"This is the current plan." In the darkness, Catherine lowered her voice and patted the C-class mysterious heritage - the Ancestral Eagle - on her waist.
This sacred object that once belonged to the Quilian tribe, after the user holds the handle and infuses spiritual power, it can form a soul eagle that ignores obstacles. The user can use its eyes to conduct detection.
The restriction is that the Ancestral Eagle needs to be sacrificed every twenty days, requiring the user to slaughter a bison with his own hands.
This cost Catherine a lot of money and energy...
It is also a mysterious legacy whose rating has been lowered due to troublesome negative effects.
“I used the Ancestral Eagle to search for the location of Finks’ mini-boss in the Wannu Cave, and then found the weakest and most suitable target for a sneak attack.
"We will deal with it with minimal movement, and then I will use the soul tracing technique to browse its memory and find the memory of gang members being killed, so I can determine who the murderer is...
"Remember, don't hold back when making sneak attacks, and strive to resolve the battle in the shortest possible time - within a certain period of time, the dispersed target can also trace its soul."
"Understood." The three of them said in unison.
In the darkness, Catherine's hand held the ancestral eagle, and she slowly poured spiritual power into it.
Sean and the other three saw a burst of yellow light streaming from the bronze eagle, and blue light leaking from the gaps in Catherine's closed eyelids.
An invisible eagle of the soul soars, and the eagle's vision is Catherine's vision.
Katherine now felt like a disembodied ghost who could walk through walls. It kept passing through the wall and saw the scenes of various rooms and halls of Wannu Cave...
Dozens of guarding evil spirits were walking aimlessly in the corridor.
In a hall, people who were kidnapped from unknown places were driven into a dark prison, naked and with dull faces.
An evil spirit whose head occupied almost half of the room was devouring the soul of the human being in its hand. After the bright blue-gray soul was swallowed into its belly, the eyes of the body in its hand turned the color of a lost soul.
The lost spirit was walking in this labyrinth-like Ten Thousand Slaves Cave, and Catherine could feel the sorrow emanating from it.
Three minutes later, Catherine took back the Soul Eagle.
Her forehead was already covered with beads of sweat: "I need to take a rest."
The human spirit cannot be stained with too much resentment in a short period of time. After Catherine rested for a while, her soul recovered somewhat. She frowned and continued to use the Ancestral Eagle with some struggle.
Following the area search she had just interrupted, she saw something that made her break out in a cold sweat.
In a dark room, there are many wooden furniture in the style of the last century.
There was a rickety figure, wearing a dusty tuxedo and top hat, with a cane on the ground.
He seemed to be thinking about something while facing the darkness. If it weren't for the black resentment surrounding him, people would mistakenly think that what they were seeing was a wax statue that had been standing for an unknown amount of time.
"The Sinker and the Slave Master Finks is actually in the Ten Thousand Slaves Cave..." Although the Soul Eagle could hardly be noticed, Catherine still let it stay away from the room. "The trouble of benchmarking against the Ace class cannot let him discover us. .”
Catherine let the eagle hover in the distance, sensing whether Finks had given instructions or other actions...
After making sure that the suffering owner was not disturbed, the search continued.
Soon after, Catherine opened her eyes.
"What's wrong? You seemed very nervous just now." Sean asked.
Catherine shook her head: "Nothing. I found a suitable target."
Catherine lit the lantern and led the three people to continue walking through the corridor. Now, she had a clear destination.
After going down a flight of stairs and entering the basement, the four of them stopped outside a wooden door: "The one in the room is the evil spirit, the baby-stealing woman Maggie. Her strength is at the Queen level, we can deal with her.
“However, there is a little trouble now.
"Because the layout of this room is somewhat special, I can only see a rough outline with the Soul Eagle, and I can't be sure whether there is only Maggie in it, so there are certain uncertainties..."
Henry raised his head: "In other words, we want to take a gamble?"
Catherine nodded: "There is no better goal."
Henry's eyes were illuminated by the lantern and shimmered slightly. The man who had appeared to be quite silent before said: "I am good at this, leave it to me to judge."
He walked forward and stood by the door, staring at the ancient wooden door with calm eyes.
In his eyes, the wooden door turned into a playing card with its back facing up and its face invisible.
The chips have been thrown into the gambling pool, and he needs to judge the size of his opponent's cards based on clues.
If it’s too big, give up; if the opponent is just bluffing, follow whatever bet you make and pop the opponent’s balloon…
He stared at the wooden door, looking at the traces of the wooden door, the remnants of the ground, the sounds in the room, the resentment revealed, etc., as if he were analyzing the micro-expressions and movements of his opponent in a gambling game.
These details told him the truth.
There was determination in his gaze, as if he had seen through the opponent's cards.
Taking two steps back, he said, "Call - we can handle it."
It doesn’t take much reason for teammates to have confidence in the “poker man’s” judgment – this is the gambler’s intuition and the magic of this intuition.
Catherine walked forward directly and knocked on the door gently.
"Who is it?" A muffled voice came from the door, like a witch in a dark fairy tale asking.
"A soul seller, I brought you a fresh, young soul." Catherine's voice was as scary as the other person.
Compared with other evil spirits, the little boss can communicate more, so Maggie can understand two things: there is an evil spirit coming to sell souls outside the door, and the other party has a "young soul."
She had no reason to stay behind closed doors, so she walked to the door with hair-raising steps. The heavy door bolt was opened, and she could hear the thick rust on the door bolt with her ears.
Squeak...
The door slowly opened.
Yueguang's hand moved fiercely, a white light flickered but made no sound. The song "March" produced a turbulent flow of swords and axes, rushing directly towards the baby-stealing woman.
Sean's current ectoplasmic body allows him to condense two vicious blades, and the rusty piercings repeatedly impact the evil spirits inside the door.
Henry swung his arms, and the playing card in his hand cut through Maggie's body like a flying knife.
The moment the door opened a crack, Maggie was unrecognizable. Just as she was about to start screaming in pain, Catherine opened the door, raised her booted foot, and kicked her into the room very violently. The ancestral eagle was sharp. The blade was inserted directly into the throat, causing Maggie's scream to turn into a whimper.
The four of them filed through the door, and Sean, who came in last, closed the door behind him.
Catherine covered Maggie's mouth with her hand, and stabbed her heart repeatedly with the hunting knife. The holy power attached to the knife destroyed the internal structure of the evil spirit.
Maggie was silent. With Catherine holding her down, Sean was able to look around the room;
I was just focused on attacking and had no time to look carefully inside the room. Now that Maggie has been dealt with, the scene in the room enters the eyes of Sean and others...
The eyes of the three people were quite frightened.
There are no walls visible in this small room, and the walls are crowded with various mutilated dolls, including old-fashioned wooden dolls, hand-sewn cloth dolls, and recently popular plastic dolls.
Without exception, these dolls are broken. Some of their arms were missing, some of their legs were missing, and there were even dolls with empty eye sockets, looking at Sean and the others with a weird smile on their faces.
It was densely packed and layered, like a solid wave composed of tattered dolls, oppressing the nerves of Sean and others.
"Damn it!" Henry spat fiercely to embolden himself.
"Stop looking!" Catherine noticed something was wrong with her team members and shouted quickly, "I'm going to start tracing souls, so be careful!"
The three of them woke up and used their own methods to sense the surroundings to ensure that there would be no other dangers.
Catherine took out a small incense burner hanging around her neck. The incense burner was a hollow sphere composed of two hemispheres. She slowly rotated the copper incense burner, letting a burst of smoke float out - the "soul tracing incense", which was a high-end exploratory equipment purchased by Catherine with a lot of money.
There is a reason why she has this advanced equipment that can only be used by King level or above.
This is also the "private reason" why she chose to take on this task.
Tracing Maggie's soul is not only to find the murderer who stole the organs, but also to find the whereabouts of a person...
