Lower Lip District, 13 Fang Street.

Ulrica, who was fat, had dark brown skin and small eyes, sat on the sofa, wrapping nearly ten kinds of herbs and spices special to the southern continent layer by layer with dried brown tobacco leaves and cutting them into long strips.

Then, he took the homemade "East Balam cigarette" in his hand, lit a nearby match under his hand, and watched the front part gradually turn black and curled, revealing a bright red color.

After biting the tail end and taking a deep breath, Ulrica slowly exhaled white smoke tinged with light blue, and said to the visitor on the single sofa next to him with satisfaction:

“This is what a cigarette is, a real cigarette.

"Those in the Northern Continent are only for kids!"

The visitor on the sofa was a man in his forties, with a high nose bridge, blue eyes, soft facial features, thick black hair, slightly curly hair, and a skin color that was not dark but not white either. He seemed to be a hybrid of Loen and Balam.

He laughed when he heard this and responded in Dutan:

"Unfortunately, I have no interest in cigarettes of any kind."

"Enzo, you don't know how to enjoy life at all..." Before Ulrica finished his words, the powerful spirituality derived from his own path made him have a premonition of danger.

This happened so suddenly and so urgently that Ulrica instantly realized that the problem was serious.

Before he could rush out from his original position, darkness appeared before his eyes, as if he could see directly into the deep night outside. He felt strongly sleepy and at peace from the bottom of his heart.

The entire Fang Street, whether it was a house with lights on or off, became extremely quiet at this moment, as if there were no living creatures living in them, or all of them fell asleep at the same second.

At this moment, Ulrikka, who had been snoring and lying limply, suddenly jumped up, with a strange coexistence of confusion and clarity in his eyes.

A little girl with skin so pale that she looked almost unreal had appeared behind him at some point!

The little girl had blue areas around her eyes, dark lips, and her eyes were staring dimly to the side. Her pale, transparent hands and feet had penetrated into Ulrica's body, as if she was a spirit that could not be shaken off.

"Her" existence brought a chill from the spiritual body, which allowed Ulrica to barely resist the abnormal sleepiness and forcibly break free from the influence of the "nightmare".

Before Ulrica fully regained consciousness, he instinctively rushed to the stairs, stretched out his palms, and pushed forward as if he was pushing open a door that didn't exist.

In a flash, a bronze door covered with mysterious patterns that could not be described in detail appeared in front of Ulrica, shaking, creaking, and cracking.

Inside the gap, there was a darkness with no end in sight, and inside, there were numerous indescribable eyes staring out towards the outside world.

At the same time, in the gap, a large number of strange and temporarily invisible things were wriggling and rushing towards it frantically.

Ulrica was just about to continue exerting force and actively open the door to let the horrific world behind descend upon Fang Street, when he suddenly saw a pair of translucent pale hands leap out of thin air, penetrate the deep darkness, and press on the crack of the door on the inside.

These palms have no source, are not connected to the body, and the wrists are bloody. I don’t know who cut them off!

With force exerted from both sides at the same time, the mysterious bronze door stopped there, unable to close or open any wider.

Above House No. 13, Sost, who had become a "spiritual wizard", was surrounded by invisible forces, standing there half-floating, holding a golden corona in both hands and slowly raising it to the sky.

When the golden corona finally passed above Soest's head, brilliant light suddenly flowed out, quickly outlined, and gathered into one.

Suddenly, it seemed as if a sun jumped out from the void in the sky, pouring all its light and heat onto the house at No. 13 Fang Street.

They penetrated the building without causing any damage, landed on the bronze gate, and enveloped Ulrica who was right in front of the gate.

Ulrica's expression suddenly became extremely painful. The pale and transparent little girl behind him let out a shrill scream, but was blocked back by the "sunlight" and drowned.

She twisted and evaporated quickly, with wisps of black gas emanating and dissolving into the ocean of light.

There is no dark place in this house!

When the "sunlight" faded, the indescribable bronze door had disappeared, and on the ground lay a corpse with a dark blue, swollen and yellowish yellow stains.

With a crackling sound, the corpse split open and a thin figure jumped out from inside.

This figure looked exactly like Ulrica, but his skin was as black as ink, he was only about 1.23 meters tall, and sticky pus was flowing on his body.

As soon as he came out, he rushed to the stairs at an exaggerated speed, went into the basement, opened the secret passage prepared in advance, and ran all the way forward.

In just ten seconds, the shrunken and darkened version of Ulrica saw the exit and saw hope.

He was not careless. He gently clenched his right hand, and seven or eight transparent and illusory figures emerged from his body.

They had strange appearances, like deformed creatures that combined the characteristics of humans, plants, or certain animals. Some of them pulled Ulrica's arms, while others lifted his legs and wanted to carry him flying wildly.

Then, the button of the mechanism sank deeply, the gears creaked, and the exit door suddenly opened, revealing a corner of the quiet and dark street outside.

Further ahead are roads that can be overlooked, houses on both sides of the roads, and the sea shining with the light of the red moon.

Ulrica was about to fly out of the secret passage with the help of Ling and blend into other areas of Gurain City, when he suddenly saw a lake shrouded in mist.

The lake was sparkling with a tranquil beauty. Ripples spread out in circles in the center, and a beautiful yet illusory figure slowly floated up.

This is a powerful spirit, often referred to as the "Lady of the Lake" in human legends!

The strength of the "Necromancer" often depends on which dead people and natural spirits they can find and drive. The same is true for the "Spirit Shaman", except that the "Necromancer" is more inclined towards the dead, while the "Spirit Shaman" is better at driving natural spirits.

At this moment, the strange and transparent figures around Ulrica made monotonous sounds of fear, dropped the arms and legs they were dragging, and rushed into the dark and thin body like the wind.

With a thud, Ulrica fell to the ground, but he did not feel any pain because a strong sense of sleepiness came over him out of nowhere, in waves, and he fell into a dream without realizing it.

At the exit, Daly Simone, wearing a psychic robe and blue eyeshadow and blush, came out from nowhere. She looked at the dark Ulrica who was only about 1.23 meters tall and said directly:

"The undead he merged with was very strange. Without a living human body as a 'home', it would quickly wither and dissipate.

"We must hurry and get intelligence."

Leonard Mitchell walked out from the shadows nearby, looked at Daley Simone with a hint of surprise and said:

"Aren't you a necromancer? How can you command the Lady of the Lake?"

"Aren't you a poet? Why can't you write poetry?" Daly responded unhappily.

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On the other side of the street, on a not-too-steep cliff, a figure grabbed a protruding part and moved quickly downwards, quickly landing in a dark corner of Chin Street.

He had a light complexion, blue eyes, and thick, slightly curly black hair. He was none other than Enzo, who had just been visiting Ulrica's home at 13 Fang Street in the Lower Lip District.

Enzo is not a member of the "Spiritual Cult". He is one of those who defected from the School of Life under the instigation of the School of Rose.

Moreover, he is not one of those extraordinary people who can become a "vampire" through the "pharmacist" path, nor does he worship the "primitive moon". He simply does not want to accept the various rules set by his teacher and his teacher's teacher. He hopes to live a free life and make full use of his advantages as a "winner".

This mentality made him extremely approve of the Rose School's concept of indulgence. It didn't take long for him to officially join them and satisfy all kinds of desires to his heart's content.

This time, he came to Gurain on behalf of the Rose School to contact the Spiritual Cult to discuss the possibility of cooperation on several matters. Unexpectedly, the "Dark Dead" Ulrica encountered a surprise attack by the Church of Night, a high-level raid!

"Fortunately, I am good at counter-divination. The people of the Church of Evernight didn't know I was with Ulrica beforehand, and they didn't pay enough attention to me. They thought I was Ulrica's subordinate, which gave me the opportunity to escape from the central area. Moreover, that 'sunlight' mainly purifies things with the power of death, evil or filth, and it didn't cause much harm to me... It should be an attack at the demigod level..." Enzo walked in the shadows on the side of the street, unable to help but recall what had just happened.

After running a long distance, he turned around and looked behind him. He found that no one was chasing him. He breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"A winner is a winner, and always a winner!"

Enzo regained his usual confidence, walked forward with a smile to a certain part of the street, then turned left and quickly walked down the stairs.

It was a long steep staircase connecting several levels of roads.

…………

Near Fang Street, Soest suddenly opened his eyes and said to Leonard and Daly Simone:

“Just now, there was a man named Enzo in Ulrica’s house. He is a member of the Rose School and his sequence is not low. His position should be relatively important.

"Search the surroundings as quickly as possible to see if you can find any traces, and try to capture him successfully without leaving any problems."

As for the other "Red Gloves" and the auxiliary local "Night Watchers", they were either capturing the remaining members of the Spirit Cult or capturing prisoners in their dreams, hoping to obtain first-hand intelligence as soon as possible. The remaining few were responsible for guarding against accidents and protecting their companions.

"Yes, Captain Soest." Leonard agreed without hesitation.

Daly grabbed the wind, put her hand to her ear, listened for two or three seconds and said:

"The guys nearby told me that someone did escape from the cliff."