Those who reincarnate must die.

Upon hearing the witch's words, Zhang Lang immediately reacted:

She knew I was a reincarnator! Or at least she knew I was different from the natives of this world! She had also met another reincarnator!

When did you see that person? Where is he now?

Faced with Zhang Lang's questioning, the little witch smiled slightly:

"That was a long time ago, seven years ago? Or eight years ago? I think he probably left this world a long time ago... He didn't leave a name, not even a photograph!"

Seven or eight years ago? If the timeline of this world is synchronized with the world of the reincarnators, then this person would most likely be dead by now... If he is still alive, then he must be an extremely powerful being!

Zhang Lang narrowed his eyes, but based on previous experiences, no matter how long he spent in the mission world, an hour would always pass when he returned to reality. Therefore, it seemed unclear how this time was actually calculated…

Forget it, he's just some ethereal reincarnator with no basic information. I'll just kill him whenever I encounter him!

"Um?"

Suddenly, the Royal Guard member standing in the corner, with his keen ears, asked, "What's approaching the main gate?"

"Huh?" Zhang Lang was taken aback. He had known for a long time that the other party had the ability to hear everything, but judging from the way he spoke, he didn't speak very loudly, yet he could hear him clearly, as if the words were being spoken right next to his ear!

"He has two abilities!" The witch noticed Zhang Lang's confusion and explained with a smile:

"Not only can I hear sounds that ordinary people can't hear, but I can also transmit my own voice without loss to everyone within a certain range!"

Zhang Lang nodded: "Having such a liaison is very convenient!"

Upon receiving the news from the eagle-like creature, the police in the courtyard immediately drew their weapons and headed towards the intruder. They found an elegantly decorated carriage parked at the gate, from which stepped a well-dressed old man, clearly a resident of the Upper City!

"Who goes there?" the policeman at the door asked sternly.

The old man seemed startled by this unusual scene, hesitated for a moment, and then replied:

"I am Lord Charlor, the leading tobacco merchant in the Kingdom of Egra. I had an appointment with Miss Olivia, and I have come to pay my respects today..."

After saying that, the old man frowned and asked, "What happened to Olivia?"

"He said his name was Charlor, a tobacco merchant, and that he had made an appointment with you before?" All-Hear relayed the conversation at the door to the little witch, who was also the Olivia the old man had mentioned.

"That's right!" Olivia nodded with a smile. "This poor fellow is my neighbor. He unfortunately contracted an illness... the kind that others can't cure, so he comes to me regularly for treatment!"

The man with the keen hearing nodded, then used his ability to relay messages to the policeman at the door: "Tell him that Olivia is not available to receive guests today, and to come back in a couple of days!"

The police relayed the account truthfully, and Lord Charlor immediately showed a look of despair upon hearing it:

"God above, I've already bought my ticket to Brashir, and I'm leaving Fog City tomorrow... Without Miss Olivia's treatment, I'll surely die on the way!"

Shunfeng'er narrowed his eyes, not relaying the words, but Olivia noticed something amiss: "He doesn't want to leave, does he? Humans of this age are always extremely afraid of death... Let him in!"

"But..." Shunfeng'er frowned, but Olivia smiled and said, "Don't worry, I've known Lord Charlor for a long time. He's just an ordinary person and has no ability to harm me! Besides, I have all of you protecting me! Don't forget that His Majesty sent you to protect me, not to guard me. I'm not a prisoner!"

Although Olivia was a special being, she was indeed a favorite among the king and nobles, and the guards dared not offend her, so they had no choice but to agree to let her pass.

Of course, before entering the courtyard, poor old Charlor underwent a thorough body search, making the tobacco tycoon somewhat apprehensive...

"I didn't expect you to serve not only royalty and nobility?" Zhang Lang asked in a low voice in the living room.

"I always need to earn some extra money!" Olivia poured herself another cup of black tea. "Besides, this kid seems honest enough; I quite like him!"

"This kid?" Zhang Lang re-examined the witch before him, guessing that her actual age was probably quite different from her appearance...

Soon, the trembling old man was led into the living room. Faced with a room full of royal guards and Zhang Lang, whose eyes were filled with murderous intent, he visibly shrank back.

"Come on, old Charlor, let me give you one last check before you leave!" The little witch put down her teacup, turned around with a smile, and looked at her old customer who was staggering towards her...

Then, Olivia's expression froze for a moment, and she pointed with her delicate little hand. The giant standing behind her rushed forward and punched old Charlor!

Upon seeing this, Charlor suddenly screamed in agony. The shadow beneath his feet surged wildly, and suddenly a large, pitch-black hand reached out and caught the giant's fist with a bang!

A superhuman?! The surrounding royal guards drew their weapons, ready to attack, their hostility directed at the black hand!

At the same time, countless slender branches shot out from the shadows, connecting the shadows of everyone in the room!

This old Charlor is an accomplice of the assassin!

But with their shadows bound, none of them could move!

Except for Zhang Lang!

Ignoring the shadow's restraints, this guy charged forward and punched the shadow directly!

Wow!

The shadow shattered instantly, but not because of Zhang Lang's fist. It chose to explode, avoiding Zhang Lang's iron fist that was capable of suppressing all mysterious powers!

But this tactic isn't just for escaping!

The shadow shattered into pieces, each entering the shadow of the people bound around it. Then, these people's shadows began to twist on their own, and the people themselves followed suit, making all sorts of contorted movements, accompanied by teeth-grinding cracking sounds, as they twisted and broke their joints, bones, and even their spines...

Thump, thump, thump... The royal guards, acting as bodyguards, fell to the ground one after another, leaving only the target they were protecting, Olivia, who broke free from the shadow's restraints through the power of magic!

At this point, only old Charlor, curled up on the ground clutching his head, Zhang Lang, who was looking around with his fist raised, and the little witch Olivia, who was holding a magic talisman in her hand, remained standing in the room... Even Olivia's giant bodyguard was lying on the ground, his limbs twisted in agony...

A Reincarnator, and a very powerful one at that! Possessing abilities related to shadows, they are difficult to track or trace, invisible and intangible—this is the type that gives Zhang Lang the biggest headache!

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