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

Chapter 443

This scene drew gasps from many reporters, who all had their accompanying cameramen record it.

Excited reporters kept throwing out questions, and Ralph patiently answered them, explaining those extremely rare phenomena in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

In just a few words, the mysterious aspects of this world that are unknown to the public have finally been partially unveiled.

In less than half an hour, all the reporters on site, including many viewers watching the live news broadcast, had developed a great deal of goodwill towards him.

"Your answer has given us a new understanding of the extraordinary world, thank you very much, but I think most people are still interested in your specific experiences inside the building."

Could you share with us what exactly happened to you? How did you end up with such serious injuries?

The bespectacled male reporter holding the microphone asked the question that was on everyone's mind.

Upon hearing this, the clicking of cameras around them subsided slightly, and all eyes turned to Ralph, awaiting his reply.

Faced with this situation, Ralph did not speak immediately, but closed his eyes, as if recalling something or choosing his words.

After a moment, he let out a long breath and began to speak.

"The building was blocked by a fog, making it impossible to leave, but this is insignificant compared to the perilous situation inside."

This calamity was neither accidental nor a natural disaster, but a meticulously planned man-made catastrophe.

Upon hearing this, the scene erupted in an uproar.

"Please allow me to interrupt for a moment."

A reporter raised their hand to ask a question.

"You mean, this was an organized and purposeful supernatural terrorist attack?"

"It sounds impossible, but I have to answer, yes."

Seeing Ralph nod solemnly, the reporter hurriedly pressed for more information.

"Sir, you must have discovered some evidence. Would you be willing to reveal it here?"

Normally, such a major news story would attract competition among various media outlets for exclusive interviews, but the other party had successfully piqued everyone's curiosity, to the point that no one at the scene thought of this, and their minds were only focused on solving the mystery.

"They are a religious group that believes in an unknown existence, and they are extremely disciplined and efficient. Their goal is to sacrifice all the humans inside the building and use this building as a breeding ground to give birth to a giant monster."

As he spoke, Ralph stepped aside and gestured to the people behind him.

"The main structure inside the building has been corrupted by the monster, turning into its body. Look at those broken walls and ruins, can you see red flesh and blood vessels?"

"The reason I know this is because it's everywhere inside the Evidence Building. And the other side made no attempt to conceal their actions. I think it's because, in their original plan, we were all destined to be sacrifices."

He paused, his expression somewhat wistful.

"I never expected that we, these ants who should have died, would burst forth with such strong vitality, break our predetermined fate, and be reborn."

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

This young man named Ralph never directly described the battles he had experienced, but they could sense the heavy sense of death just from his tone.

It's hard to imagine what kind of terrifying mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood the other person must have crawled out of to be able to stand in front of them and talk so confidently in front of the camera.

"Do you have any leads regarding the true identity of the cult?"

On the other side, a female reporter shook the faxed documents in her hand.

"According to the data, there were approximately 6000 people in the building, including staff and visitors that day. But after the attack, only a few dozen of you survived."

Anyone with a shred of conscience would feel outrage at the evil deeds of the mastermind behind all this. So, could you reveal more information about the cult that orchestrated all of this?

"I'm sorry, I must be careful with my words before I can fully confirm the information."

"You can say that this is just your guess."

"This……"

The young man with curly hair in front of me seemed hesitant to speak, so the questioner quickly pressed on.

"Don't worry, we won't take things out of context."

Many people squeezed at the back twitched their lips upon hearing this, unaware that Ralph, who was looking down as if deep in thought, also had the same expression on his lips.

"Anyone who follows news from America or the supernatural knows him."

He paused for a moment before speaking solemnly.

"He is Su Fan."

"Su Fan..." Most people at the scene were confused, but they still remembered the name.

"Wait a minute, are you talking about Su Fan, the one who's recognized as the strongest among many superhumans in America, who has exorcised demons multiple times and even fought against the seventy-two demons of Solomon?"

Suddenly, one of the reporters spoke up, his tone filled with anger and disbelief, but this anger was not directed at Su Fan, whom he was referring to, but at Ralph in front of him.

The sheer volume of his anger was so intense that everyone nearby instinctively moved away, trying to stay as far away as possible.

"Yes, you know him?"

"Of course I know him!"

The reporter put down his microphone and glared at Ralph.

“I have a childhood friend whose family was cursed by an evil spirit. Their bloodline was almost wiped out, and their only remaining relatives were gutted and turned into puppets.”

“Even he himself was on the verge of death. If it weren’t for that exorcist named Su Fan who destroyed the evil spirit, I would never have seen him in my life.”

"Not only my old friends, but also many people who have benefited from his kindness and whose lives he saved."

"Such a well-regarded exorcist, a good man, has become a butcher who murdered thousands in your mouth! Ralph, you are clearly harboring malicious intentions!"

Ralph, unfazed by the questioning, gave a cold snort, his face displaying an air of disdain for arguing and a hint of indignation.

"If you think my words might be defamatory or slanderous, then what about the others?"

"Everyone knows that the leader of the cult is a man with black hair and yellow skin, and he is wearing the traditional clothing of a great Eastern country."

"Everyone saw it: a man surrounded by monsters, intimately connected with them."

"If you don't believe me, you can go and ask."

As Ralph narrated, everyone suddenly felt a sense of disorientation.

It was as if the image of the young man appearing before his eyes, amidst thick fog and monsters, casually stroking the tentacles that wrapped around his shoulder.

And for some reason, the fantastical humanoid figure, which shouldn't have had a specific appearance, gradually became richer in detail, as if such a person really existed in this world, and as if they had just seen him before...

……

[The ability to interfere with the mind.]

Hilo, who was not far away, sensed a series of subtle and faint fluctuations and knew in his heart that the other party had begun to bewitch people.

But she was unable to do anything about it.

We could only watch helplessly as it all happened.

Perhaps in the near future, people who are unaware of the truth will drive out their heroes.

They would insult him, slander him, interpret all his actions with the most severe malice, and even draw their guns against him.

Su Fan's face appeared in Shiloh's mind.

He seemed calm and composed throughout, giving people the confidence that he could bear any amount of malice or burden on his own.

But why?

Hilo turned to look at Haria and Oliver, who were being controlled among the many members of the cult, then looked at Lawrence, who was still unconscious, and slowly lowered his head.

"hiss……"

Not far away, a group of reporters suddenly looked up and covered their heads in unison.

"Damn it, my head suddenly hurts so much..."

"It felt like being pricked with a needle."

"you too?"

"Strange, what did I just say..."

"Can not remember."

"This is unbelievable..."

As the murmurs arose, Ralph's previously smiling lips suddenly tightened.

He suddenly turned around, his terrifying gaze precisely locking onto the seemingly inconspicuous Hilo in a corner not far away.

(End of this chapter)