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Chapter 29 The mysterious strong man in the south has a grand plan

Seeing Director Jones being frightened to death, Renn patted him on the shoulder and said:

"No, it's not like that. Look, I scared you."

"Brother, you don't understand, what should I say about this matter... Oh, what a disaster, what a huge disaster." Director Jones's face turned pale, he was embarrassed, and he looked like the sky was falling.

"calm."

"Can't calm down."

He shook his head like a rattle, stood up from the sofa mid-sentence, and hurried toward the door.

"Where to go? Stay and have breakfast before leaving." The old goat shouted.

"No, I'm going to report the situation to Chief Superintendent Pal. This matter must be notified to the chief and the royal family immediately."

Director Jones picked up the coat hanging on the hanger, put it on haphazardly, opened the door and left in a hurry.

Seeing this, the old goat could only shrug his shoulders and said: "As for it, the person hasn't really jumped out yet, just like a frightened bird."

Leon spread his hands and said with emotion:

"After all, it is Forrest, the most powerful necromancer who has shocked the continent for hundreds of years. He once controlled an army of hundreds of thousands of undead and annihilated a country... When I was a child, my grandfather once told his story. He came here specifically to

Scared me."

Such a ferocious evil giant, even if he reveals just a few signs of his imminent return, it can cause panic in all the countries on the mainland.

Just look at Director Jones' frightened expression.

This is still in the quite powerful Kingdom of Falorland. If some small countries know this news, I am afraid that the king will have trouble sleeping and eating.

"Don't scare yourself." The old goat said disapprovingly, "This is just a one-sided statement made by the witch. Maybe she is trying to show off her power. Maybe it is a smoke bomb that little Forrest ordered her to release."

Forrest, the "Dark Emperor" of the underworld and the leader of the underground organization the Shadowsingers.

Little Forrest, Forrest's son, leader of the underground organization Eternal Life Sect, and the Witch's immediate boss.

Among them, little Forrest is a strong man comparable to the Prince of Darkness and the old enemy of Captain Oka, not to mention his father.

Both father and son are first-rate villains.

50 years ago, the Earth Elder of the Natural School took action and almost beat Forrest to physical and mental annihilation, allowing this terrifying evil giant to disappear and hide somewhere to lick his wounds.

At present, it seems that after 50 years of dormancy and recuperation, Forrest seems to have regained his breath...

The premise is that the witch is telling the truth and is not bragging.

"Okay, let's not talk about that old pervert. If the sky falls, there will be someone taller to hold it up."

Renn looked calm.

Although he couldn't defeat Forrest, at least he wasn't afraid of little Forrest and the witch.

With the strength he "showed" in the abandoned factory last night, even if the enemy wants to cause trouble, he will send an ordinary saint first...

Who would have thought that Viscount Ackermann was hiding so deeply?

If you don't send out a few waves of killings in anger, the enemy may not even realize that there is an evil dragon wearing wolf's skin among a group of young geniuses.

This is the routine.

"Okay, let's share last night's spoils." Renn said with a smile.

"yeah!"

The charm of money is huge. After hearing this, Leon couldn't help but pump his fist in excitement.

At this time, he completely forgot about the shadow of his childhood - the terror of the undead Archmage Forrest.

"Get rich, get rich."

The old goat rubbed his hands and smiled like a chrysanthemum.

The Great Mage of the Undead, the Eternal Sect, and the Witch are nothing compared to the fragrant gold coins.

Give him 1 million gold coins and he dares to assassinate the Pope...

Renn took out the demon spirit, rough stone (gargoyle), brain core (ghoul), werewolf heart and other materials from the storage ring and placed them on the table.

These materials were filled with the aura and luster of the Force, making the three of them look hot.

Ren smiled and said: "According to the agreement, I will take 70%, and you two will take 30%. Is that okay?"

"No problem!" x2

Leon and the old goat said in unison.

This was an agreement, originally it was just to hug the thighs, the captain eat the meat, and they mix a little soup.

What's more, in the battle at the abandoned factory last night, they didn't contribute much. Renn was so awesome on his own that he was able to fly away.

As for Baron Ruben’s family…

Everything was blown up to the sky by an Apollo, not even a hair was left. This was why the old goat was so angry before.

After working for a long time, I didn't catch anything, and I even got a staff as a loss.

Thinking that the old goat had lost his staff, Renn took out a red crystal staff from the storage ring.

This is what he seized from Count Maclay's house.

Count Maclay was relatively wealthy and had two staffs. One of them was broken by him in the battle. This one was a spare staff and was placed in the underground treasure house. It later naturally became his trophy.

"This is Count Macrae's spare staff. I'll sell it to you at 30% off the market price. How about it?" Renn put the staff on the table, looked at the old goat, and asked.

This staff is beautiful.

Its main body is made of precious Morel red crystal, with exquisite mithril decoration on both ends. The tail end is sharp and the handshake is in the shape of a ring.

The red crystal is dazzling, and there are some mysterious natural runes and patterns on it.

The old goat looked a little excited. He picked up the staff, touched it fondly, and checked it. Then he said angrily:

"Fuck, that scumbag Count Maclay, even the quality of his spare staff is better than this master's, what a waste of natural resources!"

He is a high level 4 warlock, but his equipment is not as good as that of a low level 4 mage.

I have to say, it’s great to have a queen daughter.

The old goat looked at Ren and said with a flattering smile: "His Royal Highness the Great Saint Ackerman, what do you think of 50% off?"

Renn: "The maximum discount is 30% off, and it doesn't matter if you call me daddy."

Old Goat: "..."

(〒﹏〒)

"Okay, I can give you a 30% discount, so you can enjoy it secretly." Leon said with a look of disgust.

"Boy, how do you talk to this master?"

The old goat glared at him and said unhappily, "Don't you know how my staff was scrapped? At Baron Ruben's house before, if it weren't for my great holy defense technique, you would have been blown into a pile of black carbon.

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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Leon retorted: "Haha, if I hadn't pulled you away from Baron Ruben in time, you wouldn't even have time to cast the spell, and you would be blown to ashes

Already."

"Are you kid trying to get in trouble with me?"

"You are too shameless and shameless, you are an old gangster."

As they talked, the two started fighting again, as if they wouldn't stop until they killed each other.

Ren rolled his eyes, ignored the pair, and went downstairs to have breakfast.

Sometimes he would be so noisy with his cheap sister, but she wasn't around at the time.

I miss her a little, miss Kesha...

…………

Southern Plains, City of DeLamore.

In the city center, Pegasus Square is bustling with traffic and people.

Arturia jumped off a large freight carriage carrying grain and handed the driver three silver coins.

"Little girl, be careful, don't go deep into the plains, it's very dangerous there." The coachman put away the silver coins and gave a kind reminder.

"I understand, old man."

Artoria nodded and smiled sweetly.

Then, remembering Ren's instructions, she held a silver demon-hunting ring and several photos of people, and walked to the city's landmark building - the sculpture of the first "Thunder Knight" Barron.

Barron, the Thunder Knight, was a brave general under Emperor William the Great.

He is also Rennes' old rival and the ancestor of Earl Ange.

Count Ange's family is particularly good at lightning-based skills. In the Kingdom of Falorland, the family from which Veronica was born is known as the Red Lotus Knight and the Thunder Knight. The titles have been passed down from generation to generation.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Kate?"

Artoria didn't stand under the sculpture of the Thunder Knight for long before a man came over.

He was wearing a black windbreaker, with a slender figure, short gray hair standing up, a high nose bridge, slightly sunken eye sockets, and his facial features looked more three-dimensional.

Artoria looked at this man, compared the photos in her hand, and said with some uncertainty:

"Who are you?"

The receptionist of the Witcher Association arranged by my brother is not this person.

Moreover, the man in front of me is a bit strong, a master demon hunter of at least the fourth level.

Such an expert cannot be an errand boy.

"I'm Randy Mack. President Ackerman said a few days ago that his sister is coming. She happens to be a little free recently, so I came to pick you up on behalf of those young men." Master Randy said with a smile.

"It turns out to be Master Randy, you are too polite." Artoria looked a little surprised and said politely.

Master Randy was originally the top leader of the Faloran branch of the Witcher Association.

He was also one of the first senior members of the association to appreciate Renn, and he offered generous terms to win him over from the beginning, which was considered a blessing.

In fact, although Ren has now become the president of a country branch, he has not intervened in daily management affairs. All matters within the association are still handled by Master Randy.

However, supreme power has been transferred to his hands.

In particular, some major decisions and statements must be approved by Rennes before they can be passed and implemented.

"Heroes come from young people."

Master Randy is also sizing up Artoria.

He discovered that although Viscount Ackerman's cousin was young, her aura of the Force was very deep, even a bit unfathomable.

This made him very emotional:

"In less than a year, Viscount Ackermann entered the holy realm and surpassed me. I really feel like I have spent my entire life on a dog's body."

In the blink of an eye, a junior who once needed his support climbed over him and became his superior...

This feeling is really complicated and difficult to understand. It is both gratifying and frustrating at the same time.

In this regard, Artoria didn't know what to say, so she could only maintain a polite smile.

Master Randy just sighed a little, no matter what, Renne is his leader now.

The leader's sister cannot be neglected.

He took Kate to visit the city of Diramo, introducing the city's customs and customs, focusing on the tense situation on the southern plains.

The most surprising thing about this city is not the buildings or customs, but the sky above.

Artoria looked up at the sky from time to time.

It was a shocking scene.

Above the sky, the tide of the Force was oscillating like waves, and the sea of ​​clouds gathered together, like a giant umbrella that covered the sky and the sun, covering the entire city and spreading into the distance.

The sea of ​​clouds is constantly swirling, rippling, and contracting like a whirlpool of water. Even during the day, countless stars and moonlight fall from the sky like horses, and countless shining light spots continue to shine in the sea of ​​clouds.

The vibrations seem to correspond to the billions of stars in the distant space!

It is very similar to Ren's domain "Sea of ​​Stars and Stars", but the coverage area is much larger and the power is even more terrifying.

"Master Randy, whose domain is this?"

Arturia stared at the sky, her face solemn, and asked curiously.

Her level 27 storm domain pales in comparison to this sea of ​​stars.

Master Randy also raised his head, frowning in thought.

The clouds turned into a swimming sea of ​​light in the brilliant starlight and moonlight, like a huge beast entrenched in the sky.

It opened its huge mouth and wildly swallowed the force in the void, and the energy fluctuated like waves, rising and falling.

The terrifying pressure shakes the sky and suppresses the earth.

Under such power, Master Randy felt like an ant.

This field is so powerful that it has even changed the sky. The sun can no longer be seen for hundreds of miles. No matter day or night, it has now become an eternal starry sky...

Master Randy shook his head and said:

"He's from the royal family, but I don't know who he is."

The Farrowland royal family and the Clement family are very powerful, so powerful that all other nobles in the kingdom combined are no match for the royal family.

Artoria said: "Isn't it Director Karl?"

The most powerful person in the Kingdom of Faloran is the director of the 7th Bureau "Butcher" Karl, who is also the first of the ten saints of Faloran.

"No, Carl the Butcher is only a minor in the Demon-Slaying Art to refine his body. This kind of star sea realm can only be formed by majoring in the Demon-Slaying Art." Master Randy explained.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! By minoring in the Demon-Slaying Technique, you can cultivate a flawless holy body, which is equivalent to embarking on the road of totem.

Director Karl is a [Black Samurai] profession, a fifth-level Sky-Splitting Black Samurai, and is supplemented by the Demon-Slaying Technique for body refining, which means double fifth-level.

And if you major in the Demon-Slaying Technique, one can become the Galaxy Realm, and the other can become the Immaculate Holy Body, which is equivalent to two fifth-level practitioners, such as Ren En.

Of course, Renne has deviated from the inheritance of William the Great and has formed its own characteristics.

"Oh, then is this a sign that the majoring in Demon Slaying Art (normal route) is close to success?"

Arturia looked curious, her eyes flashed with golden light, and she stared at the center of the sea of ​​stars.

The stars shone, and a vague figure stood in the whirlpool of light. The brilliant divine light shrouded the man's majestic body, and the vibrating acupoints were like stars shining among his limbs and bones, just like a vast starry sky!

The boundless sea, the immortal body and soul, the unity of mind and body, shattering the vacuum... It is indeed a very terrifying inheritance.

It is said that it is a system that was brought out from a fragment of a certain world. The name Demon-Slaying Technique is a pseudonym, and almost no one knows its specific nature.

Artoria wanted to throw a level detection above, but received a system prompt that the figure in the center of the star sea was just a projection and not an entity...

The powerful person who expands this field is not in the sky, but should be hiding in a corner of the city.

"Amazing."

There was no target and the detection failed. Even so, Artoria sighed.

She is currently no match for this mysterious human powerhouse.

This already has the appearance of a king-level powerhouse, a strong group...

…………

Falorland Middle Territory, Pork Town.

Another day passed. Because something big happened, the Lion Team had to stay in the town for a few days to deal with the mess left by the witch.

In the afternoon, Lane, Old Goat and Leon accepted Director Jones' invitation and came to the 7th Bureau office in the town.

This is a four-story building located in the center of the town. There are two bronze knight sculptures at the door, and two gun-toting policemen are standing guard.

The three of them went up to the second floor and walked into an office.

Superintendent Parr sat behind his desk with an expressionless expression, sorting out a pile of documents, his brows furrowed and slightly gloomy.

When he saw a few people coming in, he said hello calmly:

"good afternoon."

It's not about putting on airs, it's just like my personality.

"Good afternoon, Pal."

Ren didn't see anyone else, he found a chair and sat down, casually crossing his legs.

He had dealt with Parr as often as he did with Director Jones. They had known each other since they were in Wilton City. Later, the phantom princess Ariel who ambushed the Vampire Clan elicited a projection of the Nightmare Lord, and it was the other party who dealt with it.

He arrived second only to Aunt Lucy and did not dare to come because the situation was dangerous. He is a very serious and responsible person.

Moreover, Parr has no wife, no girlfriend, and no hobbies except work. He is a workaholic and an ascetic.

Knowing the other party's character and temper, Ren didn't say much and asked straight to the point:

"What is the outcome of the investigation regarding the Witch, Prince Christian, and the Eternal Sect?"

"Not clear. The abandoned textile factory and Baron Reuben's house. These two key locations have been razed to the ground. There are almost no useful clues. Almost all the more useful information comes from the three of you."

Superintendent Parr was sorting out the documents with a cold expression on his face, as if he was dissatisfied with the progress of the investigation in the past two days.

"No."

The old goat looked surprised, sat down on the bench, took out a finely crafted briar pipe, and lit the tobacco in the bowl with flames coming from his fingers.

He took a nice puff, then blew out the smoke ring leisurely and said:

"Where are Baron Reuben's relatives and friends? The manor was bombed. There must be someone outside. Maybe they know something."

"No, the Baron's immediate family members, his children, brothers, sisters and parents are all dead as expected." Parr said expressionlessly.

"Ah this."

Leon looked shocked, with a chill running down his spine, and Ren's face became serious.

"That's right, as you may have guessed, Baron Ruben has called back many of his tribesmen who were away in the past few months. Now all of these people have disappeared and their bodies cannot be found. As expected, they were all sacrificed to the blood of the witch."

Erdao.

The old goat bit his pipe, took a breath of cool air, and almost choked:

"Ahem...that witch is so cruel? Killing her whole family, no, this is already genocide."

Pal added coldly: "Not only that, some nobles who were friends with Baron Ruben have also disappeared. It is conservatively estimated that there are more than a dozen people."

"What a madman."

Ren shook his head after hearing this.

He suddenly understood why Count Maclay assassinated seven aristocratic women, but the church, Melova University and those aristocratic families did not show much indignation.

After all, this kind of thing may not be that rare in this world.

The witch was more cruel and ruthless than Count Maclay. She sacrificed her entire family, including her parents, brothers, sisters, and many relatives and friends.

No matter how bad Earl Maclay was, at least he didn't harm his relatives.

According to a thorough investigation by Bureau 7, none of the Earl's children, including Queen Katie, were involved.

But the witch...

Leon asked: "So, more people died this time than Earl Maclay's time?"

"It's a lot more."

Parr picked up a piece of information and said, "The Witch Alessia made careful preparations and plans. Not many people disappeared in the town, but passers-by still have this time to prepare for migration.

Many residents around big cities were killed.

More than a thousand civilians died.

The dead noble members, including Baron Reuben's family and some nobles who were friends with the baron, totaled at least 25 direct bloodlines.

This is just a conservative estimate, and some victims may not be counted yet."

Renn: "..."

Leon: "..."

Old Goat: "..."

There was silence in the office.

The old goat was not in the mood to smoke anymore, so he put down his pipe and sighed: "It seems that compared to the people of the Eternal Life Sect, Earl Maclay is just an apprentice."

Leon cursed: "MD, what a bunch of lunatics."

Ren remembered what Aunt Lucy had warned him. Now that he thought about it, her words made sense.

Extraordinary people, because their great power is attributed to themselves, can turn rivers and seas upside down. Once such people become evil, they can do far more cruel and bloody things than ordinary people...

Ren said in a deep voice: "What is the purpose of the witch?"

Parr hesitated for a moment, closed the office door, opened several isolation barriers, and then said coldly:

"There are several possibilities. One, the blood sacrifice collects power and helps Prince Christian break through to the realm of the monarch.

Two, help the Archmage of the Undead, Forrest, recover, or both."

Old Goat: "..."

Generous.

Leon: "..."

The plan is very big.

Ren said: "Isn't this enough? Moreover, why didn't you notice the witch's movements at all in the seventh round?"

"Because, there may be a traitor within Bureau 7, at least at the level of superintendent!"


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