Revival of the Mysterious: Tarot Cards, Starting with the Fortune Teller

At this time, the central area picture is being played on the projection.

Saw this scene.

More than 20,000 special agents were stunned.

The nine deacons of the House of Nobles also felt a little incredible when they saw this scene.

Even the knight leader on the city wall looked confused.

He turned to look at the personal guards.

He asked, pointing to the projection outside.

"Who did this?"

The personal guard took one look and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, sir, I don't know, but it's definitely not the fault of our soldiers."

"This subordinate has never seen anything like this before."

"Sir, do you need to start in advance?"

The knight leader glanced outside the city.

A smile formed on the corner of his mouth.

smiled.

"No matter who did it, it is good for us. When there is a commotion down there, start the broadcast immediately."

"yes!"

Plan ahead though.

But this image instantly let the members of the Special Bureau know the destination, with just a little guidance.

It also saves them time looking for loved ones.

More than 20,000 professionals rushed directly to the central area.

Haha, it will be lively by then.

Viscount Gasol outside the city looked extremely ugly.

Don't say anything if your things are stolen.

Unknowingly, an image was played behind him.

Looking in the direction of the projection, I saw a man in black robes grabbing the end and constantly injecting energy.

Viscount Gasol roared angrily.

"Get him for me!!!"

More than 10 guards rushed over aggressively.

They are all Sequence 8 professionals.

But just entered within 10 meters of the other party.

One by one, they turned into soft-legged shrimps in an instant.

He just somersaulted and fell to the feet of the man in black robe.

Prone on the ground, like a believer, as pious as seeing God.

Just when everyone was about to stand up.

"Puff...!!!" A big sword suddenly appeared in everyone's sight, and the big sword swept with a cold light.

More than 10 heads rolled to the ground.

Blood sprayed everywhere.

For a moment, everyone present was silent.

What kind of ability is the most terrifying?

That is the unknown!

These more than 10 professionals are not Muggles.

They all have their own abilities, and some even wear extraordinary weapons.

However, he just lay on the ground inexplicably.

There wasn't even a chance to resist.

Leave others momentarily confused as to what to do.

Even Viscount Gasol was stunned on the spot.

Even though his title is quite high, his strength is only Sequence 7.

High platform cover.

The special agents directly in front did not know what was happening behind them.

Everyone started making noise.

"Viscount Gasol, didn't you say that the city has stabilized? Why is there a war in the central area?"

"Damn it!! There are obviously ordinary people there, but those damn Muggles are actually killing ordinary people!!"

"Open the city gate and let us in!! Otherwise we will break in!!"

Gasol heard.

I know that if I don’t explain, things will get messy.

I no longer care about the guy behind the projector.

Anyway, I’ve seen everything I should see, and I’ve also seen what I shouldn’t.

Even if the other party is arrested.

It's useless now.

He hurriedly came to the front of the high platform, raised his right hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and shouted into the loudspeaker.

"Everyone, be quiet and listen to me!!!"

"When I came out, the central area had indeed subsided. As for the image behind me, I didn't know what it was."

“As special agents, how can we cause riots just because of an image??”

"You must believe in the Duke and the nobles in the city will properly arrange this matter."

"I'm here to protect..." before he finished speaking.

Suddenly I felt something pressing against the back of my head.

"Hiss...!!" Everyone below took a breath.

in front of their eyes.

A newly knighted baronet.

He actually held a handgun and put it against the back of Viscount Gasol's head.

What a crazy move.

If civilians dare to attack nobles, it is simply an act of seeking death.

What's more, in such a public place, no matter what he does, this person will never escape death in the future.

"Is this person crazy? Dare he attack a noble?"

"what on earth is it?"

"It's too exaggerated. Who knows what's going on? He seems to be a special agent from the Duke's side, right?"

"Assaulting a noble is a capital offense! Is he crazy?"

"No, he has just been officially promoted to baron. He is also a noble and will be tried by the House of Nobles!"

Gasol was about to turn around.

I heard cold words coming from behind me.

"If you don't want your head to explode instantly, it's best not to move!"

Everyone was communicating under the high platform, and Gasol also heard it.

Knowing that behind the head is the hand cannon.

Cold sweat couldn't help but break out from his forehead.

He stood motionless.

He spoke with a vibrato.

"Don't get excited! If you have something to say, let's talk about it. What are the conditions? Can we sit down and talk about it?"

There was no sound from behind.

Gasol had no choice but to continue.

"According to the rules of the nobility, I have surrendered now and cannot be executed at will. I hope you can calm down and never let the pistol go off."

Now I heard a voice coming from behind.

"Give me the megaphone."

Gasol didn't dare to resist at all.

He passed it behind him.

Kurt took the speakerphone.

"Hey hey hey!!" It works normally after trying it.

Then he said to the special agent below.

"I will tell you a few things that may make some people emotional, but I hope to be calm at this moment."

"There are still some things that need everyone's collective help. Otherwise, at least 2/3 of the people present will die in this disaster."