Primordial Sequence

After returning home, Hannibal helped Camus treat his wounds again.

"How's it going? Did you find what you were looking for?"

Hearing this, Kamiu frowned slightly, and he went down the pit. He originally thought that this ghost was summoned using a ritual, but it was obvious that there was an ordinary pile of corpses underneath, and there was no fluctuation of ritual magic. Such a terrifying thing There has to be some movement to be summoned, right? He always felt that this thing appeared out of thin air, but none of this was logical. Why didn't it appear when he did? He originally suspected that Jack did it, but on the way back, he thought that he was the one who was resurrected from the dead. Jack must not have known about his resurrection. Moreover, if Jack had this method, he would have used it long ago, why did he wait until now? And this thing obviously came for me.

"out of thin air?"

Camus frowned and murmured, everything pointed to appearing out of thin air, and this monster appeared out of nowhere during the collapse. If she had existed before, the club would have been left dead. The question is who wants to harm him, that weird feeling of appearing out of thin air. How did it come about?

"It seems you didn't get what you wanted. What did you see when you went in?"

Kamiao turned his head and looked at Hannibal when he heard this, and spoke in a low voice.

"Several gang leaders are dead, including some civilians. Happy Street is completely dead. I think you should have seen it."

"What happened? Did you do it?"

Upon hearing this, Kamiao leaned on the sofa with his eyes closed and meditated. After a while, he quietly spoke.

"Wraith, I've already told you."

"What a resentful spirit. Should we move? This place is not far from Happy Street."

"No need... go to bed early, it'll be fine." Camus said hoarsely. He suddenly felt tired and fell into a deep sleep.

"Okay, it looks like there's no danger anymore." Seeing that Camus said it was okay, Hannibal pulled a blanket for Camus, blew out the gas lamp and left.

At noon the next day, the sleeping Camus was suddenly awakened by a rush of footsteps. When he opened his eyes, he saw an excited Hannibal opening the door and walking in, with a newspaper in his hand.

"Mr. Conan, Mr. Conan, the gang boss and several leaders died in Happy Street. The discipline house claimed that it was a gang fight. They are really a bunch of liars."

Kamiao was a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that the gang boss also died in the accident.

"Anything else? Did you mention corpse pits and underground passages?"

"No, it just says gang fight. Now Happy Street has been blocked." After hearing this, Hannibal glanced again and spoke in a low voice.

"I understand. Please give me the book over there. I'll rest for a few days."

"Okay, I'll buy some things to make up for you." After Hannibal gave the book to Camus, he hummed a tune and left. When he saw him leaving, Camus looked at the book in his hand and sighed. Something bad happened recently. The next thing happened, endlessly, who did I offend? But it's better to learn some knowledge about meteorology and mirror people while you're recovering.

A week later, in the biting cold wind, Anna, wearing a black windbreaker, stepped off the passenger ship. He looked at the endless port and neatly arranged houses in front of him and smiled softly.

"I have always heard that the city of Bilin in the Madika Empire is one of the most prosperous cities. It seems right."

"Dear Miss, do you need accommodation?" A man wearing a felt hat and an old suit asked politely after seeing Anna carrying a box.

"No, I have somewhere to go, thank you." Anna shook her head. The bigger the city, the more careful she has to be. She needs time to digest the knowledge and potions for advancing to stage three, and she also needs a stable job. These things he He has already made plans on the road. His ideal is to live in Queens, the second ring road, and then find a job as a tutor and aristocratic etiquette. Of course, text translation will also work, and she also found time to study in Creighton City. Let’s talk about the Sumerian language dedicated to ritual magic and sacrificial magic.

After thinking clearly, Anna took out the map she purchased and walked into the prosperous city.

"Find the target, with superior temperament, excellent appearance, and slim figure."

Seeing Anna's appearance, the hunters in the port area looked at each other and smiled. Isn't a foreign lady alone the best target?

Anna was unaware of this. She looked at the map intently, and then stopped a carriage.

"To Queens."

The driver was a man with a black beard, a kind smile and a simple face.

"Okay ma'am, I'll get you there safely."

At this moment, a man appeared. He was holding a wine bottle, his face was red and he looked drunk. He walked to the carriage, grabbed the suitcase and ran away. Anna was stunned for a moment and then felt funny, but in broad daylight she It was not easy to use extraordinary powers, so he could only chase after him slowly. When the driver saw the fish flying from his mouth, he looked at the people next to him and left with the cart.

After chasing for ten minutes, Anna followed the man to a church in the Sun Church. The man threw the box into the church and ran away. Before leaving, he reminded Anna.

"Miss, it's not a good habit to ride in a stranger's carriage. If I were you, I would take a large public carriage. At least it's safer. I think they are targeting you. You can go to the church and hide. I wish you good luck."

Hearing this, Anna suddenly remembered what she heard on the ship. It was said that human traffickers were rampant in Billing City. Because of the abolition of slavery, those slave traders became secret human traffickers. They targeted foreigners and young and beautiful ladies. There is even an official background. Basically, as long as you are targeted by them, you will not have a good fate. Thinking of this, Anna looked up at the disappearing figure in the distance and spoke loudly.

"What's your name? Thank you."

"Hannibal, take care of yourself." Hannibal heard her voice in the distance, said a word and squeezed into the crowd.

"Miss, are you okay? Thieves are getting more and more rampant now. I will take you to Queens right now." At this time, the coachman also drove over with a carriage. When he saw that this was the church of the Church of the Sun, a smile on his face There was a slight fear. Although the influence of the Church of the Sun in Billin City became smaller and smaller under the suppression of the Black King, no one dared to despise them. This was a church with three true gods, and even the Black King had not succeeded. God, just because people follow the rules doesn't mean they can do whatever they want.

"No, he threw my box inside. I happen to be a devout believer in the sun. Let me go in and worship." Anna smiled and said. Although she was not afraid of these people, she didn't want to cause trouble. These people dared to be so rampant. , she wouldn’t believe it without some support behind her.

"Okay... I wish you good luck, madam." The coachman glanced at the priest at the door of the church, a smile appeared on his face, and he drove away immediately.

Seeing him leaving, Anna walked towards the church. She had no faith in the Church of the Sun, but her suitcase was inside and she still needed to go in. The priest at the door also saw her. He nodded slightly to Anna and pointed to the grass. The box on top spoke in a low voice.

"You're lucky."

"Thank you, do you know who they are?" Anna lifted the box and looked at the tall church and said nonsensically.

"I know, so you are lucky. If you are afraid, you can stay here for one night." The priest placed the sacrifice on his chest, nodded three times between his eyebrows, and then spoke politely.

"No, thank you." Anna stopped asking. Since the Church of the Sun knew about it, no matter what secrets they must have, she clearly knew that she was Sequence Nine, and the aura of light still made her feel a little uncomfortable.

In a building outside the church, I saw Anna coming out of the church. A man pulled a bell, then turned and left.

Anna took out the map and walked with her head down. At this moment, he suddenly felt a few unfriendly eyes looking at him from various places. She immediately raised her lips and walked to a remote place.

"Hey... Hey, it's worth at least 50 gold coins. It's a big fish." After walking to a deserted alley, Anna put down her suitcase and looked behind her. She saw a group of men with unkind eyes blocking the entrance of the alley. She looked at him with a sneer.

Anna glanced at them calmly and looked extremely relaxed.

"Are you here? Let's start."

"Hey... He's still very calm. You'll find out later. Come on." Seeing that Anna was very calm, the leading man waved his hand, and a group of burly men rushed over.

"Laws, control." A dark black light appeared in Anna's eyes. She raised her hand extremely coldly, only to see a gas lamp appear beside her out of thin air. The moment she spoke, a strange feeling The fluctuations spread rapidly around her body. The men who came over suddenly stood there with stiff expressions. They turned around with dull eyes and looked at the man who gave the order.

"Super... Extraordinary..." Seeing such a frightening scene, the leader Man Man knew that the day was over and he had offended the Extraordinary.

"Let me go... I can guarantee that the club will not harass you, I promise." The desire to survive forced the man to kneel down and beg for mercy loudly, but those who were being controlled surrounded him, and with the sound of The screams and the smell of blood filled the alley. After a while, Anna looked at the puppets with their mouths full of blood and spoke softly.

"Kill yourself."

"Boom..." I saw men hitting the wall one after another. Their heads were suddenly bloody and bloody, and the blood mixed with pink brains was scattered all over the floor.

"It's boring." Smelling the increasingly unpleasant smell of blood in the air, Anna picked up her suitcase and left the alley.

A few minutes later, a group of people passing by discovered this place. They ran away in fear. When the command center got the news, it was already half an hour later. They looked at the corpses on the ground and shook their heads slightly.

"There is no one alive. It seems to be a suicide. There are no signs of struggle. The piece of meat in the mouth looks like human flesh. There are extremely weak magic waves. I am not sure which sequence it is."

"A bunch of human traffickers, go back and call the police station to collect the bodies." A transcendent person from the discipline center looked at the scene with disgust. He recognized who these people were and immediately turned around and left. In his opinion, these people deserved their punishment.

"Oh... That's really damn good. Let's go back to Happy Street. It seems that we are determined to eradicate the club this time." Upon hearing this, the other transcendent shrugged and turned around to leave. They were in Billing City and knew more clearly. Who do these people work for? It’s just that others are afraid of Viscount Hanni. They are not afraid of the Discipline. The negotiation with the Church of the Sun has been completed. They can mobilize enough strength to deal with this matter. As for the extraordinary person who killed people, they need to find it. It's also quite troublesome. After such a long time, ordinary methods are no longer useful, so we can only rely on the makeup artists of the discipline center, but they don't want to report this matter.