Eric had become a Red Glove captain in the later stages of the previous war, and he had advanced to Sequence 5 Spirit Warlock.
He had witnessed the deaths of his former captain and his former captain. He knew that a higher Sequence wasn't the first guarantee of safety. Being cautious and careful was.
To the elite Red Gloves of the Nighthawks, this was a belief that almost everyone believed in. This was because ordinary Nighthawks might encounter ordinary problems that looked like Beyonder incidents. Occasionally, there would be an oversight, and there was a high chance that they could use their Beyonder powers to turn the situation around. As for the Red Gloves who were pursuing all sorts of important cases, their potential targets were definitely rather dangerous.
At this moment, Eric was standing on the fourth floor of the apartment at 14 Playa Street. Facing the tightly shut dark brown wooden door, he looked around and said, "Two Nighthawks have already gone missing here.
"Two Nighthawks have already gone missing here. We must not be careless."
In the beginning, it was a few residents of this apartment who called the police, claiming that there was a foul smell coming from Unit 403. Furthermore, the tenants of Unit 303 often heard heavy footsteps above their heads.
The police in the corresponding area dragged on for two days before coming to investigate. After that, they never left Unit 403.
After the police station confirmed this, they immediately handed the case over to the Church of Evernight. However, the two Nighthawks who came to handle the case had also gone missing. The door to Unit 403 remained tightly shut.
Due to this premise, the archbishop of Midseashire of the Church of Evernight entrusted the matter to Eric's team and allowed them to apply for a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact to assist them.
"Yes, Captain." The members of the Red Gloves team either nodded or spoke, giving their responses one after another.
Eric didn't say anything else. Standing in front of the tightly shut dark brown door to Unit 403, he raised his red-gloved left palm and tapped one of his teeth.
A blurry figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and as though it had no thickness, it seeped into Unit 403 through the gap in the door.
Eric's expression was abnormally focused, as though he was observing the situation in the room through the blurry figure.
It was a natural spirit that he controlled. It wasn't considered powerful, but it had special abilities. It usually lived on his left front tooth.
In the present situation, Eric believed that they couldn't barge in directly. It was best to do some reconnaissance first. Even if his team had a reasonable combination of powers and the help of a powerful Sealed Artifact, they still had to be cautious.
If he could get a preliminary understanding of the situation inside and make more targeted preparations, he believed that things would be much easier.
At this moment, tiny blood vessels protruded from Eric's eyes one after another, and some of them even exploded.
As his vision turned bright red, Eric heard a heavy creaking sound.
The tightly shut dark brown door suddenly swung open!
Inside the room, there were a total of six figures. Three of them were wearing black-and-white checkered police uniforms, sitting on armchairs, high stools, and sofas respectively. Two of them were wearing half top hats and black windbreakers. One was standing by the door, and the other was standing on the platform behind the oriel window. Their faces were pressed against the surface of the glass, as if they were watching the street below.
There was also a figure sitting on a high stool at the edge of the balcony, with an exquisite astronomical telescope in front of him.
The skin of these six figures had swollen, as if someone had injected a lot of gas into their bodies. Some parts of their bodies had even cracked and were highly decayed, but they still did not shrivel up. Instead, they glowed with a greenish-black luster, and a yellowish-black liquid flowed down.
Sensing that the door had opened, the six figures turned their heads and looked at Eric and company.
The first one was the former Nighthawk standing by the door, and the last one was the man in a cotton shirt sitting behind the astronomical telescope. One of his eyeballs was still stuck to the lens, and he could only use his remaining eye and the dark hole to sweep his gaze at the Red Gloves team outside the door.
A faint stench drilled into the nostrils of Eric and company as an indescribable coldness filled the surroundings.
Eric instinctively wanted to raise his hand and tap his teeth to release more spirits. Then, he would use the Beyonder powers of a Nightmare to forcefully drag all the targets in front of him into a dream.
However, no matter how he tapped his teeth, no spirit was released. His Beyonder powers that were related to Spirit Warlock seemed to have vanished.
At the same time, a Nightmare in the Red Gloves team was surprised to discover that he was unable to drag anyone into a dream!
At this moment, other than the enhancement of their physique brought about by the potion, their Beyonder powers had vanished in a bizarre manner.
"Leave this place!" Eric didn't hesitate as he gave the order in a low voice.
He had never encountered such a strange situation before. All he could do was get the team to evacuate first before choosing a targeted Sealed Artifact to deal with.
However, his and his team's feet didn't move as a result. It was as though they were no longer listening to the commands of their own consciousness.
Eric instinctively lowered his head and looked at his lower body. He saw that his legs were already swollen, and his trousers were about to split open.
In addition, he could clearly feel that his skin was deteriorating, rotting, and oozing pus.
Before he and his Red Gloves team had even made contact with the target, they had fallen into a clear "nightmare" of watching themselves slowly die and swell up. It was difficult for them to escape.
At this moment, Eric's bloodshot eyes reflected an ordinary palm. It held the handle and gently pulled outwards.
Creak!
The dark brown door to Unit 403 closed once again, isolating Eric and his Red Gloves team from the creatures in the room.
They instantly regained control of their bodies, but their legs seemed to have suffered serious injuries. Be it raising their feet or bending their knees, it was a little difficult.
Eric didn't bother to check on his injuries as he hurriedly cast his gaze at the palm that had closed the door and its owner.
It was a young man wearing a classic top hat and a black robe. His facial features were ordinary, making it impossible for people to have a deep impression of him. They would forget him the moment they turned their heads.
"I sincerely suggest that you return now and leave the matter to the archbishop or high-ranking deacons to handle. Of course, you also have another option, which is to make a wish to me. I'm a wandering Magician named Merlin Hermes. I'm best at fulfilling the wishes of others." Klein spared no effort in bewitching others to make a wish to him.
Just now, when he saw the rotting face on the oriel window, he suddenly had an ominous feeling. Hence, he specially came over to confirm what had happened.
Fulfilling wishes … Eric suddenly recalled the education he had received during his training at the Holy Cathedral.
Some High-Sequence Beyonders might be in a state of being imprisoned or sealed. They will pretend to be mystical items that fulfill wishes to lure you into helping them escape. The corresponding examples are: A magic lamp that can fulfill three wishes and a wishing pool …
This is a High-Sequence Beyonder? But he doesn't look like he's in a state of being imprisoned or sealed … Eric looked around and deliberated for a few seconds.
He probed, "If we don't make a wish to you, will you not resolve the abnormality in the room?"
Just as he said that, he saw the wandering Magician who called himself Merlin Hermes fall into deep thought, revealing a look of distress.
A few seconds later, Klein raised his hand to stroke the top hat on his head and sighed with a smile.
"Even if you don't make a wish, I will still attempt to resolve it."
"… Do I need to say your honorific name or your real name to make a wish to you?" Eric asked after exchanging looks with his teammates.
Klein shook his head.
"There's no need. Just say your wish."
This won't result in a mysticism connection … Eric probed and said in a joking tone, "Then I hope that the abnormality in this room can be resolved and will no longer affect the surroundings."
"Then I hope that the abnormality in this room can be resolved and will no longer affect the surroundings."
"Then, I hope that the abnormality in this room can be resolved and that it will no longer affect the surroundings."
"Your wish will be granted."
Without waiting for Eric's response, he smiled and said, "Your wish will be granted."
"The abnormality inside can suppress the Beyonder characteristic, rendering the corresponding powers ineffective, but this isn't absolute.
"Typically, when encountering such a situation, my suggestion is …"
As he spoke, Klein grabbed with his left hand and took out an eyeball-shaped glass ball. He then twisted the handle with his right palm, opening the door a little.
Then, through the gap, he threw the glass ball into Room 403.
As the glass ball flew, it constantly absorbed the surrounding light, emitting a brilliant, pure, and extreme Sun. It was like a miniature Sun.
In the next second, Klein closed the door with his right palm, preventing Eric and company's eyes from being unable to bear it.
"My suggestion is to use a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact in the Sun domain to perform a blanket purification." As he said that, Klein recalled the Mutated Sun Sacred Emblem behind Tingen City's Chanis Gate. Although it was only a Grade 3 Sealed Artifact, given enough time, it could still finish off the rotting creatures inside.
Eric was just about to say that they had brought similar Sealed Artifacts but didn't have the chance to use them when he saw Mr. Merlin Hermes reopen the door to Unit 403.
The six figures inside had already evaporated into thin air. Different Beyonder characteristics were slowly condensing, and the originally cold stench was completely melted by the warmth.
"Is it done?" Eric asked hesitantly.
Klein smiled and shook his head.
"No, the root of the problem is still there.
"Have you investigated the identity of the owner of this place?"
Eric immediately replied:
"He calls himself John. He's an astronomy enthusiast and likes to study the starry sky with a special telescope at night."
Study the cosmos … Klein walked into the room without batting an eyelid.
He casually instructed, "Search this place and find any possible clues."
For some reason, Eric suddenly felt that Mr. Merlin Hermes was like his captain when he first joined the Nighthawks. He was professional, calm, and trustworthy.
He nodded at his team members, indicating for them to do as he was instructed.
As for himself, he continued to follow behind Klein, both to provide help and to take necessary precautions.
Klein ignored him as he swept his gaze and approached the exquisite astronomical telescope. Then, he bent down and placed his eye on the port.
This might be dangerous … Eric had wanted to warn him, but when he thought of Klein's rather high status and level, he shut his mouth again.
At this moment, Klein saw a resplendent and dreamy dark night sky through the telescope. Every star there was slightly twinkling.
Suddenly, his vision was occupied by a huge eye.
The eye seemed to be directly attached to the lens at the other end of the telescope. It was grayish-white with a pale yellow pupil. The blood vessels inside were swollen, and disgusting translucent pus seeped out.
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