be some kind of misunderstanding here, come with me, the concert in the theater is about to start, I’ll tell you when I go inside, it’s not convenient to talk about those things outside .”

After hesitating for a while, Sharis was still going to tell Donald about the current situation first, and the latter didn’t mean to argue on the street, so nodded followed her in.

As a former art city, the entire Opera House’s layout and architectural level are naturally not low.

Rao is still preserved as a symbol of the city’s art-popular period despite the rapid development of the Industrial Revolution.

“I deliberately asked for two places based on internal relationships. On the second floor, I can see the whole picture of the opera without being disturbed by the surrounding silhouettes.”

Xia Rui Si stood at one end of the corridor at the entrance of the Opera House and pointed to the balcony-like structures extending out from the left and right sides of the second floor.

“Um…should I say thank you for the invitation?”

Donald spends most of his leisure time reading spell books or some nonsense. Religious people’s descriptions of gods, opera, the most common pastime of modern people, is extremely rare in him, so these arrangements in front of him are somewhat novel to him.

“It’s not necessary, I just hope you can help me a little more in the future.”

Take Donald around from the other side of the theater and go up to the second floor. Pulling back the curtains, I came to the balcony I saw below.

Perhaps it was because she planned to take this opportunity to tell Donald something before, and the location chosen by Xia Ruisi was relatively biased. On the balcony on the right by the gate exit, there were not many spectators around.

“Are there any snacks or drinks?”

Donald glanced left and right after taking his seat and found that there was no low table for items, so he couldn’t help asking.

“Is this your first time watching an opera?”

Charles glanced at Donald in surprise, then sat down with her skirt, and continued,

“The opera is forbidden to bring snacks and drinks, which will disturb other audience members to enjoy the performance. If you want to eat, you have to leave here after the opera.”

“so that’s how it is, I take back what I just said, in fact, Finger wants to eat, I asked for it.”

Patting Finger’s forehead in his arms, Donald shrugged and said.

Meow~

Finger opened his mouth and bit on Donald’s thumb without any force, just to express his “anger”.

ding~~~

The metal rod hit the triangle iron, and the clear sound made the somewhat noisy atmosphere in the theater immediately quiet.

Opera.

It started.