Amid the steam of the industrial revolution, mysteries surge beneath the surface. Cults and secret societies seek the extraordinary in the shadows, while hidden gods gaze upon humanity from the hea...
"No, I have verified the true identity of this corpse. He is the Dark Gold 'Broken Bengo', indeed a gargoyle, there is no doubt about that." Looking at the corpse in front of him, Bosque muttered with his eyes wide open. After he finished speaking, without waiting for Mador to say anything else, he stood up directly, and then looked solemnly at Brandon in the room.
"Mr. Brandon, I have examined the body and there is nothing wrong with it. Thank you to the master you serve for helping me. I am Bosco, and one of the bargaining chips that the Artisans Guild has prepared for that master is here."
As he spoke, in front of Mador's somewhat surprised eyes, Bosque opened another suitcase, took out an oil paper bag from it and politely handed it to Brandon. Brandon took it and said with a smile.
"Thank you both for your hard work. I have to go back and report now. I will leave first."
Brandon said this, then quickly left the room with the oil paper bag, opened the door and walked out. Only Bosc with a serious expression and Mador with a confused look were left in the room.
Looking at the corpse on the stretcher in the distance, Mador's expression became a little strange, and he walked directly towards Bosque.
"So he is Bengo the Broken Body? Humph, I didn't expect the dead man was this old guy. It's a happy thing. But it's enough to be able to confirm that it's him. Isn't your reaction a bit too much?" Mador said to Bosque, and Bosque looked at him, pointed at the corpse on the ground and said.
"Come and see the wound here."
"hurt?"
Listening to Bosque's words, Mador walked to the side of the stretcher, bent down to check the body lying on it, and then Mador found that the shirt of the body had been taken off, and there was a very obvious scar on the exposed chest.
It was a circular hole located on the left chest, which was unusually regular and went through the entire chest. When Madore saw the hole, his eyes widened.
"Is this... an external injury?! And it's so big. The Broken Body Bengo... shouldn't it be a gargoyle? Such a big external injury is..."
Looking at the wounds on the corpse in front of him, Mador murmured in disbelief. Broken Body Bengo is a gargoyle, an extraordinary being of the Chalcedonian "Stone" with defenses comparable to steel. How could he have such serious injuries!
Mador thought about how the mercenary dealt with the gargoyle. It could be mental or soul involvement, but there would be no wounds on his body. It could be that he was restrained by the powerful power of the cup and slowly killed by a method similar to suffocation, and the wounds on his body would not be like this. It could be that the powerful power of the shadow forcibly broke his armor. If that was the case, he should have various sharp wounds on his body, not such a regular hole through the heart.
Mador and Bosco had discussed the cause of death of the Troyes Gargoyle when they came, and they agreed that it was unlikely that the mercenary could defeat the gargoyle on a semi-material level, but they didn't expect that this would be the case.
For the gargoyle, even a rifle shot would only cause a puncture wound. What kind of attack could create such a one-shot piercing effect?
"Horrible... What kind of attack is so powerful that it can penetrate the gargoyle...Beng Ge, the Broken Body, actually died from this kind of injury..."
"There's more. Come here and take a closer look at the inside of the wound." Squatting beside the stretcher, Bosc pointed at the corpse and continued to speak. After hearing what Bosc said, Mador also leaned forward in confusion, looking at the inside and edge of the wound, and then he suddenly found a circle of burnt black.
"This is... a mark left by high temperature burns. Was this hole actually burned out? He was burned out by the extraordinary attack of the Fire Control Technique. Is that mercenary from the Sunfire Path?" Looking at the charred marks on the wound, Mador blurted out, although he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"No... Isn't the Broken Body Bengo a gargoyle? Isn't it able to absorb all the spiritual attacks of the elemental? How could it be burned through directly! How high a temperature must it be... And how can the flame be so highly concentrated to burn only a small spot?"
Mador said in disbelief, and Bosque beside him heaved a sigh of relief after hearing these words, and then continued speaking.
"Gargoyles are naturally able to restrain all elemental users... This is indisputable. If an elemental user wants to kill a gargoyle with an elemental attack, he can only increase his own elemental attack to a level above the gargoyle's endurance limit. This is not something a Cretaceous-level elemental user can do..."
Bosc said this seriously. Listening to his words, Mador at the side swallowed his saliva and then recalled the fire he had seen in the newspaper before. At that time, they thought that this fire should have nothing to do with the gargoyle incident.
Because if that was really the scene of the incident, since there were explosions and fires, it was obvious that a battle had taken place on a physical level. Generally speaking, if you want to deal with the gargoyles on a physical level, it must be a fierce battle. The scale of this destruction is a bit small, but now think about it, there may be another explanation for the matter.
That is, there was a gap in rank between the mercenary and Bengo the Broken Body. The other party did not have any strength and easily killed Bengo the Broken Body, so there were few signs of damage at the scene.
Such a guess emerged in Mador's mind, and this guess was very consistent with another guess he had before. That is, even if the mercenary had a close and trusting relationship with someone in the General Workshop, it now seemed that that someone might really be a senior figure in the General Workshop. After all, the one who had a close relationship with Chi Yu should be Chi Yu.
"In other words, the mercenary, the lord served by Brandon, is a Skyfire Saint? Is he a member of the church?" With his own guess, Mador said to Bosk, and Bosk also answered after hesitation.
"It's very likely. If this is the case... wouldn't the General Workshop be cooperating with the church in terms of force? Unless there are Skyfire Saints in this world who are not under the control of the church."
Bosque said seriously, and for a moment they both felt as if they had vaguely seen a glimpse of the unspeakable secrets among the top leaders of the Artisans Guild, and they couldn't help but feel a slight chill down their spines.
"Don't think too much. We shouldn't be thinking about things like this. Let's just transport the body back first."
"Oh..."
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In the early morning, somewhere in Troyes, in a high-end suite in another hotel, Dorothy was sitting by the window, having breakfast while putting her copy of "The Voyage of the Sea" on the table. She held a grilled sausage in her left hand and wrote on the pages with a pen in her right hand.
"You guys have finished gaining experience, can you tell me the information from your side?"
When she had finished, Dorothy took a big bite of the grilled sausage, and at that moment, neat block letters appeared on the page.
"Have you gained experience? That's not bad. They are quite fast. I won't confirm the result here. I'll tell you directly, Miss Neighbor, you want information about the Star Number Book Repair Society, right?"
"Of course. Do you know any secret ruins of the Book Repair Society? At least a larger one."
"I don't know about the secret ruins, but I do know the people who frequent the secret ruins. Miss Neighbor, do you know about the Haisha Society?"
"The Haisha Society? What is that?"
"It is a treasure-stealing society. They are active in a wide area, and they carry out excavation of various ancient relics. They are the only one among many treasure-stealing societies that has a record of excavating multiple relics of the Xingshu Xiushu Society. Just by selling 'Qi', they have become one of the most financially powerful treasure-stealing societies. Among all the treasure-stealing societies, they are the one that has the most in-depth dealings with the Xingshu Xiushu Society."