Claude was processing intelligence about the blood feast event, and the documents on his desk were piled up, sorted by priority and relevance.
Part of it has been sorted out and stamped with seals waiting to be handed over to other departments and the elder seat, and a large part is waiting for him to deal with it.
The priority of the blood banquet-related information is very high, which means... His work this afternoon has just begun.
In the morning, he retired from the battlefield of a clearing operation and rushed back to work without stopping.
It can be seen that the intelligence department of the Secret Tower is not an easy job... This is actually a euphemism that seems to be a lie. The truth is that Claude thinks that he may be bald at a young age, and his hairline Very worrying.
Every day when he got up and picked up his hair to observe the movement of his hairline, Claude's resentment towards his teacher would reach its peak, and the black gas was about to emerge from the top of his head.
"Sometimes I really doubt it. He accepted me as a disciple because he wanted to have an extra free labor force."
Claude muttered resentfully, sighed, and slammed a document into the pile that had been processed.
"Di-"
At this moment, the voice of the communicator suddenly sounded.
Claude was stunned for a moment, and then immediately took out the communicator that was placed close to him. Looking at the display, his face immediately became solemn.
Boss Lin!
Claude answered the phone, and the first sentence he heard was a lightning strike: "Crooked, 110, there is something wrong with the Dome Church."
Claude was stunned for a moment, and almost threw the communicator on the ground with a slip of his hand.
Dome Church? ! what happened to them? How did you get this guy
and many more! Could it be that the Dome Church was attacked not long ago and the church in the seventh district was destroyed by the owner of the bookstore? !
In this way, everything actually makes sense!
Come to think of it, only Boss Lin can have such power... Why are you messing with him so well? !
The lessons learned from the Truth Society have just passed, and even not long ago, Claude was called to deal with the nephew of the President of the Truth Society - those daring "knowledge-only" boys went to the bookstore and woke up and became obedient. Tie, the horse boy who became the manager, was not taught a lesson, and Claude didn't believe it.
Boss Lin has a god-level force to deter him, and his words to win over him. There is also an endless knowledge base of the entire bookstore, which completely defeats the truth.
The presbytery even speculates that the bookstore has a relationship with a god related to the field of knowledge. It is very likely that the goal is to correct all those who are greedy for profit and go astray in the truth society to the correct way of belief.
Now that the truth will be disgraced, the face still remains, how come the Dome Church has bumped into it again...
"Boss Lin... Eh, be more specific, what happened to the Dome Church?"
Claude was cautious.
Lin Jie's voice came from the communication device, telling the ins and outs of Vincent's entire incident. Of course, it was necessary to emphasize the evil of the Dome Church and the danger Vincent was in.
They are victims, and naturally they are waiting to be protected and rescued.
"Holy Moon Brain..."
Claude's expression became more and more solemn. He did not doubt the authenticity of the news. There was no need to deceive them with a character of the level of Boss Lin, and... If the Holy Moon Brain really has side effects now, then the secret The power of the Yi Pagoda can be verified with just some investigation.
The Holy Moon Brain has only recently appeared, and the Blood Feast has also started recently. If it is related, the fun will be great.
If there is a problem with the Dome Church, the number of people who will be implicated will be at least thousands.
The stakes are very important, and Claude can't handle it on the spot. He needs to ask Joseph for instructions, and then pass the elders' seat.
He stood up, put on his clothes and walked out, saying, "Boss Lin, please wait a moment. If possible, I hope you don't make too much noise. I'm going to ask for instructions now, and I'll be there soon."
Lin Jie expressed his understanding. After all, he can't be scared by the grass, and he will never act rashly. Moreover, they are all vulnerable groups who are helpless, and the situation is very dangerous. I hope they can send someone soon.
Claude's expression was very exciting, and the corners of his mouth twitched and agreed.
What else could he say, at such a time, all he needs to do is smile and bless.
…
that night.
Buck was suspended in the sky not far from the bookstore, and put on a new black robe, which almost completely merged into the darkness. There were no openings or patterns on the gloomy black mask, which looked particularly scary.
laugh!
The sickle crossed a sharp arc in mid-air, like a crescent moon.
He was facing the direction of the bookstore and could feel the life activities in it. Now all three of them seem to have fallen asleep. Vincent is hiding in this bookstore, and the other two, one is the owner of the bookstore. The other appears to be an assistant for the bookstore's new recruit.
From the perspective of ether intensity, one light is more ordinary than the other.
Especially the owner of the bookstore, who is completely bleak, just like ordinary people, but everyone knows that this is a complete disguise, naked and even fake.
In contrast, there are many strong ether fluctuations around, which are as dazzling as light bulbs in the dark night.
Those extraordinary people who gathered around here because of the reward offered by the Dome Church may all be eyeing them, waiting for an opportunity to make a move.
Of course, now because of Buck's arrival, these ethereal dots, who were restless and restless, are all dormant, waiting for the doomed battle between the Dome Church's waning moon apostle and the legendary bookstore owner.
Everyone knows that "Dead Country" Buck was killed by the apostate face to face, and then resurrected by the saint.
It was his most humiliating battle...
This time, Buck has the power bestowed by the Pope and the Holy Maiden, and his power has been greatly enhanced. Almost by way of overdraft, he has been forcibly raised to the level of a god. Now his ether fluctuates like a cluster of burning dead silence. Fire, the surrounding space is consumed by black etheric energy.
He feels better than ever!
The traitor's power against the moon's divine power is indeed strange, but it consumes a lot of money, and it is impossible to use it continuously. The current state of Vincent is indeed very weak, and it is impossible to take another shot.
What Buck really had to deal with was the bookstore owner, but he wasn't afraid, he believed the Pope's words.
Even if the other party is really a god-level, the Pope is also a god-level. What is there to be afraid of? Believers who truly believe in the moon will not be afraid of death!
He is with the moon!
Buck was silent for a while, and his body flashed when he took a step. He had come to the street not far from the bookstore. He walked forward slowly, waved his sickle, and opened the door of the bookstore.
He burst into the bookstore like a black sandstorm.
However, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared in front of him, which was beyond Buck's expectations, and even made him stop and cover his eyes: "What is this?!"
Buck forced the pain to open his eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks.
No, wait, tears? !
He was stunned. Since he became a Destruction Grade, the activities of his whole body can be controlled, and he will not cry like a normal person for a long time.
Buck stared blankly at his hands, clothes, and shoes, and found that he had changed back to what he was like when he was an ordinary person a long, long time ago.
He raised his head again and saw clearly the appearance of the bookstore. No, there is no bookstore here. It was replaced by an old villa, and a little golden sunlight penetrated through the closed windows.
And at this moment, it should be night.
like a dream...