Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 98 Sudden Attack

The sound of horse hooves and wheels echoed in his ears. Philip's frown relaxed a little. He opened his eyes, but the worry and hesitation in his eyes did not diminish at all.

He was afraid that he had made a wrong bet.

But time does not allow him to take care of both sides. Dunn, Klein and Leonard are the most likely options and the options he should follow.

Even the Chanis Gate had nothing else besides three Level 2 seals. This was unlikely to tempt a Sequence Five warrior holding a Level seal. What else did the Nighthawks possess? Philip wasn't sure of the answer, but he had a guess.

Since this thing is more valuable than a Level 2 seal, it definitely has the highest level of protection authority. It is likely difficult to obtain under normal circumstances. Only by creating a huge event at a critical moment can the Nighthawks use it through emergency clauses.

The probability of this being stored in the security company was 50-50. Since Ince Zangwill had set this as his target, even if there were any protective measures, he would have probably already figured them out.

I can't really split myself in half, and I can't call Mr. Azik just because of my unfounded speculation. Philip slapped his forehead with his palm, feeling a little anxious and painful.

Ten seconds later.

Fuck, who cares!
He didn't know what Philip and Mr. Azik were doing right now, or if anything unexpected had happened. Klein reached into his pocket again, stroking the "Yangyan" talisman he had made, trying his best to calm himself.

Now all he could do was to try his best to deal with the offspring of the evil god, and during this period he had to keep an eye on Ince Zangwill, the mastermind behind the scenes.

Leonard leaned back in his seat, holding the "Blood Vessel Thief" in his hand, and his expression was not relaxed either.

"Don't be too nervous."

Amidst this solemn atmosphere, Dunn spoke, "At present, there are only obvious abnormalities. If properly controlled, Backlund's High-Sequence experts will arrive soon to provide support. Even if the Heir of the Heretic God is truly born, our three major churches can still handle it."

"But in the meantime, always be careful."

He didn't say it explicitly, but the other two knew that they had to be careful of coincidences and the mastermind behind all this.

Klein nodded in response, then imitated Leonard, leaning back in his chair and trying to relax as much as possible. He couldn't help but laugh at himself, "I was only that nervous the first time I was called to the parent's office in elementary school, and when I confessed my feelings."

He shook his head, and his expression, which had been relaxing, paused slightly. Klein felt his tense body and mind relax, as if enveloped by an invisible force, a kind of relaxation that was difficult to control.

This feeling only lasted for a moment.

The next moment, Klein's pupils shrank slightly, and his gaze moved around the carriage, finally stopping on Dunn's hands. He then shouted in shock, "Captain!"

At this shout, Dunn's lifeless eyes regained their spirit. He turned his head and was about to look behind him when he suddenly heard the sound of horses neighing from outside.

Pfft!
Through the window, one could see that César Francis, the civil servant who was in charge of purchasing supplies and working part-time as a carriage driver, was thrown directly onto the main road outside and rolled several times before finally coming to a stop.

Before the three of them could react, the carriage, which had been moving steadily, suddenly overturned and made close contact with the ground.

The carriage collided violently with the ground. Even though the three people were extraordinary people, they had no way to avoid it. They could only passively protect themselves and try not to get hurt. They immediately escaped from the carriage the moment the collision ended.

Dunn, holding Saint Selina's urn, looked around, then froze in shock. His calm face finally revealed a look of shock. Klein and Leonard, who had emerged from the carriage shortly after, followed his gaze and froze in place, unable to believe their eyes.

In the middle of the road, a middle-aged man was standing there quietly.

He had dark blond hair, was blind in one eye, and his facial features were as deep as a statue, without a single wrinkle. His deep blue, almost black pupils held endless indifference.

Ince Zangwill!

Klein recalled the wanted poster Dunn had shown him. His heart couldn't help but beat wildly, and blood rushed to his head, making it difficult for him to even think of a countermeasure.

At this moment, Klein suddenly glanced at the other passers-by on the road with different expressions who had not yet left. He gritted his teeth and subconsciously prepared to let them leave.

But at this moment.

Bang bang bang!
Three gunshots rang out in the street.

"what--!!!"

The passers-by who were originally just a little confused about the situation immediately screamed and ran away, fearing that they were a step too slow. Even a few people who had drawn their guns were keenly aware that something was wrong with the situation and left cautiously.

The venue gradually became deserted.

Ins, the Night Watchman and the other two looked towards the white-haired young man who appeared from nowhere not far away. He was wearing a white shirt, a gauze mask, and his messy hair was hanging down.

With this set of concealment, almost no one can see the hidden facial features.

Philip.
After Klein's joy, he couldn't hide the worry in his eyes. He looked at the other person, hinting with his eyes in a subtle way, wanting the other person to leave immediately, but it was of no use.

Damn it, I really want to run away! Philip tried his best to control every movement of his to avoid being too stiff and showing his cowardice, while constantly thinking of feasible solutions in his heart.

To be honest, just now in the carriage, after seeing Ince Zangwill, his heart almost forgot to beat. Fortunately, he finally calmed down, lit a candle, summoned a messenger with the simplest ritual, and sent a message to Azik.

This guy dared to show up so blatantly. Either he didn't know how we communicated, or Mr. Azik was held back, or this guy dared to confront Mr. Azik head-on.

Philip sighed silently in his heart. In order to prevent himself from losing his fighting spirit, he could only temporarily rule out the worst outcome and then concentrate on observing the battlefield.

Ins withdrew his indifferent gaze from Philip and shifted it back to Dunn Smith. Then he slowly raised his hand and spread out his five fingers.

"Leonard!"

At the critical moment, Klein called out to his teammate beside him, then took the Blood Vessel Thief from his wrist and wrapped it around his own wrist.

He opened his five fingers and pointed them at Ins. The "Corpse Collector" pathway Sequence Nine to Sequence Five abilities that Azik had explained to him and Philip emerged in his mind. After a brief and rapid thought, he chose his own answer.

(End of this chapter)