Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

The investigation team, nominally led by Leonard, had not had time to dispatch a second time, but the plan was interrupted by the order brought back by the Red Gloves team.

Leonard, who had not yet found out the true identities of the two detectives, originally planned to argue, but when he heard that "ordering all informants to withdraw from the investigation immediately" was an order from His Excellency St. Anthony, he inevitably turned off the flames.

"So that's how it is. The elites of the church discovered a demigod-level 'ancient demon' underground. Regardless of the consideration, I'm sorry, our cooperation is over."

Looking at Leonard, whose head was slightly lowered and his eyes were not knowing where to look, the two detectives gave very different reactions.

Contrary to Klein, who only frowned slightly and had doubts flashing in his eyes, Dunn rarely showed emotional ups and downs. His dark red eyes after disguise stared at Leonard's messy black hair and his tight lips. He sucked in a breath of cold air, but he couldn't hold back after all.

"Did that red glove encounter a demigod-level 'demon' frontally?"

He ignored Klein's strange gaze, just stared at Leonard whose thoughts were disturbed by complicated emotions, prayed, and waited for the answer he expected.

"Yes," Leonard's messy black hair shook, "We already have two guardians of the night who have returned to the goddess' kingdom of God."

He took a deep breath, and the collar that had been erected to imitate the "Sword of the Goddess" was also lowered.

"The next thing will be very complicated. In short, you should leave here as soon as possible, but don't leave Backlund. After the end, the church may have an additional investigation of all the informants."

After he half-truthed his explanation, he gave Klein and Dunn a deep glance, and walked out of the room, walking away as if escaping.

Returning to the quiet room, Klein's worrying point of view was fleeting. Looking at Dunn, who was still immersed in the emotional aftertaste just now, he raised his eyebrows imperceptibly.

He had previously suspected that Louis Evans was a special person trained by the church, but from the reaction just now, it seemed that this was not the case.

Louis Evans seemed relieved when he heard the news that the two deceased were the Path of Darkness?

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Outside the Siviras court, Klein stood in a corner far away from the outer wall of the police station. The orange-red hiding behind the yellow haze had slipped to the horizon and was about to fall.

He took out the letter handed over by Ian from his pocket and read it quickly.

Glancing over the unassuming curly letters, Klein seemed to have glimpsed the owner of the letter paper through his handwriting, and the equally "tempered" Miss Sharon.

Miss Sharon also discovered the trace of the "devil", and specifically mentioned the abyss... Seeing that his worries were confirmed, Klein was inevitably tangled.

Sharon specially marked the meeting place and time in secret words at the bottom of the letter. For Klein, who had just turned back to loneliness, this could not help but be good news.

But on second thought, he was still carrying the task imposed by Prince Edsack on his back, which might attract the attention of the suspected "ancient demon" messenger behind the prince at any time.

Klein is now like a rat who is constantly testing in front of a rusty cheese clip and is about to starve to death. In the face of the unknown, he is in a dilemma.

I have already obtained a main material and all auxiliary materials of "Faceless Man". Miss Sharon's sequence is "Wraith", which is similar to "Human Skin Shadow", which is also a ghost type monster. Maybe she will I have some clues about the characteristics or traces of this monster... After I am promoted to Sequence Six, I can try to use the ability to change the face and the influence of the "secret" atmosphere to give up the identity of Sherlock Moriarty, and have the opportunity to get rid of The claws of the man behind Prince Edsack.

Transferring his thoughts, Klein, who was gradually persuaded by himself, took a deep breath quickly, and his state gradually stabilized. Finally, he glanced at the time address at the end of the letterhead, and melted into the crowd of people coming and going.

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A hired carriage, which can be seen everywhere, was parked by the street on the edge of the Eastern District. At the side door of the carriage, an exaggerated black giant dog crouched on the shoulder of the road, and its bright red tongue on the outside kept venting white air.

"Don't worry about the bishop of the 'Tyrant'." After listening to the report of the devil giant dog, Fabti absentmindedly brushed his fingers across the texture of his upper body, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The viscous black mud flowed out from between his fingers, and bizarrely defied gravity, entrenched in the center of his palm, and condensed into a pulsating sphere.

He looked at the ball of black mud flesh in his hand that was gradually covered in color and looked like a heart - a "devil" characteristic, his smiling eyes flashed through the shadows imperceptibly, and quickly returned to normal.

Until now, He still doesn't understand the reason why "Mystery" asked for this characteristic, and He is not willing to give the characteristic that is not rich to others, but...

"You have done a good job, and I will temporarily preserve this characteristic on you."

"The promotion ceremony of the 'devil' needs a carrier of sufficient quality to act as a medium for igniting desire in the ceremony. You should know how to do it."

The giant dog's greedy eyes stared at the "heart" unabashedly, and he just barked before he had time to think.

It obediently catered to the master's movements, opened its **** mouth, and swallowed the "heart" that was constantly beating.

Gudong.

After breaking away from Fabti's palm, the "heart" made of black mud turned back into a viscous liquid, but maintained its most basic form. Soft tentacles emerged from the surface and plunged into the esophagus of the giant dog. , crawled between the flesh and blood and crawled towards the giant dog's internal organs, until it merged with it all.

Boom, boom, boom... The giant dog's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Inside the invisible body, a strange pitch black tightly wrapped its heart, and a heavy drum beating.

Resisting the pain from his internal organs, the giant demon dog's ferocious face was mixed with excitement and fear, he nodded frequently, his blood-red and nearly black eyes turned rapidly, constantly scrutinizing the passersby nearby.

"There are a few alien species left before, you should have mastered the spell to drive ghosts, right?" Seeing the "devil" characteristics gradually revealing the involuntary giant dog, Fabti suddenly raised his head and tail. One sentence was exchanged for a short, affirmative bark.

Considering the poor IQ of the giant dog, Fabti had to act a little deliberately.

In fact, at first, he was very satisfied with this "subordinate" with a strong body, no careful thinking, and enough madness, but as he continued to wander in modern society, the great "abyss monarch" gradually realized that once in the second era, let " The madness that the "devils" are proud of has instead become a weakness, and the overly flamboyant behavior has long since appeared with the seven gods, and has been swept into the history of the old gods together with the ancient gods.

"boring......"

The carriage parked on the side of the street slowly started, and Fabuti, who closed his eyes again, showed no expression on his face. Behind the dark brown carriage, a huge dog with a slender back rushed into the pale yellow mist, facing each other. Row.

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The towering Bell of Order is surrounded by pale yellow choking smoke. No matter how the iconic building symbolizing the glory of the kingdom rings the bell, it is difficult to dispel the pollution and poverty that followed industrialization.

When the thick bell rang again on the surface of the Tussock River, Klein, who was squatting near the entrance of the subway station, silently lowered the brim of his hat, looked calmly at the surface of the water that suddenly rippled, and put down the newspaper in his hand.

The virtual and solid colors distorted the light refracted on the water surface, and the ripples gradually approached the real body, revealing a pale but delicate face.

Klein watched as Miss Sharron pulled her body out of the water a little bit like a female ghost in an ancient horror movie, and suppressed the smile that she wanted to evoke at the corner of her mouth.

"The official Beyonders have also discovered traces of the 'devil', and the archbishops are ready to deal with it in person."

After thinking about it, he omits the greetings and chooses to go straight to the topic.

"We also lost track of Jakes." Sharon's answer was equally succinct.

Lost the trace of Jakes... It seems that the Rose School is just crazy, but not stupid... Klein tilted his head slightly, thoughtfully.

Now that the Blood Worship Religion and the "Ancient Demon" have attracted all the official attention of Backlund, if the indulgence faction continues to pursue the remnants of the temperance faction with great fanfare, it will only lead the anger of the three major churches to itself, and the one who is finally responsible for the pursuit Demigods can only choose between fleeing alone and being completely destroyed.

"Maybe this is a good thing for you both." Klein thought for a while and said.

Sharon shook her head slightly.

"Ordinary 'devil' can't make Jakes back down."

"Jakes disappeared after the 'devil' appeared."

Standing in the shadows, Klein couldn't help but froze for a moment, and his pupils shrank accordingly.

He licked his dry lips with a stiff expression.

"You mean, Jakes, the demigod of the indulgences, has been given by the 'devil'..."

"can not confirm."

Sharon still looked as indifferent as a puppet, but Klein was obviously unable to sit still.

His expression was weird, like a wry smile and convulsions, and finally he sighed slowly.

Miss Sharon made it very clear in the letter that the threat she had foreseen was inexplicably transferred from Jakes to the rich darkness that symbolized "devil" at a certain point in time.

"According to some vague information, there is also some official power behind the 'devil'," Klein looked at Sharron with a flat face and decided to reveal some information, "Well...it is more inclined to the kingdom's institutions. official power."

He didn't dare to directly reveal the identity of Prince Edsack, or even say that it was related to MI9 or even the royal family. He could only give directions vaguely, hoping that Miss Sharon could read the hidden key points.

Kingdom organs... Sure enough, Sharon's long-lasting face frowned slightly, and her unreal body began to fade.

Compared with the relatively well-known Jakes, the "demons" with more complex backgrounds are obviously more dangerous.

Even if Temperance itself is not his focus, for Sharon and Maric, they still have no room for trial and error, and avoiding is the best choice at the moment.

Seeing that Miss Sharon was about to leave, Klein hurriedly stepped forward and threw up another topic.

"I've been looking for the characteristics of human skin shadows recently. Do you have any clues?"

Sharron's figure solidified again, and her light blue eyes swept towards Klein.

"Have."

There really is... Klein's brows twitched, and then he continued without changing his face:

"Where?"

After speaking, he added, "I will give you the corresponding reward."

Sharon's erratic figure dropped a little.

"No compensation required."

No need for payment... Klein was stunned, but still kept smiling.

Sharon floated in the air, without any extra movement, her gaze turned to the entrance of the alley, her viewpoint was empty, as if she was looking for a shadow hidden in the darkness.

"Maric met a group of very weird ghosts before."

"Most of them have demonic features."

Klein nodded slightly, and asked at the right time:

"Are there any skin ghosts among them?"

Sharon didn't answer, her eyes still stopped in the distance.

"It's complicated, their target is us."

The target is Miss Sharon... Klein nodded, his left hand holding the cane unconsciously tightened.

Rather than saying that the target of those strange spirits is Miss Sharon and the others, it is better to say that "demon" and alien species are natural adjacent paths. They do not distinguish between "indulgence" and "abstinence", but simply start from their own path. Instinct hostility.

This is exactly what "Mystery" said to Roselle - when you choose your own path, your enemies and allies will gradually become clear.

Klein's mouth curled up a little again, not as tight as before.

"No problem, it seems that we have another chance to cooperate."

Floating in the air, Sharron, who was close to the ground, was still indifferent. Her light blue eyes turned to stare at Klein for a few seconds, and her figure suddenly disappeared.

There was only Klein left in the dim alley, but after several collaborations with Sharon, he knew that this was just Miss Wraith's unique default method.

Perhaps this is also a tacit understanding... Klein sneered, lowered the brim of his hat habitually, and walked out of the alley slowly.

The light from the street lamps swept across the corners of the clothes, and touched the water lightly.

In the reflection, behind the black-clothed gentleman was an illusion, entangled with each other, and finally disappeared at the end of the darkness.

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"The biological impulses germinated by various chemical substances, I really don't know why you humans are entangled in this kind of thing dominated by electrical signals."

The misty mist entwined the corners of the "mysterious" broken robes. He listened to the new style of Tianzun, and his handsome face was still cold and inorganic like a human being.

I don't know what happened, or what happened to Little Zarath. In short, Tianzun has recently changed his style. Instead of taking the crazy route before, he began to pretend to be a close old man.

Anyway, for Him, these are just personality masks that can be discarded and replaced at any time.

"Then, for the old days of your birth, your character was influenced and even decided by the authority you inherited from the beginning. Isn't it meaningless?"

Kneading his forehead, "Mystery" who was waiting for the good show to start casually also spent time with the real "Mystery Lord".

"Maybe." Rarely, Tianzun did not refute the "secret" point of view, but vaguely agreed.

"In the beginning, we were just a spirituality born by chance under his madness. This applies to all beings that come and go in the universe."

Um? Hearing this calm, "Mystery" tensed up for no reason.

The slightly calm babble became active again, and Tianzun seemed to have thousands of jesting voices following him.

"But Zhou Mingrui, your half body, will that little guy really understand your kindness?"

"Love, this cheap illusion should be a precious thing in a hasty life for you humans, right?"