I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 504 Thirteen Marks, Translator (5k)

Wen Yan originally wanted to say that this thing might belong to Shenzhou, and he couldn't pretend not to know when he saw it, even though this thing was very dangerous.

But after listening to Sam's words, it really made sense, and he did think so.

The mask is very useful, he will definitely not lose it, and he will probably need to use it again in the future.

But Wen Yan felt very insecure when such a powerful weapon, which could automatically target his identity as a Han envoy or a Death Knight, or both identities at the same time, was left outside.

If you are a little slow in sensing and reacting, you will die on the spot.

It is better to find a safe place to put such a dangerous thing to ensure that it will not be inexplicably stimulated and rush over to kill him.

Thinking about it this way, Wen Yan suddenly understood why the Lieyang Tribe built a warehouse to store all those rare objects.

Moreover, excluding those useless items, there are many very useful items, and the Lieyang Tribe is also very restrained when using them.

It turns out that many things can only be fully understood after personal experience.

Wen Yan gave Sam a thumbs up, this guy is really insightful.

Sam looked at Wen Yan, hesitated for a moment, and said.

“I know you may have come to Robin from Europa, or somewhere else.

You may not be very familiar with this place, so I advise you not to let others know about the mask.

Especially the other Exorcists, including the other Winchesters.

Sometimes the most dangerous people are our own kind."

"What I mean is that the several sects here, plus the exorcists, and maybe even the cultists, pagans, demons and the like, may all dislike me?"

Wen Yan asked somewhat uncertainly.

"Your understanding is correct. In fact, demons and demons alike do not like Death Knights very much. According to legend, Death Knights bring the fairest death, which includes everyone."

Sam answered with certainty.

Especially since it had been so long and no one from the church had come to find him, he was very sure that the Nightwing Dragon from the Inquisition must be dead, and the angel must be dead as well.

There is a deep-seated reason why Sam would rather trade information with the devil's broker than cooperate with the people from the Inquisition.

In the eyes of those guys, Sam was actually one of the targets to be purified, just like everyone in the Winchester family.

Because they have recorded too much of the dark history of the past.

The fact that so many lives were wasted just to impose new rules on vampires was not even one of the things in his dark history.

There was once an exorcist who, due to circumstances, had to temporarily cooperate with those guys to perform an exorcism together. However, after the exorcism was accomplished, those guys found excuses and arrested the exorcist on the spot, saying that the exorcism methods used by the other party did not comply with the regulations of their sect and were classified as evil.

If the exorcist hadn't kept a trick up his sleeve and leaked the news before he was captured, even the body couldn't have been taken back for burial.

The people in the Inquisition said that the exorcist borrowed the power of evil and suffered backlash and died. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, we believe it anyway.

Wen Yan looked at Sam's serious face and sighed, forget it, he already knew that the hatred for that identity was huge, so it wouldn't feel special if there was more.

“Okay, I’ll try not to use it, but I have something I want to ask you.

There are some mysterious powers that can track a person, how to remove them without letting the other person know."

"I have to see what power it is first."

"I think it's best if you don't see it directly. It might cause you a lot of trouble or something, especially since it's so close to Florida."

"Is it related to the Florida incident?" Sam was stunned and his expression immediately became serious.

"It's a long story, and it's hard to explain it in a few words. Just tell me what you know first."

"I got some intelligence recently. Some guys in Florida took advantage of the lack of power or distraction from other things a few days ago and organized a high-level ceremony. Something has descended.

I was going to sneak into Florida to investigate, but before I even entered Florida, I ran into the broker. "

"Then you'd better not go into Florida alone. I don't know what the situation is over there right now, but it's definitely not something that can be solved by someone going in alone." Wen Yan quickly persuaded Sam.

Lucy, the descendant of the Yellow Devil, was forcibly taken away by Wen Yan after he copied the King of Ideas' ideas.

Wen Yan didn't know what the guy's current situation was.

The only thing he was sure of was that Huang Mo would never be able to follow the path of a boss in the normal world and grow and become stronger rapidly.

"Well, I'm not going to go now. When I came back just now, I got the news that a fight has already broken out in Florida.

In the past few days, people from all sides have been arresting people in Florida, including many professionals and many outliers.

There have been constant conflicts in recent days and many vicious cases have occurred.

The federal government sent investigators twice, but both times the helicopters crashed and all the crew members died.

There was supposed to be a third wave, but when they arrived at the airport, the airline found an excuse and did not allow those investigators to board the plane.

After the incident became a big deal, some people realized there was a third wave of investigators.”

"That's amazing! How did the airline know that? Did they just refuse to check me in?"

"Yes, they are doing so on the grounds of protecting the safety of the vast majority of other passengers. Some lawyers are even offering to help other passengers sue for free."

"..."

Wen Yan exclaimed that it was awesome. Whether other people knew it or not was another matter, but the capitalists definitely knew it, and he was worthy of being Robin.

The way these people think is really uncomfortable for him.

"It's better to be safe."

"it is good."

"Let me take a picture of this for you first. Is this okay?"

"Just take pictures of the things in the secret room. Those are allowed to be photographed."

"Okay, thank you."

Sam didn't force to see it. He admired Wen Yan's caution.

Even though he could see that Wen Yan didn't seem to understand some things very well, he still tried his best.

Some magic, evil techniques and the like may not be very powerful, but they are definitely troublesome.

If he saw it, it might leave a mark on him, and if he meets some people in the future, the other party might know that he has seen it.

Based on his long experience of dealing with various demons, this kind of thing is absolutely very likely.

Wen Yan turned on his phone. Afraid that he might miss something if he took not enough photos, he took a video directly. Then he clicked on the automatic mask function in the internal function to cover Lucy's figure.

After filming, I came out of the shielding room and let Sam, a professional, take a look.

Sam's forehead wrinkled just by watching the video.

“There are at least eight kinds of seals here, six of which I am familiar with, but I need to look up the book and reconfirm the others.

Six of them are used to summon demons, which is equivalent to anchoring the demons in our world..."

Two hours later, Sam looked up from the table full of drafts, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

Wen Yan didn't know what he brought, but it looked like a person.

There are thirteen different kinds of marks on his body.

If it weren't for this shielded room, which is the Winchester family's specialty, they might not be able to stop them all.

Six of them are all anchoring related, three are positioning and tracking related, and three are force related.

Another possibility is that he relied on his impression and checked his notes before finding out that it was related to the ancient naming method.

The things that can be named with this ancient naming technique are generally completely new things, new powers, etc.

There are rare exceptions, such as when it is used on a demon who has no real name.

The Winchesters have been documented to have had a demon with no real name appear once before.

In order to get rid of the other party, you even have to give the other party a real name first.

Under normal circumstances, no matter what kind of devil it is, it will have a real name at the moment of birth.

The Winchester family's ancestors were still complacent about having found a solution.

In the end, he suffered a huge loss and was recorded in the book of shame.

The devil, who was given a real name, performed an on-the-spot explosion, and the previous method of trapping the opponent was directly ineffective.

Finally, after paying the price of half of the team's top elites, and with the help of the wise men of that generation who burned their souls, they created a corresponding method on the spot and forcibly killed the devil.

"How is it? Can it be solved?" Wen Yan asked when he saw Sam finally raised his head.

"Everything else is easy to solve. If you get rid of it, the other party won't be able to sense it. The only thing is something called naming, and there is no way to erase it."

Sam explained it to Wen Yan and also told her about the records in the Winchester family's book of shame.

"Is there any harm in this thing?"

"In fact, it is harmless, and it cannot be tracked or sensed by any method. It may only be sensed by some people when it is used. However, the use of this thing is very demanding. Almost everything is not qualified to be named by the ancient nomenclature.

I heard it, just heard it.

This technique itself is a profession and also an ability.

A long, long time ago, there was a very special professional who, when he was dying, separated his abilities from himself and turned them into magic.

The power of naming was released, and from then on, everyone could name something.

He once left behind seven scrolls, which were equivalent to the professional abilities he left behind when he was alive.

It is known that five have been used.

This should be the sixth one, it has been used and cannot be erased.

The good news is that this sixth scroll was not named after it was used.

Actually, you don’t have to worry about it. Just erase the remaining twelve.”

"First, I'll trouble you to help me erase the twelve."

Wen Yan had felt that there might be a problem before, but he didn't expect that there would be so many problems.

Sam prepared several methods including rituals, scrolls, spells, etc. He did not look at Lucy the whole time. He used the corresponding methods one by one to erase the mark on Lucy's body in the shielding room.

When all of this was erased, peace finally returned to the shielding room.

Only a rune with a blank space in the middle appeared on the back of Lucy's neck. The naming technique that had been suppressed before now emerged.

It should have been something prepared for the Yellow Devil before, but after Lucy was abandoned, it also fell into the Sea of ​​the Dead along with Lucy's body.

To put it another way, this guy nicknamed Yellow Devil either doesn't have a real name and needs to use this thing to give himself a real name.

Or maybe that guy is going to use it on something worthy of being named later.

Unfortunately, they are gone now.

If the other party knew that Lucy was back, they would definitely come to snatch her away.

Even in the best case scenario, the body may no longer be able to be used, but this ancient naming technique should still be of great use.

After finishing all these, Wen Yan asked Sam before walking out of the underground and coming to the ground to receive some news.

The black box sent some more information, and everything was ready.

The channels on the Lieyang Tribe's side can only receive limited information, but a lot of things happened here last night.

For example, a bishop personally arrived at a parish near the Florida border and held a blessing there.

A congressman in Florida was robbed at gunpoint by a drug addict who appeared out of nowhere and then shot to death.

There have been reports of demonic presence in northern Florida.

Clearly, there were eight murders committed by professionals...

Black Box collected and sorted out a series of events that happened from yesterday to today, and sent all those that he thought might need attention to Wen Yan.

Moreover, all the relevant things have been prepared at home, so we can open the door and go back now.

Wen Yan contacted Black Box and after confirming, he prepared to send Lucy over first.

When they arrived at the underground shielding room, Wen Yan chatted with Lucy and told her that he would take her to a place where someone would pick her up and ask her to settle down first. After things here were done, Wen Yan would go back.

With Lucy in tow, so close to Florida, Wen Yan felt that he couldn't sleep well. There was no point in making things difficult for himself.

Lucy didn't quite understand, but she could tell from Wen Yan's expression that he looked a little tired, as if he had encountered a lot of trouble.

Just a few minutes after the discussion, the agreed time arrived. A crack suddenly appeared in front of Wen Yan. The crack gradually became larger and became almost as big as the room.

There was only one cat on the opposite side, standing on the ground with his head held high.

"It has to be me! Without me, this family will fall apart sooner or later!"

The sparrow cat was arrogant, with its nostrils pointed towards the sky.

“Yes, yes, you’re awesome.

This is Lucy. Please stay here for now. To be on the safe side, don't let anyone see her."

"How much trouble?"

"It's not small anyway. I have some things to do. I'll be back when I'm done."

Lucy was standing aside, staring with a confused look on her face.

Because after Wen Yan changed the language, she couldn't understand him, but inexplicably, this guy in front of her, who she was not sure whether it was a cat or an owl, was clearly speaking a language she didn't understand, but she could understand what he wanted to express.

"Come with me, it will be safe here. At least a foreign devil will not dare to run wild here."

Seeing that Sparrow Cat and Lucy could communicate without any obstacles, Wen Yan didn't care.

He had overlooked too much before. From the very beginning, the cat could communicate smoothly with the little zombie. At that time, Wen Yan just thought that the cat could understand it.

Later I discovered that it might really not understand, but it could understand and communicate.

Now it seems that not only can it understand itself, but when it speaks, the other party can also understand it smoothly.

It seemed like it had been like this from the beginning, but since the people at home could understand Wen Yan’s speech, Wen Yan thought it was normal for them to understand what the cat said.

Now it seems that this is not taken for granted, but comes from the cat itself.

The reason why he let Sparrow Cat come was because the only one Wen Yan could completely trust and could communicate with was Sparrow Cat.

Wen Yan comforted Lucy with a few words, then gave some instructions to Sparrow Cat, and asked him to take the iron scraps in the plastic sealed bag back first.

After replenishing his things and watching the window close, Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Now go to another place and get another piece of scrap iron.

When something happens, you can let go.

The portal closed. On the other side, Cat Sparrow was looking at Lucy, and Lucy was also looking at everything around her.

“It’s magnificent, this is our home.

You must not get it wrong, apart from Wen Yan, I am the number one person in the family.

When things really get bad, it's still me who's going to be there."

The cat kept bragging and finally got a chance.

Boasting all the way, as they took the elevator to the first floor of the underground beehive, Lucy couldn't help but become curious.

"Can I ask a question?"

"Just ask."

"Excuse me, should I call you Mr. Sparrow or Mr. Cat?"

"..." The sparrow cat was instantly silent: "Do you think I am a sparrow or a cat?"

"I can't define it. My friend told me that it is rude to define others casually and it will cause trouble." Lucy answered very seriously.

"Forget it, just call me whatever you like..." Sparrow Cat replied weakly. There was really no point in arguing with a child.

"Okay, can I call you Mr. Cat?"

"casual……"

The cat drooped its ears, and its previous arrogance was gone.

On the other side, Wen Yan was ready to set off with Sam to the next safe house.

In a suburban villa in Florida, lives a local congressman.

However, at this moment, the congressman and his family of three were tied together and thrown into a corner. A horned demon was sitting on a chair with a golden sword in his hand. In front of him, a ritual array had been carved and all the necessary materials had been laid out.

The broken-horned demon took a puff of his cigarette and blew towards the ritual circle. Then black smoke began to billow out of the ritual circle.

After a moment, the black smoke condensed into a head, which looked around very vigilantly.

"Oh, it's you, Sir. How can I help you?"

"I heard that you have very good information channels and are the most famous intelligence broker recently. I want to buy some information from you. Please help me get some information. The price will satisfy you. Three souls."

"Sir, I think there must be some misunderstanding here. I never get involved in soul-related business, and I don't want to see tomorrow's sun. You know, if I get involved in this kind of transaction, I will die miserably."

The devil broker who had run away before was now shirking the responsibility with a helpless look on his face and declined the offer.

This stupid devil thought that soul trade was done this way? Just catching someone and killing them was considered soul trading? How stupid.

Moreover, with such a huge price tag, it must be very difficult to obtain intelligence.

He is on the run now. If it weren't for the good specifications of the ceremony to summon him and the blessing of the mark that he had to come, he really didn't want to answer this call.

(End of this chapter)