Chapter 330 Edwin

The mouse pulled over a chair, half-leaned on the back, and leisurely looked at the two trembling bodies. The smile on his face became more and more wanton, even crazy.

Edwin's body gradually calmed down. He leaned forward on the table, his eyes full of twisting bloodshot and flashes of scarlet. He stared straight at the mouse in front of him, but his eyes were empty and unfocused.

Light green mucus flowed from his mouth, nostrils, and corners of his eyes, and dark green patterns appeared on his face, as if the roots of a plant were growing beneath his skin.

After a while, his body trembled violently, and a few gray bubbles came out of his mouth. Then he slowly sat up, the blood red in his eyes faded, and the strange image on his face disappeared.

The mouse opened its mouth and made an incomprehensible sound, which was definitely not the language of Farouk's kingdom.

Edwin showed an unhappy expression on his face and responded in the same awkward language.

The mouse smiled and said in Farouk: "This is a necessary process, man. Sometimes the host's physique is too specific to parasitize successfully."

The mouse took out a black oval egg half the height of a man: "Inside is the embryo of the evil beast. The spell to activate the embryo is... We only have three days to do it, and we must evacuate after three days."

The mouse paused and said solemnly, "The evil beast is a modified species. It is more greedy, bloody, and more dangerous."

There were granular protrusions on the giant egg, forming a twisted and strange pattern, and it was still trembling regularly. Edwin heard a sound similar to a heartbeat.

He put the giant egg into a worn backpack with frayed straps and nodded silently: "Got it, I will find a few more prostitutes tonight and spend this wonderful night with them."

"That's great," the mouse pointed at the man still lying on the ground and said, "Go ahead and do your work. I'll wait and see if this man has been successfully parasitized."

Edwin didn't say anything. He picked up his backpack and walked out without saying a word.

The fellow from the Brotherhood of Stonemasons greeted him, "Boss, are you going out?"

Edwin gave him a cold look and walked past him.

"What's wrong with you, boss? Someone is going to be in trouble tonight," the guy thought to himself and left quickly.

The lamb has been slaughtered.

The copper-plated tavern sign was hung on an extended iron pole. When the wind blew, the sign swayed and made a "creaking" sound, which was drowned out by the noise in the tavern.

Edwin kicked open the door of the tavern, and the noise suddenly quieted down. The drinkers inside turned their heads with ill intentions, staring at the door with a gloating look.

Anyone who comes to the Stonemasons Brotherhood's territory to cause trouble will have his bones chopped into pieces tonight and fed to the winning dogfight.

The fat tavern owner crossed his arms across his chest, the fat on his face trembling, and a cold look in his eyes.

After seeing who was coming, the drinkers turned around one after another. The momentary silence seemed like an illusion, and the hall became noisy again.

The boss walked out of the counter and trotted to Edwin. His abdomen was undulating, and it was really difficult for him to be able to run with his horizontally developed body.

"Boss, you are here, what would you like to drink? We have a batch of newly brewed malt beer."

Edwin interrupted the fat boss's chattering coldly: "Find all the prostitutes nearby for me now. I want them now. I want to have a good time today."

"ah?"

The boss was a little dazed. According to the information he got from the person involved, the boss looked mighty, but he was actually thin and short, and he was also a quick shooter. Why was he so interested today? Edwin was slightly angry, and his voice became more gloomy: "Don't you understand what I say?"

"Well," the boss responded, coughed to cover up, and said:

"I'll help you prepare it."

"Gather them all and send them to my room at once. Also, if you hear anything, just pretend you didn't hear it. I want to try something new."

"Hmm," the boss's head looked like a chicken pecking at rice.

Edwin glanced at his boss's belly, smiled evilly, and turned to go upstairs.

The fat boss felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. He wiped the non-existent beads of sweat from his forehead and told his waiter to do his job.

In just twenty minutes, the eight prostitutes, both plump and thin, were brought to Edwin's room, which was a large suite with two rooms.

The prostitute who had interacted with the president of the Masons Brotherhood said delicately, "Hey, what do you want to do today, Mr. Edwin?"

Edwin stood up and pointed to the large bed covered with red velvet:

"Close your eyes. Everyone lie on the bed. No matter what you hear, you must not open your eyes."

"Are you going to play so wild? Everyone knows how powerful you are. Are you going to surrender your weapons when facing so many people one by one?"

The prostitutes who knew the situation were stunned and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Hurry up," Edwin urged.

The prostitutes had no choice but to do as they were told.

Edwin raised his knife and quickly knocked everyone unconscious.

Then he took the huge black egg to the bed and chanted a spell.

As the spell was chanted, the huge black egg began to vibrate faster and faster, its color began to fade, and a chewing sound could be heard from inside the egg.

After reciting the spell, Edwin left and stood at the door. When he saw cracks appearing on the giant egg, he walked into another room.

Soon, a black, eyeless monster crawled out of the giant egg. It had a human-like body and a tail like a steel whip.

The monster was immediately attracted by the female creature in front of it, and it climbed up. Similar scenes occurred in every corner of the Whitechapel area under the cover of night.

Edwin listened to the noise, calculated the time and walked out of the room.

Newly born evil beasts are not strong and have not yet entered the realm of transcendents. Apart from their crazy reproductive instincts, they only have the desire to eat.

However, these monsters cannot be exposed now, so he has to do the final finishing work.

When the evil beast saw another creature coming in, it opened its big mouth full of sharp teeth and let out a low roar.

Edwin stepped back, luring the beast out of the room.

The evil beast chased outwards, a silver light flashed, and its corpse separated, and gray sticky fluid flowed out.

"This thing doesn't seem powerful at all. Is it possible for it to complete the mission it was given?"

Edwin hid the evil beast, splashed cold water on the prostitutes to wake them up, gave each of them ten silver coins, and forced them to leave.

The evil beast embryo will develop rapidly and will mature in two to three days.

They secrete a special hormone that can make these pregnant women have strong maternal desires.

The next day, the prostitutes' bellies grew bigger, and hundreds of pregnant women appeared in Whitechapel overnight.

Flanders was checking the intelligence submitted by the airship troops. There was only one simple line of words on it: "The enemy has not made any unusual movements."

He nodded slightly, threw the intelligence aside, and said to himself: "It feels a little unreal that the war ended so easily."

There were hurried footsteps outside the door, followed by a knock on the door: "Archbishop, urgent news."

"Come in."

Harry pushed open the door and said, "Archbishop, a large number of humanoid monsters have appeared in the Whitechapel area, and the City Hall has requested our assistance."

"What kind of monster?"

Harry handed over the document: "This is the information compiled by the City Hall."

Flanders took the document, glanced through it quickly, and his face turned livid.

He threw the document to the ground fiercely: "Waste."

The documents show that the monsters first appeared four days ago. They are active at night and hide during the day. They are agile and nimble. The police force in the Whitechapel area is weak and there is a large flow of people. The anomalies that were initially discovered were not taken seriously.

If a chapel had not been destroyed, the matter would not have been reported to the church.

The destruction of the church is a slap in the face of the church.

Flanders put his hands behind his back, walked back and forth for a few circles, then stopped and said, "Harry, you are responsible for this matter personally. I have read the files and the situation is complicated. We must resolve the problem as soon as possible.

Well, I will assign 10 second-level extraordinary people and 100 crusader warriors to assist you."

The files show that the first victims were ordinary people, and then extraordinary people were killed, which shows that the monster grew very quickly.

"Yes, sir."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"One more thing," Flanders lowered his voice:

"Although I don't understand the mechanism of the City Hall Security Bureau, such a big mess was only reported now. Someone must have hidden the information."

"You mean, there's a mole in the patrol team?"

"We can't rule out this possibility. You should be careful and don't easily trust the information from anyone other than the church's warriors. I think this is also the reason why the city hall came to ask for help."

Judging from the description in the file, the matter could have been resolved by the City Hall itself with its own strength, but the City Hall actually requested assistance, indicating that there were some internal problems.

"Understood. I will ensure that the task is completed."

"Well, go out and do some work."

What Flanders didn't know was that even though he had overestimated the complexity of the matter, he had unexpectedly underestimated it.

Audrey took a sip of red wine and said:

“Crown has decided to stay in the Rhine Parish. If nothing unexpected happens, the family will choose to establish a branch here.

According to the head of the family, if a branch is established, a fourth-level transcendent will be sent to take charge.

If I'm not mistaken, that person should be me."

Eliza opened her eyes wide: "Aunt, no way, you are now a fourth-level extraordinary person. In terms of potential, you should be better than Uncle Kano."

Kano is another Silver-rank warrior in the McLean family, but he is already over a hundred years old, and his hope of making further progress in the future is slim.

The aunt was still young, only in her forties. She believed that the aunt could get more resources in the family, and maybe she could become a fifth-level strongman in the near future.

Audrey shook her head slightly, her eyes indifferent and distant: "As the spiritual concentration in the world increases, the difficulty of the extraordinary people's advancement will gradually decrease. There will be more and more fourth-level extraordinary people in the family, but the available resources will not increase much immediately, so I think the head of the family will continue to open up branches.

Firstly, it can disperse the risks. Even if something unexpected happens to the family's ancestral land, other branches can still retain the family bloodline.

Secondly, it can ensure that the resources obtained by high-level transcendents in the ancestral land will not decrease.

In any case, the importance of the ancestral land is higher than that of the branches.”

When the master of the family sent her to Rhine City, she knew what she would face.

Kano is old, and if he does not have the determination to go further, the family will convert the resources of the fourth-level extraordinary person into other benefits to compensate him. In this way, the high-level resources of the ancestral land will be more sufficient.

As the successor, Plimpton will of course stay in his ancestral home.

Since she had to leave sooner or later, Audrey decided to leave early to avoid wasting her friendship.

Another very important point is that she had an inexplicable premonition that she could benefit from the family's in-laws.

Audrey has had a very special ability since she was a child. She would occasionally have a premonition that something would be beneficial to her.

This ability helped her a lot in getting to where she is today, so when the premonition came, she made the decision.

"But it's good this way," Eliza said with a smile, "so that my aunt and I can see each other more often."

Freya raised her head and said, "Aunt, if the family establishes a branch in Rhine City, can I apply to come?"

She has someone she likes, and the person she likes loves her.

If she came to Rhine City, the obstacles to being with the other party would be much smaller.

"Of course," Audrey smiled, "I wish more third-level extraordinary people would come to help me."

The sky was filled with sunset glow and there was a constant stream of guests arriving at the door of 36 Baker Street.

Today is Crown's engagement day. Even if he is very low-key, he still has to socialize.

Among the guests, the bishop of the church was invited, my sister's family was coming, and even people from the city hall and the fraternity were coming.

At this moment, Crown was talking to the guests in the banquet hall, and he felt that his face was almost stiff from smiling.

The bell tower rang seven times, and the McLean family finally appeared.

Flanders stepped forward and raised his glass: "Dear Clown and Eliza, congratulations on your upcoming marriage! May your love remain as strong as ever. Dear guests and friends, let us raise our glasses together and wish the newlyweds a happy engagement!"

“Happy engagement!”

Everyone gave their blessings and the dance began.

Crown had never learned to dance, but he just found a dance teacher for some simple training the day before.

Fortunately, he has much better control over his body than others and can learn to dance quickly.

The fun lasted until midnight, when Crown saw off the last guest and returned to his bedroom tiredly.

"Ah," he stretched lazily, "holding a dance party is even more tiring than practicing breathing techniques."

After clearing his mind and resting for a while, Crown began to figure out the integration of breathing techniques.

On the way back, he had figured out the steps of fusion and briefly integrated the two life streams, which gave him great confidence and proved that his idea was correct.

Since the idea is correct, it is easy to deal with. The rest is just a matter of hard work.

After careful consideration for a long time, Crown was ready to put it into practice.

He first practiced the Savage Bone Breathing Technique, and under the stimulation of his qi and blood, the silver dragon swam gracefully beside him, roaring dragons, and Clown felt his body emitting a strange rhythm.

Afterwards, he began to merge his flaming breath, and his heart emitted a fiery stream of life that merged into the flowing qi and blood.

The silver dragon was lit up with golden light, and everything was so harmonious.

(End of this chapter)