I am the only one who practices magic: I practice magic in the city

Chapter 380 Origin (4000)

exposed!
There was a loud bang in Rosenberg's head, and his mind suddenly became clear. Then he realized that there was no such student in his major!

How could I open the door to a stranger!?
Besides, how did he know that I was the "tyrant" of the Quanzhi Society! ?

"Are you surprised?" The young man of Asian descent smiled mischievously. "Indeed, I am also surprised. I originally thought that you, a tenured professor at Louis University, would be the 'Great Sage' of the Omniscient Society. I didn't expect that you would actually be the notorious 'tyrant'."

Rosenberg remained calm and frowned slightly: "What nonsense are you talking about? What is the All-Knowing Society? What is violence..."

Rosenberg had just said half of his words when he suddenly bent back and leaped back with a reaction and agility that was completely inconsistent with his age. His feet made a harsh sliding sound on the floor, and he distanced himself from the Yarra youth.

His hand slid to his waist almost subconsciously, and his fingertips instantly hooked the buckle of the hidden holster. With a flip of his wrist, a SIG Sauer P365 appeared in his palm.

The first shot was fired the moment the muzzle was raised, and the bullet tore through the quiet space with a hint of scorching air.

Then, without any hesitation, he pulled his arm back slightly to cushion the recoil, and then pulled the trigger again at a dizzying speed. The second and third shots burst out from the barrel one after another, and the muzzle continued to emit flames.

Rosenberg, who was in his sixties, moved like a well-lubricated machine, nimble and precise. There was not a single unnecessary delay in the whole process. His sharp eyes were locked on the chest of the Yad-American youth, ensuring that every bullet posed a fatal threat.

At the same time, he lowered his body's center of gravity slightly and bent his knees slightly so that he could quickly dodge if the enemy counterattacked.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and the shock of the sound seemed to still echo in his ears. Rosenberg's pistol had already returned steadily to the shooting posture in front of his chest, and his eyes still maintained calm and alertness.

The other party was only wearing a T-shirt, and it was obvious that he was not wearing a bulletproof vest. Although he was confident enough in his shooting skills, he still chose to shoot the torso where the shooting area was larger.

Firstly, it was for insurance purposes, and secondly, he also wanted to find out when the other party was seriously injured how the other party knew that he was the "tyrant" of the Omniscient Society.

The moment Rosenberg retreated, he fired three shots in succession, with smoke filling the muzzle.

?

We only fired three shots, why is there so much smoke around?

No! It's not smoke! It's thick fog!

All I could see was gray fog, with visibility less than three meters.

What the hell is this place!?
Even though Rosenberg was one of the few people who had truly seen the mysterious side of this world, he couldn't help but look a little frightened at this moment.

Edgar Rosenberg looked around cautiously, but could not see the figure of the young man from Eurasian origin.

Has he been shot dead?
So what is going on now?!
A damp mark appeared on Edgar Rosenberg's forehead.

"Are you looking for me, Mr. Tyrant?"

Rosenberg felt his eyes blurry, and the young man of Eurasian descent appeared in front of him less than fifty centimeters away like a ghost, looking at him with a smile.

Damn!

He must have been hit just now! How come he is not dead?
What the hell is he!?

In horror, Rosenberg raised his arm slightly and raised the P365 micro pistol again. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, he saw the strange Ya'an blocking the muzzle of the SIG Sauer P365 with his fingers.

Have you read too much pseudoscience? Do you think you can block the bullet by blocking the muzzle with your finger?

Rosenberg pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang!"

The SIG Sauer P365 exploded in Rosenberg's hand, blowing off Rosenberg's right index finger!

"Uh!"

Edgar Rosenberg was indeed the tyrant of the Omniscience Society. Even though his finger was blown off, he didn't even scream, but just groaned.

"Who the hell are you!? What on earth do you want to do!?"

Edgar Rosenberg covered his severely injured right hand, the muscles on his face twitched slightly uncontrollably due to the pain, and a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"I have no interest in your Omniscience Society, Mr. Tyrant." The young man of Ya ethnicity smiled slightly, "You can call me - ASF."

ASF!

The expression on Edgar Rosenberg's face changed slightly.

The ASF that single-handedly destroyed Absterne's Devil's Island, killed the Emanuel brothers, exposed their crimes to the world over the UN, and made the position of the Jude people in this world once again precarious!

No wonder the whole world can’t find out who this person is!
Is it possible that apart from the Omniscient Society, there really is a second mysterious force in this world?
No, it's impossible, otherwise the Omniscient Society would not have never heard of the name of this force for hundreds of years.

After the "Devil's Island Incident" broke out, Quanzhi Society used all its strength to search for information about this mysterious ASF, but always found nothing.

Unexpectedly, it was the young man of Ya ethnicity standing in front of him!
No, maybe this is just an appearance...

At this point, Edgar Rosenberg no longer denied his status as a senior member of the Omniscience Society. He gritted his teeth and said, "What on earth do you want to do? Where is this place? How did you find me?!"

Fang Yu shrugged and smiled easily: "Relax, Mr. Tyrant, I just want to ask you, where is the 'Origin'? What is it?"

Edgar Rosenberg's color really changed for the first time: "How do you know 'Original'!? Who are you!?"

"Now I'm asking you, not you asking me." Fang Yu grabbed Edgar Rosenberg's neck and held him in his hand, considering whether to just give him a Charm Human to make him confess.

Edgar Rosenberg retched twice, and then a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face: "ASF, do you know that you have made a fatal mistake?"

Fang Yu’s black question mark face.

"That is... you shouldn't be so close to me!"

As he spoke, a layer of faint black aura appeared on Edgar Rosenberg's face, and his eyes became pitch black, as if there was no white in his eyes at all. Two small whirlpools suddenly appeared where the pupils had been!

A strange wave came from Edgar Rosenberg's eyes: "Are you ready to fall into the endless abyss? ASF?"

Edgar Rosenberg showed a ferocious and confident smile: "Experience this boundless fear!"

In a blink of an eye.

"Snapped!"

Edgar Rosenberg covered his left cheek in disbelief. "You are not controlled!? This is impossible, this is real..."

"What do you mean? What is it?" Fang Yu slapped him on the right face without any hesitation. "It's just a weakened version of the Eye of Fear. Where did you learn it from? Let me see... um... it turns out to be here..."

With a "swish", Fang Yu tore open Edgar Rosenberg's shirt and vest, revealing a fist-sized black flesh cocoon that looked like the one hatching in the Zerg building in StarCraft, clinging to Rosenberg's chest and beating like a heart.

The edge of the black flesh cocoon was completely integrated with Rosenberg's chest, and countless black threads like tree roots were faintly visible in the skin under Rosenberg's chest. "Is this the source of your power from the 'Origin'?" Fang Yu touched it with his hand curiously. It seemed to have a nerve structure. After being touched, it jumped violently a few times. Rosenberg couldn't help but look painful, which looked much more painful than when his finger was blown off just now.

The day before yesterday, Fang Yu teleported to Xingang after leaving Da Mimi's home in Guangqu Jinmao Mansion. With the help of Youzi's positioning, he easily found the stylist Qi Chenghao who was smoking weed with a few people in a tattoo studio.

Qi Chenghao is quite famous in Singapore. He is not a hairstylist but a stylist. He is the stylist for many big-name stars and he also has his own fashion brand called Urban Reign (don't search, I made it up).

Fang Yu was too lazy to play the cat and mouse game with the nursery-level Qi Chenghao, so he used a charming human to make him betray his superior, Ethan Weatherford from Ang.

According to the six degrees rule, any two people in the world who do not know each other can establish a connection through at most six intermediaries.

In other words, even the connection between a hunter from an African tribe and the President of the United States would require at most six middlemen, not to mention an organization with a clear organizational structure.

The Omniscience Society is a secret organization, but it is still an organization, and it obviously does not need to find six people.

Ethan Weatherford, who is a "blue priest" among Freemasons, can directly contact the "king" Keigo Tano and the "mage" Simon Ostergard who are in charge of the Dongya area.

The two's public identities are the executive vice president of Yotsuba Shoji based in Edo, and the head of Mairensha based in Xingang.

From these two people, Fang Yu obtained the highest-level information about the "Trinity" of Quanzhi Society.

The other two top executives, "King of Kings" Philip Wagner, are in Schwyz, and "Great Sage" Aaron Azri is in Tel Aviv. Only "Tyrant" Edgar Rosenberg is in Miami.

Of course, as senior executives of the Omniscience Agency, Philip Wagner and Yaron Azri also revealed a lot of top-secret information of the Omniscience Agency that would never be posted on the Internet.

The "King" and the "Master" are already the real high-ranking officials of the Omniscient Society. According to their confessions, the Omniscient Society really has mysterious powers.

The source of the mysterious power is "Origin."

As for what the "original" is, they don't know either.

They only know that only the three top leaders of the Trinity can obtain the gift of "Origin" and bestow mysterious power that does not belong to this world.

So this is what the so-called origin is.

With the help of identification technique, Fang Yu knew immediately what was attached to Rosenberg.

But how did this thing get to Blue Star?
After the Great Destruction, this thing can no longer be seen in the main plane. Even the legend about this thing scaring children in the Great Arcane Age no longer exists in the main plane.

How could there be Blue Star?

It’s weird.

Fang Yu grabbed Rosenberg's neck with one hand and grabbed the black flesh callus with the other hand, pulling it out seemingly with ease.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Rosenberg's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets, but Fang Yu was completely unmoved. With a little force, Fang Yu pulled out a ball of flesh covered with several-meter-long black whiskers from Rosenberg's chest.

The whiskers kept twisting and dancing, as if trying to break free from Fang Yu's hands.

Judging from the length of the whiskers, this thing has almost completely merged with Rosenberg.

There was a fist-sized blood hole on Rosenberg's chest. The bone was completely gone where the sternum was. Rosenberg, who had lost his black flesh, was like a deflated ball. Not only did his body begin to shrink rapidly, his eyes also lost their original luster. It was obvious that he was dying.

Fang Yu casually threw out two "healing spells" and "purification spells", and at the same time a white flame ignited in his left hand. In an instant, the black meat ball in his left hand, along with its whiskers, turned into ashes.

This guy Rosenberg cannot die until the real body of this thing is found.

Information about "Original" has never appeared on the Internet. If this guy died now, it would add some workload.

"You, who are you...?" Rosenberg, who had recovered a little, looked at Fang Yu with empty eyes. He never expected that the mysterious power bestowed by "Origin" would have no effect on the Yak youth in front of him.

You know, ever since he succeeded the "Tyrant", he has been able to do everything successfully with the ability of "primordial fear". He even feels that if he doesn't have to hide his identity, he can even rule the world with this ability!
"Don't worry about who I am. Tell me, where is this origin you are talking about?" Fang Yu said impatiently.

It's so annoying. I have to solve it quickly because I have to go to Everywhere to get it.

“You, you can’t possibly defeat the Original…” Blood gushed out of Rosenberg’s mouth, and his face turned abnormally red. “The Original is the origin of this world, it is…”

"That's bullshit! Forget it, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

Hearing Fang Yu's words, Rosenberg was stunned. You're not going to ask anymore? As soon as he had this doubt, he saw Fang Yu's pupils seemed to condense slightly.

"Originally, it was..."

Rosenberg couldn't help but tell the original location, and then his body was ignited by a layer of white flames, and almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into ashes.

"Gotham?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Fang Yu's eyes.

Never mind, let’s go to Gotham first. If everything goes well, we should be able to get back to Los Santos before 10 o’clock in the evening.

The gray mist around them suddenly disappeared, and the welcoming world that had originally lost its color suddenly became colorful, and it was still Rosenberg's home.

Fang Yu's figure flashed and disappeared immediately.

Kindergarten Chapter 2:
When my son came back that day, I asked him if he had played with C today and if he had given C the gift. My son said no, but A said she wanted it, so I gave it to her.

I sighed and said, baby, A will not like you if you do this. You can only give the gift to C and let A see it, then A will like you.

But my son still didn’t understand. I knew it wasn’t going to work, so I thought I had to go to school myself. So the next afternoon when I went to pick him up from kindergarten, I brought a small Princess Elsa doll.

For families with boys, it is best to prepare more small toys such as Frozen, StellaLou, Chlomi, and Lingna Belle, and let the son give them to the little girl.

These things are not expensive, the genuine ones only cost a few dozen dollars.

When school was over, we parents lined up at the kindergarten gate. I deliberately lined up with C's father, and A's grandmother was closer to the front.

After I picked up my son, A, who came out first, was clamoring for her grandmother to buy her a candied haws at the door, and C was next to him. I said to my son: Hey? The kid next to you is C, right? Didn't you tell your dad that C is your best friend in kindergarten? How about giving your best friend a small gift?

My son blinked and was about to say my best friend is A, but before he could say anything, I gave Princess Elsa to C.

C’s father quickly said no, no, I said it’s okay, take it, take it. Little girl C was also very well-mannered and said uncle, I don’t want it. I said this is not a gift from uncle, it is given to you by xxx.

At this time, A was watching on the side and his expression changed.

There is not enough space, I will continue tomorrow.

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(End of this chapter)