I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 442

The tentacles had completely crushed the skeleton soldiers summoned by Haria.

After the last guard disappeared, they quickly enveloped her body like a swarm of sharks that had smelled blood.

The sticky, damp, and fishy-smelling substance had an immediate and intense hallucinogenic effect upon contact.

A bizarre and distorted illusion flooded her brain, and a scream like a sharp object scraping against a glass surface constantly assaulted Haliya's sanity.

But she still remembered the other person's last whispered words, which sounded like a dream.

"time……"

What more time do they need to buy...?

……

"The initial plan can be considered complete."

When Ralph saw that Haliya's eyes were lifeless, he knew that she was completely under his control, just like the others.

A small group of people broke away from the crowd and came to surround him.

"Why not just kill them?"

Someone came closer and asked in a low voice.

"Everyone who goes out is one of our own people, so there's no need to worry about anyone leaking information."

"Your suggestion is cautious, but not cautious enough."

Ralph crouched down on the ground, rubbed a handful of mud mixed with the blood and dust of an unknown creature on his face, his movements natural and without any psychological barrier.

"The enemy is a powerful being capable of defeating the leader's avatars, and has had direct contact with them, so it is highly likely that they have left marks or methods on them."

"Perhaps the moment we make a move, he will sense it and come immediately."

"Don't forget, the reason we made our move at this time was because we saw that the enemy was in poor condition after the big battle and had become complacent after their victory."

"There's no need to arouse his suspicion again. We need to minimize our presence until we achieve our goal."

After he finished speaking, another voice came from behind him.

"We have long been prepared to dedicate our lives to our Lord, so why hide it like this?"

"Stupid question."

Ralph suddenly turned around, his eyes shining with a frightening intensity, a madness that caused even the followers behind him to take a half-step back.

Do you think I value my life?

"No...don't dare..."

The congregant who had asked the question earlier lowered his head in response, intimidated by Ralph's imposing presence.

"Death is the inevitable end for us, but to die without contributing to its arrival is an unforgivable sloth!"

"Don't you want to witness their arrival, and the end of this world and humanity?"

There was complete silence below, but the almost fanatical eyes had already given the answer.

"There's no movement or anyone on the first floor below. I guess he's already left with that nun."

A person with eyes on their cheeks suddenly spoke, saying this.

Within the cult, he and three other members were specifically responsible for overseeing the situation inside the building, but in the previous chaotic battle, the other three had already perished at the hands of the demons.

"Perhaps he thinks that the main culprit has been eliminated, and that we are no match for him."

"you sure?"

"of course."

Upon hearing this, Ralph laughed twice.

"That proves that we have achieved our goal."

He knelt down in front of Shiloh, the only one who wasn't under control.

"Kindness is not given for nothing; you should know what to do later."

A cold, damp atmosphere assaulted her senses, and Hilo felt as if she were surrounded by wolves, ready to be torn apart at the slightest movement. She looked at Lawrence, still pale and defeated, on the ground and nodded with difficulty.

"Let's go, don't keep the reporters waiting."

Ralph stood up.

The silent environment gradually filled with sounds, as if even the colors came back to life.

He resumed his previous limping gait, covered in dirt and looking exhausted, resembling a typical homeless person.

The others, as before, were laughing and chatting.

Everything seemed unchanged, but Hilo felt as if he had fallen from heaven to hell, surrounded by demons and monsters disguised as humans.

……

"As you all have seen, this is the demon's corpse that fell from the top of the building."

"This is the first time that humanity has scientifically confirmed the existence of demons and obtained real information about heroes."

"Now...what?"

Reporters were passionately explaining the situation to the cameras when they received a series of questions from different studios.

"The broadcast footage showed absolutely nothing, completely empty?"

"Can anyone tell me what's going on? This is unbelievable!"

The firsthand information obtained at great risk turned out to be nonexistent, a stark contrast that nearly drove many media professionals on site to their breaking point.

Just as they were at their wits' end, a voice came from behind them.

"I think we can answer this question."

They turned their heads and saw a series of unsteady, staggering figures approaching them from the entrance of the building.

The figures looked extremely disheveled, but their eyes shone brightly, and their aura was extraordinary.

Without needing to verify their identities, all the reporters strode forward, ignoring the police cordon, and swarmed in front of them.

"We saw you come out of the building. Are you survivors who were inside from the beginning and managed to escape?"

"What exactly happened inside the building? We just saw a giant snake crawling out of it. Are there monsters like that inside?"

"Why are demons in the building? Were they summoned by people inside the building through a mysterious ritual?"

The reporters' barrage of questions was clearly very uncomfortable, and most people turned their faces away and remained silent.

Or their eyes are lifeless, clearly indicating they have suffered a major emotional blow.

Only a few can converse fluently.

Among them, the young man who looked disheveled and walked with a limp appeared to be the most normal.

As if automatically searching, all the microphones converged on his lips.

"Would it be convenient for you to introduce yourself?"

“No problem, my name is Ralph, and I am a superhuman.”

"You were the one who said you could answer our questions, weren't you?"

"Yes."

"So why can our eyes see demons, but the footage can't be broadcast on television? Are we just hallucinating?"

"No, it really exists."

"The camera cannot capture the existence of the demon because it is nothing but a soulless dead object. Only beings with souls and intelligence can confirm the existence of the demon with their own eyes."

Even if it cannot be recorded, it truly exists there, and if you are brave enough, you can even touch it directly.

Upon hearing Ralph's statement, a daring reporter grabbed a stone from the ground and threw it at the demon's corpse before quickly looking at the camera.

The stone didn't land on the ground but stopped at a height of about ten centimeters before rolling down, as if it had hit a sandbag that was invisible to the naked eye.

(End of this chapter)