Chapter 129: The Dark Omen
Ann led the fuller goat through the dark alley. She pulled the hood on her head. The wide thin cloak and the tall figure made it difficult to guess the gender at a glance. Although Kenyattaâs public security was average, it was best to have one less thing to worry about.
Her companions werenât around and for the first time her face showed traces of bitterness.
Nemo didnât blame her. Not even a hint of unhappiness was revealed.
Strictly speaking, her responsibility wasnât large. The surveillance bug, like its name, were not specifically bred to find people, but it was undisputable that Oliver disappeared within her reach. Whether as a member of Tumbleweed or as a senior with more mission experience, she couldnât help blaming herself and fall into self-guilt.
If oneâs beloved were to disappear directly in front of another companion, even if they knew it wasnât the other partyâs fault, Ann didnât think she could continue to get along amicably with the other party as if nothing had happened. She would at least lose her temper, exchange a few harsh words, and vent the pain in her heart.
But she could see that Nemo was even cautious around her, as if he was afraid she would blame herself more for it, or become afraid of him.
This only made Ann sadder.
If something really happened to Oliver, she didnât think she could come out as unphased like before. After making sure no one was around, Ann knocked on the black badge, called up the light screen, and glance at the series of tasks she had released again. Unlike Cross, who was cash-strapped, she spent money on an instant notification service. The money in her private account was decreasing at an avalanching rate.
This was the property she had saved for nearly twenty years, but she was in no mood to care anymore.
The black badge on her chest quietly pulled her, and the feedback of another task arrived. After making sure no one was around, Ann glanced at the dense text and her back stiffened. She meditated for a moment, took out a communication crystal, and just when she hesitated to contact the side first, the sky was illuminated by the warning spell of the Laddism ChurchâŚ
Ann recognized the spell and it helped make her choice.
Nemo took out the gleaming crystal in his pocket, and the vulture-like demon worshipper in front of him had fallen to the ground by now, sleeping unknowingly.
After getting the information he wanted, he quickly wiped the opponentâs memory of himself and spread out his perception in an instant. Strangely, no enemy was approaching his position. In their team, in addition to himself there was probably only one other person, the former knight commander, who could make this kind of move.
He nervously took out the crystal and quickly walked out the door.
âAre you okay?!â It was a slightly low female voice that sounded on the opposite side. Ann sounded quite anxious. âThatâs the warning light from the Laddism Church. They mustâve discovered a superior demon or demon warlock. Are there any suspicious people near you? No, no. Right now, get out of there firstââ
âIâm fine,â Nemo immediately replied and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief. âBesides this, could it be they found Mr. Cross?â
âNo. If itâs Cross, theyâll issue a summoning order,â Ann sounded relieved. âBut Nemo, youâd better hurry back⌠I have something to discuss with you. Iâm next to the clock tower in the southwest corner. Iâll contact Cross. There are people at the bishop level here. We canât risk staying here too long.â
âBut there are no demon warlock or superior demon here.â Nemo closed the door behind him and once again concealed his face with the dark shadows. He jumped on the roof and began to sprint in the direction of the bell tower. The gray parrot parked on the roof spread its wings and followed him closely. âI⌠Uh, explored it. Do you really donât need me to go to Mr. Cross now?â
âYes.â Nemo closed his eyes again, letting the fast-moving air blow across his cheeks. That little âstarry skyâ spread out again, still dim⌠No.
Leaving aside Bagelmaurus who he knew about, a very bright star appeared in his mind. It wasnât far from him and was showing the location of where it was going to appear.
ââŚNo. Thereâs indeed a superior demon in the city now.â Nemo quickly corrected his statement but the movement under his feet didnât delay. âIt should have appeared at least half an hour ago.â
He failed to find out in time. Nemoâs back was sweating coldly. After confirming his identity, he relaxed a lot in term of defense, and it was this slack that caused unnecessary confusion among his companions.
Nemo gritted his teeth and tried to expand the scope of the starry sky in his mind, but his perception seemed to be blocked by something. The closer he got to the edge of the area, the more blurred the âstarsâ became. If he wanted to be flawless, he could perceive at most all creatures related to the Abyss within a radius of more than 200 kilometers.
The feeling was shocking, like asking him to abandon the focus on his field of vision and gaze at living creatures far apart at the same time. It made his brain feel uncomfortable as if it was stirred by an external force.
His cognition was restraining him.
Nemo clenched his lower lip and stopped in front of the bell tower. Although he knew what the stars in his mind represented, he didnât know the principle. After all, no recorded demon possessed this ability, and he had to figure out why they appeared as soon as possible.
After he successfully rescue Oliver from the Insular Court.
Nemo saw the figure of the female warrior and he knew instantly who it was. His nose was much more sensitive than before, and he could easily smell the faint scent of thyme on her body.
âThereâs nothing wrong with Cross.â Ann glanced at him, as if to confirm whether he was missing any limbs. âThey are on their way.â
The Preceptor Bishop Felix Waldron was indeed in a bad mood, the kind that was worried.
Dealing with the group of believers from the Mooney Sect was already annoying enough. Due to the sensitivity of the situation, they have to take care of the young people like fragile porcelain while they were delirious, so as not to provoke those from the Mooney Sect. When the situation of the Abyssal Church deteriorated, he was distracted with dealing with such trivial matters, which particularly annoyed him.
If it werenât for the fact that they happened to be transferred to Roadside Town, he would never personally escort these children himself. The bishop paced back and forth in the room, looking at the crystal ball in the center from time to time.
âWhat time is it?â he thought in a daze. A strong enemy was likely to emerged and humans were still worrying about these red tapes, while others were fighting over pieces of land. Felix really wanted to shake those Alban nobles dizzy and wake them upâŚ
Indeed. With the chaos inside Alban everything began to go awry. The headquarters of the Abyssal Church collapsed inexplicably, and everything that followed was difficult to explain with common sense. It was said that the Devil of the Abyssal Church itself, the main force of the Abyssal Church, Hagen Ingram, one of the twelve bishops, died in that incident.
But to the credit of any surface religion, as the church collapsed, the thing that ran out didnât look like they were on their side. The Preceptor Bishop of Alban was nearly 50 years old and when he recalled the sudden sense of oppression, he still shuddered uncontrollably.
If thatâs the legendary superior demon of the Abyssal ChurchâŚ
He didnât dare to think about it anymore. Ordinary superior demons were not as powerful as that. There was no doubt that that thing was stronger than Aurorae, and there was still no movement after it slipped away. If it really wanted to, he wasnât sure whether the current unsuspecting human country can hold up.
Felix at that time didnât hesitate. He sent a notice to the Central Holy Church as quickly as possible for the first time after he left. Now the news should have reached the Popeâs earsâ But before the Popeâs instructions arrived, the black figure already had a name among the Knights of Judgement.
They call it a âdark omenâ.
A dark omen was quite appropriate. Felix sighed melancholically as he leaned closer to the crystal ball in center of the table. The crystal ball wasnât too big. He could hold most of it with one hand. At this moment, it was lying quietly on the silk cushion. The crystal ball was close to dark blue, and a small piece of carefully carved white bone jade was embedded at the top, which would light up from time to time.
It could detect the magical reactions of the Abyss within a radius of ten kilometers, which made it extremely expensive. If it werenât for the crusade against the Abyssal Church, he wouldnât be able to hold one for this long with just his authority. Originally, he felt sorry for this, but unexpectedly, a wave of unfinished business had started again. The task of Roadside Town would follow immediately.
He changed his mind. Felix touched the warm crystal ball gloomily. If the world could be more peaceful, he wished he would never see this thing again for the rest of his life.
A very strong spot of light suddenly appeared in the crystal ball, then the sound of rubbing flesh made his scalp go numb.
It was the reaction of a superior demon.
Felix made a quick decision, waved one hand out the window and directly sent out a warning spellâŚ
The safety of the people in the city came first.
After making sure that the spell was completed, he set up his shield and looked at the superior demon in front of him. To his surprise, the uninvited guest was no stranger to him.
Twisted and squirming armor, a big sword like a corpse; the legendary demon slayer was standing in front of him.
Felix didnât know how to react for a moment. Aurorae had never been exposed to any religion before. It wasnât not so much non-contact and was better to say that he didnât put them in his eyes at all. This ancient demon must have known they had been observing him, but he never cared, just as people didnât care about the gaze of jumping spiders in the corner.
âThis thing.â The demon picked up the crystal ball on the table and weighed it in his palm. âIâm taking it.â
In just one sentence, the spacious room was already packed with Knights of Judgement who came to support. It was just that in the face of this familiar yet strange opponent, everyone wasnât sure how to react. They all looked at the Preceptor Bishop.
âIâm sorry, Mr. AuroraeâŚâ Felix raised his chest and gritted out the honorifics between his teeth before making a gesture. âItâs very important to us.â
âReally?â the demonâs tone didnât fluctuate. âIâm just saying hello and I didnât ask for your permission.â
Felix made a gesture and the Knights of Judgement leaned forward. The metal armor collided making light crashing noises.
âAre you sure?â Aurorae grabbed the crystal ball with one hand while the other clenched the hilt of his big sword. âFelix Waldron, your troops are indeed qualified to fight me⌠but our battle will assuredly destroy this city.â
There was even a contemptuous smile in the demonâs tone, âand this is just a small detection prop, which could only detect my compatriots.â
âThereâs a bone jade on it.â Felixâs face tightened. âYou must know this.â
Not to mention the bone jade itself, the associated stone of the bone jade alone could turn ordinary surface spells into Abyssal attributes. The bone jade retrieved by the crusading army often needed to be process in accordance with extremely strict regulations and then divided up by the royal families of each country. No one could explain the specific origin of this previous resource, but even the Demon Kingâs skull retrieved by the previous generation of crusaders; the power contained in it wasnât as powerful as bone jade.
It could not only be used as a conversion medium and energy core in all kinds of expensive magic props but was also an excellent material for making destructive weapons. Let alone demons, they canât even allow it to fall into the hands of ordinary humans.
Although the size of this bone jade was indeed not worth mention and it had undergone irreversible processing and was difficult to apply to other aspects. StillâŚ
âIf what I want is this thing, I could easily grab it from those fragile royal families.â Aurorae rubbed the white round bead the size of a grain of wheat on the top of the crystal. ââŚIâm not interested in this thing.â
âWhy?â The movements of the Preceptor Bishopâs fingers moved faster, and one by one defensive arrays encircled the room. âYou have been walking in the world for a long time. Itâs impossible for you to need such a detection prop until now.â
âBecause I didnât want to use it before?â Aurorae replied nonchalantly and pressed against the defensive array casually. The array made a sound like glass shattering and was instantly damaged. âEven if our moral standards are completely different from yoursâŚâ
The orange eyes flashed coldly from behind the helmet.
âMaking oneâs parentsâ bodies into tools to be use freely⌠This kind of thing⌠Humans canât easily do.â