abnormal mutation

Chapter 35 Harvesting the Vegetables!

With Killy injured and himself and Evan and the others still lying on the cold street, he had no time for reminiscing; he had to deal with the old priest as soon as possible.

“You have really changed.” The old priest’s gaze was full of scrutiny. The original Roland was kind and pure. “But this is the spirit world, the backyard of the extraordinary.”

"Certainly!"

Roland pointed a finger, and the rules of the domain shifted. A powerful force field sealed the old priest, making him resemble a mosquito trapped in amber.

The old priest was terrified, but he couldn't even make a face; his eyes were filled with fear.

"This is an ancient barrier. Once you enter, even the most powerful spirit creatures will have to obey you." Roland said this nonsense with a straight face, hoping to make a fortune.

He waved his hand, and the scene changed. The Dragon's Nest skin was released, with a lava stone dragon circling around and its huge head looking down at the old priest.

He slightly relaxed the force field and suggested again, "Do you have any last wishes? I can help you with them. Please also consider my suggestion from earlier."

The old priest looked up at the demonic dragon, his face solemn: "A very realistic illusion; at least I can't see any flaws."

After a moment of silence, he sighed and said, "That coffin is a magical item called the 'Silent Coffin,' which is listed as a sealed object by the Church. If my spirit dies, the fragmented soul will have no will to guide it, and my body will either become a Silent Corpse Puppet or be mutated into a demon. The consequences are unpredictable."

“So I need to call for reinforcements. Please make a decision immediately.” Roland urged again. He could go out alone, but he was worried about leaving an extraordinary being in his lair, even in a sealed state.

“Fate is unpredictable.” The old priest stared blankly at Roland. “Go to Graves, the caretaker of the Requiem Cemetery in the South City Church. He will give you everything I’ve stored. He’s just an ordinary man, so don’t make things difficult for him.”

"Do you have any last wishes?"

"I shouldn't have expected so much. Greed is insatiable. It's all over now, so there's nothing to regret..."

"Thank you for taking care of me all these years. I will definitely not miss any of the scenery you haven't seen." Roland looked at him, familiar memories surfacing, as if bidding farewell to the past.

"May the goddess of the moon protect you, Roland." The old priest bowed his head in prayer one last time.

'kill.'

In the blink of an eye, the chessboard trembled, the bubbles contracted, and the force field descended like a mountain. The old priest shattered with a crash, and countless glimmers of light scattered and danced in all directions, then transformed into streams of light that flowed into the energy pool on the left.

Spiritual Glimmer: +1, +1, +1...

Extraordinary Traits: +0.1, +0.1, +0.1...

Roland stared blankly at everything. The scene seemed familiar, much like the special effect of a certain gold-farming synergy that exploded with gold coins, except... behind the glamour lay cruelty.

The original owner was too familiar with the old priest; their relationship, built up over a decade, was destroyed in a single day, and the priest himself was the one who carried it out. Fortunately, he wasn't the original owner; he was just somewhat psychologically disturbed.

He quickly checked the energy pool and found an astonishing 154 spiritual glimmers, with extraordinary qualities exceeding one unit, which could be considered a sudden windfall.

Especially extraordinary traits, his aggregation method is different from spirituality. Extraordinary traits with different characteristics are accumulated separately. The previous energy pool had more than a dozen extraordinary traits, each of which was only a tiny bit.

The old priest provided the same extraordinary traits, totaling more than one unit, which saved him a lot of time.

Furthermore, Roland speculated that the spirituality and extraordinary qualities within the spirit were incomplete, and that there were certainly more extraordinary beings at Sequence 8 than just these.

"Frech, let's go."

He had no time to be happy or celebrate; he was still worried about Keeley, Evan, and the others, and there was a mess waiting for him to clean up.

His spirit descended, light and shadow shifted, and he quickly returned to reality.

"so cold……"

He felt icy cold all over, his head was throbbing with pain, and his hands were stiff. He quickly retrieved his hat and gloves and released Freddy at the same time.

Kili was pacing anxiously outside; he was seriously injured, with multiple lacerations on his neck and body.

"It's okay, it's all over."

He reached out and touched it, and Kili turned into black smoke and merged with him.

The Twin Wolf mercenaries are not made of flesh and blood. As long as they did not die at the time, they can recover with the help of Roland and spirituality, and there will be no aftereffects.

After doing all that, he hurriedly ran over to Evan and the others, patting them one by one.

"Evan, Luke..." The group was fully dressed, but they had been lying on the ground for too long, and frostbite would be a terrible thing.

He called out a few times, but the men remained motionless, showing no signs of waking up. He looked around; the fog was dissipating, and scattered lights and billowing smoke came into view, making the building outlines clearer.

He turned his head to look west, where lights flickered on the tall gate tower, and he immediately became excited.

“Frech, you stay here and watch.”

He hurriedly put away his hunting knife and revolver and ran quickly toward the west gate tower.

"Hughes—" The loud voice broke the silence of the night and carried far.

"Squeak-"

The wooden door on the second floor was pulled open halfway, and Hughes' young face peeked out with a smile. He was about to tease Roland when he was stunned by the scene below, his expression blank and utterly astonished.

"Come down and help, quick, quick, quick—" Roland was very anxious. He still remembered the old priest's words: the most dangerous thing was that coffin. He had to hurry and call the big boss for help.

Hughes snapped out of his daze, turned and went back into the house, and a few seconds later ran out with a holster and hat in hand, followed by another young law enforcement officer.

"Roland, send..."

“Listen to me first,” Roland interrupted him directly. “The danger isn’t over yet. Stay away from that coffin. Help me carry Evan and the others into the house. I need to go get help. Also, the black wolf is mine. Don’t attack it.”

After saying that, he turned and ran. He was going to find Julia. The law enforcement agency's attitude was unclear, and he needed to find someone to back him up. Not getting the spoils was a minor matter; getting arrested would be a much bigger problem.

"Hey, you..." Hughes looked at Roland's retreating figure, his head full of questions. He patted his new partner, "Save him."

"Should we call for help first?" The new partner looked young and inexperienced, his eyes glancing at the corpses and bloodstains not far away, and he was somewhat frightened.

"Save them first!" Hughes said sternly.

"it is good."

The two bypassed the chaotic battlefield and ran towards Luke and the others. Freddy stood guard beside them, keeping a close eye on the two.

As he approached, Hughes slowed his pace, stretched out his hands, and tentatively said, "We want to save people, we mean no harm, can you understand?"

Frederick nodded, took several steps back, and gestured with his chin to signal them to hurry up.

"Wow, this black wolf is so clever!" the young law enforcement officer exclaimed. Hughes nodded slightly in agreement.

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On the other side, Roland ran wildly along the convent street, and a few minutes later crossed the square and headed north along the Sea Dog Avenue.

"Who goes there? Stop right there!" Two law enforcement officers suddenly emerged from the alleyway, one of them shouting loudly.

“It’s me, Roland Hohenzollern Otto.” Roland continued walking, pulling off his hat and facing the officer. “Someone at home is injured, I’m going to the Rose Cross to get medicine.”

The two officers laid down their weapons and made way for them. The officer's tone softened as he asked, "Roland, do you need any help?"

"No, no, thank you." Roland waved his hand and ran past them, panting.

After Roland had run a distance, one of them nudged his colleague with his elbow: "Hey, is that a gun holster on his waist?"

"Mind your own business." The older law enforcement officer continued his patrol. "If you were kidnapped, wouldn't you get a gun for self-defense? With their connections, getting a gun license wouldn't be difficult."

"Too……"

The kidnapping incident caused a great stir, and few officials were unaware of Roland. Many people were astonished by the power behind him.

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