After a couple of unknown explosions, Alkender City returned to its peaceful state.
No supervillains.
No martial law every day.
There were no sudden deaths.
Other than the weather being bad, drizzling and pouring every day, the civilians finally welcomed a rare moment of peace.
All the civilians rejoiced and cheered.
They thought the good day they had been waiting for had finally arrived.
However, there were others who didn't share the same sentiments.
Pudder was sitting in a sidewalk coffee shop on Olinder Street. He ignored the aromatic coffee on the table and looked straight at Drexton.
"Tell me, what happened to 2567?"
The chief officer was not a person who would hide his inner thoughts, especially in front of Drexton, the Fist of Justice, he asked the question directly.
"I don't know.
"I've tried to see him several times, but Ferris stopped me every time."
And … "
"Randletine Street is on high alert, it's at least twice as high as before. I think … 2567 isn't doing too well.
I wanted to help but was rejected. "
Drexton shook his head.
After he got the news that the so-called major from the military visited Kieran, Drexton headed to Randletine Street right away. However, not only did the Fist of Justice not meet Kieran, he was also rejected by Ferris. Judging from the lingering presence in the area, something must have happened.
As for what?
Drexton didn't know.
Even though he visited Kieran for the next week, he didn't care.
Each time, he would be rejected by Ferris.
"Something really happened!"
The chief officer said in a heavy tone.
In fact, when Kieran approached him and asked someone to impersonate him, Pudder already had a bad feeling.
However, he didn't have the right to reject.
He was knocked out cold.
When he woke up in his own house, everything had settled down.
"What do you know about that major?"
Drexton asked.
"I don't know much."
Other than knowing his name is Vulcan and that he is in charge of the Dark Night Squad in Alkender City, everything else is top secret.
I don't even have the rights to look it up. "
The chief officer showed helplessness on his face.
What else was more frustrating than knowing where the clues were but being unable to investigate them?
No!
For the chief officer, the situation was like a fishbone stuck in his throat.
"It's not just you. Even the mayor has no right to inspect him."
"Not even the mayor?"
The chief officer was shocked when he heard what Drexton said.
One needed to know the new mayor of Alkender City came from the upper house, he wasn't some random nobody.
"Not only is it impossible, but His Excellency the Mayor is also being blamed by the Federation."
Based on what I know, someone will come to Alkender to investigate the major's death.
Drexton's face turned heavy as he spoke.
It was obvious that some people in the Federation didn't want to let his good friend off just like that.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have ruled out the so-called professionals.
"This is too much!"
The chief officer slammed the table hard.
Pudder might be rash, impulsive, and bad-tempered, but it didn't mean he was an idiot. He knew what a specialist was.
Secret police detective!
Or even crueler, a character that was unknown to the public!
These people all had one thing in common: they were cruel and merciless.
Pudder slammed the table again when he thought about what made him angry.
Fortunately, this was the Hero Alliance's property. When Drexton came in, he politely sent everyone away and temporarily closed the business.
"Don't worry.
I'll deal with the rest.
And … "
"I have to apologize for what 2567 did."
Drexton said sincerely.
"It's fine.
Even though I hate what he did, I have to admit it was the most direct and effective way to deal with the situation. "
The chief officer was furious when he was knocked out, but the person who knocked him out saved him from a great crisis, so it was a favor to the chief officer.
It was obvious that the favor was greater than the anger.
The chief officer knew what he should do.
"If you need my help, just let me know.
I'll do my best to help. "
The chief officer promised.
"I will."
Drexton nodded.
Both of them didn't exchange any pleasantries after that, parting ways with each other.
After seeing the chief officer off in his car, Drexton headed back to Randletine Street.
Although he had been rejected eight times, Drexton wasn't a person who gave up easily.
It was just eight times, wasn't it?
So what if it was 80 times?
For 2567, everything would be worth it!
Drexton hastened his steps when he thought about his friend's bad situation.
However, when he was still some distance away from Randletine Street, Willis suddenly contacted him.
"Boss, bad news!
2567 is in trouble! "
Accident?!
Drexton was shocked.
"Where is he?"
"Near the outskirts of the city."
Drexton, who had obtained the coordinates, instantly turned into an arrow and disappeared from the street.
…
Kieran walked out of Randletine Street 17th with a normal expression.
There was an SUV in front of the entrance and Ferris and Odork were standing beside the door.
Behind him, even though Emma Eddie tried her best to hide it, there was still a trace of worry on her face.
Kieran slowly walked towards the car.
His steps were steady but a little slow.
If one didn't pay attention, it would be hard to tell.
"My lord, slow down."
Ferris opened the car door and looked at Kieran carefully, as if Kieran was about to fall into some kind of accident, but other than the slight delay in getting into the car, everything was fine.
Ferris heaved a breath of relief and walked to the driver's seat. Odork opened the passenger door.
"We'll be back soon!"
Odork rolled down the window and waved at Emma Eddie.
"Em."
Emma Eddie nodded softly, as if she was going to cry at any moment.
She turned the key and the car started. Amidst the roar of the engine, the car drove out of Randletine Street quickly and steadily.
Emma Eddie saw the car off and when it was out of sight, he returned to 17th Randletine Street.
Emma Eddie heaved a sigh of relief after the door was shut and Goran was no longer watching them. She patted her chest in relief.
"What a torture!
That bastard was perfectly fine, yet he acted like he was dying and asked me to play along … How was I supposed to act like I was holding back my sadness?
All I could do was recall the first time I got a dog and how it went missing.
Fortunately, it ended.
Otherwise, I would have mistaken that bastard for Mike. "
Emma Eddie couldn't help but sigh when she thought about how she had been acting for a week.
She felt like she was in a dream.
She almost couldn't tell if it was real or not.
But there was one thing Emma Eddie was clear about.
She didn't forget the goal she set a week ago.
She quickly returned to her room and took out the cowhide scroll from under her pillow. She focused on the words and pictures on it — it was her treasure.
It was also the only thing her father left her.
It contained secrets that could make a normal man stronger.
She didn't believe it at first.
She just thought that it was her boastful father's usual boasting.
However, when she unintentionally took it out for a second look, she realized the words and pictures on it had changed.
When did it change?
Emma Eddie didn't know what to say either.
Maybe it was when she met that bastard?
According to the words and pictures, Emma Eddie knelt down on one knee, placed her left hand on her left knee and her right hand on her chest.
Then, that bastard's face appeared in her mind again.
She wasn't used to it at first, but now?
Her breathing didn't change at all. Everything was as described on the cowhide scroll. She recalled her best memories and used her breath to transform them into strength.
The changes that happened became a habit as she breathed.
Everything happened without her knowing.
…
Sitting in the back of the car, Kieran pulled the curtains on both sides and a short arrow appeared in his hand.
[Name: Exorcism Arrow (Abnormal Form)]
[Type: Weapon]
[Rarity: I]
[Attack: I]
[Attribute: Exorcism 0/1]
[Effect: None]
[Prerequisite: None]
[Able to bring out of dungeon: Yes]
[Remark: During the papal era, the devils that appeared on earth were always mankind's number one enemy. They were chaotic and chaotic, destroying all living beings in sight. Each time they encountered them, the Demon Hunters and knights would suffer heavy losses. Therefore, with the help of Craftsman Mordin, the Exorcism Arrow was created! However, this Exorcism Arrow is different from the real Exorcism Arrow …]
…
[Exorcism: Inflicts lethal damage to any living being that possesses or is tainted by the devil's energy (Cannot exceed rank IV)]
…
The arrow was the one hidden in the major's body.
Aside from the special attributes, the level of the arrow itself was enough for Kieran to not neglect it, and with the addition of [Exorcism], Kieran was even more fearful.
Rank IV power was enough to inflict damage on him.
Plus the attribute that targeted the devil's energy, a slight misstep would result in lethal damage, just like what [Exorcism] described.
However, it didn't change Kieran's plan.
Quite the opposite, Kieran was even more determined in his plan.
Some people would instinctively back off in the face of difficulties.
Some would face it head-on, while others would face it head-on.
Kieran was the third.
He didn't just want to face it head-on, he also wanted to deal with the people and things that caused him trouble.
Of course, Kieran wasn't lacking in vigilance and vigilance.
"Mordin."
Kieran couldn't help but curl his lips into a grin when he saw the name in the remarks of [Exorcism Arrow].
The benefits of Mordin's sculptures to the devil's energy were obvious.
If it wasn't for the worry of losing the energy in his body, Kieran would have allowed the devil's energy to devour all of Mordin's sculptures. Likewise, it was also a fact that Mordin's sculptures contained the devil's energy.
"The pope, Mordin, the devil, the devil?
This is interesting. "
Kieran squinted his eyes, his left index finger tapping on his knee.
It was Kieran's habit when he was in deep thought.
Ferris and Odork knew it very well, so unless it was absolutely necessary, neither of them would disturb Kieran. However, it was different now.
"My lord, they are following us."
Ferris reached out his hand and waved at the cars behind him when he saw them through the rear mirror.
A few streams of freezing air landed on the road and formed a layer of ice crystals.
The cars that were following them couldn't dodge the ice crystals in time, hence the cars were forced to take many turns on the road.
Bang!
Bang Bang!
When the first car crashed into an electric pole beside the road, the cars behind it crashed into the electric pole, turning it into a mess.
However, it wasn't the end!
Just as the cars crashed into each other, a couple of figures with vicious auras appeared from both sides of the street and threw themselves at Kieran's car.
Souu!
Odork opened the car door without a second thought, turning into a cloud of blood mist and flying towards the figures.
The figures were instantly blocked by the blood mist.
Ferris stepped on the accelerator pedal to the max, as if he wanted to push the engine to the max and leave the tank.
However, at the end of the road, a man shrouded in a mantle appeared.
The man laughed viciously and raised his hand. A fireball the size of a basketball appeared in his palm and was hurled at the car.
Wung!
Before the fireball even reached its target, the scorching heatwave forced Ferris to jump out of the car and resist with all his might.
"My lord, you go first!"
Ferris shouted at Kieran, his hands spewing freezing air.
The car started up again. Through the window, Kieran's car was speeding away from the outskirts of the city, heading further away.
"This game of chasing prey, I miss it so much."
"Yeah!"
"It's been a hundred years since we had this kind of fun!"
"A High Devil Descendant is worth our time!"
Four figures as red as flames stood on top of a tall building, looking at the car that was getting further away. Each of them laughed in a sharp voice.
Then, they threw themselves at the car.
In mid-air, one of them waved his hand at the car.
Suddenly, the engine of the moving car died.
"Technology is convenient."
"But it's also fragile."
"As long as one of them is destroyed, it won't work anymore."
"The same goes for you, 2567!"
Four figures descended from the sky and blocked the front of the carriage. Their dark yellow eyes were filled with mockery, greed, and undisguised contempt.
One of them relied on awakening and without any inheritance to suddenly become a powerhouse.
They had seen too much.
But which one of them could escape their hunt?
None!
None!
None in the past and none in the future!
Maybe the Devil Descendant before them was a little different, but the difference would only make him more delicious.
Once the thought of the delicious food that was about to appear, the four figures couldn't help but swallow their saliva as they stared at Kieran.
As for Kieran?
He too swallowed his saliva.
Both of them looked at each other as if they were looking at a delicious meal.
However, what the four figures saw was the main course.
Kieran saw the appetizers.
So, he waited for the appetizers to come closer.
He told himself not to be impatient.
The feast was just around the corner.
No …
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