Chapter 186 Disputes and Intelligence

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"What about the little girl?"

"Elaine left first by boat in the morning and went to the port of Fairen to meet with local members."

"I thought you would take her."

"I don't have the enthusiasm to educate my child, and there is no need for her to be trained as a hunter."

"Oh." Medici, who was folding his arms and watching Traynor's action report, narrowed his eyes when he heard this, found a topic of interest, and asked without hesitation to watch the excitement:

"Then when you were a child, what did your elders say about you?"

Traynor's action of binding the report paused slightly, and then the clicking sound of the stapler continued. He said in a recalling tone:

"I was born with sequence 9. After all, my mother was only 6 at that time. This is the most stable sequence she could give me."

Medici whistled: "The starting point is not high."

"It's very low." Traynor corrected, "There is no child under 7 in the three generations of this branch of the family, and it has been since I was born."

"As a result, you child has now become one of the only two war bishops in the Sauron family. The Sauron family's self-righteous talent and bloodline have not been shown in you at all." Medici took out a cigarette and stood it up.

After knocking on the table for a few times, he lit the cigarette and burned it for a few seconds before taking a puff and exhaling a cloud of smoke, "Why doesn't Sauron come out to speak? Ha, a son of the devil recognized by his ancestors."

Traynor gave him a strange look: "Why do you suddenly have nothing to do to provoke me? If you have time, you can make a plan."

"At least wait until the winner gets back the power of the angel before he can reshape my body into a body that can withstand the power of the King of Angels."

Medici said leisurely: "My current container can only carry one copy of Sequence Three and one copy of Sequence Two. What's the use of holding Sequence One?"

"Please become a god as soon as possible." Traynor said, "So that you don't have to exploit this little saint like me."

"You seem to be accepting well of your family."

"At least I don't mind anything."

"It seems that you are also proud of your talents."

"...Perhaps." Traynor said thoughtfully, "My mother was married to love, and my father gave me shelter and taught me by example how a weakling like me with an embarrassing background can be respected.

"

"Other than being alive, I have nothing dissatisfied with my current life."

Medici held a cigarette between his fingers and joked: "It doesn't sound like your dad is a cold-blooded person."

Traynor only has Sequence Three, and has not reached the minimum standard of knowing about starry sky pollution. Naturally, it is impossible for him to know the end and the truth.

Medici mentioned it casually and saw him nodding disapprovingly.

"My mother said that when I was a child, my father always called me 'dependent'." Traynor shrugged and packed up all the things. He also burned all the items he had used and touched in the past few days, skillfully.

The earth did not leave any occult clues, "It was not until I could speak that He gradually called me 'child'. Maybe I am no different from those things He made with blood..."

His words stopped abruptly.

"The wind has picked up," he said.

Red Angel nodded, with a very calm expression: "It's about to thunder."

"Yan Coatman?"

Medici's fingertips burst into flames, burning the half-smoked cigarette to ashes: "Angel of the Storm."

"That's Gad II." Traynor said, "It happens to be the route back from Bansi."

The document in his hand quickly caught fire, and the contents were already memorized in his mind.

The long windbreaker on the hanger automatically floated up and flew towards him. As soon as the dress fell on him, Traynor's face quickly changed: his profound features became soft and mediocre, and his hairband turned into flames and floated away.

His shoulder-length red hair turned black and shortened, and his height quickly dropped a lot. As he became shorter, his width increased, and he turned into a man with the Northern Continent style that can be seen everywhere.

Medici fumbled around on his head a few times and found a mechanism behind his ear. His face opened along the facial cross lines and turned inside out, revealing a completely different face.

After both of them completed the relatively simple disguise, Traynor raised one hand, creating a shadow in his palm. Two seconds later, a spell appeared in his palm, and a faint blue flame began to burn.

"Malicious perception"!

"That's right... the malice comes from Gad II. He has an absolute advantage on the sea, so there is no one else. He only carries one sealed item, but I don't know what it is..." Traynor squinted slightly, and from spirituality

Read more information, "He is planning to force us out of Bayam and launch an attack when the clouds gather. Who discovered our whereabouts?"

Medici touched his chin, and the young faceless man flashed through his mind.

It shouldn't be... that is the favored one of the Lord... If this kid is really so ignorant of current affairs, I will have a good talk with the Lord after I go back and capture him for a few days to listen to the Lord's oracle before letting him go!

Catalina? In order to take revenge on us? It is also possible, but this behavior may also expose herself, which is not wise enough...

Medici pondered for a moment and came to a conclusion: "Leave the sea first, otherwise we will deliver food."

With that said, he was going to the spirit world to check out the situation. If there was a chance, it would be most convenient to go to the spirit world.

At this moment, Traynor suddenly said:

"etc!"

"Can't go to the spirit world!"

"There is—" in the spiritual world

He was stunned for two seconds, and his green eyes suddenly slowly turned into bottomless black.

"...What is that..."

"Wake up!" Medici also suddenly felt his mind shake, with a vague feeling falling from above. The surrounding sky quickly became dark, and there were faint stars twinkling in the distance. He suddenly understood, shouted, and terminated Trena

With the sudden trembling and loss of consciousness, the flame of the spell in his hand burned more fiercely, but Medici no longer needed its reminder.

Because the enemy's attack has already begun!

"...What is that..." Traynor's expression was ferocious, with a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead. "Who is that? A strange person? Human? Why am I talking to a tree-like monster at such a young age?"

... Medici suddenly had some narrow-minded thoughts, but he was not qualified to know the truth yet. He showed the reliable and steady side of the senior and angel, and said coldly:

"That was a disaster. It made you see some horrible things."

"What's in the spiritual world?"

"Wolf, an eight-legged human-faced wolf is wandering around, a mythical creature of the night. I don't know who it is."

Traynor calmed down a little: "The disaster of the Church of the Night? Their parish is in the interior, and it came so quickly. It seems that your identity has been exposed. Can you take the responsibility to attract the main firepower? It's not worth it for me.

Will the saint who mentions it quickly leave the battlefield with angels?"

"Can you run away by yourself? With that cat? You really don't want to move a hand at all, do you?"

"It's just a joke. I don't really plan to be a deserter."

I don’t know who the saint from the Church of the Night is, but it is known that encountering an angel in the path of a storm at sea is already very troublesome, and it will be even more troublesome if there is another one who is engaged in guerrilla interference. The involvement of the Church of the Night makes Medici feel

Things have become a bit confusing. Logically speaking, it is normal for the Storm, who is his mortal enemy, to arrive quickly, but it is strange that the Church of the Night actually moves out at the same time!

The hotel was already on fire, but the surroundings were quiet, with no one calling for help.

"Something's wrong...something's wrong. There must be some reason behind it."

"Orochi, it would be great if Orochi was here. Even the slightest misfortune and the good luck of Orochi can kill him!"

Probably because of the calamity, Medici felt uncomfortable all over, and his teeth itched with hatred when he thought of Ouroleus who was still missing in the land abandoned by the gods.

Traynor rummaged through his inventory of spells: "'Group Curse', 'Area Fear', 'Group Extreme Emotional Detonation', five different 'Blood Curses', 'Familiar Pollution Creation', 'Death Declaration'"

'...There is also a Sequence One 'Place of Sin'."

——The wealth is so rich that the Red Angel is speechless.

At the same time, news came from Riel that the human-faced wolves blocking the spiritual world had left, as if inviting them to the spiritual world. At this moment, the sky in Bayam was completely dark, and the clouds blocked every ray of sunlight.

It's like a night at eight or nine o'clock in the evening.

The two turned into flames and moved forward in the shadows of the evacuated Bayam streets. Medici thought quickly:

"Throw the least valuable but difficult-to-handle thing first and see what the sealed object in Feng Feng's hand is."

"It's inconvenient, there's no one here."

The devil's ability will only show its most terrifying power when there are people around. Bayam is surprisingly quiet now, with no materials or humans to use, as if...

Traynor suddenly said: "Are we dreaming?"

Medici shook his head: "I didn't feel it. Unless He Ye did it himself, there is no way I wouldn't have noticed it."

"It's only been a few hours, and the evacuation can't be that fast."

"So I asked you to throw the charm." Medici said, "Maybe there is something..."

Halfway through, he suddenly realized: "This is a miracle! Hundreds of thousands of people disappeared within a few hours. Compared with psychological suggestion and deception, the probability of a miracle is greater! If they came, there would be no need for such roundabout ways. I

Now you know what the sealed artifact you brought is."

He looked at Traynor confidently:
To be continued...