Chapter 325 Escape and Ambushes
In Leonard Mitchell's eyes, these slowly formed words were like swords slowly piercing his heart!
The muscles of his body, hidden within his full body armor, were tense. Beads of cold sweat broke out on his face. His eyes widened as he looked through the narrow opening in his visor at the sealed object called "Arrodes".
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, how to cover up with lies, how to defend himself, and even use the "1-42" on his body to eliminate everyone around him and then flee to the ends of the earth.
Of course, the last thought made him despise himself.
Suddenly, Leonard's left hand, which was wearing a gauntlet, trembled slightly.
The line of bright red text continued to extend to the right, and in full view of everyone, it was stained with some green that no one noticed.
"...Do you have any unforgettable memories?"
"Yes, those are great memories I have of being with my fallen teammates."
He answered in a flat tone, as if the cold sweat on his body and the fatigue after tensing and relaxing were all illusions.
Hearing his answer, many of the Night Watchmen around him showed traces of grief on their faces. As one of the few major personnel losses in the Church of Evernight in the past three years, the tragedy of the evil god's arrival in Tingen City had spread throughout the entire Night Watchman team. They all had many complicated feelings towards this sole survivor.
Seeing that Silver Mirror Arrodes was no longer moving, the surrounding Mechanical Hearts all breathed a sigh of relief and began to analyze the scene they had just seen. They quickly determined the location of the villa based on the surrounding environment: it was in the nearby Jowood District, next to the Holy Wind Cathedral.
This is also consistent with the other party's actions of attacking the "Made-in-Punishment" and leading away the "Singer of God".
"Act quickly! That 'Apostle of Desire' hasn't gotten too far. '1-42' can lock onto his location. Leonard, be mindful of the seal's duration."
Soest checked his pocket watch and gave the order.
"Yes, Captain Soest."
Leonard took heavy steps and followed the night watchmen out of the living room.
"Old man, were you the one who interrupted the mirror's questioning just now?" He muttered under the cover of his helmet and the sound of his footsteps. "It was too dangerous! That ghost mirror almost exposed us!"
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"And that mirror also showed you similar statements?"
In the second-floor house at 15 Minsk Street, Angel sat on the sofa next to the bay window, looked at Sherlock curiously, and asked.
When the two were analyzing the information provided by the silver mirror "Arrodes", Angel was puzzled by Sherlock's courage to use the seal before. After asking casually, he found out that the other party also saw a passage that no one else could see when he touched the silver mirror.
Arrodes introduced himself like a humble servant, just like the words he showed to Angel.
"Not only that, but the content of its counter-question was also strange. Judging from the behavior of the Mechanical Hearts, especially Ikanser, who frequently uses Sealed Artifacts, such questions would likely reveal secrets they don't want others to discover. However, the question it asked me was very simple and harmless, like..."
"Like he's trying to show you affection?"
Angel took over the conversation and asked back, then she shook her head and denied it:
"Unlikely. Why would the Steam Church's Seal curry favor with a wild Beyonder? Unless it has something to ask of you, for example, for example..."
She suddenly thought of the Sealed Artifact "0-08" that had been stolen from the Church of Evernight by the defected Archbishop Ince Zangwill. It was said that this Sealed Artifact had some kind of living quality. Perhaps it had seduced Ince and exchanged some conditions for his defection.
Could it be that this side also seems to have living characteristics, and even has its own personality, "Arrodes", also has similar thoughts?
She hid the information "0-08" and told Sherlock about her thoughts. The latter also felt that this possibility was not low. Otherwise, it could not explain why the seal of the Steam Church was rude to the extraordinary people inside, but had a kind of... humble attitude towards wild extraordinary people.
"Fortunately, the 'Apostle of Desire' incident will be resolved soon. Unless we take the initiative to contact him, or even steal this sealed artifact, there should be no chance of contacting Arrodes."
Sherlock said, forcing a smile.
"Can it really be resolved quickly? They didn't even notice that Jason Belia and the 'Apostle of Desire' might not be the same person until you pointed it out."
Angel sees it differently.
The two fortune-telling masters decided to conduct another divination under the protection of "anti-divination" to determine the current situation of the "Apostle of Desire", but this time, Angel asked her to do it.
Sherlock waved his hand gentlemanly, indicating that he didn't mind, but with a smile on his face, he obviously didn't believe in the other party's divination skills.
Of course, due to the "Demon" path's inherent anti-divination ability, Angel herself wasn't sure if the divination would succeed. She took the handkerchief she'd taken from Jason's house, placed it under the small magic mirror, tapped the mirror lightly with her finger, summoned a trace of spiritual power, and silently muttered:
"Mirror, Mirror, tell me the current location of the 'Apostle of Desire' who attacked me yesterday."
She no longer used "Jason Belia" for positioning, because that would inevitably point to a false target to divert the "Singer of God".
A hazy mist rose on the mirror surface, flickering stubbornly, almost solidifying into a concrete picture, but eventually fell silent, declaring its own powerlessness.
"Come on."
Angel pushed the magic mirror aside and said with a straight face that she decided never to do divination in front of Sherlock again.
At this moment, the magic mirror's surface, which had recovered to the point where it could reflect the surrounding environment, suddenly became pitch black. The gas lamps in the room and the sunlight outside the window dimmed at the same time, as if time had instantly changed from afternoon to evening.
Letters on the mirror surface emerged from the darkness, dancing happily, forming words and becoming a greeting:
"The humble servant Arrodes awaits your orders."
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In the intricate sewers of the Jowood district, a black shadow was swimming quickly along the wall, dragging a heavy suitcase. The corners of the suitcase would occasionally touch the stone wall, making a dull thud. Every time this happened, the black shadow would slow down, adjust its posture, and then continue moving forward.
The box contained the money that the "Apostle of Desire" had earned from years of business in Backlund. Even if the assassination was successful, even if he was about to gain the hope of reaching the High Sequence - the "Card of Blasphemy", he was unwilling to give up the gold pounds in his hand.
"This damn 'greed'!"
He thought to himself, feeling excited and trembling at giving in to his desire.
When he turned a right corner, he suddenly stopped, stepped out of the shadows, and transformed into a human form again, turning into the man with brown hair and brown eyes.
He had been seriously injured in the previous battle, breathing rapidly and coughing up clumps of blood from time to time. But he was more concerned about his current situation than his injuries. He pressed his body against the wall and looked around in confusion.
He didn't find any problems with his "dangerous intuition", on the contrary, everything was too quiet now!
A high-ranking duke had been assassinated, and countless official Beyonders had been mobilized. Even if his partner, disguised as "Jason Belia," had diverted most attention, someone should have noticed something was amiss and turned their attention back to Backlund. At the very least, the survivors of this assassination should have contacted the nearest church and mobilized the remaining Beyonders.
But he didn't sense any danger signs directed at himself.
Looking suspiciously at the narrow sewer around him, he thought for a moment, carefully changed direction, turned into a sticky black liquid again, and continued to swim quickly along the wall.
The scene faded, and Angel and Sherlock looked at each other.
The worst thing happened. This "Apostle of Desire" actually escaped from the pursuit of the official Beyonders?
Before the two could think about it, Arrods appeared in the magic mirror for unknown reasons and said something they were already familiar with:
"According to the principle of reciprocity, it's my turn to ask questions. If you refuse to answer, or answer incorrectly, you will be punished."
The last word was tiny and so light in color that it was almost impossible to see.
Angel swallowed his saliva and continued to look at his magic mirror. The words on it disappeared and a new sentence appeared:
"Did you know that the 'Apostle of Desire' is now moving towards Campbell Street in Cherwood?"
This...buy one get one free?
Angel stared at his magic mirror with wide eyes in disbelief.
Could it be that Arrodes really wanted to use their power to escape from the Church of Steam like "0-08" did, so he served the two of them like a "humble servant" as he said?
She answered hesitantly:
"I didn't know it just now, but I know it now."
"What an exquisite answer!"
A few words appeared on the mirror and then quickly disappeared. Angel picked up the magic mirror and looked at it carefully, but did not find anything unusual.
"Campbell Street...seems to be nearby!"
Sherlock was concerned about another problem. He quickly stood up, took out a map from the bookshelf next to him, spread it on the coffee table, and found the location of Campbell Street on it, which was less than 500 meters west of Minsk Street.
The two men looked at each other, their eyes conveying the same message: take advantage of the opportunity when this "Apostle of Desire" was injured and escaped to get rid of him in the sewer!
"You rush there first, and I'll come right over, using the same method as last time."
Sherlock said quickly, pointing to the second floor.
Knowing that the other party was going to use the spiritual form of the "Black Emperor" to participate in the battle, Angel nodded and agreed to his arrangement.
The mental storm and fear-mongering of the "Apostle of Desire" are ineffective against the spiritual state. Sherlock's transformation into the "Black Emperor" will be more conducive to combat.
After arranging the battle plan in a few words, Angel quickly left Sherlock's house and ran quickly along Minsk Street towards Campbell Street mentioned by Adros. When he approached that street, he found an alley and went into the dark sewer.
After living in Backlund for more than two months, she had almost memorized the layout of the sewers in several nearby areas, and was even more familiar with them than the streets on the surface.
With the help of dark vision, Angel quickly passed through the narrow corridor, and when she encountered a locked fence, she used the master key that removed the seal of the "Spiritual Wall" to open it directly. On the way, although she felt that she had lost her way, the premonition of danger in her heart continued to increase, which meant that under the negative effect of the key, she was gradually approaching the fleeing "Apostle of Desire".
Soon, after rushing around a corner, a ball of sticky black liquid appeared in front of her. A human figure covered in mucus suddenly emerged from the liquid stuck to the wall. His exposed brown eyes looked at Angel who was blocking his way without emotion. His right hand loosened and the heavy suitcase fell to the ground.
The next second, his body swelled up, goat horns sprouted from his head, bat wings grew from his back, and a strong smell of sulfur emanated from his whole body.
In the eyes of the demonized "Apostle of Desire" that contained lava, the "Witch of Pleasure" held a huge revolver in one hand and a slender bone sword in the other. She seemed to be pulled by invisible silk threads and flew towards him at a strange angle. In the areas she passed, the accumulated water on the ground quickly turned into ice.
boom--
In the collision of ice and fire, the battle began.
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