Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

When Zhou Mingrui was still on Earth, he read a news.

A sales company engaged in foreign trade was suppressed by two joint giants and unfortunately went bankrupt.

The young and promising boss of the company, in order to be considerate of his subordinates, sold his property and paid the last salary of his employees before going bankrupt.

However, if the employees in the news were unemployed, but still received their final wages, then Klein, who has not even received the deposit, is left with the body of his employer and the chasers that may come at any time. kill.

"Mystery said that the chance to become stronger is not to lick Detective Zeriel's bag, right?" Klein, who had cleared his mind and confirmed that the "Bishop Rose" who had chased him just now, had left, squatted down slightly, his expression twitching. Looking down at the grim-faced former employer.

In the brief confrontation just now, Zeriel had completely exposed Klein's existence to the members of the Zigman Party. Although he didn't see his face, there was still a lot of possibility that he could get it from the customers of the Bounty Hunter's bar yesterday. Backtracked to Klein's trail.

And that woman stole two items at the end, she wouldn't stole all of Detective Zeriel's two sealed items, would she?

Suddenly remembering those tentacles made of bloodshots, Klein's spirit was lifted, and he put on the black gloves prepared in advance to prevent himself from coming into direct contact with the corpse, and leaned over to grope.

He imitated the movements he had seen on Frye, and carefully opened his clothes with the tarot cards enhanced by "Paper and Soldiers", and quickly turned his wrists while being alert to the movement in the sewers.

As the black formal jacket was torn open, Klein finally saw a brooch shining with a faint golden light.

This ornament depicts the Sword of Judgment, which symbolizes the Loen royal family, surrounded by irregular patterns, and the back is also engraved with a series of vague characters in ancient Fusac.

Rivi Tamara... As a former history student, Klein is of course familiar with this surname that once occupied a certain space in the history of the Fourth Epoch, but if it is Klein the Nighthawk, he is more familiar with it." Fallen Nobility".

However, considering the current danger, Klein did not delve into this questionable name, but instead observed the hollow of Zeriel's corpse's chest, which was about to condense, a mass of light like dawn.

dong dong dong!

In the silent sewer, there was a sudden sound of heavy running, and Klein's inspiration followed, and the images of several tall men running wildly appeared in his mind.

It just so happened that the characteristics left by Zeriel had also completely separated out at this time. Klein had no time to search for other relics, so he immediately grabbed the characteristic that made people feel pain just by touching it. out.

Boom!

The manhole cover with the sewer hole clanged around the cover, and the sound of metal crashing repeatedly circled in the closed space of the sewer, lingering endlessly.

It's not that Klein was careless and forgot to hide his tracks, but that he deliberately left omissions, trying to distract the members of the Zigman Party who might be squatting.

Because it is impossible for him to walk in the West District with a corpse on his back, he can only use this method to attract the attention of the Zigman Party and the police as much as possible, and try his best to preserve the body of Detective Zeriel.

After a few seconds, the tall man in a black trench coat, carrying a lantern, turned the corner and saw Detective Zeriel lying on the ground with his clothes in a mess.

He was not surprised by the death of the enemy, but was extremely calm, with a successful smile on his face.

It seems that the man-eating monster has successfully dealt with this Feysac barbarian, and we don't need to do it... Meursault waved behind him, and several plateau people immediately after him Before that, he picked up the broken clothes on Zeriel's body.

"Boss, he doesn't have the documents that the lord asked for." A thin man held a fragment of a black formal suit in his hand and shook his head sideways.

"Don't worry about it." Meursault, who lightly turned on his forehead twice, paced slowly, his tone rose, "Mr. Rosago sent a message just now that he has stolen the information about the document from the police, we just need to Just make sure this guy is dead."

He casually swept Zeriel's body twice, and his face was a little stiff.

Why didn't I see that kind of "gem" that would glow?

After he set a trap to kill a "sheriff" last time according to the instructions of Mr. Ambassador, he accidentally discovered that after the Extraordinary dies, it seems that some kind of gem will grow on the corpse!

Afterwards, he specifically asked Mr. Rosago. He said that the gemstone was about equal to a potion, and he rewarded him with 100 pounds. He also promised that he would speak nicely in front of Mr. Ambassador and fight for a chance to be promoted.

But now he didn't find any similar items on this corpse, isn't Zeriel not an Extraordinary?

"Let's find out if there is anything hidden in him. If you can find their information, the lord will not treat us badly." Meursault, who was annoyed by the loss of the expected "wealth", quickly adjusted it. mood.

He remembered Mr. Ambassador's teaching that the most important thing a "hunter" should cultivate is patience, and the ability to maintain a calm heart after the prey misses.

You son of a bitch, if you die, you won't leave anyone any favors... The gang leader scolded and took out a brand new cigarette from his trousers pocket.

After a few swipes, the flames of the matches on his fingertips shone incomparably in the darkness.

............

A quarter of an hour later, Meursault, who was warned, took the thin confidant out of the sewer, leaving only three new members who were not highlanders to deal with Zeriel's body that had nowhere to be placed.

They are going to sprinkle a special potion to attract the rats that exist deep in the sewers, thereby burying traces that may be used by the authorities.

All three are fresh blood poured in from nearby villages.

Most of them are bachelors, originally farmers with their own land, but after the "Corn Act", these poor people who had acquired their land followed the flow and poured into Backlund, known as the "City of Hope".

However, these bachelors, who were originally relatively comfortable, could not bear the heavy work every day in the dock area. After only one month of trying, they discussed joining the rapidly expanding Zigman Party and became a peripheral member with lower qualifications, usually responsible for collecting fees in the Eastern District. Protection fees for "decent" households.

At this time, the three men requisitioned the meat-like particles that they brought with them and carefully spread them on Zeriel's body.

These pieces of meat are rare items bought from an apothecary's shop, and are said to have a celestial attraction to rats and some creatures living in the shadows.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The three people who have been ignored since joining the gang exude obvious dissatisfaction, their inner desires gradually evaporate from the surface of their bodies, and wisps of substantive black smoke are scattered in all directions, exuding a seductive aura.

This is the embodiment of emotions, which is invisible to mortals. The strange things made by using authority are the best food for captive demons.

In the darkness of the corner, ten horns with a dark red color like blood coagulation emerged from the solid ground.

They are like the dorsal fins of giant sharks in the deep sea, sliding and swimming smartly, and the cement-paved ground of the sewers swayed in circles of ripples, like a soft current that was split.

These ten giant horns swam silently to the back of the three ignorant fools, wow, the wave of shadows slipped from the seven dark giant heads that were slowly raised, just like real water, along the fierce and sharp Horny, connected into several thin waterfalls.

The seven-headed and ten-horned dragon looked down at the three prey beneath it, the huge nose savoured the dark steam emanating from their bodies, and the sludge-like saliva dripped from its fangs under the stimulation of pure emotions.

This is the anger of leaving one's home, the despair of dying, the dissatisfaction of the unachieved, the dark and pure human emotion.

This is "Devil King" Fabti, the first meal in Backlund.

............

Taking the steam subway to escape back to the East District, Klein, who was confirmed to be untracked, did not dare to go back to the apartment directly. Instead, he found a hotel in the East District and rented a simple single room.

He locked the door and took out the silver dagger and ritual materials he carried with him from the worker's uniform. While pacing around the room, he held the dagger and sprayed his spirituality, building a wall of spirituality with familiarity.

With most of his spiritual use, Klein, who was already feeling a little empty, did not dare to delay, and immediately arranged the sacrifice ceremony he had given to Miss Justice and others, and put the sealed items and characteristics obtained from Detective Zeriel together. on a simple altar.

After doing all this, he held the pistol again and took four quick steps backwards, his unconscious body leaned on the chair prepared in advance, crossed the raving, and returned to the gray fog.

Facing the silent pattern of light that kept swaying on the long bronze table, Klein spread his spirituality and opened the door to the construction of his own sacrifice ceremony.

The dim door slowly opened, and a golden-tone badge and a group of characteristics that shone like dawn flew out from it, and landed steadily in front of Klein, who was sitting at the head of the long table.

Only here can Klein have the confidence to find out the origin and function of these two items.

Not to mention that Gray Mist's own personality is extremely high, plus the "secret" hidden here, even if Klein takes up the True God again now, it is probably not himself who suffers.

However, I remember when I divination earlier, the light of the symbol of the ancient knight's body was orange-red...

Could it be that only vague symbols are revealed in the divination, and the orange color is the symbol of the "Warrior" pathway?

Klein, who was not spiritually rich, didn't waste any time, shook his head slightly, and after some hesitation, he still planned to divination the characteristics left by Detective Zeriel to see if he could still get some information.

The citrine pendant is removed from the wrist and rests on the dawn-colored "jewel" on the table.

"The sequence corresponding to the characteristics of this group, the information related to his original owner!"

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