Chapter 170: Last Words
"Huh...Huh...What on earth is going on?"
Inside the small bathroom of a Mercedes-Benz train, Thordod sat on the toilet, stunned by the results of his perception after wasting a lot of "light".
After consuming many "lamps", Sodod finally sensed the extraordinary existence near him. However, to his surprise, it was not the "shadow" he was looking for, but the color of the "shadow".
In the perception of the Extraordinary Being "Lamp", other Extraordinary Beings all have specific colors, and "Shadow" is black. However, the Extraordinary Being that Sodod perceived this time was a strange purple color, which he had never seen before.
"What...what's going on? What kind of Beyonder is this? Could it be that guy is not Shadow? No, this strange Beyonder is very far away from me, at least one car away from me."
"Well, that guy has such a strange ability, he is definitely not an apprentice-level Shadow, he should be a Black Soil... No matter what I say, my Light is not as good as his Shadow, so the one I detected should not be him, but another type of Extraordinary. There are other Extraordinary people on this train!"
In a short period of time, Sodod sorted out his thoughts, roughly confirmed the current situation, and then an idea came to his mind.
"Now... this is all I can do..."
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In the dark wilderness, the steam train continued to roar forward. Suddenly, there was a lot of white smoke. Thinking that there was a fire, the train crew rushed to put out the fire. However, when they opened the window to disperse the white smoke, they were surprised to find that there was no trace of fire at all. The compartment where the white smoke originated was now empty. There was nothing inside. The suitcase that had fallen on the ground was nowhere to be seen.
In a private compartment of a first-class carriage near the front of the train, Dorothy, who was leaning on the sofa and looking bored, looked at the conductor running back and forth in the aisle with some curiosity, and a trace of doubt arose in her heart.
"Did something happen outside? Was there a fire?"
Dorothy murmured this, and after a moment's worry, she saw that no alarm bells sounded, nor did the train slow down, so she thought to herself that it was probably no big deal.
"It shouldn't be anything... Never mind, I'll just sit for a while and then go to bed. In this day and age, without cell phones, I can only go to bed this early."
As she thought about it, Dorothy looked at the ring of concealment on her hand, which was passed down from her mother, and checked the spiritual condition inside. She would check the spiritual condition of the ring about every half a day to confirm whether it had been inadvertently exposed by any extraordinary ability to detect forms.
Although so far, Dorothy's ring of concealment has only been effective in resisting a wave of hunters' detection at Buck's house, and has not been effective at other times, but just in case, Dorothy still checks the spiritual status of the ring regularly every day.
Dorothy originally thought that the ring should be the same as before, and the spiritual condition inside should remain unchanged. However, after checking it this time, she was stunned.
Dorothy, sitting on the sofa, discovered that the "shadow" in her ring of concealment had completely disappeared. The two points of "shadow" that she had originally stored in the ring were now gone!
"What's going on? I've been detected by some extraordinary power? And this 'shadow' was all used up in one breath, there is no 'shadow' in the ring, does this mean that I may have been detected? ! '
Looking at the condition of the ring on her hand, Dorothy was surprised and at the same time she immediately became alert. She looked around to see if there was anything unusual around her. Although she did not find anything unusual, she had already determined that she might be in danger.
"My position may have been exposed. There may be other Beyonders on this train. I must take measures."
As she was thinking, Dorothy took out her magic box, opened the lid and enlarged the entrance, then she took out the zombie ring and put it on and began to control the zombies stored in the magic box. Suddenly, a zombie wearing a windbreaker, a top hat, deep eyes and a high nose crawled out of the magic box and stood in Dorothy's private room. This was the zombie Edric.
At this moment, there was a knock on Dorothy's private room. Dorothy looked at the door of her private room. It was obvious that there was someone outside, and it was very likely the Beyonder who detected her!
Realizing this, Dorothy quickly crawled under the bed and lay there motionless. Then she manipulated Edrick to pull out his pistol, came to the door, and asked.
"Who is it?"
"Hoo...Hoo... Sir inside, hoo...Hoo... I know you are a Beyonder, please open the door. I have something important to ask of you. Anyway, please open the door first..."
Outside the door, there was a weak voice. Dorothy was slightly startled after hearing it.
"You need my help? And this voice..."
Dorothy thought so, and then she controlled a gecko corpse that she had released in advance and crawled out from the gap under the door of the private room. She looked at the scenery outside the door and found a man with bloodstained clothes, holding his abdomen, leaning against the door frame, gasping for breath with a pale face. Seeing this scene through the vision of the gecko corpse, Dorothy's heart sank.
"As expected, he is injured, and it is quite serious. Judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem to be looking for trouble with me..."
After confirming the situation outside the dream, Dorothy manipulated Edrick at the door to open the door of the private room. The man outside the door immediately strode in and sat down on the ground weakly. Edrick immediately closed the door and questioned the man in front of him with a pistol in his hand.
"Who are you? What's your identity? What happened? What do you want to ask of me?"
Edrick asked bluntly, and the other party looked at Edrick after taking a few breaths and said solemnly.
"I'm Thordod Short, a captain of the Ulster Security Bureau. I was attacked while on a transport mission. The items I was transporting were stolen, and I was seriously injured. Now I'm relying on the strengthening of the Life-Saving Talisman to hang on, but I can't hold on for long... huh..."
"He's actually someone from the Security Bureau? And he's from Ulster, didn't he just pass through this city not long ago? He said he got on the bus there?" Dorothy thought so while hiding under the bed as she listened to Thordod's words, and then she manipulated Edric to continue asking.
"What is that thing you're carrying? Who attacked you?"
"Huh... Huh... I don't know, I don't know any of this. The item was sent back by the investigation team we sent to the Razor Mountains. I was assigned the task of escorting this item to the Vivian Headquarters. And I don't know who the guy who attacked me is... I can only be sure that he is a Shadow Beyonder, probably a Black Soil, who can walk through walls. It is very likely that he is a Shadow-Assisted Stone Wall Walker..."
"Wanderer? The book that Aldridge gave me before said that if you choose the elemental route, you can advance to become a wind mage. This wanderer seems to have been promoted through other promotion ceremonies..."
Listening to Thordod's words, Dorothy thought so. She understood that even if the spiritual nature of the master and the assistant was the same, different advancement rituals would result in different ranks after promotion, such as "Cup" for "Thirsty" and "Taster".
Just as Dorothy was thinking about something, Thordod's breathing became more and more rapid. He looked at Edric with wide eyes and continued to speak.
“Hu…Hu…Although, although I don’t know who you are or which organization you belong to, but…but now I want to ask you to take back the items I transported! Then, help me send them to the headquarters of the Security Bureau in Tivian. As long as you can send the items there, the people in the headquarters will definitely give you a generous reward…That thing is in my box. Although I don’t know what’s inside…but I absolutely cannot let it fall into the hands of those dangerous gangs and cults…um…ah…”
As he spoke, Thordod's body began to tremble. His eyes widened and he looked at Edric and spoke his last words.
“Please…”
As the effect of the sanitarium that was keeping Thordod alive began to wear off, he spat out his last mouthful of blood, then his head tilted and he greeted death with wide eyes.
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