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Chapter 53

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When Gounières learned that one of his team members had been assassinated and that he had been targeted by the blood-eared elves.

Gounières's vigilance soared to the extreme.

If it weren't for Viya's protection, he would have also suffered the revenge of the blood-eared elves.

In that case, Gounières had no reason not to kill the blood-eared elves who were secretly coveting him.

Back in the room.

Gounières quickly changed his clothes. A low hood, an old high-collared black robe, low-quality cotton linen pants that were washed white, and a pair of worker's shoes.

After dressing up, Gounières entered the underground alchemy room, opened the secret passage, and went in.

A few minutes later.

Gounières opened the wall door at the end of the secret passage and appeared in a deep alley.

Walking out of the alley, it was still Old Stone Street, but it was more than 200 meters away from No. 155.

Walking in circles, Gounières quietly came to the back of the little homeless girl who seemed to be begging but was actually spying on his door.

Gounières gently patted the little girl.

"Ah!"

The little homeless girl exclaimed.

He hurriedly turned around, his face full of panic.

"Shh!" Gounières softly hissed.

"I'm the person you're waiting for. Take me to 'Luke'." When the little girl quieted down, Gounières lowered his voice and said.

The little girl looked at Gounières alertly.

"You'll be rewarded," Gounières said lightly.

At this time, the little girl laughed.

The little girl turned into the alley and quickly said to Gounières, "This way, follow me."

The Blackmap Area was a mixed place.

There were many forces here.

Most of these begging children were eyes and ears.

In fact, quite a number of thieves and thieves were trained by them.

Gounières said he was looking for the young man named 'Luke'. Gounières knew him.

The reason why Gounières knew him was because Cohen's father and the leader of Luke's force, 'Old Crow', knew each other.

A lot of Cohen's father's dirty work was done by Old Crow.

In Gounières's memory.

When the original owner of this body was young, he had stayed in Old Crow's hands for a while.

Later, he was adopted by Cohen's father.

The little homeless girl was very familiar with the complicated terrain of the Blackmap Area's streets. Her speed was also very fast.

However, Gounières's speed.

No matter how the little girl ran, turned, or jumped up and down, Gu Nie was always able to keep a distance of three meters behind her.

Seven or eight minutes later.

Only then did the little girl stop in front of a low wooden door, panting.

"We're here." The little girl looked at Gu Nie.

Gounières flipped his right hand.

Gounières threw two silver royals over.

The little girl quickly caught them.

Looking at the silver royals in her hand, the little girl quickly knocked on the low wooden door and ran away.

The wooden door opened and a clamor entered. What came into view was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy wearing suspenders and a shabby black top.

"I'm here to look for Luke." Gounières said in a hoarse voice.

The boy looked at Gounières before turning his head.

"Boss, someone is looking for you."

Amidst the clamor, there was a voice saying 'let him in'.

"Come in!" The boy opened the wooden door completely.

After entering the wooden door, what came into view was a stone staircase.

At the bottom of the staircase was a large underground hall.

It was noisy and filled with smoke.

A large group of young boys and girls were playing cards, drinking, smoking, and even hugging each other in pairs, wantonly squandering their youth.

Among these young boys and girls, the youngest was twelve or thirteen years old while the oldest was seventeen or eighteen years old.

Most of them were orphans and street children.

In the Suge Ruins, there was an orphanage for street children. However, there were too many street children for the orphanage to accommodate.

In addition, some forces needed these young children to be their eyes and ears. The scene in front of them was not strange at all.

In places where the sun could not shine, darkness and shadows would always go together.

In a cubicle in the basement.

Gounières saw Luke.

He was a young man in his early twenties. His face was thin, and he looked very energetic and alert.

Beside the young man, there was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old with a pretty face, clean clothes, and a good figure.

Other than that, there were two young men of seventeen or eighteen years old who were burly and looked more muscular.

"All of you, leave!" Luke said with a slightly heavy tone.

Luke's words were obviously very authoritative. The three of them did not hesitate and stood up one after another.

After closing the door, the clamor outside did not stop.

After sitting down, Luke began to speak.

"This is all the information about them, including some information about the house they are staying in."

As he spoke, Luke placed a paper bag in front of Gounières.

Gounières did not say anything. Instead, he took the paper bag, opened it, and began to browse through the information inside.

Gounières read very quickly. In two or three minutes, he had roughly skimmed through the information.

"Not bad."

With a thought, Gounières put away the paper bag and the paper inside.

Then, a bag of gold coins appeared in Gounières's hand.

There were a total of sixty gold pounds inside.

Luke held back his greed when he saw the bag of gold coins.

The moment he took the bag, Luke's eyebrows twitched slightly.

"There are more than fifty gold pounds inside." He looked at Gounières.

"A total of sixty." Gounières said without any fluctuation in his voice.

"According to the agreed price, it's fifty." Luke looked at Gounières with a hint of playfulness.

"The other ten are even stricter so that you can keep your mouth shut."

Gounières stood up and walked out of the door.

"If the slightest bit of information is leaked, even the Old Crow can't protect you."

"The Elder Kohn's meaning?" Luke looked at Gounières's back.

"No, it's my meaning."

Gounières had already left with large strides.

After watching Gounières leave, Luke rubbed his chin slightly.

"Boss, this kid is really arrogant." A tall and sturdy young man guarding the door said with a hint of arrogance.

"Do you want to teach him a lesson?"

Luke waved his hand.

"The Old Crow has instructed that we must do a good job this time, and that we must not leak any information."

"If I leak the news, I'm afraid the Old Crow himself won't let me have an easy time. Moreover, I have no intention of leaking the news." Luke shrugged his shoulders.

"Secondly, if you dare to go over, you might be the one at a disadvantage. The Elder Kohn's subordinates are never easy to deal with."

At this moment, the girl with a good figure came over and asked with a smile.

"What kind of news is it that the Old Crow is so cautious?"

"Do you want to know?" Luke smiled maliciously and closed the door.



In the secret chamber.

The flames rose and the information, including the paper bag, quickly turned into ashes in the flames.

The information had been firmly recorded in Gounières's mind.

"Six people, possibly eight. All of them are Extraordinaires and are not weak."

"With my current strength, I might be able to kill them."

"But I might also be injured or even killed. After all, these blood-eared elves are quite fast."

"If I want to kill all of these blood-eared elves safely, I'll have to break through and become a rank one Blood Curse Master."

"I'm almost done with the preparations."

"It's time to break through." Gounières clenched his fist and thought to himself.



The night was deep.

In the secret chamber.

Blood mist lingered and the smell of blood filled the air.

The sticky smell of blood was nauseating.

But in Gounières's nose, this smell was like the most perfect delicacy in the world. It was addictive.

"Breathe … Breathe …"

Gounières, who was breathing in the blood mist, was at the final juncture of breaking through.

The extraordinary power had already perfectly fused with Gounières's body, soul, origin energy, and will.

The only thing missing was the last step of transformation.

"Ak … Las … Las … Las …"

The low whisper was like a demonic sound that rang in Gounières's ears again and again, echoing in the depths of his soul.

It was difficult to expel and block.

Even Gounières found it difficult to suppress the negative effects of the extraordinary power when he was breaking through.

Fortunately, Gounières's soul was strong enough and tough enough. Even if the whisper lingered in his ears, Gounières still steadily began to transform his body, origin energy, and soul.

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