A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 344 Did it come with a cover or not? (Like a cover)
While Caesar was visiting the old church, Lu Mingfei and Fingel had already arrived in Akihabara, the holy land of otaku.

To be honest, this place is really lively. Early in the morning, there are already quite a few pedestrians, either queuing to buy the latest games or queuing to buy popular comics and light novels.

Seeing all the maid-dressed girls handing out flyers for maid cafes on the streets, and huge posters of various anime girls hanging on the tall buildings on both sides, Lu Mingfei really wanted to cheer. It was practically a holy place.

His excitement was suppressed by reason, and Lu Mingfei held back. He looked around like a thief, afraid that Boss Caesar, Senior Brother Sha Pei, or the two Senior Sisters would suddenly appear from some corner and capture him and Fingel, who were slacking off, and execute them immediately.

"Are we really okay here to have fun, Senior Brother Finger?" Lu Mingfei didn't even want to stand on the street; he wanted to get into a shop as soon as possible.

His lewd, wandering gaze made those in the know understand that Lu Mingfei was worried about being seen by acquaintances, while those who didn't might have thought he was peeping at beautiful women on the street.

Such behavior left Fingel, who had known him for over a year, speechless. "Wait, bro, you weren't this extreme before," he said. "Don't worry about it."

"Caesar, Chu Zihang, and Nuonuo are all focused on their work; how could they possibly have discovered us here?"

"Before we go back at night, we just need to agree on our statements and make sure we don't let anything slip."

Seeing this, Lu Mingfei really wanted to hug and kiss Fingel. This was the real senior brother he knew!
He nodded repeatedly: "Well said. We're just the vanguard. The main force is Principal Angers leading the main army. Why are we working so hard? The scholarship is only a few dollars."

Seeing that Lu Mingfei was so cooperative, Fingel grinned and handed him a card: "Spend it sparingly, and remember to get an invoice. I can get reimbursed by the college."

"Huh?" Lu Mingfei was a little surprised: "No need, we can buy it together. Senior brother, you pay, and I'll just carry the bags. I'm a professional bag carrier."

"No, no, no." Fingel shoved the card directly into Lu Mingfei's hand: "It's better to separate. I'm going shopping in the R18 district. No matter how thick-skinned I am, I'm not thick enough to go shopping in that kind of place with you."

After saying this, Fingel left the card and disappeared into the crowd without looking back.

Even Lu Mingfei couldn't figure it out, and his futile attempt to reach out Er Kang's hand couldn't bring back the departing Fingel: "There's no need, senior brother."

"What's wrong with strolling through the R18 section together? We're brothers, the older brother doesn't criticize the younger brother, unless... um! Unless the Fingel brothers' XP is particularly niche and they're afraid of being seen?"

Lu Mingfei, who was lost in thought about his senior brother XP, had no idea that Fingel had quickly arrived at the entrance of Akihabara, opened the back door of a car, and sat inside.

The two cold-faced killers that Lu Mingfei was particularly wary of were both in this car, and they had just seen Fingel off as he led Lu Mingfei into Akihabara.

“Done.” Fingel smiled with absolute confidence: “Knowing Lu Mingfei as I do, once that kid enters Akihabara, he’ll be so engrossed he won’t want to leave. He won’t be able to interfere with our operation before tonight.”

"Okay." Chu Zihang silently drove the car towards Shinjuku, the place where Ince disappeared before. Maybe he could find some clues there.

Upon arriving at their destination, Chu Zihang and Susie got out of the car. Chu Zihang activated his Hunter's Spiritual Vision, amplifying his five senses, in an attempt to capture any clues left by Ince, or even those left by the Ghost Clan.

However, hope was slim. The city streets were bustling with cars and pedestrians, and several days had passed. Any trace would be easily destroyed, and even the hunter's extraordinary senses would find it difficult to track.

Susie wanders around aimlessly, relying purely on luck; if she's lucky, she might make a discovery.

Fingal and Chen Motong, who remained in the car, also used their extraordinary abilities.

Fingel, the White Tower Pathway Sequence 7 Guardian, possesses the extraordinary ability to reconstruct events that have occurred in a certain area. He is like a detective with cheat codes, able to easily trace back various murder scenes and catch the murderers.

After Fingel was promoted to Sequence 4 Prophet, this ability was greatly enhanced, and it could be restored through the connection at the level of fate.

As mentioned earlier, it is possible to reconstruct the entire process of how the Word of Power "Junyan" was launched, how it was launched, and how it blasted the ground based on the scorched ground created by Junyan, thereby imitating the Word of Power "Junyan".

Similarly, Fingel is now attempting to reconstruct the entire process based on the traces of Ince's Dark Realm.

As usual, Chen Motong, based on the list of video uploaders provided by Norma, delved into the collective subconscious, visiting each of their mental islands one by one to see if the video uploaders had discovered Ince's whereabouts.

"Phew." When Fingel opened his eyes again, he saw that Chu Zihang and Susie had returned to the car: "No, the restoration of the fate level is also being interfered with."

"That guy Ince has a lot of abilities."

Chu Zihang understood: "【Crawling Hunger】was originally a sealed artifact held by the Bishop of the Five Seas. None of us know what kind of souls are grazing inside or what kind of abilities they possess."

"Perhaps it has the ability to resist restoration."

Susie looked somewhat disappointed: "Does it also possess the ability to remain undetected and negate the winner's good fortune?"

Susie thought she would surely stumble upon a clue if she was lucky enough, but there was none. The winner's luck shouldn't be this bad.

There is another possibility: fate may have thought that they were no match for Ince, so Susie was particularly lucky not to find Ince's whereabouts, and if she didn't find him, she didn't have to fight him.

However, Susie herself rejected this possibility, saying that no matter what, they had two Sequence 4s and two Sequence 5s.

Even with the [Crawling Hunger] buff, Ince is only a Sequence 4, so he shouldn't be far superior to them, right?
Unless it's a one-sided victory, good luck should allow her to discover something.

Unless that Inster was exceptionally cautious and deliberately left not a single trace, not only erasing his own traces but also the traces of so many elite members of the Fierce Ghost Clan.

Chen Motong slowly opened her eyes, but they had found nothing from the person who uploaded the video, and the investigation into Ince had come to a standstill. Little did they know, Ince, whom they were looking for, was watching them from afar.

At the top of a streetlamp, a crow with a right eye socket larger than its left quietly watches the Kassel quartet, transmitting what it sees and hears from its soul to its body.

Xu Lie sat in the largest room on the first basement floor, his gaze sweeping over Chu Zihang and Fingel. After being promoted to the Destiny Trojan Horse, he was already able to manipulate fate.

Not to mention that he also has the support of the Source Castle. As long as Xu Lie himself does not want to be found, then prophecy, restoration, tracking and other such things will have no chance of finding him.

However, considering how hard the members are working, it would be better to meet them; it might even speed up the progress of their "Wooden Horse" role.

Xu Lie got up, opened the door, and walked along the corridor to the hall. He could hear the deep and intense prayers.

The members of the Fierce Ghost Clan, with their fanatical expressions and delirious eyes, prayed as if they were in a cult meeting, each one more frantic than the last, a veritable chaotic dance of demons.

"My flesh and blood are merely a vessel to hold my faith. My Lord, please grant me divine grace to tear it apart, for only in this way can my soul behold the face of God!"

"All unbelievers are firewood, and all doubters should be purified. When the judgment of our Lord comes, their painful cries will be the most beautiful hymns offered to our Lord!"

"Leave! It is the oracle of my Lord! The oracle of my Lord has been given! Leave from where? I understand! My Lord commands us to help those lost sheep leave this painful world!"

Xu Lie walked past them without disturbing their focused prayers.

It was Feng Moxiu who had the sharpest eyes. Seeing Xu Lie passing by, he quickly ran over and bowed, saying, "Lord Ince!"

"My Lord..." After bowing, the Wind Demon Cultivator raised his head, his expression quite different from before.

The previous Wind Demon Cultivator was cold and ruthless, with little expression on his face, looking like a professional assassin.

The Wind Demon Cultivator, his face now contorted with madness, his eyes bulging outwards, exclaimed with a strange excitement: "My lord, does my master have a new divine decree?"

Xu Lie nodded with satisfaction, then gave a perfunctory answer that didn't answer the question: "Pray well, my Lord is always watching over you."

"Hey!" Feng Moxiu didn't notice anything amiss and thought Xu Lie had officially answered his question, so he was very grateful.

Xu Lie had previously arranged for the elite members of the Fierce Ghost Clan to bring back the ordinary members who were still scattered throughout Tokyo, and have them drink the Secret Prayer Potion one by one.

Under the influence of the magic potion, these people did nothing but pray desperately every day, and with Hai Lie from the Chaos Sea actively responding to each prayer, their progress in digesting the information was incredibly fast.

Soon they will all be promoted to Sequence 8 Listeners, at which point they can be released to create influence and disrupt fate.

With these thoughts in mind, Xu Lie bid farewell to Feng Moxiu and found Miyamoto Toru's clone, asking him to 'inform' Herzog once again.

Having completed these preliminary preparations, Xu Lie also planned to head to Takamagahara, the host club that had been booked out.

……

As night falls, the dance floor at Tokyo's most upscale host club in Takamagahara is a chaotic mess under the dazzling, high-frequency spotlights.

To the beat of the upbeat rock music, men and women with different makeup and outfits danced to the rhythm. Several handsome waiters, whose faces rivaled those of school heartthrobs, carried gold powder into the dance floor.

The female customers would spread their hands to get the powder, then slap it all over the male dancers' bodies, leaving luxurious gold dust on their private parts.

Lu Mingfei stared blankly at the scene: "Wait, boss? What happened to the agreed-upon private event?"

No one responded to Lu Mingfei. Chu Zihang kept his word and was toasting Caesar, with Fingel smilingly joining in.

Susie was wiping Chu Zihang's mouth after he finished drinking. Chen Motong, dressed in a dashing men's suit, was frantically waving at the female guests around him.

Left with no other choice, Lu Mingfei roared amidst the physically powerful rock music, "Boss Caesar! Did you really book the whole place?!"

Sitting in the very center of Takamagahara, at the highest point of the entire establishment, Caesar savored the taste of Chu Zihang's toast, feeling ecstatic and overjoyed.

I'm going to have a blast tonight and let off steam after all the frustration I got from the Tokyo parish during the day.

Just as Caesar was feeling incredibly pleased with himself, Lu Mingfei snapped him back to reality. He picked up a lit cigar, took a puff, and exhaled a long trail of smoke that shimmered in various colors under the spotlights. He roared back, "Of course I've booked the whole place!"

“But I don’t think so!” Lu Mingfei shouted back, unusually louder than usual, and even impolitely pointed to the many female customers of different ages.

Fingel, holding a glass of wine, moved closer to Lu Mingfei and shouted, "The venue is booked, but Caesar clearly won't refuse any lady entry to his private space."

Hearing this, Lu Mingfei's forehead creased with annoyance. Come on, Boss Caesar, this is a damn host club!
Normally, only female guests would know about this? If we don't refuse entry to women, what's the difference between booking the entire venue and not booking it?

No! Isn't this just a bag?
This is probably the world of the rich, something Lu Mingfei, who was terrified of poverty, simply couldn't understand.

(End of this chapter)