Chapter 153: Meeting
Through the seal, Yuna and the fully digitalized Roselle faced off in the air.
"@#%&.....%! @#&~
"Ah?" Yuna tilted her head and looked at the powerful man in the mirror. "What are you talking about?"
"@#¥&*.....away*&! @
I understand. Yuna blinked, but still didn't listen.
Suddenly, that group of information began to move and began to stick to the seal of the Quaternary Trier, just like insects trying to drill out of a narrow gap.
Yuna's spiritual intuition suddenly sounded a huge alarm, and she immediately turned around and ran towards the top of the stairs without looking back.
The information continued to wriggle and drill out, and soon, some of it penetrated the seal that had already been riddled with holes, flew up, and began to chase the fleeing witch.
"咻一一
Yuna flew across countless mirrors and leapt through countless passages. As soon as her figure passed a mirror, a torrent of fragmented information whizzed past and followed her.
Yuna turned her head to look at the torrent of information, accelerated again, and crashed directly into the mirror in front of her.
"Crackling."
Before she hit the mirror, she shattered into pieces of broken mirror.
Due to inertia, the mirror fragments pierced through the mirror that was originally rushing towards it, breaking through and tearing it apart.
The rushing information did not slow down at all and rushed straight towards the mirror. It split into two before hitting it, passed through the mirror and converged again. It did not hit the mirror and knock out the world in the mirror as Yuna expected.
"It's not that easy to get rid of."
After thinking about it, five [Mirror People] suddenly separated from Yuna's body and fled in different directions, as if intending to confuse the surging information data.
It worked.
The already limited data was divided into six groups, each chasing after the other. Due to the reduced size, the movement speed of the six groups of information increased significantly, hitting the six in turn.
On the [Man in the Mirror]. "Crackle....
The six people in the mirror turned into broken mirrors the moment before the information hit them, using their substitutes to dissipate the infusion of information.
Theoretically, as long as she could continue to do this, Yuna could completely eliminate Roselle's attack and escape.
However, theories can only remain on paper. In actual operation, there are too many variables.
Even though Yuna continued to use the mirror as a substitute, a piece of information still flowed into the mind of the person in the mirror.
In an instant, Yuna's head exploded.
All the people in the mirror were affected and became completely confused, so that they could not avoid the injection of other information.
The overwhelming amount of information hit her brain like a hammer, and the terrifying mutterings instantly filled every bit of her self-awareness.
With the help of the connection of the body, all [in the mirror
All the information suffered by humans was gathered in Yuna's own brain, and the large amount of crazy and malicious information almost tore her soul apart.
And among those countless messages, there was only one content, just one sentence that was repeated over and over again.
[Female witches are not welcome in my territory]
Terrible pain tortured every inch of Yuna
Even though she had the strength of Sequence 3, she was still powerless against the terrifying power of the emperor.
She screamed and stepped back, falling into a mirror.
Then she lost consciousness.
The sun shone down on a garbage dump in a Trier alley, and on the beautiful carcass in the garbage dump.
"Hey, I found a treasure," a homeless man walked to the garbage dump and looked at it with lustful eyes.
Looking at the little girl in the garbage dump, "Fresh girldays!!"
The woman in the garbage dump is Yuna who has lost consciousness.
"[DATA EXPUNGED], I haven't touched a woman in a long time, and the first time I touched her, she was such a beautiful piece of trash."
As he spoke, the homeless man took off his pants, revealing [DATA EXPUNGED].
"Let me have a good time!!"
He pulled Yuna down, opened her skirt, picked her up, and when he was about to do something, he suddenly froze.
The homeless man fell to the ground with a pool of blood on his head.
Behind the homeless man, Mobet was holding a bloody crowbar that he had just swung, and a meat pie in his other hand.
Mobet took a bite of the meat pie, swallowed it, and threw it directly at the homeless man's head.
"Article 130 of the Solomon Empire Code: Anyone who encounters a person committing adultery in the street has the right to enforce the law and has the right to kill him on the spot."
Mobet looked at the meat pie.
"This law was proposed and enforced by the Earl of Trent, who said that such people were not worth more than a meat pie."
"So, what are we going to do with that girl?"
Siatas looked at Yuna. Even though they were both women, she felt that Yuna was incredibly beautiful.
"This is most likely a [Witch]," Mobet walked over, "The sequence is probably not low. Bringing her back rashly might bring us danger. We might as well just leave her here."
"No," Siatas shook her head, "if that pervert comes again, we won't be able to see him."
"Take her away." Finally, Siatas suggested, "We can't let her just lie on the ground like this."
"Okay," Mobet shrugged, walked over, and lifted Yuna's skirt up again, "Then take it away. The garbage smell on her body is gone.
As he spoke, Mobet stretched out his hand towards her, and with a twist of his wrist, all the dirt and stench on her body was stolen out by Mobet.
"Excuse me, Miss Elf, give me some water to wash my hands." Mobet looked at Siatas, "I hope it won't cost us too much to take care of her."
"I see you're talking nonsense again, Mobei
"Special," Siatas picked up Yuna, "We still have 20,000 pounds...
The sound gradually faded away, and the figures of Siatas and Mobet disappeared at the end of the alley.
The two of them did not notice that the private parts of the homeless man, whose head was broken and bleeding after being beaten by Mobet, had turned into stone.
Soon, lumps and blisters appeared on the homeless man's skin, and they became more and more numerous and larger, until finally, the homeless man who was not yet dead woke up.
The extreme pain made him want to scream, but his throat had long been corroded by the disease. In his desperate and silent struggle, he turned into a pool of pus.
It seems that even in a coma, a Sequence 3 [Witch] still has some self-protection mechanisms.154: The City of Joy
"Trier is covered with gold, and the party lasts till dawn..."
"The fat roast chicken is like the castle's
"Waiters wearing bow ties shuttled between the guests, dancing happily...
"My beloved, it is among them, it is among them..."
"This is the city of joy, this is the eternal
"This is the city of joy, this is the eternal Trier~"
On the street and in the bar, the singer's music seemed like golden sunlight, transformed into notes floating over and into the window of the hotel.
Inside the hotel, Siatas opened the bathroom door and walked out holding the unconscious Yuna.
"It's clean," Siatas said as if she was announcing something, "Absolutely clean."
"Now that you're dressed, you can turn around."
Hearing this, Mobet, who was looking at the scenery outside the window, turned around and looked directly at the two beautiful ladies.
"Should we get her a doctor?" Mobet asked. "She's been in a coma for a long time."
"Don't you know medical skills?" Siatas looked a little surprised. "Every time after a battle with the King of the North, you were responsible for medical treatment."
"I treat external injuries, but this [Witch]'s injuries are obviously not superficial," Mobet covered his face speechlessly, "Besides, I don't even know why she fell into a coma, how can I treat her?"
"That's right," Siatas suddenly had an idea, "Why not hang her on the wall!!"
"Hang her on the wall, and then I'll shoot her with a bow. Maybe I can trigger her spiritual intuition and scare her awake."
"Forget it," Mobet hurriedly shook his hand, "If she really wakes up like this, she will definitely fight us to the death."
"But we are saving her, right?" Siatas remained unyielding, "She should be thanking us."
"But this could easily lead to misunderstanding!!"
The two argued about this for a while, and finally reached a consensus and gave up Siatas' plan.
"So, when do we go to look for the Constantine family?" Siatas asked, "According to the results of the communication with Admiral Deepwater, they usually meet at the Freshwater Docks."
"It doesn't seem like a big problem there, but the point is
This is it," Mobet looked into her eyes, "the point is how are you going to meet them?"
"Are you planning to just walk over and shout, "Hello, compatriots from thousands of years later?" Mobet couldn't help but laugh when he thought of that scene.
"No, I won't do that," Siatas said.
But he denied it, "I would walk over, pat the other person on the shoulder, and then leave."
"This doesn't seem to be any better, does it?"
Beth shook her head. "No."
"So, what's your idea?" Siatas curled her lips, obviously not very happy, "It'd better be better than that."
"I think we should start with identity," Mobet raised a finger, "Since the Constantine family has its own power in Trier, it undoubtedly has its own [identity]."
"As long as we can figure out their identities
What is it, then we can start with this and slowly get in touch with it. For example, if they open a supermarket, we often go shopping there, and slowly show our identity. "
"I'm sure they would be interested in a pure elf."
Siatas touched her chin, as if she was thinking carefully, and after a moment, she nodded.
"Just do it."
Trier, Boulevard District, Psychic Magazine
society.
The Extraordinary gathering is going on smoothly. All the Extraordinary people attending the gathering are covered in black robes and communicating enthusiastically.
"The next gentleman's request." The waiter came
He got a new big blackboard and read it out loud.Gold (about 1,000 pounds) to learn the whereabouts of the seals that have been leaked from the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun recently."
"Is there any lady or gentleman willing to take over this business~"
The pretty waitress said this, raised her hand and blew a kiss, which made the men below feel excited.
However, among these people with surging emotions, the participant sitting at the back was not included.
"This is a gathering of Beyonders organized by the Aurora Society," the man blinked his deep blue eyes, "Well, if someone notarizes it, at least the authenticity of the information can be guaranteed."
"I never thought that as a cardinal of the Storm Church, I would one day sneak into the wild Beyonder circle to obtain information...
He closed his eyes, "Things change so fast."
Ten minutes later.
The waiter handed a note to the disguised Storm Church leader, and Gayes couldn't wait to open the note and read it.
[48,000 Felkin in exchange for the flow chart of the sealed items. Both parties will submit it to Mr. K for inspection and notarization]
After reading it, Gayas wrote the word "agree" on the note without hesitation and handed the note back to the waiter.
About fifteen minutes later, he received a chart.
Gayas couldn't wait to open the chart and look at it carefully.
"The reason for the outflow of the sealed objects this time is unknown, but the outflow of the sealed objects has a clear direction."
'The seals mainly flow to three places: the city
Area 2: The Carbonari in the Square Area, Area 3: The Tamsui Wharf Area. In addition to these three, there are also some scattered seals flowing to other places, but I am not clear about them.'
Gayas put down the note, pinched his eyebrows, and thought carefully.
"These three districts are not small... I'm afraid I'll have to search them carefully."
"This note can clearly point out the seal
The flow of sealed objects, it seems that there is a high probability that there is an underground industry chain reselling sealed objects in Trier.
And that batch of sealed objects was resold through this industry chain."
"The person who can run this kind of industry chain either has an organization behind him or has the strength of a demigod... Otherwise, he will definitely be killed by the side effects of the sealed item...
"Let's go to the market area first and see if we can catch the tail of this industry chain and get more information."
After thinking about it, Gayes stood up and walked out of Mr. K's extraordinary gathering.
Soon after Gayas left, a man
He walked up to Mr. K and whispered something in his ear.
"Alpe sent someone to discuss business with me?" Mr. K turned to look at his department.
Next, "What does he want to buy or sell?"
"It is said to be a holy relic of the Church of the Storm," the subordinate whispered, "It is said to have recently flowed out of the Church of the Eternal Sun."
"Does he think I'm a fool?" Mr. K curled his lips. "Is he planning to use the Purifier to destroy us and take over the extraordinary market share in the Boulevard District?"
"It's such a hot potato, whoever wants it can have it, but I don't want it."
"But, Mr. K," the subordinate seemed to have
Different opinion, "That holy object corresponds to the path of the storm
Demigod, if you can get that item, wouldn't you have the main ingredient for the potion to advance to Sequence 4?"
"That's true," Mr. K sighed.
"But I've only been a shepherd for a few days, the potion hasn't even started to digest yet, and I can only herd three people.
"Based on my current strength, even if I buy
I'm afraid I won't be able to save it from the Purifier, and I'll lose everything."
"Then we can request reinforcements?" the subordinate suggested.
"That is a holy object, a saint will definitely come."
"But there are no saints available right now.
"Mr. K said irritably, "Among the five great saints, Lord Leo Master is missing, the other two have gone to Loen, and the remaining two are still responsible for the entire southern continent."
"There's no free time."
Chapter 155 Company
Footsteps of people coming and going stepped on the ground, and carriages of various colors drove across the wide road, heading in all directions.
Pedestrians were either traveling alone or in groups, talking about the place.
Some of them, based on their ignorance of the nature of the world, talk about the reality of wind, rain, day and night in a purely rational world.
Some of them know a little bit of the extraordinary and yearn for a power that transcends the mundane world.
Others know the truth about the extraordinary world, but remain silent, waiting for the night to fall and the party to begin.
And these people who traveled together included the two ancient people who spanned thousands of years.
"Metropolis," Mobet looked at the novelties all around him on the streets, "We didn't have these things back then."
"Indeed, there aren't any," Siatas said as she walked beside Mobet, "some have changed as well."
They walked past a priest who was preaching to the citizens in the square. The priest was dressed in a white robe and holding the Holy Book of the Sun. He was undoubtedly a clergyman of the Church of the Eternal Sun.
"In my time, humans who worshipped the sun only prayed to the cross," Siatas casually looked at the priest's holy sun light, "and the current sun emblem is undoubtedly not a cross."
"That's right, Snowman prayed to the cross." Mobet nodded, "Whatever the name of the god he believed in, it definitely included the sun."
"According to the results of the spiritual communication, Admiral Deepwater always met with the Constantine family at 44 Bernardi Street."
Soon, the two of them stopped in front of a building and looked up at the sign on the small building in front of them.
"here."
[Dark Gray Blue Funeral Company]
"Funeral company?" Siatas repeated it again, somewhat awkwardly. "I roughly understand what [company] means, but what is [funeral]?"
"Does that mean to bury the dead?"
"Almost, but it should also include cremation and
Other methods...Mobet stared at the sign, "The Constantine family's external identity is... a company that buries the dead?"
"Are you sure? According to common sense,
The company that owns this is the Eggers family, right?"
"I can't imagine elves living in Phoenix
In the country of," Siatas seemed to be still a little unresponsive, "This is ridiculous."
"Please make way, thank you."
Perhaps to interrupt their doubts,
Perhaps to prove the absurdity of this situation, a voice
The sound came from behind the two of them.
"Please give way."
Mobet and Siatas turned around and saw several staff members carrying a large black coffin and walking towards them.
They all wore the company's uniform, and even the protective film wrapped around the coffin had the company's logo.
"Excuse me, may I ask which
What are you doing?" Mobet immediately changed his face into a curious one, "Why are you moving such a big coffin?"
"Hey, young man, do you even need to ask this?" The leader waved his hand. "We are a funeral company. We have to deal with coffins, dead people, and cemeteries."
"This is the new coffin our purchasing manager purchased. Look at the texture, color and wood. It is absolutely first-class!!"
"Although our company is small,
We are definitely the best funeral company in Intis!! No doubt about it!!"
he.
The leader looked at him expectantly.
"Are you interested in buying yourself a coffin?
To tell you the truth, I also work in the sales department, so I'll give you a 50% discount!!"
"No, no, no….
..."Mobe
Te quickly waved his hand, "I'm just curious.
"Oh, I thought I had another success...
As he said this, he sighed and continued to direct his employees.
Moved.
Soon, this group of people entered the company and saw
If the immortals manage the door of the biotechnology company, Tai Li Chuan andAs they disappeared through the company's door, Mobet and Xiatas also wisely walked away, and within a few minutes, Jiujiang Company was left behind.
"I will never spend money there," after walking away, Siatas clenched her fists and said firmly, "I would rather fight that lieutenant general ten more times!!"
"That's right, we have to try another approach." Mobet rubbed his temple with his hand, "If we can't start with the company, then we can start with...
"Both of you~"
Suddenly, an enchanting voice called them. They turned around and saw that the voice came from a beautiful girl who was wearing hot and sexy clothes.
Only then did they realize that they had walked into a street full of people and nights. The smell of cigarettes and alcohol had already filled the place when they were not paying attention, and they were not aware of it until now.
This was not their fault. After all, coming from ancient times, they could not imagine why there would be such a noisy street so close to a funeral home.
"You two are from other places, right?" The girl approached them without any sense of distance. "Have you ever experienced the high-end opera ballroom in Trier?"
"An opera only costs 1 Filkin (about 1.2 soles)~~ If you are willing to spend an extra 1 Filkin, you can have a whole night of conversation with our actors."
"It's very affordable, right?" The girl winked at Mobet.
The moment this thought flashed through Xiatas's mind, her face turned dark.
Almost instinctively, she clenched her fists, and a barely perceptible breeze began to spread.
But before her anger accumulated to a certain critical point, Mobet simply grabbed her waist and pushed and pulled her away.
"Sorry, not interested!!" Mobet responded with a smile, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, "We have other things to do."
"Alas," the pretty girl sighed when she saw that she had not attracted any customers, "your loss."
Soon, the figures of Mobet and Siatas disappeared from her sight. The girl also stretched her arms and legs, regained her spirit, and prepared to continue to attract customers.
"Really?" She adjusted her hair irritably, "business is getting harder and harder."
"It's all because of that damned [Fancy Opera and Ballroom], which has taken away all the customers from our store."
"And that damned opera house only charges half a filgin to watch a play, and half a filgin to sleep with someone... Aren't these low prices killing us in the same industry?"
"Half a Felkin... is almost the cost price, there is no profit at all, it's a shame for them to continue operating!!"
"The owner of that dance hall must be an unsatisfied [DATA EXPUNGED]!! One day he will die on a man's belly!!"
"Hey, Rose!!"
At this moment, a tall and strong young man
The man came over and greeted her with a smile.
"Three Felkins for one night, come?"
"Of course, Mr. Garrard Martin
"Mr.," the dancer said with a smile, "you are an old customer...
In the distance, Siatas, who had already walked away, shook off Mobet's hand, and the slight, negligible blush on her face caused by the embrace around her waist completely disappeared.
"Why are you blocking me?!" She stared at Mobet, "You are protecting that prostitute?!"
"Don't cause trouble in the street...Mobet quickly lowered his hand to signal to lower his voice, "Do you want to be attacked by the authorities?!"
"Didn't you kill a scum? How come you can kill the scum but I can't kill [DATA EXPUNGED]?!" There was a flash of lightning in Siatas' eyes.
"If you don't give me an explanation, you'll be beaten!!"
"The reason is simple," Mobet closed his eyes, "You hit the wrong person."
د"I hit the wrong person?" Siatas' eyes narrowed dangerously, and her clothes began to move slightly without wind. "Then who should I hit?"
"You should kill the person who forced her to sell her body," Mobet opened his eyes, and a few small insects crawled through his eyes. "Rather than a puppet, shouldn't the puppeteer be eliminated?"
Siatas's fist came like lightning, hitting Mobet directly.
Mobet did not dodge or avoid, but simply stood there and stared at Siatas's fist.
Her fist went straight past Mobet's head and stayed on the side of his head without hitting him. It was only then that the wind from the fist blew up Mobet's clothes and hair.
"Are you calm now?" Mobet raised his left hand and held the wrist that she had hit on the side of his left ear. "Shatas?"
"Calm down..." Siatas slowly withdrew her left hand, "I... shouldn't be so impulsive."
"I just can't accept someone doing this in front of me…" Siatas turned her face away and blushed, a rare occurrence.
"Can't I be intimate with me in front of you?" Mobet had already seen through Siatas's subtext, "I see."
"I understand." He smiled and said, "Let's go.
As he spoke, he grabbed Siatas's hand, and the space shattered, as if everything that had just happened was in an illusion.
"Let's go, find a way to contact your people."
"Um."