"Jarvis... might have defected?"
White Stone looked at the messy basement and murmured.
As one of the top three from the same training camp, he naturally knew Jarvis. He thought of Ivy and could not help but have a complicated expression.
"Being a sword-bearer is a very hard job. Coupled with the fact that he often deals with the uncanny, his mental state is not good. If he is also roped in by those dark organizations, it is not particularly difficult to imagine defecting..."
Merry walked over and said, "What I am more concerned about is the new type of uncanny that appeared this time. It is not a puppet controlled by derivatives or strange things, but it seems that... that person himself is the source of the uncanny! Other than that... Jarvis's behavior in the later stages is also very strange. "
"What will happen to him?"
White Stone asked with a somewhat dry throat.
"He has been issued a wanted order. If we can find him before he becomes even more depraved, that will be the best outcome..." Merry replied solemnly.
Jarvis had taken too many strange things with him. Among them, the notebook that was newly stored in the warehouse made her very concerned.
It was easy for her to think of a certain student who knew nothing.
Unfortunately, he died in the uncanny.
This was something that could not be helped. In the uncanny, anyone could die. This was the fate of the sword-bearer!
...
This was a dusky city.
The dark clouds in the sky did not dissipate, and the huge city was dead silent, revealing a creepy atmosphere.
Occasionally, on the roadside, indoors, in the office... one could see dried corpses lying on the ground.
Their expressions were serene, as if they had died in their sleep without making a sound.
Suddenly, all the corpses opened their eyes and stared at Jarvis.
"Ah!"
Jarvis exclaimed and woke up from his dream.
He looked at the outside world.
It was still the middle of the night, but he was no longer sleepy.
Ever since he completed the ritual according to what the book of trade said, he felt that his body had become more and more strange.
He could recover quickly from injuries, had extraordinary strength, and did not seem to need to eat or drink. Now, even sleeping, the only behavior that could make him feel slightly better, could not continue.
Jarvis knew very well that he did not need to sleep, but in order to be more like a person, he insisted on it.
"I dreamed of the City of Sleep again. Why?"
He thought for a moment and took out the black-covered book of trade. "Tell me!"
The book of trade did not move. Only the condition of 'Go to the City of Sleep within a year' appeared again.
"Even if you don't tell me, I know. Am I cursed by that city?"
Jia Wei's eyes moved. "If I don't go within a year, I'll die?"
The book of trade still didn't give any information.
It seemed to have fallen into a dormant state after that strange attack, but Jarvis did not dare to be careless.
He already knew that the Dead Spirit Spring Water was completely useless to this book.
Ordinary sealing methods would probably not have any effect.
"If I want to seal this Book of Transactions, I might need to use a few methods in the headquarters that have huge repercussions …"
Only the uncanny could restrain the uncanny. This was the law that the Secret Service had discovered after paying a bloody price.
Jia Wei knew very well that in the history of the Secret Service, there had been cases where the Dead Souls Spring Water could not be suppressed. In the end, they had used other strange objects to seal it.
For example, his Silencer Glove happened to restrain the uncanny sound. Using the mutual restraint of the uncanny to create a seal, the effect might be better than the Dead Spirit Spring Water.
"It's just that … the current me seems to have become an uncanny, a living, humanoid uncanny!"
Jia Wei looked at his palm.
He understood that in addition to his body becoming special, he had three main abilities.
The first was to make the sound of a curse, turning the people who heard it into his puppet. This could be removed afterwards, or he could choose to make the effect permanent.
The second was to silence an area, which could suppress the uncanny of a lower level than him.
The third ability was to manipulate blood.
These abilities were all obtained from the uncanny objects. This made him have a terrifying guess.
Perhaps, humans could become like him by devouring the uncanny objects?
This level of terror would definitely far exceed the resonance degree training in the headquarters.
However, once a person like him lost control, it would be an extremely terrifying disaster.
"Wait a minute, maybe the strange guy who attacked the branch was created by this notebook!"
Thinking of this, Jia Wei's hand trembled. "Will I become like that one day in the future? If that's the case, I might as well just die … "
He just sat there quietly, waiting for the sun to appear.
The city Jia Wei was currently in was called Ivy City. He had used his spirituality and used the notebook's ability to teleport there several times. It was already very far away from Haig City.
"After something like that happened, the headquarters will definitely put me on the wanted list. I only have one year left. What should I do?"
Jia Wei was originally an orphan. He was adopted by the Secret Service and sent to the novice training camp.
At this time, most of his friends were swordsmen, so it was not convenient to contact them. He was at a loss for a moment.
"I didn't betray them. I just don't want to be sealed … I just want to live … that's all!"
He walked out of the deserted building and felt that the sun was a little blinding and dazzling.
…
This was a city that had been abandoned by the Kingdom.
Its existence was strictly concealed, and it could not be found on any map or transportation routes in the Kingdom.
Its original name had already been forgotten.
All that was known was that any living creature that entered this city would fall into a deep sleep, an eternal sleep!
The City of Sleep was its name.
Level V uncanny!
A calamity level disaster.
Outside the city, it was already a wasteland. One could vaguely see a blockade line.
At this time, on a watchtower, Jack rubbed his eyes and said to another observer beside him, "Is it my illusion? The dark clouds above the city seem to have expanded a little? "
The other observer glanced at it, and his body immediately began to tremble. "It's true. This city is expanding again. Quick! Issue the highest level red alert! "
The alert was passed through layer by layer. Finally, it arrived at the headquarters of the Secret Service on an island.
"The City of Sleep, this calamity level uncanny has begun to move again. What stimulated it?"
A slender and powerful hand held the intelligence report, and the voice was deep.
"If the uncanny is left unchecked, it will brew the horror of the calamity level …"
Another old woman in a black dress sighed and said, "… Back then, although we used a few dangerous Sealed Artifacts, we didn't seal the City of Sleep. It was just that after it expanded to a certain limit, it stopped by itself … At this moment, it's very normal even if it begins to awaken …"
The conference room suddenly fell into silence.
Only they truly knew how terrifying an unsolvable calamity level uncanny was!
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