The starry night sky is silent, and the fire is like a curtain. The wind carried the scorched smell of the corpse and gently lifted the hem of Ed's black clothes.
It was so quiet, so eerily quiet.
"Old man, what's going on over there?" Anvil lifted his visor and shouted toward the top of the tower.
The farmland in the middle of the river was burning with thick smoke and fire, and only the top of the tower could clearly see the situation on the other side.
Except for the sea monster, the remaining three people in the first echelon have yet to send out any signals - neither a blue signal for help nor a red signal for retreat.
"We don't know yet, but there is an old tree blocking the view of the church." Rowan's voice was neither high nor low, "I asked the sea monster to go back first. Until the signal is received, the mission of the second echelon remains unchanged. "
"I said, will something happen over there?" Anvil worried, "We'd better go over and take a look."
Ed shook his head. Miss Olivia is a Level 3 Extraordinary with rich experience. She has also mastered the dual secret codes of "Echo" and "Moon Shadow". This is already the top strength that the Divine Adjustment Bureau can regularly deploy outside the capital for a long time.
Even when encountering an opponent as powerful as Elder Issyk, Nightingale can still find a chance to escape. Coupled with Bai Ya and Stranger, who are both Level 2 Extraordinaries...
If the enemy is really so strong that these three people don’t even have a chance to fire signal flares, then the only possibility is that the "Moon-Eating Demonic Wolf" Managam has arrived in person——
Of course, this situation is naturally impossible. Legend has it that Managam will only come to the world during the blood moon, and the bright moon in the sky in front of him is as bright as a porcelain plate.
"I guess... the biggest possibility is that the first echelon has the upper hand, but the battle cannot end immediately. There is no need for reinforcements or retreat, so no signal is sent."
"Hmph, can you rely on guessing in a life-and-death matter?" Anvil said reflexively.
"Okay, I'll use the drone to take a look."
Ed pondered for a moment, hooked the wasp drone with the hook of the one-eyed spider, and then lifted up and flew towards the church.
What Rowan said was true, this old country church was indeed mostly covered by a tall yew tree. The two large wooden doors were deathly silent, and the mottled stone bricks looked like the old man's dull skin.
call--
The biting wind in mid-air made the sound transmission crystal whirr, so Ed had no choice but to turn off the radio module and get as close as possible to investigate.
Suddenly, wood chips flew into the air, and two figures tore and bumped out of the darkness——
The familiar white bandage was stained with purple blood. It was the stranger, and...
The teeth were sharp, the hair was jet black, the eyes were scarlet due to blood congestion, and the body was several times larger than the wolf form of old George that Ed had seen that day.
Another werewolf elder.
On the back of this giant beast, several white arrow shafts were sunk into the trunk, like the tail feathers of a white peacock, and dark red blood dripped on the cobblestone road in front of the church.
Although the giant wolf pounced on the stranger, he did not fight again. Instead, he used his hands and feet to turn and flee towards the distant forest.
Sure enough, the battle has come to an end...
Ed immediately controlled the drone to fire in the air, and an arrow flew out from the church and stabbed the werewolf on the left hind leg.
However, the attacks of the two men only slowed it down slightly. The giant wolf screamed in agony, still dragging its wounds and running wildly. It was about to exceed the limit of the "Puppet" secret text——
Suddenly, a cold light flashed in the night, like the arc of the crescent moon. The werewolf suddenly stopped and dodged...
In an instant, the giant black shadow was split into two, and its legs rolled to the ground, dripping with blood. It still repeated the running movement, but it was meaningless.
Miss Olivia's figure appeared in the dark night. Although they had met her several times, this was the first time Ed had actually seen her on the battlefield:
A huge silver scythe as big as a halberd was held in her hand, like the graceful incarnation of death. The shawl and veil fluttered gently, as if the night was shrouding her body, and it was like a mourning dress. She didn't know why she was sad.
The "Moon Shadow" secret text concealed her traces, and the "Echo" secret text produced misleading sound messages, causing the werewolf to avoid in the wrong direction, but he happened to hit her attack route...
I see, is this how Nightingale fights?
The werewolf elder with only half his body let out a miserable cry, but what awaited him was the ruthless harvest that followed.
The wolf's head rolled to the ground, its bright red eyes blinked, and then lost life.
"The cleanup is complete, the second echelon will quickly come to the church to meet up."
The nightingale's ethereal and indifferent whisper sounded in Ed's ears. He looked toward the anvil, and the big man had obviously heard the same message.
"Let's go and fight them." Rowan had already fallen down from the watchtower.
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In the church, the wooden sculpture of the "Lady of the Lake" enshrined has no head, replaced by the head of the village priest. Spikes protruded from his bloody mouth, and his bulging eyes were full of fear.
The torso in the linen robe fell limply to the ground, like a puddle of neglected straw. Ed searched the body for a while, but found no valuable clues.
"How's it going? Did you find his black blood bottle?" Rowan asked casually next to him.
"No, he shouldn't be a formal clergyman," Ed replied.
A rural church like this is unlikely to be able to afford a formal clergy. At most, they are monks or lay believers who preach on behalf of others. Although they are also called "priests", they do not have a formal priesthood and have not studied secret texts, so they are unlikely to survive.
Only believers who have been consecrated by other priests and have dedicated their own blood in the baptismal basin can obtain their own black blood holy bottle as a formal priest.
As for Father Dillon, his official priesthood is "priest."
Ed once saved his life with Father Dylan's Holy Black Blood Bottle, and he still remembers the black bottle - even with fatal injuries like cutting his throat, he can still save his life through the Holy Black Blood Bottle.
Afterwards, he asked Dylan if he could also obtain the Holy Black Blood Vase through some channels. After all, even a half-hearted guy like Dylan could become a priest, which meant that this thing probably did not require any piety of faith. As a result, Dylan gave him a severe lesson:
Although the healing power of the Black Blood Sacred Bottle is powerful, the priest must also pay a corresponding price——
To make a black blood holy bottle, you must first introduce at least one liter of your own blood into the baptism basin through a blood collection bottle, and then put a blood stone into the holy bottle made of obsidian to seal it. The blood stone will absorb the essence of the blood into the bottle through the bottle body, so that you can get a small bottle of your own exclusive blood essence.
Although the blood essence in the sacred bottle stimulates the body to heal itself, the process is extremely painful and affects the user's lifespan.
At the same time, in order to maintain the effectiveness of the Black Blood Sacred Bottle, the clergy theoretically must re-make the Black Blood Sacred Bottle every six months, and the blood recovery period will inevitably lead to physical weakness.
So Ed simply gave up the idea - after all, the Bureau of Investigation couldn't give him half a month's leave every six months to recuperate.
"By the way, can you tell me a little bit about what Mr. Eaton's guess is? You will know it when you tell me, but I am still confused now."
Taking advantage of the opportunity for the others to search various parts of the village in pairs, Ed asked Rowan.
"Eton told me not to tell you for the time being, but..." Rowan hesitated for a while and sighed, "Oh, well, you will know sooner or later."
“…remember the subway massacre?”
