The Devil Inside

Sambo looked at Alan fiercely and said angrily, "Senior! Where is the Great Code?"

"I don't even know what you're talking about."

Alan frowned.

He recalled and said, "The power that took us out of the illusion just now was incredible. Although it was only for a moment, I felt its majesty and vastness. It seems that this matter is more complicated than what you just described, sir."

Sambo just remained silent.

Alan looked at the trembling evil god believers and said, "The headquarters has taken over this matter. I want to take these people away."

Sambo said angrily: "This is Arendelle, not the territory of your witch hunting agency!"

Alan gave him a warning look, his face calm: "Calm down."

Alan was unscrupulous, so he only warned him once.

Chapter 125 #124: Oppression

Arendelle Floating School District, Eleven Sages Square The Sages Square is located in the First School District. The flow of people is not large, and most of the people coming and going are various cadres of Arendelle.

They stopped and looked at the people confronting each other in front of the square, somewhat puzzled.

The Education and Training Committee, the Safety Supervision Committee, and two of the six committee members came in person to turn a group into a group.

What is that?

It must be a monster!

For some reason, two committee members were standing around a mass of meat paste, looking at a burly man with a broken eyebrow in front of them with sharp eyes.

"Headquarters, three-star combat specialist—

The knowledgeable onlookers already understood that the man had extraordinary skills.

the other side.

Han Solo stood aside and watched them.

At this point, things have become out of place. Han Solo only has a vague understanding of this "plot" to begin with, and at this moment he is unable to predict how it will develop.

Fortunately, this matter has little to do with his personal interests, so he can wait and see without forcing himself.

In Sambo's opinion, the evil god believers nearby must not be handed over to Sword Ghost Alan.

Although the Great Code is missing, the secret of the "Unlocking Cube" must be kept.

The Kingdom of Elzlia has been weakening the prestige of the Zethlia family. The fact that they supported the Blood Lion and made Darkwood famous is the most powerful proof.

If they knew about the existence of the block at this time, I am afraid that Zethlia's century-long plan would fail.

But in the eyes of the evil god's followers...

Fuck it.

What's going on?

Lord Demon, didn’t the Madam Priestess say that everything was foolproof? Why has the situation become like this now?

Taking a step forward means death, taking a step back means death, so you might as well be ruthless and fight for a way out!

Reveal the existence of the "Limit-Removing Cube" in exchange for your life.

Although it seems abstract for a believer in evil to cooperate with a witch-hunting agency that specializes in combating "cults", after thinking about it, it seems that this is the only way.

"Well, listen—"

Extreme throat discomfort.

The evil god's follower cleared his throat and wanted to speak again.

But he soon discovered that he could no longer feel his tongue. The long strip in his mouth was like a pebble at the bottom of a river, or a piece of cold iron that he could not control no matter what.

He lost the ability to speak.

"Sir Alan."

When the situation became tense, the sorcerer spoke.

The runes on the pure white cloak dimmed, and after managing to paralyze the tongues of all the evil god's followers, he advised: "You are too domineering. Arendelle is not under the jurisdiction of the witch hunting agency. If you take compulsory actions, you need to obtain permission."

Alan still insisted: "As we all know, the duty of the witch hunting agency is to crack down on crimes committed by evil gods and strangle their followers. I think those people fully meet the criteria. It is my duty to arrest them. I don't need anyone's permission!"

"Fuck it."

pat.

Dallion, with dirty words on his lips and a little scared, lit a cigarette.

Then, he said, "The big lizard is right. Arendelle is not under your jurisdiction! You can arrest people just like that. Do you still take me, the security committee member, seriously? Sir Alan, right? I won't make things difficult for you. You asked me to bring these people back to the Supervisory Bureau. I have examined them and confirmed that they are followers of the evil god. I will leave them to you to deal with."

Alan just felt speechless.

Everyone says he is crazy about swords, and that is indeed the case.

But the sword maniac is not an idiot.

What are these people saying in unison? Now we can’t get people, and when they are sent to the Supervision Bureau, can they be sent back?

It's wishful thinking. At most they will send a few corpses over here, the kind that committed suicide out of fear of punishment after being shot eight times in the back.

and.

It's really, really suspicious.

Previously in that illusion, Alan truly felt the tremendous power, it was just a flash of warning, but he was sure that the power was so huge that it was enough to destroy a city.

I thought it was just a small episode, but looking at the current situation, there is a high probability that a huge conspiracy is hidden in it.

"I'm about to make a contribution."

Without even a hint of hesitation, Alan charged forward with his sword.

In just a flash, tiny silver lights spread across the sky, cutting countless gullies on the ground. Alan attacked suddenly, and no one could have predicted it.

Everyone, including the sorcerer, dodged and defended.

Han Solo moved his feet and nimbly avoided the flying sword light. He looked again and saw that Alan, along with several evil god followers, had risen into the air and was about to escape.

Sambo felt disappointed.

He shouted: "Stop him!"

Who can stop it?

Alan's rank was already higher than everyone else present, and he succeeded in a sneak attack and flew into the air early. Even the sorcerer could only look up at him and was out of reach.

only-

—

"Bulging!"

The tremendous gravitational force grabbed Alan.

In the previous moment he was about to leave, and in the next moment he was falling down at high speed, crashing down awkwardly and piercing through the neatly cut pure white stone bricks in the square.

Dust was flying, Alan plunged his legs into the square, veins bulged on his forehead, and he tried his best to fight against the inexplicable gravity.

The power coming from the center of the earth seemed endless, like the hand of hell, trying desperately to pull him into the underworld. There was a loud explosion in his body, and his bones were shaking violently. Silver-white sword energy gushed out from the inside out, fluttering and dancing like a torch.

The evil god's followers who were trapped by Alan were crushed and collapsed the moment the gravity emerged.

The flesh and blood were squeezed into a ball, the bones were crushed into mud, and their bodies shrank by half before they even hit the ground.

At this moment, they have been squeezed into football-sized "human balls" by a strange force. If you look closely, you can see their flattened, terrified faces on the surface.

Not a drop of blood flowed out, but when the air was expelled, concentrated blood burst and dyed the area red.

"what!!"

Alan shouted loudly, as if he wanted to get rid of Ju!

but.

After the roar, he could no longer maintain his standing posture. Under the pressure of gravity, his knees buckled and his hands supported the ground. He was already...

Kneel down.

At this moment, a pair of black thick-heeled leather shoes came into view. A woman in a simple pencil skirt stood three or five steps in front of him, her wine-red eyes looking at the back of his head.

She is a "Professor Monica!"

"It's the Black Mage! The Black Mage is coming!"

Sambo and Lydia breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had seen a god or Buddha saving the world.

"Fuck—————. Come earlier, what have you been doing?"

Dallion tilted his head and took a puff of his cigarette.

After Monica appeared, she immediately turned around and glanced at Han Solo.

Quietly, Han Solo gave her a thumbs-up.

"It's you, the Black Mage!"

Alan knelt on the ground, gritting his teeth. He raised his neck with all his strength and looked at the woman in front of him who had a cold and somewhat world-weary expression: "In the whole of Arendelle - no, in the whole of Zethria, you are the only one who can fight against me!"

Monica frowned, very confused.

She raised her foot and stepped down swiftly, stomping Alan's head hard to the ground. With her elbows on her knees, she looked into Alan's eyes and asked, "You call this a confrontation?"

Alan's profile was pressed against the ground of the square.

The extreme anger made him extremely calm, and there was only murderous intent in his eyes.

Han Solo held his breath and concentrated, and the others dared not say a word.

At this moment, Monica Hastings was so beautiful and charming that she didn't seem like a mortal. She was truly a banished immortal or a god from heaven.

Hard.

Han Solo stiffened his fists as he recalled how Monica had been so affected in his presence.

Chapter 126 #125 Loyalty and Flattery

The headquarters has completely deviated from its original duties and has become the strongest weapon used by the original church to recruit heroes from all over the world. Under it is a mysterious department called "Alola's Eye".

The Eye of Alola specializes in analyzing the masters on the Zelmon continent, and the research on Monica is a long-term project.

Sword Ghost Alan had read an analysis report about her in an internal publication.

“Whoever has a final conclusion knows nothing.”

"Exquisite talent, superb skills."

In that report, the members of the Eyes of Alola used a very conservative approach to come up with a conclusion that they considered:

In terms of spellcasting alone, Monica has already touched the threshold of mythology.

If she is willing to join the headquarters, she can get four-star shoulder straps on the first day.

When Alan saw it at first, he was quite disdainful.

Monica is very famous, but she doesn't have much actual combat record. The talent of "Klein's Book" has brought her more academic achievements.

Coupled with her cold and beautiful face and aloof and indifferent personality, she looks like a person operated by capital.

A person who gains fame for nothing.

How do you say that?

"Traffic Star"

But now.

Only after being stepped on harshly by others did Alan understand what it meant to be worthy of the name!

What enveloped him was not just "gravity".

If it was only gravity magic, his sword energy could easily crush it, but Monica also possessed an extremely special power, the source of which was unknown.

Alan only knew that all the sword energy he was emitting was absorbed by that force and released into the boundless void.