Mystery: I, the Hermit, am too eager to improve

Chapter 48 Madness! The Contamination by the True Creator

Halls Street.

The carriage stopped at a corner.

Leonard lifted the curtain and said in a low voice, "Roy, let's observe from this side."

"Where is 19 Halls Street?"

Roy asked.

Luo Yao glanced outside and pointed to a corner facing the window.

"That's the three-story building over there."

"Let me see."

Roy took out his binoculars, stepped aside from her, and adjusted the angle so that he could see the house.

The curtains were drawn, so I couldn't see what was going on.

He lowered his binoculars and said in Guvsak, "Our target is that house. There are suspicious people on the five floors to its right. That's where you'll be mainly monitoring the area."

"it is good."

The owl nodded, then quickly flew out of the window, soaring higher and higher in a distant direction until it reached the area Roy had pointed out.

"What a clever owl!"

Luo Yao couldn't help but praise him.

Roy nodded slightly.

They can speak, communicate, and think.

It even proactively wanted to sign a contract with itself.

This level of wisdom and spirituality is quite high among spiritual beings. Could it be that he is a high-sequence existence of the two paths of the Seer of Mysteries and the Knowledgeable One?

Or……

Like Renette, it is not an adjacent sequence, but it senses its own difference and specialness and hopes to use it to help achieve a certain purpose.

Roy took out his Demon Hunter pistol and loaded it with Demon Hunter bullets one by one, while pondering the possible origins of the owl.

If it weren't for the other people around, he would have wanted to go straight into the mysterious hall.

but.

You can try divination first.

He held the pendant in his left hand and murmured, "This spirit owl is friendly to me."

Repeat seven times in a row.

The pendant rotates clockwise.

Roy frowned and continued the divination.

"There is danger inside 19 Halls Street."

Turn it clockwise again, but with a small range of motion.

It's dangerous, but not very dangerous?

This divination should not be taken entirely at face value.

The same question remains.

Without sufficient information, divination cannot be completely accurate.

He tried describing it in various languages, but without exception, there was danger, though very little.

"How is it?"

"Let's take it one step at a time. At least getting into room 19 shouldn't be too dangerous, so it should go relatively smoothly. But who knows what will happen after that?"

"Then I'll continue."

Leonard urged the horse to keep going.

After turning the corner, Roy saw the five-story building—

It is separated from house number 19 by three houses.

Behind it was a large estate.

There is a plaque below.

"Halls Club"

"That building is a well-known club for the wealthy, where all kinds of businesses, including dining, drinking, gambling, and prostitution, are conducted."

Luo Yao explained.

Roy watched for a while, and there were indeed many people inside. Just by looking, it was impossible to tell who was good and who was bad.

He put down his binoculars.

"arrive."

Leonard jumped down from the front, "Roy."

"it is good."

Roy lifted the lid and followed.

Upon reaching the house, Leonard gently knocked on the door. After a while, he knocked again and said, "Hello, Chavas Counter."

"Hello--"

"Stop knocking, rush in."

Roy kicked open the door, gun in his right hand and dagger in his left, and rushed in.

Then, he heard faint sounds coming from above.

"Praise be to the great Creator!"

"You're awesome!!"

Roy charged forward, but before he knew it, he had fallen behind Leonard.

In a direct confrontation, the Midnight Poet is stronger, especially since the opponent has an old man with him. If he doesn't step up, is he supposed to go in personally?

My role is simply to provide support and observe.

Once we reached the second floor, the sound was clearly coming from the room on the left.

Roy pointed to the left and whispered, "Be careful, there's a strong spiritual energy emanating from inside. The other party has probably performed some kind of ritual or used some hidden methods."

"it is good."

Leonard's expression was serious.

He also carried various weapons, ready to fight at any moment, and raised his foot to kick the door—

Roy's spirit began to race, and his eyes stung.

His mind went blank, and in that instant, he suddenly shouted, "Don't kick the door!"

"what?"

Leonard was puzzled, but immediately stopped what he was doing.

but.

It made a creaking sound.

The door opened on its own!

An old man with a face covered in blood and bits of flesh stood behind the door, a ferocious smile on his face.

Roy closed his eyes the moment he opened the door.

"Something's wrong with him!"

"..."

Leonard's lips twitched; without him even saying a word, he had already fired two shots.

Something's not right?

Need I say more?

The old man who opened the door to pray was none other than Sirius Arepius.

Contrary to expectations, there was no ritual magic set up inside the house, but there was a pile of bones with teeth marks on them.

The room was filled with traces of ritual magic.

The ritual was bizarre and terrifying, exuding an eerie and insane aura, as if connected to some terrifying being.

Followers of evil gods are indeed all madmen!

His spirit was pounding wildly, and he didn't dare to use his spiritual vision to observe. He glanced at Roy out of the corner of his eye and immediately closed his eyes.

What's going on?

Is this madman setting up a divine descent ritual?

He immediately said, "My spiritual intuition tells me that just one look at me will drive me mad."

Leonard was extremely anxious.

How do we fight this?

The next moment, he began to recite: "As the sun sets in the west, dewdrops adorn the bosom of dusk..."

As the poetry began to play, Roy felt a sense of peace.

This is a poem to soothe the soul!

He threw the gun in his hand behind him.

"This is a demon hunter pistol; it can be enchanted with spirit."

"it is good."

Frye caught the bullet and fired two shots, aiming precisely at Sirius's heart.

but.

Sirius dodged to the side, avoiding vital organs. The two shots hit his arm, but the other man showed no fear, roaring and uttering strange, terrifying words.

The language carried a filthy power; a few words, yet to others, they sounded like thunder, carrying a terrifying force that could drive one mad.

Roy restrained his spirituality to protect himself.

however.

Even with the help of poetry, it was no use for Frye and Luo Yao, both Sequence 9s; they were simply no match for the terrifying corrosive power of obscene language.

Roy looked down, staring at the ground, glancing around out of the corner of his eye—

He just thought of a solution.

It is not advisable to look directly at it.

You don't need to look at yourself, just look at the ground, as long as it doesn't hinder your walking or fighting.

If you close your eyes and wait for the result, it's fine if there are no external enemies, but if there are external enemies...

They all have to die!

but.

The poison powder bottle is useless now.

The other party looked strange, as if they had gone mad. The poison powder bottle wasn't very toxic to begin with, and if they used it, who knows if the other party would collapse before they could withstand it themselves.

As for incantations and spells.

It's unlikely to be of much use.

Roy frowned.

What a coincidence!

This is indeed very strange. It's highly likely that the script is working, and this time it's targeting me.

Getting close to the night watchman was indeed not very safe.

Even though he hadn't touched the core yet, the other party was already getting impatient.

but.

Roy did not regret it.

The other side was targeting the Steam Church, frequently sending people to deal with them, perhaps in order to restrain the power of the Mechanical Heart and prevent them from helping the Night Watchers.

As long as one is in Tingen and poses a certain threat, the other side will make arrangements.

What Admisor saw may have been a predetermined future.

He was already deeply involved in the situation.

(End of this chapter)