Helise raised her palms. The aura of death flowed through her palms.
"President, do you need me to explain the principle of my purification?"
"Forget it." Chen Zhao did not want to hear how the aura of death killed the microorganisms in her palms.
Perhaps the microorganisms could not even survive on her palms.
The children quickly hopped to their seats.
All of them were excitedly talking about the interesting things they had encountered in school today.
"Helise, were you attacked?" Fali asked, concerned.
"No, Miss Fali. Were you attacked?" Helise could not help but ask, raising an eyebrow.
The children immediately stopped talking and looked at Fali.
"Auntie Fali, were you attacked?"
"What a pity. Why didn't we?"
"I prepared a few spells to teach the people who attacked us a lesson. Why didn't they attack us?"
The adults at the table all had dark expressions.
Apart from Helise, no one else thought that being attacked was a good thing.
As for Helise, she had originally thought that this was the mission that Chen Zhao had given her — to look after the children.
But now, she felt that she had to become a protector.
And because she didn't encounter any attacks today, it made her very unhappy, very unhappy.
…
"Stanley, you didn't attack, right?"
"Mr. Hamson, didn't you say to wait for Mr. Truman to come before working with him? Mr. Truman didn't come. "
"That's good, that's good … If he contacts you, tell him immediately not to attack for now."
"Huh? Why? "
"Manil, Allen, and Dempus all failed. We've completely lost contact with them now."
"Huh? Mr. Hamson, why didn't you contact Mr. Truman directly? "
"I can't."
"Then could he already …"
"No."
Hamson knew Truman very well. In the third generation, Truman's magic talent and abilities were the most outstanding.
Even Hamson himself was not confident that he could deal with Truman.
However, Truman had a huge flaw.
He had no self-control.
Especially when it came to drinking.
To put it bluntly, he was a drunkard, a terrible drunkard.
Most of the time, he would get drunk and delay his mission.
Those juniors might not know, but Hamson understood Truman too well.
After all, Truman was his direct disciple, and the student had surpassed his master.
In the third generation, Truman was the youngest, but he was also the most outstanding.
If he was given another ten years to reach the average age of the other third generation, his strength would definitely be enough to kill him on the beach.
"Go to the bars and have a look. Maybe you can find him."
Hamson thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, I will get someone to divine his location."
The current situation was somewhat out of his expectations. First, it was Manuel, and now, something had happened to his nephew.
Then something happened to Allen and Dempus.
One could imagine that their goal this time was not as simple as they had initially thought.
Dempus and Manil's strength was at the top of the third generation, or even the entire Immortal Crown.
But now, they had lost contact with both of them.
This caused Hamson to suddenly feel an unprecedented pressure.
After all, this was not their home ground.
He realized that the intelligence he had gathered earlier on was completely useless.
All the spiritualists they had found and contacted had not told them that there was a local group that was not weak.
In Hamson's opinion, this was not only not weak, but also very strong.
Of course, Hamson did not know that most of the spiritualists active and making a living in the Los Angeles area maintained a certain relationship with the Supernatural Organization.
When a foreign spiritualist or an organization came here.
They would tell the other party most of the true information, but they would tacitly keep some information.
The Supernatural Organization maintained a good relationship with the local spiritualists.
Of course, those who were not on good terms were basically driven away.
And for some local supernatural incidents, as long as it was a problem that could be solved by an individual, the Supernatural Organization would not interfere.
At the very least, they had to leave some jobs for the individual spiritualists to support their families.
This was also a manifestation of the prosperity of the area's supernatural world.
If all the supernatural incidents were monopolized by one or two large groups.
Then the area's supernatural world would lose its vitality.
And the Supernatural Organization would not only leave the individual spiritualists with the opportunity to complete missions, but also cooperate with them.
And Hamson's helplessness also stemmed from their own immaturity.
The Crown of Immortality had only been established for a short time. They spent most of their time in London.
Therefore, they did not understand that when going to an unfamiliar area or city for information, most of the time, they had to go to the local supernatural organization instead of individuals.
…
"West, the guys who were caught, didn't they say where they were hiding?" Helis dialed West's number and asked.
"They did. Do you want to go alone?"
"Yes."
"Actually, the president already knows," West said. "He's just monitoring them now, but he hasn't done anything yet. He has his own plan."
Hearing West's words, Helise was a little disappointed.
She couldn't ruin his plan.
She had indeed wanted to go and destroy the Crown of Immortality's hiding place alone.
But she was still unhappy. Why was she not attacked?
Was it because she was too strong?
But she had not shown her strength. Plus, she hid her aura much better than Jollinash.
Jollinash and Nash had been attacked, but why was she not?
Was it because the other party thought that she could be easily dealt with?
That was why she had purposely hidden in the dark and watched, only acting when needed.
"Help me tell the president that I want to be the main force when we attack the English."
"Okay, I'll tell him."
West did not mind. Based on the information from the captives, he knew that the Crown of Immortality's people in Los Angeles were not weak. After all, they were an organization from Europe.
However, they were at the bottom in Europe, while the Supernatural Organization was the strongest supernatural organization in North America.
This was almost equivalent to a third-tier European football club going up against a first-tier Chinese football club.
Of course, some of the people in the Supernatural Organization had already reached the level of a top spiritualist.
In soccer, it was impossible for one person to fight against an entire team, but it was possible in the supernatural world.
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