The evil witch BOSS just wants to develop in a low-key manner

Chapter 29 The nightmare becomes reality!

"Bang!"

Gritting his teeth and enduring the stinging pain from deep within his soul, [Arsonist] Clyde Joshua slammed the thick iron door shut and fastened the safety bolt.

"This damn spellcaster!"

He cursed through gritted teeth and began to remove his wet clothes.

Although it was a rainy day today, it was also the heavy rain that helped him cover his tracks more effectively.

He used an additional 12 gold pounds of "Secret Dust".

This is also a good thing purchased from the black market of extraordinary people. It can more effectively conceal one's own breath.

He believed that heavy rain + hidden dust were enough to get rid of that damn "caster".

After changing into dry clothes.

Clyde Joshua lay exhausted on the sofa in the safe house.

"Huh...huh..."

His soul ached with every breath.

The injuries on his body, the exhaustion of his soul, and the side effects of the powerful potion made him drowsy.

Between hazy and blurry.

Clyde Joshua had a terrible dream.

In the dream, the devil-like guy somehow found his "safe house".

The guy standing outside the door was performing some weird ritual with candles.

A horrifying scene appeared. He saw himself standing up uncontrollably, unfastening the safety bolt, and opening the iron door.

That terrifying devil-like guy... came in!

At this moment Clyde Joshua woke up from a nightmare.

"call……"

Startled awake, he glanced at the iron door of the nearby safe house.

Fortunately, the door is closed!

It was just a nightmare, and the scary guy didn't chase me.

Feeling a little relieved, he wanted to get up and find something to eat.

But the next moment, his heart and liver were broken and his body was shaking slightly, and his face was pale and miserable.

That terrible nightmare came true at this moment!
A huge silver snake wrapped around it tightly.

And the devil-like spellcaster was sitting on the sofa opposite him.

He even held a refined copy of "The Rise of the Saint Simian Empire" in his hand and was reading it carefully.

"Oh? Wake up!"

Zorn raised his head, a cold smile on his lips, and looked at the mafia boss in front of him.

That smile was like the devil's palm, squeezing Clyde Joshua's heart hard, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Zorn closed the book, sat up slightly, and looked at the imprisoned mafia boss Clyde Joshua.

When the [Arsonist], who used rituals to guide the loss of spirituality, opened the door.

Zorn used [Evil Spirit·Authority] on him for the second time.

It is a penetrating and profound reshaping, a reshaping that destroys the opponent's spiritual defenses.

After all, the opponent is also a second-level [Arsonist] and is extremely vigilant. The effect is there, but not very good.

Now, it is ready for the third use.

As Zorn used [Evil Spirit·Authority] again.

Clyde Joshua, who had been controlled and was unable to resist, had his will to resist weakened a lot on the psychological level.

This third time of [Evil Spirit·Authority] was exceptionally good.

He had been resisting for the last moment, but gradually he became dejected, and his face became a little stiff and twitched unconsciously.

Seeing this, Zorn rubbed his brows.

Forcibly and deeply reshaping the opponent's sequence spirituality and changing (distorting) the opponent's soul will is a powerful method, but it has the disadvantage that it can easily lead to sequence loss of control and distortion.

"Who is your protector?"

Zorn gets straight to the point.

Clyde Joshua's body trembled, and he twisted his head strangely from side to side, as if resisting Zorn's questioning.

"Tell me who your protector is, maybe I can give you a chance to survive."

Zorn tried to use words to break down the other party's psychological defenses.

People always have a lucky mentality.

As expected, after hearing what Zorn said, Clyde Joshua spoke in a rough and hoarse voice.

"Yes... Viscount Blinn!"

Viscount Blinn?
As the information of key nodes is completed.

The information network in Zorn's mind instantly cleared up a large area of fog.

The "Homer Mafia" is the superficial force, and the supporters and umbrella behind it, "Viscount Blinn", are the key points of the [incident].

Viscount Blinn, a nobleman who is good at smuggling and trading with the Tantric sect, has a considerable fortune.

He is also a nobleman with means.

"Under the protection of Viscount Blinn, what kind of smuggling are you mainly engaged in?"

Zorn's question made Clyde Joshua raise his stiff neck and look at him.

Apparently, Zorn knew more than he thought.

After a moment, Clyde Joshua finally spoke.

"It's the Blood Reef obtained from the sacrifice of the 'Blooddel Natives' and marine resources from the ocean."

Is that so?
Upon hearing this, Zorn rubbed his brows.

During this period, Zorn learned that the development of the steam wave was faster than he had imagined.

Those Tantric sects have already begun to vigorously develop their power in the depths of the ocean.

Even now, a dark chain of commercial interests has been formed.

From the depths of the ocean, in uncontrolled areas, we take the indigenous people and spiritual marine creatures for blood sacrifices to obtain special blood sacrifice resources [Bloodline Reefs].

Then they smuggle it to the inner cities to earn valuable gold pounds, and then use these gold pounds to continue to expand their influence in the deep ocean.

Once those tantric sects become powerful, those evil spirits who are loyal to the evil god Tantric sect, including those of Zoan, will also grow stronger.

It even devoured Zorn in turn.

And this is exactly what Zorn doesn't want to see.

"Which secret sect is making a deal with Viscount Blinn?"

While thinking, Zorn asked again.

This time, [Arsonist] Clyde did not hesitate, he simply shook his head.

"Lord Viscount Blinn, every time you ask us to store our resources in the warehouse."

"The other side will take away the sacrifices."

"I am only responsible for transporting the goods and protecting their safety. Other matters are not my business."

Zorn was not surprised by this answer.

Since those Tantric sects are called Tantric sects, they naturally act with caution.

In different versions, the maps of Oglan City are different, and the Tantric stronghold is naturally not fixed.

It is not too certain which secret sect Viscount Blinn is cooperating with, and there may even be more than one.

However, Viscount Blinn used the mafia to take control of the Greenough Dock and Transport Company, seriously damaging Zorn's interests.

Not only does Zorn want to take back his own interests, but he also wants to make them pay a terrible price. He also wants to use this to fight against those evil organizations and suppress fellow bosses.

Rubbing his fingers, Zorn asked in a low voice.

"You should have collected and stored a lot of evidence against Viscount Blinn, right?"

[Arsonist] Clyde's body trembled.

"Yes!"

He responded stiffly.

These mafia bosses have reached this position, and it is obvious that they all have their own awareness.

They are also afraid that one day they will be pushed out by their superiors as scapegoats.

They need to have enough negative evidence against the umbrella so that they can play a role at the critical moment.

"where is it?"

"It's in the secret compartment of the bookshelf behind you."

Hearing this, Zorn couldn't help but laugh.

These mafia bosses all have the same personality.

Be cruel to others and be cruel to your own people.

If you dare to break up with them, they will fight to the death.

"I suppose the wealth you've accumulated is in there, isn't it?"

"Yes!"

His voice became increasingly hoarse and deep.

At the same time, some pungent smoke began to float around it, and a burning smell began to spread.

Mentioning wealth seemed to have touched the Arsonist's sore spot.

The distortion is out of control and is sliding into an irreversible abyss.

"Cough cough..."

He coughed violently twice, and black tar mixed with sparks spurted out of his mouth.

I feel like I've asked for enough information.

Zorn finally asked.

"Are there any Blood Veined Reef resources stored at the dock ready for trading? Where exactly are they stored?"

"Uh...uh..."

[Arsonist] Clyde let out a low, wild beast-like roar.

His body was heating up like a burning charcoal.

While twisting and struggling, it spoke in a low voice about the important resources of the dock.

As Zorn listened to his explanation, a feeling of surprise surged in his heart.

[Blood-veined Reef] This type of sacrificial resource is of little use to ordinary transcendents.

But for evil wizards, the effect is excellent.

Zorn is here to cause trouble for the dock gangs.

On the one hand, he wanted to take back what belonged to him, and at the same time, he reported the noble who had provoked him.

The other part is to see if your luck is good enough and whether there are smuggling resources among the gangsters at the dock.

Now it seems that I am quite lucky.

The dock warehouse controlled by the Homer Mafia not only contained smuggled goods, but also appeared to contain a considerable amount of them.

Wait until he finishes speaking.

"Crash..."

[Arsonist] Clyde burned like a ball of blazing, violent flame.

The arsonist was completely out of control.

At the same time, Zorn also unleashed the [Evil Spirit·Authority] that he had prepared long ago, and poured it deeply into his spiritual being.

"laugh--"

It was as if the blade of death had penetrated deep into the soul.

The raging flames seemed to have lost their backbone in an instant. Although they burned fiercely, they did not radiate indiscriminately.

[Evil Spirit·Authority] can reshape spirituality, but it also has the ability to destroy extraordinary spirituality.

At the same time, the double-ringed snake, not afraid of fire, quickly dragged it into the fireplace on the side.

"Crash..."

The fire in the fireplace, fueled by extraordinary people, burned fiercely.

Using the light from the fireplace, Zorn opened the secret compartment behind the bookshelf.

It's time to count the harvest.

(End of this chapter)