Chapter 655: Encountering the "Man in the Mirror"
The force of this vibration was extremely slight, and was masked by the sound of the carriage wheels rolling through the gaps in the paving stones. If Angel were two sequences lower, his physical fitness would only be at the level of a mid-sequence Beyonder, and he might not even be able to sense the vibration of the mirror fragments wrapped in invisible silk threads.
But there was no doubt that a "man in the mirror" appeared within ten meters around her!
On the bustling boulevard, how many people are around and how many carriages are passing by?
Tiny spots of light kept flashing in Angel's purple eyes, as if they were mirrors reflecting sunlight. At that moment, she had used the glass windows high up in the street-facing buildings and the decorative metal surfaces as "mirrors" to observe the carriage she was riding in and the other people around her.
Six pedestrians, three carriages... She quickly locked onto all the suspects, and eliminated most of them based on the timing when the mirror fragments on their bodies stopped vibrating, and locked her target on a carriage and two pedestrians - they were just moving in the opposite direction and ten meters away from Angel.
Without any hesitation, Angel's figure in the carriage was replaced by a mirror double, and she herself entered the "mirror world" through the window glass that was constantly shaking but at this moment became a still black vortex.
In this mysterious and deep space that completely overlaps with the real Trier, illusory passages extend everywhere. Some of them are the glass of buildings on both sides of the boulevard, including those that Angel used to observe the surroundings just now. Some are constantly moving, and are the glass windows on the carriage. More point to infinity, which is dazzling.
Angel, who was accustomed to this kind of scene, quickly found a suitable "exit" and first made himself "invisible" in the mirror world. Then he reached out and used the mirror fragments in his hand to identify one by one whether the target just now was the "person in the mirror".
This method was very effective. The three targets gradually separated due to their different speeds, and the mirror fragments would only react to the "people in the mirror" within ten meters. Within a few minutes, Angel confirmed the real target: the four-wheeled carriage.
Fearing that getting into the carriage directly would alert the enemy, Angel simply kept coming to different "exits" in the mirror world and followed the carriage towards the Arc de Triomphe. The hired carriage she rode in carried her "mirror double" and headed in the opposite direction towards the opera district.
When I was first promoted, I thought I would be overwhelmed by this "double-line operation", but now I'm used to using the "mirror world". As expected, the application of the mirror world is the core ability of a witch, just like the "herding" of the secret praying man's path and the "secret puppet" of the fortune teller's path... Angel sighed and saw that the carriage stopped next to the Palace of Fraternity, which served as the presidential palace. A middle-aged man with black hair mixed with silver threads walked quickly into the three-story building next to the magnificent palace with a briefcase in his hand.
After ruling out the driver as the "man in the mirror", Angel has confirmed that this man is the target that caused the reaction of the mirror fragments, and he should not have any awareness. The method provided by Arrodes is very effective!
But she did not rashly enter the three-story building attached to the Presidential Palace, because there must be a large number of official Beyonders guarding the area to ensure the normal beating of Intis's political heart.
"This area must be guarded by demigods in shifts, with no fewer than two teams of mid-Sequence Beyonders who have good coordination and possess Sealed Artifacts... And if a fight breaks out, the Purifiers and Mechanical Hearts from the nearby church will arrive within ten minutes..."
After briefly assessing the risks, she went deeper into the mirror world and quickly returned to the hired carriage along the way she came.
"I've just seen the face of this 'man in the mirror'. Without a doubt, he's just like Pierce Turner's man in the mirror. He's completely taken over the original owner's identity, memories, and relationships, and is even continuing to work for him... I just don't know if he's an ordinary government employee or a Beyonder, and what the man in the mirror's purpose is in targeting him and replacing him..."
Muttering secretly, Angel decided to hand over the task of investigating this man's true identity to Danio Brown, an informant of the Night Watchers who had been stationed in Trier for eight years. The latter was a civilian in the police system and had access to a large number of files and documents, so he should have his own way.
"This is the benefit of sealing the two-way connection of the mirror fragments. Otherwise, the 'person in the mirror' would have noticed my observation just now and would have been on high alert. At worst, they would have run away, or even alerted their companions..."
After thanking Arrodes for his contribution again, Angel removed the double and sat back on the soft but bumpy seat.
At this moment, her spirit showed a hint of alertness.
This wasn't an intuition of danger, but a spiritual reminder of something she had overlooked.
"I've actually been exposed just now? Was it the person in the mirror, or the official Beyonder..."
As Angel thought about it, she used simple divination with her eyes to deny all the possibilities she had proposed, until finally, a carriage appeared in her illusory vision, following her from a distance.
It turned out to be a stalker... This actually put her at ease, because such obvious tracking could only come from "Baron Nicholas" with whom she had just completed a transaction. The other party had obviously lost her in the alley, so a real extraordinary person who was skilled in tracking came and caught up with her again, chasing her all the way from the boulevard to the opera district.
"Nicholas is a smuggler trained by the Soran family. The Beyonders he can command are most likely from the 'Hunter' path. This path possesses powerful tracking and anti-tracking capabilities starting from Sequence 9. My safe house in Backlund has been discovered by various hunters..."
At this moment, Angel recalled the time when he first arrived in Backlund, as well as the Dominican Federation and Vincent, two "hunters" with different sequences but somewhat similar personalities.
Fortunately, the tracker's sequence should not be high, and he is likely to have just entered the middle sequence, that is, the level of "arsonist". A higher sequence "hunter" is unlikely to do the tracking work, and if the sequence is too low, no trace of this demigod can be detected - even if Angel did not use anti-divination and did not deliberately cover up his whereabouts.
Such a stalker might just want to find out the whereabouts of the "Feysac people" who were trading with Nicholas, and whether they had other conspiracies, especially those against the Soren family. After all, I just used the name of Elaine Soren, who had been missing for a long time and only recently reappeared as the captain of the "Redheaded Girl"... Angel thought for a moment and decided to ignore the stalker, letting him find his true residence and return to report smoothly.
Otherwise, whether he killed him or demonstrated his ability to make the "hunters" unable to track him, it would only make Nicholas and the Soren family behind him more alert, and the loss would outweigh the gain...
Thinking of this, Angel closed his eyes and took a short rest on the way back to the Honest Man Market area in the carriage to recover the spiritual energy that had been consumed by frequently entering and exiting the mirror world.
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In the evening, Angel left the "Riverside Hotel" where he was staying again. As soon as he walked out of the door, he noticed the hidden gaze and confirmed that the "Hunter" stalker had not left yet.
"He didn't try to enter the hotel, but just stood guard at the door. It seems my judgment was correct. The Soran family and Nicola didn't have any ill intentions. They just wanted to confirm my identity and whether I was related to Elaine..."
She muttered to herself as she continued to travel in the hired carriage, heading for a gathering of extraordinary people held every Friday night as recorded in the informant Danio's notes. This was one of the few gatherings on the list that did not require an introduction from an acquaintance, as one could enter as long as they knew the password. It was certainly not of high quality, but it would allow Angel to buy some spiritual materials for making spells and bullets, which she could use as entertainment during lonely nights and to confuse her followers.
After all, it's too suspicious for an arms smuggler to stay in the hotel all the time except for business meetings...
Sensing the gaze of the "hunter" following far behind, Angel chuckled and knocked on a secret door at the frequency and severity described in the notes.
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Following the deputy editor of "Psychic" magazine, Fors Wall, wearing a hood and a brass mask covering his face, walked into a four-story building opposite the Shell Street Police Station.
The underground magazine was located in the core area of Trier, and the Beyonder gathering was held across from the police station. Trier's customs were indeed beyond the comprehension of a Loenese like me. If I hadn't wanted to try my luck and see if I could buy the other main material the "Recorder" needed, I wouldn't have risked coming here... "Magician" Fors muttered, adjusting the mask on his face, and watched the mysterious, even somewhat crazy deputy editor knock on the door at intervals of three long knocks, two short knocks, and one long knock.
A moment later, the door opened, and Fors followed the deputy editor, who had quickly offered to take her to a party after learning of her interest in the occult, into the dim corridor and walked deeper into the building.
One of her hands had already quietly reached for the "Lemanno's Travel Notes" under her cloak. After being used by the Tarot Club, this note had recorded many extraordinary defensive and offensive abilities, a "Traveler's Gate" that could quickly escape from danger, and even demigod-level lightning and tornadoes.
If there's an ambush, I'll drop the tornado, teleport away, and finally use the "mirror substitute" to disrupt the divination and escape. The noise of the tornado will definitely attract the police and official Beyonders, and they'll arrest everyone... She had already planned the entire escape process in her mind. Before she had time to consider whether the spiritual power of Sequence 7 was enough for her to do so, she felt her eyes light up.
An open door appeared at the end of the dark corridor. Many candles were lit along the wall inside. The dense candlelight reflected a dozen or so people in black robes sitting casually in the room.
At that moment, Fors had the illusion that she had joined a cult and was attending a secret meeting.
But compared to the "Tarot Club", the style here is so low...
She muttered to herself as she followed the deputy editor into the room. After carefully finding a chair in the corner and sitting down, the tall man in a hooded robe sitting on the single sofa in the middle said in a low, hoarse voice:
"Let the party begin."
Following his instructions, several masked waiters brought up a mobile blackboard on wheels, which was densely covered with various transaction requirements. Aside from the currency being Intis's Felkin, everything else was not much different from Backlund's gathering.
Such a familiar process. I hope no waiter will come to me and hand me a piece of paper and ask me to write down my needs...
Fors's heart tightened, and memories of attending Beyonder gatherings surfaced in her mind. Just as she looked around, a waiter actually walked towards her through the cluttered tables and chairs, handing her a note and a pencil.
"Since this is your first time here, if you need anything, you can write it down on a piece of paper and we'll post it on the blackboard, or you can just shout out the item you want to trade. Well, Mr. K recommends the former, unless you're not afraid of being followed or attacked after you leave."
The waiter whispered the rules of the party, his eyes narrowed behind his mask, looking very considerate.
But Fors's ears had blocked out other words, leaving only one word.
"Mr. K!"
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