Using some special breathing technique, Evan Burns regained some of his spiritual power.
He crossed his palms, and as if by magic, a huge gray dove - "One Eye" appeared in his hands.
Sean had seen this creature before. In order to track down the escaped Kennedy, it was this loyal companion that Ivan summoned.
Ivan's electric eyes were filled with brilliance, copying the route he had just confirmed in the spiritual world in an instant.
The white cloth covering the gray dove's head and the eye rune painted on it all showed the same color.
After a moment, Ivan flapped his arms slightly and flew out of the skylight with one eye fluttering its wings.
The group of explorers also came directly from the skylight to the street, quickly got in the car, and followed the gray pigeon through the street under the command of Ivan.
It is not that easy to keep up with the pigeons that are always flying in the sky.
The situation was urgent, and Sean Dickinson could no longer obey the traffic rules. Even though the intersection showed a red light, he did not let go of the accelerator.
However, the amazing thing is that even though the Mercedes-Benz was weaving in and out of dense traffic at such a fast speed, Sean's Ford did not scratch anything.
Just because he had expanded his spiritual essence to twenty meters away while driving. He can sense all the dynamics around him through his spiritual essence, and with the precise prediction ability honed in his exploration activities, he can cleverly avoid all collisions even without the guidance of traffic lights.
To non-explorers, this is simply a miracle.
Finally driving out of the densely trafficked area, Sean raced happily on the road with almost no vehicles.
At this time, he could finally spare some of his energy and think about the ins and outs of the matter.
The situation now is obvious: someone wants to use mysterious means to attack his newspaper.
The original plan was to use "Holota's Messenger" to create a tragedy in which an employee died tragically.
Then let the "Beacon Evening News" sell an issue of the newspaper printed with the blood of its own employees...
If this thing really happened, and it was supplemented by the publicity of the surrounding newspapers, then the newspaper company might be doomed.
Fortunately, the printing team leader Trevor discovered the problem and did his best to minimize the negative impact.
Otherwise, the consequences will be really disastrous.
Then the question arises: Who might be the mastermind behind the scenes?
Sean thought about it carefully and couldn't confirm the target.
Among them, the one who is most likely to cause trouble is the fired former editor-in-chief Ryan.
But Sean can be sure that Ryan can't afford to hire such a powerful Queen.
It should be a more powerful predator...
However, whether it is "The Sun" or "The New Testament Times", it stands to reason that their biggest competitor is not themselves, and there is no need to use such dirty and vicious methods to deal with a small newspaper...
After much thought, Sean still couldn't think of a possible candidate.
We can only seize the Queen class and ask the matter clearly.
"We're here." Ivan saw one eye resting on an iron road sign. The road sign is a green arrow with the word "subway" written on it.
Sean stepped on the brakes and parked the car on the side of the road - only after getting out of the car did the moonlight realize that they were at the west end of the Brooklyn Bridge.
Night is falling, and the lights on this steel bridge illuminate the deep blue night sky.
"Right in this subway station..." Ivan stared at the entrance. A brown paper bag was blown by the wind, and there was no one on the street.
In the subway station? But at this time, the subway has been suspended...
Sean and the others exchanged glances, and basically understood the current situation: the other party already knew that he had been traced, so he entered a hidden place and waited for the person who came to pursue him.
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that he set a trap.
The opponent is a top Queen level, maybe even a Queen level team...
Sean narrowed his eyes: In other words, the other party is similar in strength to his own.
It is no longer a situation that can be easily dealt with and can be safely allowed to be trained by other teammates.
There are real dangers waiting ahead.
Sean arranged for Olivia Wind Chime to guard a hidden place outside the subway station, and then he walked in front and led Moonlight and Ivan into the "Brooklyn Bridge Subway Station".
Going down the steps and turning the corner, they saw an old black man with gray hair wearing a dirty coat, wrapped in newspapers that they didn't know how to stick together, curled up and sleeping in the corner.
Continuing down, they came to the subway platform, where only dim lights were on.
The subway tunnels on both sides were dark, as if they were the entrance to the underworld.
Sean and his party had not taken a few steps when they saw a strange scene ahead——
A skeleton with a ghostly color was suspended in the air ahead. The skull was engraved with strange runes.
The skeleton floated out of the darkness, and Sean saw clearly that he had a body, and he was wearing a black feather cloak...
"The Agent of the Undead", a Queen-level explorer.
Looking at the inscription engraved on his face only to the left cheekbone, Sean suddenly realized that he had seen the undead agent in front of him before.
It's a duck hunt in Midnight Paradise.
He is one of the last survivors in the game. Unfortunately, he was hit by others, but he lost part of the inscription on his face and was able to leave the game and escape...
A mysterious explorer who has strange methods and is very powerful.
Not only that, Sean also saw an explorer standing behind the agent of the undead.
It was a mask made of pure silver. The executioner saint on the mask had an expressionless face. He wore a dark red leather jacket with leather straps, and carried a huge coffin on his back - the Holy Night Executioner.
Sean inhaled gently through his nose: two strong Queen levels.
The representative spoke, and the rhythm of his voice was very strange, as if he was singing some kind of ballad from the underworld in a low voice: "It seems that the newspaper owner has quite good financial strength - he can actually invite the 'famous' Glimmer" Team Sea.”
When he said "famous", his accent was a little strange. It seems that he is admitting that the explorer in front of him does have a certain reputation, but he has the strength that can definitely match him, so the reputation of the other party has become a symbol of vanity.
"I thought my method was more than enough to deal with a small newspaper, but I didn't expect that not only was it busted, but it was also tracked...
"However, I was relieved when I saw that what came was actually the Sea of Glimmer."
Sean's voice sounded from behind the tide: "Why do you want to deal with that newspaper?"
The agent of the undead shrugged his shoulders: "It's just a matter of entrustment. People like us can't have any personal enmity with ordinary people..."
Before Sean could speak, the skull face continued: "Then, since I was tracked by you, I lose this round.
“My suggestion is that we resolve this somewhat awkward meeting according to industry rules.
"I will provide you with a C-class inheritance or New Zealand dollars of equivalent value as your 'trophy', and then together we will create the 'evil' who committed the crime..."
Sean didn't answer immediately and paused. In the silence, one could hear the sizzling sound of a certain electric lamp having unstable voltage.
"I agree to resolve it in a peaceful way." Sean said, "However, my customer already knows that there is an explorer targeting him, and his request is to find out who did it.
"My professional ethics do not allow me to fool him with this request.
"I don't need any trophies, but I can't forge an evil spirit. I ask you to tell me who your client is."
The agent of the undead was silent. But he seemed not to be considering Sean’s proposal, but to read the atmosphere: “Friend, you and I are peers, and you know that I cannot name my client in this situation.
"It's taboo to turn him in for this kind of work, you should know that, right?"
If you hire an explorer to frame your enemies, if the hirer's information is exposed, it will inevitably lead to terrible disasters.
The agent may not be a noble person, but at least he knows not to betray his customers.
As if to put pressure on Sean, the person in front of him showed his secret chess.
In the darkness behind the three Seans, two more masks emerged.
One is a copper owl "Sleepless Midnight", and the other is a face wrapped in rune bandages "The Styx Coin Picker".
Sean can now be sure that what awaits them is indeed a Queen-level team.
And all four of them are strong in this level.
What he faced was a team with similar strength to his own...
