Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

All bars are the same loud, noisy, chaotic. The only difference is that the North District is better decorated than the East District, the beer is more variety, the price is more expensive, and the guests are dressed better, while other districts are better than the former two.

Bernadette used illusions to disguise her appearance, and she found the most famous bosses or brokers in each neighborhood who issued bounty quests, and asked to find more than 100 people in Backlund who were collectively missing or whose whereabouts were clear but were told to be dead for unknown reasons. The clues of the matter, and left the pseudonym Joanna, with a prepaid deposit, explaining that he would come regularly to inquire about the progress of the mission.

"Why are you so skilled? You are a demigod high-rank powerhouse, how can you know so much about this kind of thing?"

Bernadette showed a nostalgic look.

"Back then, my father was still there. He...he's different from other fathers. Not only would he make me some quirky gadgets, but he would also show me in disguise to experience the feelings of the people. We would pretend to be bounties. Hunters go on quests, to explore forests and castles. It's a role-playing game, he says. He's always coining some weird combination of terms."

"Later, I escaped from Intis and created the element before dawn, and it wasn't just that I was always active on the sea."

"Tsk tsk, amazing, amazing." Roselle really knows how to play.

"There will be a Beyonder party tomorrow night."

"Yo~ You're already in Sequence Three, what other Beyonder gatherings are you participating in? Are they worthy?" These underground illegal gatherings of Backlund are nothing more than exchanging Beyonder materials and magical items, and issuing some simple tasks, which are totally unworthy of a high-order rank. Most of the demigods in Sequence Four are just watching over the gatherings organized by their own organizations.

"are you going?"

"Let's go together."

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Above the gray fog, in the magnificent and majestic palace, the bronze long table head is communicating with the three figures on both sides.

"Okay, it's my turn, I'll think about what to say."

Audrey tilted her head slightly and thought for a few seconds. Suddenly, she remembered something, so she smiled excitedly and said:

"In Loen, the special department of the military is offering a reward for clues to a powerful evil spirit. They have a portrait of this evil spirit, which is said to be a man who looks like an ancient noble."

Evil spirit? How powerful is it? Is Backlund that dangerous? I don't know if the church of the goddess is involved, but the Nighthawks should be better at dealing with spirits. Klein just thought silently, without any change in expression on his face.

"The formation of evil spirits is not easy. Most of them are strong spiritual imprints left by high-order existences after death. They are all very evil and dangerous. Before the military purifies this evil spirit, you'd better not go to places where evil spirits may appear. Regional activities." Alger didn't want the secret channel just established to be cut off like this, the other party was obviously a noble lady of Loen, and after she became a Beyonder through the potion formula she provided, this channel would be able to play a greater role.

"Thank you for your reminder, Mr. Hanged Man." Audrey thanked the other party sincerely, then remembered the topics that her father and brother had often discussed recently, and said with a chuckle:

"In addition to the news of the evil spirits, I actually want to say that since the defeat of the war on the east coast of Balam, the king, the prime minister..."

The gray mist was quietly surging and rolling under the feet, and the clear and beautiful girl's voice echoed in the vast and distant palace.

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After a series of incidents such as the previous reports on Berklund Street, night tours in the West District, and daily visits to bars, Wang Zichuan became more and more certain that Backlund was not as dangerous as he imagined. No one cares what I want to do.

After Bernadette released the mission and returned to the restaurant, Wang Zichuan's spirit of going out was about to move.

It was getting late, Wang Zichuan finally couldn't hold back, and floated out of the Serenzo restaurant.

The population density of the eastern district is several times that of the western district, but the living resources they occupy are only a few thousand or even tens of thousands of the latter.

Most of the people here are numb and confused. Apart from living, they don't have many ideals and pursuits. Many men hang around in pubs, numb their spirits with cheap beer, and live a day-to-day life. Many women are unable to sustain their lives and can only rely on the most primitive capital to sell their bodies and barely make ends meet.

Wang Zichuan was wandering the streets at first. Except for the homeless people, there were almost no living things here. Even mice were hiding in the sewers, for fear of being caught by the poor people, skinned and boned, or sent to the pot. The bar became a scorer for the dogfight.

Later, he started to pass through the wall, and most of what he saw was a group of people who were lying motionless like corpses in a small room. Only the snoring one after another proved that these were indeed living people.

Crossing a street and entering a house facing the street, each floor of this small building has only one room and a small living room, which makes people feel closed and small, but this is already a rare high-end residence in the East District. .

At this time, in the living room on the first floor, the body of a young woman was lying on the ground with her abdomen exposed. There was a huge opening in her abdomen, as if it had been directly slashed by a sharp tool. Blood flowed freely, painting an indescribable horror.

A huge black dog with smooth and shiny fur was squatting beside the corpse~www.wuxiax.com~ munching on the woman's internal organs. This black dog has a ferocious appearance. Its sharp fangs reflect blood-red light with the opening and closing of its mouth. It is full of fierceness, and its eyes are full of bloodlust and crazy desire.

That Sequence Six demon dog who is about to be promoted!

Do you want to kill it?

Just when Wang Zichuan entered this room, saw everything in the room, and thought about his next move, the demon dog suddenly predicted a huge danger, which was hanging in the balance, like an unannounced verdict.

The demon dog looked up and looked around vigilantly. It sensed danger was around, but it found nothing. It lowered its head, suddenly accelerated the speed of swallowing the internal organs, devoured the internal organs like a wolf, and fulfilled the requirements of the ritual, and was ready to flee away from the danger zone immediately.

"Captivity!"

Wang Zichuan stretched out his right hand and pointed at the demon dog in front of him.

The huge demon dog was immediately surrounded by invisible air, and was imprisoned in place, unable to move.

Although it can't see the enemy, how to deal with the attack is like common sense engraved in its bones, it immediately expands its size and directly demonizes. The huge black bat-like fleshy wings stretched out, and the horns covered with mysterious and evil patterns drilled out of its head. Its whole body burned with a light blue flame of the red-infrared layer inside, and the smell of sulfur diffused.

Demonization brings strength and speed bonuses, as well as mysticism resistance, and the power of imprisonment has been broken free.

Because it can't see the enemy, the pounce and bite that the devil dog is best at relying on strength and speed is useless. It can only open its huge mouth full of fangs and spit out a filthy devil language word: "Slowly. !"

It prepares to slow down the enemy's speed and find an opportunity to escape.

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