People finally got used to Taro's arrival, and the noisy crowd gradually calmed down.
The reporters invited were only from a few major newspapers, so the garden became much quieter.
People found their seats in the open-air venue and started chatting with the people around them.
Sean was also able to meet Moonlight, and the two chatted in low voices about what they had discovered in the venue.
"Do you know what he's going to do?" Sean asked.
Moonlight shook her head with regret: "What we know is that he must be planning something, but we still have no way of knowing what it is specifically."
Behind Yueguang, Ivan, with cold eyes, also shook his head.
Even Ivan, a master of secret arts, couldn't detect anything, so they really had to improvise.
However, Olivia, who had been lurking on the periphery, suddenly spoke: "Sean, I have some discoveries here."
Sean, who was a little down at first, stood up straighter: "What?"
"Within the scope of the Golden Rose, the flow of the spiritual network is somewhat unnatural."
The underground spiritual network is a large-scale spiritual power network constructed by the New Lander Explorers Association with the help of some ancient existing network. It realizes various basic functions including Explorer Poker.
Spirit nets are spread throughout New Zealand. Usually, by observing the shape of the spirit nets, you can see some hidden clues.
"The flow of the spiritual network is obviously blocked outside the mansion." Olivia's voice rang in Sean's heart, "Obviously, there is something deliberately hidden in Bill's mansion."
After hearing what Olivia said, Sean was a little unsure about paying attention.
After all, many important people's mansions have mechanisms to isolate the spiritual network.
Seeker bodyguards will most likely arrange screens for their patrons to ensure that the lives of their protected targets are not subject to undue prying eyes.
The fact that the spiritual network is blocked may hint at Bill's plan, or it may not reveal much significance.
In order to seduce Ms. Taro, rather than setting up some large-scale mechanism in the mansion, Sean is more willing to believe that Bill may use some strange mysterious legacy to seize the soul of the lady in order to force the rich The widow falls in love with herself.
At this time, most of the guests in the park had found their seats. Ms. Taro sat next to Mr. Donald, who had been taking good care of him. The stocky Donald was telling something in Taro's ear. Taro's eyes were Sometimes frozen and sometimes turning, it was obvious that he was listening carefully.
As the host, Bill did not accompany the distinguished guest at this moment, but began to coordinate and arrange the next steps.
Before the party, Bill prepared a charity auction.
Celebrities who attended will take out their art collections for auction, and all proceeds from the auction will be donated to Ms. Taro's charity fund.
Bill was making final preparations for the auction. After confirming that everything was in order, the tall man with a charming smile on his face walked to the podium and began to give a welcome speech to people and introduce the buyers of today's auction. And the purpose of the banquet... Of course, the words were indispensable with unstinting compliments to Taro herself and her career.
"...Before the auction starts, I hope to invite Ms. Taro to say a few words about today's banquet - after all, she is the protagonist today!"
Taro in the audience showed a somewhat unexpected expression, but the loud applause forced her to stand up with a smile and walk towards the podium amidst the applause...
In the process, Sean suddenly understood something - Bill would not use any insidious means on such an occasion.
He was more likely to attack Talot at the afternoon banquet, or even during the alone time after the banquet.
During this busy period, Bill had no chance to move his phone, so they didn't need to be too nervous.
After inviting Tarot to the podium, Bill stepped aside and led the audience to applaud this well-known philanthropist.
Taro responded with an "overappreciated" smile amidst the applause and breathed softly into the microphone. Her signal to speak made the applause gradually subside.
"I'm very happy to be able to come to this legendary place today - Bill's mansion on Long Island where people sing and sing every night..."
Taro turned to look at Bill, who was smiling brightly. The latter waved his hands, showing a look of shame, and the guests all laughed.
"I remember my mother once told me that living alone here..." Talo was talking eloquently, but her speech suddenly stopped.
At first, the guests thought there was something wrong with the microphone, but only Sean noticed something was wrong.
They saw Ms. Taro's originally confident and leisurely eyes suddenly become confused and shocked.
Her green eyes looked past the dark audience in the audience towards the gate of the mansion.
Then, as if she saw something huge, her eyes remained in the distance and moved slowly in one direction, as if she was outlining the horizon with her eyes.
Finally, her stunned gaze fell on Bill's face: "You are the son of a cousin..."
Sean also noticed something was wrong. He saw a very strange smile on Bill's face——
It was an indescribable expression mixed with madness. Bill was trembling slightly. Under the mask of his trademark smile, his face turned red and veins popped out on his forehead - rather than saying that he was smiling, he was smiling. He seemed to be in some unhealthy ecstasy.
"You, my cousin, raised me!" Taro's expression was completely twisted and ferocious. Huge changes happened almost immediately.
The guests began to scream for no apparent reason. Sean found that among the panicked guests, the ordinary faces of several people suddenly changed and turned into masks of various colors.
Sean recognized two of them, the Agent of the Dead whom he saw in the Brooklyn Bridge subway station that day, and the Styx Coin Picker.
Beyond that, he smelled something desolate and rotten.
It was as if the damp maple leaves connected to the sky were completely rotten, and the mighty wind swept this smell into the sky. The strong smell of corruption seemed to materialize, rising from the soil in an absolutely standard circle along the wall of Bill's mansion.
Although that smell of corruption is not quite the same, it is very close to the life-harvesting, death-breathing smell of the "Creation Genor".
Relics of an ancient folk belief seem to be buried beneath Bill's mansion!
Taro's slender fingers were digging into the podium tightly. She had completely lost her elegance and calmness. Her hair was disheveled, and a pure energy like green crystals was constantly escaping from her body. The terrifying ruins all over the underground of the mansion seemed to be... It is the source of the suppression and checks on her at this moment.
Taro glared at Long Island Bill, her eyes seemed to bleed.
The eight explorers who had been hiding in the crowd swarmed towards the podium against the fleeing crowd.
Standing next to the terrifying Ms. Tarot, Bill still had that crazy smile on his face:
“Lady Taro, I have never appeared in your stories—until today.
“Bill’s party in Long Island has been waiting for your visit...
