Aldo seemed to say something softly. Carlos vaguely heard him expressing his gratitude to the driver, and then the driver got out of the car and closed the door finally woke him up. At that moment, Carlos was in a panic before he could fully wake up. Even though he was really used to Aldo to be vigilant next to him when he was asleep, even if he was really tired and needed to replenish his energy through sleep, his awakening intervals would definitely not be so long.

This kind of struggle that could not wake up made Carlos feel that he was not lying down and taking a nap...but he was in a coma for some reason.

"Don't get out of the car for now." Carlos was pushed back by Aldo as soon as he moved.

Aldo gently shook Carlos's hand, feeling his hand that had been huddled in his clothes was very warm, and then smiled with great satisfaction. Then, before Carlos woke up, he quickly raised his hand, lowered his head and gently kissed his finger.

Carlos frowned, sat up suddenly, and pulled his hand back hard, but before he could speak, Aldo quickly became serious like a face-changing king. The topic seemed to skip the entire continent in the blink of an eye, and fell into the sea with a thud. The speed of the conversion was dazzling: "I just thought about it on the road, we'd better not go back today. You wait a moment, I'll call Evan out, get some things, and go to the Jason neighborhood."

Carlos almost choked him to death. He vaguely felt that he had suffered a secret loss, but it was impossible for him to jump back to the previous section without giving up. He could only remain silent for a while next to him, and then he said in a muffled voice: "Why?"

"The Shadow Demon is a kind of difu with very high intelligence," Aldo paused, then slowed down his tone and frowned slightly, "As far as I know, no shadow Demon dared to track down the Priest Clesto - humans may lose their sense of crisis because of the existence of the barrier, but difu is impossible. In the dark world, there is no rule except the prey of the weak. The shadow Demon cannot feel that it is stronger than itself."

Carlos rolled the window down a little and responded irritably: "So what?"

"You have dealt with Clesto, but have you heard of that key?" Aldo pointed out incisively, "And if that was really something particularly important, if you were a priest, would you give it to an ordinary tribe without keeping it with you?"

This sounded very reasonable. Carlos hesitated for a moment and had to nod and admit that he might be right.

"Also," Aldo looked at him with a little helplessness, "That day in the temple, you also saw the skills of those Jinzhangs. Today, the people I brought over were urgently arranged by Mr. Megelt. According to him, most of these people are newbies, and some of them have just finished their internship. The exercise is OK, and it is barely enough to install an instrument. But do you think that if the Shadow Demon appears, only Gal can really deal with them? You can actually rest assured that he is alone there."

Even in Aldo's eyes, Carlos is good in everything, and intermittent carelessness often makes the former Archbishop who is as careful as a hair.

Carlos sighed, stretched out his long legs that had been curled up for a long time, and finally told the truth: "I don't think they can catch the shadow demon. That thing is smarter than humans, patient and elusive. It's not a fool like the abyss jackal who likes to urinate and defecate anywhere and has fangs. He rarely faces the hunter head-on. They have surrounded the entire Jason neighborhood with great fanfare, and the air is tense. I think it's good to catch a rabbit."

Aldo didn't answer for a long time.

Carlos turned his head and found that the other party was looking at him with a very complicated expression: "What?"

"No," Aldo looked away, and the corner of his mouth seemed to be slightly struggling, showing a happy and sad smile, "It's nothing... I just suddenly felt that I shouldn't have asked for too much. If you sit next to me like this, even if you talk to me in a few words, I... actually feel very happy - you sit down, I'll go call Evan."

After he finished speaking, he was like a salesman who forced the thing into someone else's arms and turned his head and ran away. He didn't even look at Carlos, and at a lightning speed, he pushed open the car door and got out.

Carlos choked back again, and even his chest was swelling and painful. He really didn't know what expression he should have, so he had to punch the car door in a frustration: "Damn it."

However, Carlos saw his palm at this time, and he was stunned for a moment - not long ago, he cut his palm with a sword. Although the wound there had been healing long ago, the new wound always had scars. He even clearly remembered that the scar was still there two days ago, and sometimes it became itchy, but now, it has disappeared.

The skin on the palms is smooth and shiny, as if it has never been hurt.

He suddenly raised his head and frowned thoughtfully in the direction where Aldo walked away.

Maybe Carlos had a crow-mouthed, and just after they left, Gal opened a room in a hotel near the Jason neighborhood. As a temporary command center, the notebook screen in front of him was showing images from various monitors.

He poured himself a cup of coffee from the coffee pot, which was already cold, and the sour taste overshadowed the fragrance, but it seemed to be more refreshing.

At this time, the communicator on the table sounded, and the voice of his companion came from it: "Gal, look at No. 35."

Although Gal did not show it, his nerves were actually very tense. He immediately turned the screen of Monitor No. 35 and found that on the obscure wall under the street lights, a strange black spider was hiking by.

Even if the leader is not a leg, his body is as big as a basketball. Behind him is neatly followed by a string of spiders with big fists, and a pile of slender and long hairy legs are neatly brushing across the old walls.

In the mountainous area of ​​Sara, there are certainly many insects, ants, snakes, spiders, etc., but it is still winter now, and Gal has never seen such a big spider.

"Do you want to record it?" The hunter who called him before lowered his voice for some reason. "I think this thing can be burned and sold to the 'magic world of animals'."

"Okay Lord, I know you have an aunt who works on a TV station. I'm already hearing it, and I'm going to have a calluse in my ears." Gal stared at the screen tightly, staring at the spider as big as a basketball and running towards the sewer. "Don't they block the sewer?"

Gal muttered, put down the coffee cup and turned the screen of Monitor No. 35 again. He saw that the largest spider seemed to be able to shrink bones, squeezing in the gaps in the sewer, and finally squeezed in through the thin cracks like a plasticine.

"I think I know what this is." The voice of my aunt controlling Lord came from the headphones, "It's a rubber spider!"

Gal frowned: "Underground creatures?"

"Yes." Lord became serious, "Did you notice it? They seemed to be running for their lives."

Strictly speaking, "underground creatures" are some creatures that prefer dark attributes, but most of them are not aggressive, do not compete with the world, nor do they compete with "surface creatures" for survival resources, and they are not even on land, and they are always in peace with humans.

However, they are a good alarm. For example, although rubber spiders are fierce and vicious, they are actually very brave. What is very incomprehensible is that they live underground because they are afraid of light, and they travel in the dark every day, but they are very afraid of shadows!

At this time, a car drove past Hospital Road Street, and the headlights quickly passed through the corner of the wall. A rubber spider that had not followed the army seemed to be stationary, standing straight in place. After a while, it finally realized that it finally remembered its ultimate move to save lives - it turned over quickly, with more claws facing the sky, and slowly pretended to be dead.

Unfortunately, this time there was no one who made a close-up for it, because all the monitor alarms screamed at the same time.

The sound was a bit like a fire alarm. When it came together, it was like a volcano erupting. An analysis box automatically popped up on the screen in front of Gal, and the image was played back and retreated to the camera where the car drove over.

The lights swept across the buildings, street lights and telephone poles, and their shadows quickly swung from front to back. Finally, a red frame appeared on the screen, falling into the corner, and the picture freezes.

There was a sudden figure there, which seemed to grow out of thin air on the corner of the street.

Suddenly, there was a noise like a vegetable market in the headphones.

"It's the shadow demon!"

Oh yes, of course, you've seen it.

"The demon level actually exists!"

So was this guy going to come here to make a soy sauce?

"What should we do? Should we arrange the array now? Should we surround it? Maybe we need a bait?"

Bait? This is a good idea, what to use, and what to brain? Who brought the question?

"Lord! Bless us!"

...Okay, maybe this is the brightest sentence of the whole night.

"Enough, listen to me!" Gal picked up the intercom and suddenly recited a difficult spell in the midst of the chaotic voices. "Remember this spell before you act, it can protect your brains."

The headphones were silent for a moment, and Lord, who had just been silent, finally spoke: "Uh... Gal, please repeat it again."

Gal looked at the corner of the street in the monitor - he was sure that the shadow demon was still there, and from the place where it stood, he could observe the Watson family - was it aiming at the child? No... Gal repeated the mantra word by word, while saying to himself in his heart - that's impossible, the Watson family's children are only in their teens, and the children's early memories are very chaotic, and they are really lacking, so I'm afraid that this greedy guy can't get enough to get between the teeth.

So it stood there motionless, was it waiting for something?

"No, Gal," Lord interrupted his words and thoughts at the same time, "This is a level ten spell. Have you forgotten that those who have not passed the Golden Chapter exam cannot even complete the foundation for the spell operation."

Gal took a deep breath and fell silent.

Even without a protective spell, they still have protective props from the temple - of course, the level of the protective props is level three, which means that they cannot meet the protection against Difu above level three.

"Everyone is on standby." Gal stared at the monitor and ordered.

He couldn't hesitate and was confused before he could fight the enemy in his headphones. Most of the people who came with Archbishop Aldo received Louis' emergency order. Unfortunately, they were either newcomers who had just finished their internship, or they were not very capable and often forgotten.

They must not be exposed to the Shadow Demon, this is the only definite conclusion that Gal has drawn.

But what should I do? Watching the shadow demon leave their surveillance range? The alarm sound of the surveillance system was still ringing in his ears, and he asked himself over and over again: What should I do?

A pair of dark green eyes with a playful smile suddenly appeared in his mind - Gal asked himself, what would he do if it were Carlos?

He suppressed his rapid breathing tightly, and involuntarily clenched his fists, and a cold sweat in his palms.

"Look at the monitor, tell me immediately if there is any situation." After pausing for two seconds like a lifetime, Gal finally said the command completely.

Then, he took off his headphones and tickled himself with protective equipment and badges. For a while, his mind was blank and he could only hear the sound of his heartbeat.
Chapter completed!