A breeze slipped in from beneath the towering mangroves, causing the leaves to tremble.

Dressed in a windbreaker, Yan Jiu looked exactly like someone on vacation, provided one ignored the murderous intent in her eyes.

Ignoring the sorcerer's verbal command to stop, the countless talismans rushed into the snake horde, and finally, proudly and arrogantly, they crashed down on the sorcerer, carrying the snake carcasses with them.

The compass rose into the air and appeared in front of Yan Jiu. The innate Bagua Taiji diagram grew from small to large, and the compass was calculating how many people the sorcerer had karmic connections with based on the user's consciousness.

Yan Jiu's gaze froze.

She suddenly looked up.

His sharp gaze seemed to pierce through the air.

The sorcerer was covered in snake blood, and he pondered how to avoid this undeserved disaster.

But what Yan Jiu said next horrified him.

"You are not a real sorcerer."

The sorcerer's alarm blared.

Instantly, panic swept over the sorcerer, and only one thought filled his mind: She actually knew!

How could this be!?

Even the Thousand Faces in the Rosicrucian Cross didn't know that he and his elder brother were two different people, so how could the person in front of him know?

The brother-obsessed sorcerer gritted his teeth, contemplating how to commit suicide to escape Yan Jiu: "You're my brother's enemy, aren't you? Ha, don't even think about using me to threaten my brother!"

Yan Jiu sneered.

She looked at the man whose soul was also stained with blood, swooped down, and pierced the sorcerer's chest with her left hand.

The sorcerer's chest was cut open, and through the round hole, one could see the scenery behind him.

His hands trembled as he tried to turn to his older brother for help, just like before, but this time he didn't have the chance.

The sorcerer fell straight backward.

He died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

Yan Jiu clutched her still-beating heart: "I thought bad people's hearts would be black."

The compass not only showed that the sorcerer was not a true sorcerer, but also showed that there was a causal relationship between the sorcerer and the bone-piercing needle that Lang Zongyi was hit by. This means that the sorcerer brothers are even more deserving of being reduced to ashes than those in District 17.

Yan Jiu never intended to threaten anyone.

She will not let any person connected to Lang Zongyi's death go unpunished.

Yan Jiu burned the sorcerer's body to ashes and scattered the ashes into the flowing water. She kept the heart, deciding to provoke the sorcerer's "elder brother" another day.

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The moment the sorcerer died.

The black-clad sorcerer, far away in Country Y, suddenly experienced a sharp pain in his chest. Usually, nothing could bend his back, but this time the pain was so intense that he couldn't straighten up.

"Siam, what's wrong?"

The man was dressed in aristocratic attire.

His narrow eyes narrowed to slits as he stepped down from the high chair and approached the black-clad sorcerer.

Siam bit his lip, his hatred reaching his eyes: "Someone killed my only blood relative."

Leviathan raised an eyebrow.

Before he subdued Siam, he naturally learned about their situation and knew that Siam had an incompetent brother.

Now that Siam's fatal weakness has been resolved, it means that it can be used even more effectively by him.

Leviathan gave me a strange sense of pleasure.

But he didn't show it.

Leviathan knew the eyes were heading to Country T: "Acid and a distress message had been received."

Yan Jiu's appearance rendered all of Rose Cross's efforts in Country Z futile.

Left with no other choice, the Rose Cross moved to Country Y, further concealing its methods of collecting fortune.

Dolls are a great disguise.

However, Yan Jiu discovered it, which led to the dolls being subject to special inspections when they were shipped from Y country to various places.

When Leviathan thought of Yan Jiu, he thought of Baphomet, who had been injured by Yan Jiu.

His expression paused slightly.

Leviathan frowned and said, "It shouldn't be Yan Jiu. Go back and collect his ashes. With ashes, you can summon his soul. At that time, I will borrow the summoning banner from the commander."

The Siamese man was moved to tears: "Thank you, Your Excellency."

Watching Siam depart.

Leviathan then looked at Lou Nayu: "You came to my palace just to water the flowers?"

Beside the openwork window sill.

Lou Nayu held a watering can that was completely out of character for him, and kept watering a rose that was about to drown.

Leviathan narrowed his eyes: "Lounayu."

In the Rosicrucian Cross, apart from Rahu, the leader, Lonayu was the only Leviathan who was completely incomprehensible.

Compared to the seemingly harmless Runayu, Leviathan is like a giant whale that has stumbled into a school of sardines, exuding the oppressive aura of a king at the top of the food chain.

But this king showed signs of defeat when facing Lou Nayu.

Wait until the flowerpot can no longer hold any water.

Lou Nayou then leisurely withdrew his hand: "Luo Hou asked me to tell you that the vampires are suspected of cooperating with Yan Jiu. Noah's Ark is about to land, and he wants you and Bafumie to intensify your research on the Heart-Protecting Scale in preparation for any eventuality."

Leviathan looked up and down at the idle people: "Why didn't he tell us himself?"

Lou Na raised his index finger, wrapped in black bandages, and pressed it to his lips: "Good question."

A gentle breeze blew, lifting a corner of Lou Nayu's cloak, revealing a single strand of white hair on his forehead.

Following the white hair, one can see a pair of gentle eyebrows and eyes, the owner of which exudes an aura of deathly stillness.

The tension between life and death loomed over him, suggesting that he had recently exerted his vital energy and paid a heavy price to obtain something.

Leviathan's breathing was slightly labored.

After a moment of silence.

Leviathan said, word by word: "Baphomet is still recovering from its injuries, and the Heartguard is still in the experimental stage."

Lou Nayu said slowly, "You want to say that the burden on your shoulders is too heavy? Well, I will tell Luo Hou what you mean and let him encourage you with words. You're welcome."

Leviathan: "..."

He restrained himself from letting his temper explode and didn't punch Lou Nayou in the face. Leviathan pointed towards the door, his intention to expel him was as clear as it could be.

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