Chapter 207 Risking Death to Divinate
The Magic Pocket Watch's negative state of fear of fire lasted for 12 hours, and the streets at night were filled with terrifying flames. Angel could only leave the East District through the sewers connecting the entire Backlund and head to the Backlund Bridge area, which she was more familiar with.
Besides, even if there were no negative status, dragging a charred corpse along the street would be too conspicuous, even in the chaotic East District.
It took more than an hour to reach the sewer area where the mutant rats and crocodiles had been cleared. Angel found the right direction and brought the body of the Rose Bishop to the exit near the Tussock River, where the crimson moonlight could be vaguely seen.
There are several platforms here that are slightly higher than the sewage ditch. Although they are not clean, at least they can avoid the flowing sewage.
Angel casually threw the Rose Bishop aside and stood aside to rest for a while, recovering some of his spiritual power. Then he used the Holy Night Powder he carried with him to mark out the area around the corpse and himself, constructing an isolating spiritual wall to block out the stench of the sewer and the sound of the Tussock River.
Before conducting the dangerous divination, she should have waited for the Rose Bishop's extraordinary characteristics to be released. That way, even if the divination involved the real Creator like last time and was contaminated by His divinity and aura, she could at least retain some of the gains.
But rather than the Beyonder's characteristics being contaminated, she was more afraid of waiting too long, causing the deceased's spirit to dissipate and making it impossible to divine Lanevus's location.
Taking a deep breath, stroking the "Secret Holy Emblem" on his right wrist, Angel recited the goddess's name.
"Goddess of the Night, higher than the stars, and older than eternity.
"You are the Crimson Lord, the Mother of Secrets, and the Queen of Misfortune and Terror.
"Lord of sleep and silence..."
This is a quick ceremony that does not require an altar or candles. If Angel does not possess the secret holy emblem, no matter how devout he is, he may not get a response from the goddess.
“I pray that you…
“Please bless me...
"Provide protection for my divination..."
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt the temperature of the holy emblem between her fingers drop slightly.
Then, a swirling breeze blew within the spiritual wall, and an atmosphere of tranquility spread around Angel.
Without delay, she took out the magic mirror and approached the Rose Bishop, who was burly but whose skin had been charred.
"Mirror, mirror, tell me the cause of the Dharavi Street explosion."
She didn't attempt to directly target the identity of the Rose Bishop, or even the whereabouts of Lanevus, because this would likely involve deeper powers, and her only clue at the moment was the Rose Bishop himself.
"Gather enough information and try divination again."
Cutting off the surging memories, Angel cast his gaze towards the foggy magic mirror, which quickly displayed a dynamic image.
"Mr. Williams, help me find someone. His name is Lanevus. He's a fraudster and is on the national wanted list."
A short woman with messy blonde hair handed a portrait to a young man with a thin face. As the young man took it, Angel also saw the portrait in his hand clearly.
Round glasses, neatly combed back hair, an ordinary face with a mocking expression. This is Lanevus, the swindler from Tingen City, the man who plotted the coming of the evil god!
"Xiu, finding someone in the East District is incredibly difficult. I'd have to mobilize a lot of my friends to help me out just to have a chance... You'll have to pay more."
The young man put the portrait away and said with a smile on his face.
Hugh? Hugh Dilchar? The "bounty hunter"?
Angel remembered what the deceased Rose Bishop said when he saw him.
Soon, the picture on the magic mirror changed. The young man named Williams took the portrait and asked different people everywhere, but to no avail.
When he returned home, a tall, hooded man threatened him and told him why he was looking for Lanevus. He then patted him on the shoulder and left the room.
Williams had just breathed a sigh of relief when he was torn into pieces by the man's snap of fingers, and his flesh and blood covered the entire room.
Then there was the gas explosion that destroyed the entire house...
The surface of the magic mirror has returned to its original state, but Angel's mood could not calm down for a long time.
She had already recalled the identity of the short woman, the same short lady who had appeared at Mr. A's rally and even tried to entrust her to find someone.
This bounty hunter seems to have a wide range of interests. He is not only tracking down the mysterious woman from Tingen City, but also trying to find the whereabouts of Lanevus.
Is he specialized in finding people, coveting the other party's bounty, or does he have other intentions?
Williams, who worked for her, must have been discovered by Bishop Rose while searching for Lanevus. Bishop Rose followed him back home, and after finding out the situation, he used a gas explosion to kill him and silence him.
If I hadn't happened to be downstairs and was mistaken by him as a bounty hunter who issued the commission, I'm afraid that the Rose Bishop would have left the East District and his whereabouts would be unknown.
This fits the Aurora Society's style... Could it be that Lanevus is currently under their protection? This man, having orchestrated the arrival of the Evil God's offspring, fled Tingen himself, even leaving clues for the Nighthawks. Logically, the Aurora Society should resent him immensely.
After thinking for a moment and looking at the Rose Bishop who was no longer in human form, Angel touched the magic mirror again and asked the next question.
"Mirror, mirror, tell me," she paused, still not pointing the divination directly at Lanevus, "the hiding place of this Rose Bishop."
If he was truly protecting or monitoring Lanevus, then finding his residence would be equivalent to finding Lanevus himself!
Smoke and pure black flashed alternately in the magic mirror, and ships traveling back and forth on the Tussock River appeared.
The river makes a 180-degree turn and surrounds a busy dock.
This is Backlund's dock area!
The picture continued to zoom in, revealing a towering clock tower, a spacious dock, and several small buildings next to it that looked like small children.
Angel saw a sign that read "Dockworkers' Association", but the picture in the magic mirror turned to the dormitory building on the other side.
The Rose Bishop, who was nearly two meters tall and had light yellow curly hair, was talking to someone. The perspective gradually moved up, revealing the latter's bronze skin.
Bronze skin, it’s him again?
Angel waved his hand without hesitation to cut through the spiritual wall around him, grabbed the magic mirror, and was about to throw it away.
But her remaining sanity stopped her body from acting subconsciously.
Holding the magic mirror in one hand, feeling the increasingly strong evil aura within it, enduring the crazy whispers that gradually approached his ears, enduring the severe pain that continued to deepen from his fingers to his arms, Angel gritted his teeth, stared at the mirror, ignoring the stinging pain in his eyes, waiting for the final divination scene.
The perspective continued to rise, revealing a sharp-edged chin and cheeks, as well as a forehead with gold-rimmed glasses. He had a mocking smile on his lips, and was talking to the Rose Bishop.
"Bang--"
The mirror cracked and fragments flew everywhere. Each fragment seemed to be clinging to a trace of thick blood, and more of the aura of the "True Creator" that Angel was already familiar with flowed out from the mirror.
She immediately threw the magic mirror out like a frisbee, and at the same time ignited black flames, burning the hand that was holding the magic mirror - the exposed skin was already stained with a trace of copper-rust color, which corroded the skin and emitted bursts of green smoke.
With a "pop", the magic mirror, with only the frame left, fell into the sewer full of sewage, and the evil aura disappeared without a trace.
Angel was stunned. She looked at her hand which was covered with strange rust just a second ago. Although the veins were bulging, the skin was cracked and bleeding, the contamination of the "True Creator" had faded away, as if it had never appeared.
Fortunately, it's just an external injury. I should be able to recover quickly when I go home and use the healing potions from "Pharmacist" Darkwill.
Bending his elbow to reduce blood flow to the wound, Angel silently stared at the motionless magic mirror in the distance. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He used his intact hand to draw a crimson moon on his chest, sincerely thanking the goddess for her protection.
Afterwards, she picked up the broken magic mirror that no longer emitted an evil aura, returned to the side of the "Rose Bishop", and waited for the Beyonder's characteristics to emerge.
"That mocking smile is undoubtedly Lanevus. Although I don't know where he got his tan and changed his appearance..."
She thought of the bronze-skinned hand she had seen when she was divining the origin of the mutant animal.
"Did he also create mutant animals using blood? But this would easily attract the attention of official Beyonders. Why would he do such a foolish thing? Was it for evil sacrifice, or to satisfy his desire for killing?"
Thinking about it, Angel turned his gaze to the "Rose Bishop" on the ground.
"This 'Rose Bishop' lives with Lanevus in the dock area... That clock tower looks like the iconic building of East Balam Dockyard. Are they just hiding in the dockworkers' dormitory? Instead of concealing their whereabouts, they're deliberately creating trouble. The 'Rose Bishop' also chooses the most destructive methods when fighting..."
A thought popped up in her mind that even she couldn't believe:
"They, or rather, Lanevus, are deliberately attracting attention from the outside world?"
"Could it be that this fraudster, like he did in Tingen, left a provocative letter with the words 'Ever-Strongering Bomb' to attract the Nighthawks' attention, but actually has other ulterior motives?"
If he were to create another incident of the evil god's arrival and detonate the "bomb" in the densely populated dock area, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Anyway, tomorrow morning, once the negative status disappears, I'll report it."
Lanevus could discover at any time that the "Rose Bishop" was missing, and could move to another area or even leave Backlund. Angel himself didn't have the confidence to deal with him, as he carried the aura of the "True Creator," but the official Beyonders could, and the Nighthawks could!
After making up his mind, Angel looked back at the body of the "Rose Bishop" on the ground. Through his spiritual vision, he saw wisps of white light gradually focusing on his right eye, which indicated that his extraordinary characteristics were about to emerge.
But when she opened her spiritual vision, she immediately felt a sharp pain in her eyes and heard low muttering in her ears, just like when she was exposed to the breath of the real creator during divination just now, but without that evil atmosphere.
Could it be that the Beyonder's characteristics have been contaminated by the Creator's divinity?
No, it's a little different from what I just divined. This "Rose Bishop" must have been on the verge of madness before his death, nearly losing control. This might be due to my "madness," or the injuries he suffered in battle, or even that he was mentally and spiritually unstable before the battle. Considering how he detonated the entire apartment building's gas pipes, this possibility is quite high...
As the characteristics concentrated in the right eye of the deceased, the eyeball became red, swollen, and fell out of the eye socket. Angel found that after the characteristics were released, the tall body of the Rose Bishop seemed to have shrunk a size, and the burnt skin became drier, as if dehydrated.
Picking up the red eyeball that rolled to the side, Angel immediately sensed countless individuals appearing around him, including pedestrians on the street above his head, rats crawling around the sewers, and even corpses under his feet.
This is not information that appears in the sight, but like the "flame jumping"'s induction of the surrounding flames, it is a spiritual reminder and an all-round perception.
"This eyeball can let me sense the objects moving around me?" She lowered the eyeball in confusion, and the sense she had just felt disappeared in an instant. "No, I can sense the pedestrians on the street above me, and the horses and passengers pulling the carriage, but I can't sense the carriage itself..."
After several experiments, she was sure that this red eyeball could allow her to sense "flesh" within a radius of about 50 meters. No matter if it was as small as a mouse or as big as a horse, even dead bodies were within the sensing range.
"Is this the characteristic effect of 'Rose Bishop'?"
She picked up the eyeball again, ready to test it a few more times, but she felt a sharp pain in her head and the things in front of her eyes became blurry.
The spiritual energy consumption is too great... I'd better go home and rest quickly.
Angel carefully replaced the eyeball with the bullet box he carried with him, and looked at the body of the Rose Bishop at his feet in confusion.
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