"... That's it, Simon is dead, the headquarters is said to have been attacked, Ryan's authority has been increased, but we no longer have any reinforcements... "
In the grocery store, Nietzsche held a cup of hot cocoa and recounted what happened one by one, with a gloomy look on his face: "I am too weak..."
"I thought you would blame me." Fang Yuan put down the newspaper and smiled: "Because of someone's irresponsibility..."
"No, I understand. This is indeed not your relationship. No one asked you to complete it, but I have this responsibility!" Nietzsche took a deep breath: "I am ashamed of my narrow-mindedness, timidity, and cowardice before. !”
"Congratulations, young man, you have grown up!" Fang Yuan disagreed, but still congratulated him.
"So... I also leaked your information!" A sly look flashed in Nietzsche's eyes: "Since we specialize in selling mysterious items, of course we won't refuse more customers, right?"
"Of course, I welcome it!"
Fang Yuan looked back and immediately saw Angelila: "Hello, Miss Tour Guide!"
"Good day, Your Excellency..." Angelila was a little wary because she couldn't detect the strength of the grocery store owner opposite her.
In her eyes, this is an ordinary person, but how is that possible
"Welcome to my shop, just ask me if you need anything!" Fang Yuan smiled like a profiteer.
"Well... what do you think is suitable for me?" Angelila pondered for a moment and asked directly.
"This beautiful lady has the temperament of an artist at first glance. She is best suited to choose some works of art to display at home... like this!"
Fang Yuan snapped his fingers, and Moli Gu came out with an oil painting, and it turned out to be Mew!
"it… "
Angelila and Nietzsche both stared and felt the extraordinary power of the oil painting.
"Impossible... hasn't it been destroyed by Nietzsche?" Angelila couldn't believe it. She suddenly looked at Moli Gu and felt another tremor from her heart.
"Well... no one knows whether the one he destroyed before was a fake, but this one only costs ten gold punks. It's like a huge sale... How about it? Do you need it?" Fang Yuan asked in a seductive voice.
"I want it very much, but I still have a mortgage. I wonder if I can pay it in installments?" Angelila was a little embarrassed.
For her, this is indeed a large amount of money.
"Sorry, our store does not accept credit!"
After sending the disappointed Angelila away, it didn't take long for Ryan to come to the door with a serious face.
"Welcome to the light, what do our guests need?"
Fang Yuan seemed to be completely unaware of the men in black surrounding him, and asked with a smile.
"Mr. Andy, don't you think you should apologize for your deception last time?" Ryan stared into Fang Yuan's eyes, trying to cause some pressure.
"Deception? What did I deceive?" Fang Yuan looked innocent: "I have told you many times that the things I sell are real! Authentic! But you insist on saying that they are fake..."
"Okay..." A smile suddenly broke out on Ryan's skinny face: "Then can I, as a customer, buy some goods?"
"Of course, I welcome all guests!" Fang Yuan opened his hands: "Please feel free to choose..."
Ten minutes later, Lane and Nietzsche left the grocery store dejectedly, holding a pile of groceries, leaving behind all the coins they had.
At the end of the street, several black cars immediately came to pick him up.
"How's it going? Is your feeling accurate? I bought this with public funds..." Ryan stared at Nietzsche.
"They should all contain extraordinary power? I'm not particularly sure..." Nietzsche hesitated, and lamented that the investigation office was rich and wealthy. It was indeed not on the same level as a pauper like him.
"The assessment has come out. The target's power is unknown. He is suspected of being a person from the abyss... He has no violent and destructive tendencies, but he has a weird personality... It is recommended to monitor him for a long time!" Ryan said quickly, and naturally there was another man in black beside him who took note.
"Send these items to the research institute immediately after returning. If the results are found to be good, a special batch of funds can be allocated in the future to purchase extraordinary items..."
Ryan sighed: "I hope it can increase the strength of our branch and fight against the growing darkness in Jinbot City..."
…
In a dark underground space.
White candles were lit all around, reflecting many black and swaying figures.
"Kimbert City... I feel a calling here!"
In the center of the stone chamber, there is a huge sculpture with strange eyes. Many bloodshot eyes spread out from the vertical eyes, making it look very evil.
In fact, if Moli Gu were here, he would definitely be able to recognize him at a glance. This is the son of Omul, the Eye of Darkness who rules the world of Areta!
It is the descendant of Omul, possesses transcendent power and can rule a planet.
Obviously, the ancient one on this planet is also an Eye of Darkness!
Moreover, there are many beliefs spread, forming the Baiyan Church.
"The eyes of the great being have been watching this place..."
A man wearing a vertical eye pendant on his chest, who looked like a high priest, raised a golden sacrificial knife and placed several bloody eyes on the altar: "Those eyes in the darkness, please give us guidance!"
raging!
One eye after another was lit, emitting a unique smell.
In such a smell, many cultists suddenly became drowsy, dancing and letting out various low roars.
One of the hoods was knocked to the ground, revealing the appearance of a cultist with one eye blinded. It was very scary!
This is a sign of the higher-ups of the Eye Worshiping Church. They must go through a ceremony and dedicate one of their eyes to the Eye of Darkness!
At this time, those staying here are undoubtedly the core of the Church of Worship.
After the sacrifice, their faces turned red, as if they had received supreme satisfaction and relief.
"I have already felt the taste of blood and flesh... The great Eye of Darkness requires us to offer the final sacrifice of our souls in order to summon it to come... "
The high priest opened his hands and looked excited: "The ancient one will surely return and rule this planet again!"
"All greatness returns to the eye of darkness!"
All the cultists knelt down and recited respectfully.
"Barbara! You will be responsible for this matter, how about it?"
"No problem, I will definitely find enough sacrifices for the Eye of Darkness... especially those bloodlines that escaped, I smell their breath..."
A middle-aged woman came out to answer.
She had fiery red hair and a plump figure. She must have been a beauty when she was young. However, at this time, three vertical scars on her face made her blind in one eye, completely destroying this beauty.
Although there was only one eye left, her face was full of fanatical emotions.
"The last ceremony? Then they are indeed the best sacrifices!"
The high priest nodded: "I hope they will not live up to the gifts they have received over the years and have become... delicious enough!"
…
At the same time, within the Investigation Division.
"The information about the Meat Feast and its aftermath are all here. This was just sent from the headquarters. Take a look..."
Ryan handed out a stack of information, and the entire conference room was silent.
Angelila was actually among them, looking at the page intently.
"Dark Sacrifice, Ancient One...Feast of Flesh, Sacrifice of Blood, Final Appearance of Soul..."
Nietzsche eagerly began to read.
It has to be said that the Investigation Division headquarters does have a huge strength and relationship network, and the content of the investigation is clearer than Gargamel.
"The feast of flesh requires the spread of ghouls. The main force of the blood festival is vampires, and the final sacrifice of souls... Various resentful spirits are only auxiliary. The most important thing is a ritual - battle royale. The sacrificer is there Dozens or even hundreds of years ago, a mark representing the sacrifice would be imprinted on the body of the sacrifice, and then let it escape, allowing its bloodline to spread, and the mark of the sacrifice would spread along with the bloodline, eventually giving birth to the most perfect sacrifice. Product…”
Nietzsche felt his fingers were getting cold and couldn't help but touch the back of his neck.
He had long had doubts. After all, his ancestor was just an ordinary person. How could he successfully escape from a cult organization with a large number of extraordinary people, and also marry a wife and have children.
But now it seems that this is the result they want.
From then until now, it has been part of the ritual!
"Damn bastard!"
Nietzsche gritted his teeth secretly and saw Angelila's expression changing again.
"By the way, this lady also has a similar mark on her body..."
"Do you understand?" Ryan spread his fingers and pressed his palms on the table with a solemn expression: "Our next work will be very serious. In addition to ghouls and vampires, we may also face attacks from ghosts... For this reason , I specially invited a consultant who has extensive research on spiritual bodies, Miss Angelila!"
"Ahem..." Angelila was wearing a pair of round glasses and looked quite intellectual. She adjusted the frame of her glasses and said, "I can make some reminder talismans and enchanted bullets for the spirits, but that's all. Even in occultism, the spirit body and resentment type is a very strange and dangerous type. If you are not careful, it will take away the life of an extraordinary person... just like Simon before... "
As soon as this was said, everyone's expressions became a little unnatural.
But Angelila seemed not to notice, and continued: "The ceremony of the soul's end sacrifice requires precise arrangements, which cannot be done by vampires and ghouls, so I think there may be cultists coming... And we need to pay attention to it. , in case they gather flesh, blood, and soul and perform the summoning ritual... If it cannot be stopped, the entire Jinbot City may be destroyed!"
"What Miss Angelila said is exactly what I want to say!" Ryan looked sternly: "Even if it is for us and our family, we cannot let those cultists continue to run rampant!"