The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 222 Revenge
In the next few days, London, a metropolis with a population of 860 million, quietly underwent some kind of transformation.

First of all, the concentration of ether in London has suddenly increased, and all transcendents living here feel smooth in body and mind, clear in mind, and practice with half the effort.

This kind of transformation, only a few strong people who really stand at the top of the food chain can vaguely glimpse the truth.

The good news didn't last long. The first thing that appeared on the desk of the Scotland Yard police officer was some rather weird reports, such as the sudden robbery of a bank vault with perfect security facilities.

No matter how the British police and the bank mobilize the surveillance video, they can only see amateur robbers wearing opaque stockings suddenly appearing in the vault, using cloth bags to put banknotes and gold in them, and before the security personnel arrive, they will slap Then disappeared into the air.

If this is not the filming scene of "You Now You See Me", it can only show that the robbers are aliens with extraordinary powers.

The blood clan attaches great importance to this, and immediately contacted the Ministry of Magic, which governs the wizarding world, and the Mage Association, which governs the wizarding world.

However, when the representatives of the three parties sat together and discussed in detail, after repeated investigations, the three faces were stunned to find that there was no such person in their camp.

While these extraordinary forces were at a loss, an even more bizarre attack report appeared at the desk of the werewolf police officer in Scotland Yard.

Those who were attacked were those Middle Eastern refugees who had fished in troubled waters in the King's Cross tragedy.

According to the instructions of the blood nobles, most of these refugees were released from prison, and only a small number of vicious criminals were still imprisoned-this was mainly to appease the ordinary people in Britain and prevent them from making loud protests.

But when those Middle Eastern refugees were released from prison, they encountered strange attacks immediately.

Or grow dense teeth in the throat, couple with each other, and suffocate to death;
Either half a man was stuffed into a utility pole, his guts filled with cement debris;

Either the hair grows backwards, and millions of strands of hair penetrate deep into the skull, stirring up the cerebral cortex—the werewolf police officer who investigated the scene directly vomited a large group of hairs.
Such a curious attack method made the nobles of the blood clan extremely uneasy. All the clans had the money to contribute money and force, and dispatched capable elites to set up a special investigation team to investigate the attack.

The blood clan with ears, eyes and mouthpieces all over London immediately reaped the results. After paying the price of more than a dozen elite combat members, they surrounded a civilian.

After being tortured, Kindred learns that the commoner is just a cement worker whose daughter was harmed by refugees in the King's Cross Disaster.

Desperate for justice, the cement worker pleaded for justice, trying to convict the refugee who attacked his daughter.

It's a pity, it's all in vain. How can a pariah with a low concentration of divine blood have a status in the heart of the blood master compared to those imperial food?
Ever since, those refugees stepped out of the prison without losing a single hair.

Some people even sneered at the cement worker on the Internet, accusing his daughter of being attacked that she deserved it-if it wasn't for being a coquettish coquette, why would she be violated?And why do Middle Eastern refugees only attack her?

The despair and grief in the cement worker's heart can be imagined. When he was sinking in pain and was planning to take revenge on his blood relatives alone, a young British man found the cement worker and handed him a wristband.

"Do you want revenge? Do you want power? Then use it."

The desperate cement worker put on his wristbands, logged in to the London magic net, obtained user qualifications, and was able to release low-level witchcraft in the magic net list.

In order to become stronger and revenge, he sold all his property, exchanged it for paper pounds, and stuffed all these banknotes into the groove of his wristband.

Once the note enters the groove, it disappears automatically and is replaced by the value that appears on the LCD panel of the wristband.

The cement worker recharged himself as a super member without hesitation. He also robbed several banks by using magic spells such as "apparating" and "opening the araho", and used the stolen money to recharge the annual membership and light up the red diamonds. , Green Diamond, Purple Diamond and other extended services.

The cement worker who possessed great strength did not forget his original intention. On a dark and stormy night, he stepped on the spot and attacked those Middle Eastern refugees and their families, and tortured the gang of thugs in the cruelest and cruelest way he could imagine.

The vampires who received the information were shocked. What kind of magical props could enable a cement worker pariah with no extraordinary potential to successfully counterattack and blatantly kill several elite vampire warriors in a frontal battle?
The Thirteen Clans immediately mobilized the most elite researchers to analyze the wrist guards worn by the cement workers.

The blood scholars concluded that the wristband, or the proof of spellcasting, relies on the ether network that has suddenly become peaceful in the city of London recently.

A certain extraordinary existence adjusted and ordered the ether covering the entire city, and proved through spellcasting that the general public could use this huge system called "magic net" to cast spells.

This miraculous behavior led blood scholars to conclude that the technical level of the wristband was at least several times ahead of the blood race, and it was not something that could be imitated and cracked in a short time.

Anyone who only needs to recharge the annual VIP membership, light up all the diamond services, and increase the experience level to several crowns can easily mobilize half of London's Ethernet network.

Once this level of witchcraft is cast, it will definitely be above the level of destroying the city, even the elders of the clan will never be spared.

The blood lord immediately intensified his investigation, but the more he investigated, the more alarmed he became. Even if it was the most optimistic estimate, there are at least a thousand spell-casting certificates scattered throughout the city of London.

In other words, this metropolis with a population of 860 million suddenly had thousands of superhumans who did not belong to the camp.

Once these extraordinary people got rich, they didn't have the consciousness of "not showing their holiness in front of others". They were cautious at the beginning, and they recharged secretly and became stronger. Later, they dared to rob the major banks in London, acted recklessly, and dealt with refugees from the Middle East. , He didn't give the blood master any face.

Unlike those vampires, wizards, and mages who worked hard and accumulated mana over time, these extraordinary people connected to the magic net improved their levels in a simple and rude way.

Charge money, charge a lot of money, charge more money, and you will become stronger.

Such an unstable factor is naturally not a situation that the blood race wants to see. Even the privilege of recharging and becoming stronger should be firmly in the hands of the blood race.

As a result, Scotland Yard immediately cooperated with the blood clan investigation team to search for all spellcasting certificates throughout the city.

It's a pity that London is not the only one. The Ministry of Magic and the Wizards Association are very interested in this novelty toy.

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(End of this chapter)