Peacock City.
At the Historical and Ceremonial Society's Resident Building.
Because of the previous attack, there was serious damage and collapse here. It has now been blocked by several bright yellow warning strips and is under reconstruction.
Inside the cordon and shelter, next to a pile of blood-stained rubble and broken walls, a group of people stopped to look around.
"Sage Queller, the bishop of the Red Apple Church suddenly appeared from here, probably in the corner of the fourth-floor warehouse. We didn't notice it at all... The attack came very suddenly, and the members of the association suffered heavy losses."
A member of the History and Ritual Association had a respectful look on his face and was speaking in a deep voice to the middle-aged man in front of him with his head lowered.
The "Sage Queller" he mentioned was a long-haired man with an eagle nose and deep eye sockets. His eyes were the same color as his hair, dark brown. He wore a leather windbreaker and long leather boots, and hung a thick book around his waist. The cover was also made of some kind of leather, but it had dense seams, as if it was made of multiple pieces of leather.
"Yes, I understand."
Queller spoke calmly.
This person's voice was very strange, like the cry of some kind of owl.
Then, Queller took off the leather glove on his right hand, revealing his dry and old palm, and pointed it at the ruins in front of him.
Crash...
The sound of pages turning suddenly arose, and Queller's eyes quickly flashed through fragments of the past.
The light around them also turned dim, and a mysterious wind slowly blew by, making everyone present feel as if they were in an old photo. The outline of the ruins began to flicker, looking back into the past, changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The shadows of rubble and broken walls were reassembled and restored to their original appearance. Scenes of explosions, collisions, and fighting flashed by one by one. Everyone could even see the tyrannical cardinal piercing President Pearson's heart with his sharp claws and then draining his blood.
The scene keeps going back, back to the first peaceful moment.
But at this moment, the picture suddenly stopped.
It was as if the pages of the book were stuck.
Queller narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured:
"Shielding against divination-type weird things? The mysterious resistance is not low... hehe."
The man's right hand, like an old tree root, suddenly squeezed, as if crushing something invisible. Everyone seemed to hear a crisp sound of "ping" coming from the other side in the distance.
The picture started moving again.
However, everyone in the History and Ritual Association changed their expressions at the same time.
In the historical scene they saw in retrospect, a hunched-backed knight suddenly appeared in the fourth-floor warehouse, dragging the bishop in a red robe, who was like a dead dog, dying.
No one knew what had happened, but the bishop of the Red Apple Church suddenly had red eyes, a ferocious look on his face, and a desire to kill and destroy. His seriously injured and dying body also returned to normal within a few breaths.
The knight threw it away, turned around and disappeared on the spot.
The red-robed bishop was left gasping for breath and in a frenzy. He got up and rushed outside.
boom!
The picture of history shattered and dissipated, and everything in front of him returned to its original ruins.
"Spade Knight Joke!"
"It turns out that he was the one who captured the bishop of the Red Apple Church... I don't know what means he used to make that man become like a mad dog! He used him as a tool to attack the association!"
"Damn you bastard! Do you think we are your target for your teasing?"
At this time.
Queller slowly put on his gloves and raised his hand to signal.
Everyone immediately stopped their angry noises and their expressions became restrained.
Sage Queller is one of the "Seven Secret Keepers" of the History and Ritual Association. These seven powerful men are similar to the core leaders of other orthodox churches, such as the Fiery Sun Monastery of the Sun Church, the Scarlet Monastery of the Red Apple Church, and the Hermitage of the Moon Church.
She is a historical saint, with a status comparable to that of the vice president of the association's headquarters, and is deeply respected by everyone.
"Since Qiao Ke dared to attack the Association, then the Association should also fight back... Moreover, this person is on the Empire's S-level wanted criminal list, and we have an obligation to do something for the Empire."
Queller said slowly.
She turned her head and looked at the eight men and women on her right. They were wearing the same bright yellow robes with hoods covering their heads, so only the lower half of their faces could be seen. Around their waists and necks, they all had a deep blue rope tied around their chests and abdomens, with a round coin with an exquisite withered flower stuck in it.
"Luonoli, lead the Ancient Reader team to hunt down Spade Knight Qiao Ke, and try to suppress him before the handover with the Hailing Group tomorrow... He doesn't have a mythical aura, and he is not a high-ranking person. At most, he is a Sequence 5 Beyonder."
Queller ordered.
"Yes, sage."
The captain of the Ancient Readers named Lonoli answered.
He showed his bare, muscular right arm, rested his palm on his left chest, and bent slightly.
"Qiao Ke follows the path of destiny. He is good at manipulating the stage space. He is difficult to lock onto and it is very easy for him to escape..."
Queller explained calmly.
She took the ancient book from her waist, stroked the cover that felt like human skin, then opened it, tore off a page of yellowed blank paper, and handed it to Lonoli.
"It can help you find Qiao Ke's location and keep it locked, but it can only last for forty-eight hours..."
As she spoke, Queller continued to flip through the ancient book in her hand, and then stopped at a page where words were written in blood. She put her whole hand in, as if she was traveling through time and space through the pages of the book, groping for something from the past fragments of history.
Finally, Queller took out a "stone" the size of an ostrich egg from the ancient book.
This stone is covered with twisted spiral lines, which make people dizzy if they look at it for a long time.
"Sir, may I ask what this is...?"
Lonoli asked, lowering his head.
"The Overlord's Egg."
Queller said.
"This is a remnant of history. Although it is not as good as the original, it can still exert 70% of its power. It can hatch an extinct ancient spiritual creature, the Lenagana, in an instant... This is a powerful extraordinary creature with mythical blood. It has the power to disrupt space. It is perfect for dealing with extraordinary people in the path of destiny."
Queller said, handing over the Overlord Egg.
"I had no intention of coming here originally, but I just happened to find an old acquaintance from the Destiny Path nearby during this period, so I went to check it out myself. I'll leave the task of hunting down Qiao Ke to you..."
"Thanks to the sage's grace, we will not let the association down!"
Luo Nuoli took the Overlord Egg with both hands and said in a deep voice.
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Chen Lun, who was far away in another red disaster area in Yanbang, had just accepted a commission from the Murder Club and was planning to start a new round of hunting for the Red Apple Church.
He hadn't made a move in nearly a week and was already getting impatient.
I am still 10 levels away from reaching the maximum level of 120, Sequence 6. The required experience points are not a small number, so I am so concerned about this matter.
At this moment, he was walking in a city called Horned City, surrounded by desolate scenery.
Similar to the situation in all red disaster areas, this place has been occupied by the Red Apple Church. Countless fallen believers are wreaking havoc in the city. The shelter and the local Orthodox Church are in a remote corner, struggling to survive and waiting for rescue.
At this time.
The Tear of Maggie worn on Chen Lun's ear shone without warning.
You are being spied on by "historical retrospection"!
Judgment failed, your historical traces have been discovered!
The History and Ritual Association's favorability towards you has decreased! The current situation is a fight to the death!
Chen Lun stopped immediately and frowned.
He took off the teardrop-shaped sapphire earrings and found that its surface was cracked and looked fragile.
"Even Maggie's Tears couldn't stop the spying? Someone in a higher position must have taken action..."
Chen Lun's heart sank.
Next second.
Ping!
The earring in the palm of her hand shattered instantly and turned into a green stone.
The C-level monster - Maggie's Tears collapsed because it could not withstand the power of the person who was spying on it. The properties it contained were released and it turned into a mysterious substance in the natural faction sequence.
"What a pity..."
Chen Lun sighed and put it away.
Feeling the faint warning from his spiritual intuition, he realized that danger was approaching. After thinking about it, he gave up the idea of continuing to hunt the Red Apple Church. Instead, he took a step forward and instantly moved to a residential building nearby.
Chen Lun had a cold face and waved his hand casually. Hundreds of cards appeared out of thin air, floating around him, making rustling sounds.
Bang!
He snapped his fingers.
The cards rushed forward like a torrent. Intensive cutting sounds suddenly rang out, directly crushing all seven or eight fallen believers wandering in the corridor.
Without even glancing at the bloody corridor, he turned around and kicked open the door of a single-room apartment next door, then walked in. The room was already empty, not only was no one living there, but there wasn't even a piece of furniture left.
Chen Lun used the magic of "Restoration" to restore the door to its original state, then closed and locked it. He sat down with his back against the wall and entered the fairyland.
"First, let's use the fairyland environment to block out the interference of the real world and do some divination..."
Chen Lun appeared in the wooden house at the entrance of the Crystal Mountains, then lay down on the wooden bed, relaxed his whole body and closed his eyes.
"This is the first time I've dreamed of a fairyland, but this kind of divination is the most accurate."
Silently practicing the Fredecui meditation method, Chen Lun's breathing gradually became steady and long.
After a few breaths.
His consciousness entered a deep dream.
The fog gradually cleared.
A two-story-high monster appeared in front of Chen Lun. It had three snake-like heads, an elephant-like body, four eagle-like legs, a long tail burning with azure flames, and its body was covered with shiny dark green scales.
The beast danced its three snake heads wildly, roaring to the sky, and the space around it was twisted and fluctuated, even tearing into dark blue whirlpools. Countless yellow robes emerged from these whirlpools, floating above Chen Lun's head like rags blown away by the wind, which was extremely weird.
The snake head in the middle of the giant beast widened its scarlet eyes, stuck out its tongue, and laughed shrilly:
"Qiao Ke, you will definitely die!"