Secret: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

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Zaratul moved his fingers, and the person in front of him naturally raised his hand.

He controlled the threads of the spirit body according to his own ideas, and after confirming that every joint was connected and that he could indeed control the other party, Zaratul watched as his colleagues who had been cheating each other for a long time turned into the new marionette he had just acquired, from the gray to the new marionette. An unconscious sigh escaped from under his beard.

He had long known that the "Angel of the Abyss" harbored evil intentions, and also knew that the big shot in that organization had long wanted to eliminate the demons, so he came here today under the guidance of spiritual intuition, and came to an unnoticed corner of the mirror gallery. Now all the nobles and ministers were gathered in the small living room, nervously waiting for the results of the meeting and having heated discussions. It was not surprising that the Earl of the Palace took the initiative to leave the meeting for a while.

Zaratul found Him in the corner. Edward Vaughan was standing quietly in the shadows holding a goblet, with a smile that seemed both mocking and gentle at the corner of his mouth. Zaratul's hair stood on end, and hundreds of images of him being caught on the spot and violently beating up the missing insects flashed through his mind. He almost exchanged places with the marionette guard outside the palace, but he discovered the problem the next second.

There are no traces of mystical power on the body of the Angel of the Abyss. His astral body is nowhere to be seen, with no pulse or heartbeat.

He seemed to die silently here.

His expression was very normal, and there were no signs of struggle around him. Obviously, he "came here naturally"!

There was only one person who could quietly cause an angel to die inexplicably. Zaratul took a gentle breath and exhaled it slowly. Adam was not here, so He killed people and left the bodies for only one purpose: to intimidate and imply. It's like giving a big stick and then a sweet date, telling you that you are powerless to resist the flow of fate, and at the same time giving you a little sweetness, so that you can think about it when facing Him, and think carefully about whether to rely on Him or resist. , which side is more profitable.

"Let's go."

Zaratul controlled the threads of the spirit body and used the angelic level of observation of the faceless man to reproduce the other party's daily words and deeds. He led the Marionette out of the corner, and as soon as his front foot stepped on the dividing line between light and shadow, Zaratul's spiritual intuition suddenly sounded an alarm crazily! Veins burst out from his temples. Before he understood what was about to happen, he immediately followed his inspiration and crouched down!

Boom! Click!

The cold wind of the fist brushed his hood and rushed out, hitting the wall beside him, just at the height of his head. Feeling that all the spiritual threads in his hands began to riot, Zarathul without thinking, immediately rushed into the fog of history, and then performed an extremely skillful flame jump, jump, marionette swap, swap swap, historical projection. One after another, the main body ran to the border of Intis in an instant, and he in the corner of the mirror corridor turned into a Sequence 5 marionette.

The half-meter-thick wall quickly opened cracks as deep as a spider web, and then the entire wall collapsed. At the same time, the power of deception flashed past, and no one realized that Bai Maple Palace suddenly lacked a load-bearing wall.

Adam actually missed it! Zaratul was surprised, and then breathed a sigh of relief. Through the marionette's eyes, he saw his cunning colleague come to life again. The movement of putting back his fist and getting up was like a stop-motion animation. After being stuck for two seconds, it became smooth again. It could be seen that the transformation from marionette state back to A normal human process. Edward Vaughn's face was rarely expressionless, and the subtler expressions revealed subtle sarcasm. He ignored the shivering Sequence 5 spirit insect in front of him, readjusted his appearance, and then Walk towards the conference hall.

He didn’t bother me... He didn’t have the energy to spare, or was he disdainful?

The clone watched him leave. He stood up and suddenly found something in the inner pocket of his cloak.

It is a characteristic of Sequence 1 "Writer".

Zaratul's pupils were shaking, and the hand holding the characteristic trembled slightly.

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A dog caught Edward's attention. Because when it passed by his feet, it suddenly started to have the same hands and feet.

There is a saying that He will not be interested in this kind of low-level demon passing under his nose, not to mention that this dog is spiritually unstable and emotionally unstable. It seems that it is still in the process of promotion, and is at most Sequence 5. , when a Sequence 5 animal goes out, it is impossible for its owner not to follow it, so it must be the real culprit in the current serial murder case.

It is the tradition of the Belial family to train animals to become demons and promote them. They submit to the strong, and although they are cruel, they are very aware of the current situation. Under Edward's deliberate indulgence, Beria has become the most powerful of the three demon families. He has a strong say in the Blood Worship Cult and plays an important role in uniting all organized demons. More convenient.

According to his original plan, the Demon Cards would be secretly sent to the Beria family to help them further improve their overall strength and facilitate their harvest. But because Adam secretly manipulated the direction of the cards, the devil cards were completely missing after changing hands several times.

Edward looked at the black dog.

The black dog tucked its tail between its legs and shrank behind the tree trunk.

"Who told you my appearance?" He asked softly, "Or is it that your clan leader has finally become an angel? Want to find me?"

The black dog almost hid itself behind a not-so-thick tree trunk, with its ears twitching and a purring sound coming from its throat.

Edward understood: "I see, your master is seeking death on his own. He has Sequence 5, right? Although it's a bit low, it's still at the bottom line of my servants."

Demons have abandoned emotions and are cold-blooded and ruthless from the lowest sequence. Although they are masters and servants, they are just superiors and subordinates maintained by strength. There is no loyalty at all. The devil dog told everything he knew, hoping to save a life. But now that he knew that these were just individual demons who wanted to die, Edward lost interest in them.

"you……"

"Mr. Vaughn?"

A voice interrupted Edward's words. He swallowed the unspoken words back into his mouth and turned to look at the source of the sound. He saw a very familiar writer with long brown hair and slightly curly hair standing a few meters away. She looked a little haggard, but her spirit was not affected much. Ah, yes, there was a sudden blood moon the night before yesterday that lasted for a long time.

"Miss Fors." Edward greeted her, "We haven't seen you for a few days. How is your script finished?"

Forsi immediately showed an expression that she knew she wouldn't say hello to you but she didn't dare to show it. She looked at the other person's smiling face and said haha: "There is still some time before the deadline, so let's not talk about work. Is it something that happened? Mr. Vaughan, what are you doing?"

Edward noticed that her eyes fell on the black dog not far from his feet, and his smile became more obvious: "I am feeding the dog, it is very interesting. By the way, Miss Fors, have you paid attention to the serial murder case recently? How high is the reward at Silveras Field for information on the suspect?”

Forsi looked at the dog and felt that this dog, which was more than half a meter tall and covered in long black hair, could not be described as "interesting". A more suitable word would be "ferocious". What's more, if you look closely, you can see that there are dark red blood stains on the sharp teeth of this dog... The dog's black eyes can't move, and he seems to be looking at her, and the golden retriever in Miss Audrey's family who seems to be particularly smart. The big dog was different. The human look in his eyes made Forsi feel a chill and he quickly averted his gaze.

"That matter? Of course I'm paying attention." Forsi had no doubt about him. "This is excellent material, but it is too cruel. Silveras Field seems to be very distressed. There are rumors that he is planning to hire private detectives to help. A manhunt is underway, and the reward just announced yesterday is already as high as two thousand pounds."

Two thousand pounds? Edward glanced at the black dog.

It’s not too much. It can at most offset this year’s furniture maintenance fee...

"I really hope the murderer can be caught and brought to justice as soon as possible." Edward said sadly, "To have such a tragedy happen in a place like Backlund is simply a blasphemy to the kingdom's judicial system."

"Yes." Forsi brushed the strands of hair beside her ears and felt the same. The recent Extraordinary gatherings and writers' gatherings were more or less affected by the chain of events. After the investigation was intensified, many wild Extraordinary people All of them were arrested for this. Even if they didn't do anything bad, they were still caught underground in various cathedrals. She had been worried about this for a long time.

After a few simple greetings, Forsi, who seemed to be worried, said goodbye, and Edward went along with it. As soon as Forsi's front legs disappeared into the crowd, Edward lowered his head to look at the black dog, which still didn't dare to breathe, and kicked it nonchalantly.

"Killed eleven people, rewarded two thousand pounds." Edward glanced at it, "The ceremony has not been completed yet, but it has caused quite a big fuss. Your Beria family is not a captive human being. If you are promoted, you have to go out on adventures. ? Or do you and your master really have ulterior motives for coming to Backlund?"

The black dog is silent.

"I'm not interested in your purpose. Go away, kill more people and make a bigger fuss, so that your bounty can be higher."

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In the evening, Klein took the steam subway to the Backlund Bridge area and knocked on the door of the party house according to the numbers provided in the newspaper. Like the previous times, he put on the iron mask that could only cover the upper half of his face, put on a hooded black robe, and was led by the waiter into the living room where only one candle was burning quietly. .

At a glance, Klein found that there were nearly half fewer Beyonders in this gathering than before.

After a few minutes, Mr. "Eye of Wisdom" cleared his throat and said: "Let's start the party. Others probably won't come." At this point, he briefly explained: "Because of the serial murder case The murderer has never been found in the case, and most of the Extraordinaries from Nighthawks, Punishers, Mechanical Hearts and MI9 have been dispatched and are conducting large-scale investigations and searches."

"In this situation, it is normal and understandable that those friends are unwilling to go out and participate in gatherings."

"To be honest, there are more people here today than I thought."

Sure enough, the circle of extraordinary people is not isolated, and will also be affected by current events... Klein looked around and saw that the chubby pharmacist was not absent, and he felt a lot more relaxed. Soon, the pharmacist began to purchase the marrow crystals of the Fairy Spring as he had imagined. Klein, who was prepared, reached a deal with him without thinking, and got clues to the "pharmacist" formula, and several bottles that had been forgotten in the A sedative for the back of the head.

The pharmacist sighed with deep regret: "You are indeed a lucky man! Why didn't I choose that lucky path in the first place..."

As the party progressed, the female Extraordinary with the "craftsman" behind her didn't come to attend, or she didn't get a new extraordinary weapon. She never spoke up, leaving Klein's expectations in vain - he now has 509 Pounds of cash, you can think about equipment.

After many transactions failed, a man sitting on a high stool said in a low voice: "I have a friend who was unfortunately discovered during this large-scale investigation and was imprisoned underground in a certain Storm Church by the punishment agent. , I would like to ask a few helpers to rescue him together."

The old man "Eye of Wisdom" immediately responded: "'Wild Dog', give up this plan! A punishment agent and sealed object from the Church of Storms are enough to destroy all of us here. Your friend's end has been doomed, don't let yourself Trapped in the same desperate situation.”

"Wild Dog" looked around and found that no one responded to him. He couldn't help but beat his thigh hard and growled: "But, what did he do wrong?"

"He is an excellent physician. He has saved many patients. He has never harmed anyone! Just because he took the magic potion and became an extraordinary person, he will be imprisoned in a place where he will never see the sun, and he will even be a substitute for punishment. Experimental product?"

"Why?"

"Why……"

"Wild Dog"'s painful and desperate questions echoed in the room, and even the pharmacist, who had always been unable to control his mouth, remained silent.

Sigh... Klein, the former official Beyonder, could only sigh deeply in his heart. Without announcing the "playing method", wild Extraordinary people are all time bombs. But if the "acting method" is popularized, the situation may become even more chaotic and bloody... After all, extraordinary characteristics are immortal and conserved...

In this depressing atmosphere, the party came to an end.

TBC

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Addicted to games, lol is so fun, hehe.

Recently, I saw some readers discussing this article, which seems to have gained some popularity. I was moved and found some strange views at the same time.

The author solemnly declares that I have never said anything like "no matter how fun you are in the early stage, you will be miserable in the later stage because of Klein and Adam." I am writing about an alien god, an inhuman alien god who has escaped from vulgar taste. Only when the enemy is strong can we show the strength of people and the earth. If a mature outer god can be defeated easily, then the doomsday and the so-called sacrifice that the gods talk about are meaningless. Although I don’t know where this sentence comes from, I never said it. Nine times out of ten, it is some joke that has been spread incorrectly.

I saw some people saying that this is dark writing.

Well... it may not be in line with the general values ​​of mysterious fans, but readers have their own standards of judgment, and the author pursues smooth logic and a tight plot. I think this article is dark, maybe because the mysterious worldview itself is dark.

There are two endings in this article, one is BE and the other is HE.

The main text is HE, while BE will be written separately in the form of extras and independent volumes, and the length will not be too long. If you can't figure out how to HE, don't worry, watch my performance.

Above, I wish you all a happy reading. (V )