The strong wind hit the dark painted windows, and the branches trembled violently. In this dark night, the heavy rain fell suddenly without any warning.
The green eyes stared coldly at the street. Polnia became cold and damp due to the rain. No one knew when it appeared and when it disappeared. The look in its eyes like a beast will make people feel sad. feel fear.
And from where it was looking, a group of people in black clothes walked towards them. They didn't look like passers-by. They were neat and orderly, but also a little strange.
The wind blew directly into our faces, and the chaotic rain hit our faces. There was almost no communication between the team. Looking carefully, the face of the leader seemed familiar.
"Minister, tell me, is the death of that nobleman really related to Ivel?"
The leader who was called "Minister" paused for a moment, and then motioned the other party to shut up with his eyes.
The team is sneaking around a mysterious black box. They seem to be completing a difficult task. Perhaps, in their hearts, they already have the accurate answer.
How could Captain Yver, who had recovered two important relics in succession, have time to plan to kill the noble? But both the autopsy report and the traces left at the scene pointed to this poor and innocent man.
"Attention all teams, the work of recovering relics cannot be taken lightly. Pay attention to your surroundings and stay vigilant."
The heavy rain tonight was disturbing. The leader told his subordinates behind him that they all wore more or less inconspicuous "accessories".
The so-called relics are objects with strange powers hidden in the world, which are investigated, processed, and recovered by some special groups of people. This is why the Capital Museum of Polnia exists.
The relics transported this time were numbered 913 Mermaid Corpse. It was one of the relics that Jiang Chenchuan brought back from Ronark City. It had been kept in his home until today, when the Public Security Department surrounded that place.
Although Jiang Chenchuan was not captured, at least they found the relics that were brought back and prepared to take them back to the museum.
"Minister, I want to say..."
Ivel is not that kind of person?
Who doesn't know this? Mo Sang sighed softly, but the contents of the autopsy report were unquestionable. The knife marks like thorns, the family that had fallen and died, and the only registered "Feng" all pointed to Yi. Vail's clues.
After being warned again by the eyes, the team members stopped talking. For a while, there was only the sound of rain in their ears.
Silently, there are some indescribable emotions hidden in everyone's heart, perhaps, it is a helpless feeling of powerlessness.
In the dark rainy night, no one knew what happened. Mo Sang paused for a moment. He seemed to feel something passing over his head. But in this weather, even the patrol airship stopped working.
He turned his head and stared at the shadows beside and behind him, but found nothing unusual. The sound of rustling rain was in his ears, and the rain curtain that penetrated the sky and earth blocked everything in it.
"All team members! Be alert!"
Suddenly, Mo Sang shouted, and while everyone was still confused, a dark figure, like a gray wolf running in the dark night, rushed towards the team at an extremely fast speed.
Some people didn't even understand what was happening before they felt tearing pain from their bodies. The coldness of the rain woke them up. No matter how slow they reacted, they should have understood it at this moment.
"Attack! It's an attack!"
The team was instantly in chaos.
The dark green eyes were like will-o'-the-wisps, lighting up in the darkness, and the aura of death that followed frightened everyone. They had all experienced hundreds of battles, and had seen countless bizarre and frightening things. However, this was the first time that he was trembling like this and unable to fight.
"boom!--"
Someone fell next to me.
It was like someone had knocked a sap from behind. When he came into contact with the faint green, he lost his last consciousness.
The ghostly figure seemed to have entered an uninhabited land, shuttling between the team members. On the dark streets, only the strange breathing sounds and the lingering smell of blood were left. Even the heavy rain could not wash away the atmosphere, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive. , Mo Sang felt the danger approaching, and dodged with a crisp roll.
But others were not so lucky. The body was penetrated easily, blood mixed with rain splashed everywhere, and the green eyes became brighter like flames. At that moment, Mo Sang seemed to sense something.
"Who are you......."
Perhaps, even words seem so redundant at this moment.
Mo Sang knew clearly that he would never be a match for the man in front of him. Maybe, tonight would be his last night.
"Stop looking, it's not in the box. Is this what you want...?"
When the figure approached the relics that the team was guarding and carrying, Mo Sang stood up, as if he was discussing "where to drink tonight", and took out a dark object from his pocket, which could vaguely be seen. I saw that it was in the form of a doll.
Probably attracted his attention, the figure in the darkness stopped, and his green eyes looked towards Mo Sang.
"You may not know how many weird things the Polnya Museum has collected over the years, and even some..."
As if sighing, Mo Sang sighed.
"Be able to change the rules."
Mo Sang and Youlu looked at each other, and he knew in his heart that the enemy in front of him was something that even his "B-level" could not fight, but victory did not necessarily have to be achieved by fighting.
The opponent seemed to be impatient. He took a step forward. Just as he was about to attack, he found that his heels were filled with lead and he could not move. He lowered his head in surprise and looked at his uncontrollable body.
"This is the puppet number 708. When it was recovered, I was still an unknown night shift intern in the museum."
"What are you proud of?"
The other party seemed to have seen through Mo Sang, and a dull and hoarse voice came from his body.
"What?" Mo Sang didn't understand what he said. "Now, you have lost control of your body. The battle is over. You have killed so many of my subordinates. Come back with me to face trial."
"Judgment?"
This unfamiliar word seemed to bring back some unpleasant memories of the man. Even if you couldn't see clearly, you could feel his expression gradually becoming ferocious.
"The gods are dead and no one can judge me."
The other party's voice clearly invaded Mo Sang's mind. Although it was such an arrogant and ridiculous words, Mo Sang felt a chill seep from his soul into his bone marrow.
The gods are dead?
What does it mean?
Before Mo Sang had time to think about anything, he already felt something coming out of the man's body, as if falling into the deep sea, from the bottomless darkness...
The monster that emerged.
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