From Prisoner to Si Chen

High in the sky.

The clouds were hazy.

A monoplane slightly smaller than the X-1 biplane transport was flying at high speed.

The wings cut through the air, making a loud rumbling sound.

At this time, there were two men and two women sitting in the cabin, a total of four young men and women.

One of them was a man and a woman, and Gillan had met them once in the investigation committee hall on the 70th floor of the Triumph Building. They were the reserve "Thorns" members of the ancient secret cult "Midnight Rose".

The four of them all wore the same ruby ​​ring as Gillan, which was a symbol of their status.

"Holden, I heard that you and Celine have met the 001 "Thorns"?"

A young man with small eyes and medium-length hair asked the man with a short haircut opposite.

The short-haired man, Holden, turned his head and looked at Miss Celine, who had short brown hair, and nodded immediately.

"Well. Although I only saw him from a distance, Mr. Gillan's strength should not be underestimated."

Holden sighed.

Celine ate a washed red berry and added in a low voice with a tone of admiration:

"I heard that it was because of him that the top secret cult leaders were willing to break the rules and create a reserve organization like the 'Thorn Crowd'."

"Is it so exaggerated? Make an exception for him alone?"

The small-eyed long-haired man who asked the question chuckled.

"I have actually heard of Gillan. He was once the illegitimate son of a count's family, but this family was completely banned a few months ago for suspected cult activities... As for him, he is now working as a team leader in the Mysterious Investigation Committee, so that's it."

"Buweig, he has another identity, that is, the empire's 'gravedigger'."

The pigtailed woman sitting next to the long-haired man took a sip of coffee and said lightly.

"What does this mean, Halidan?"

Buweig shrugged.

"We are all Level 3 Spirit Mystics and are all Secret Cult Reserves. I really don't understand why the Secret Cult sent us to assist him... Is it because he is No. 001, so he is more special than us?"

"Although I am reluctant to be his assistant, this is the Secret Cult's mission."

Halidan put down the coffee cup and said calmly.

Buweig squinted his eyes, hugged his elbows and turned his head, looking at the clouds outside the porthole, and said:

"When I first received the 'hotline', I felt strange... If it was a joint operation, I had no objection, but I had to obey a reserve of the same level."

"What else are you talking about? Let us, the reserve, come here to broaden our horizons..."

He said with a laugh.

No one spoke anymore, and the atmosphere was silent for a few seconds.

The buzz cut man named Holden sighed and advised:

"I don't know why Mr. Gillan is valued by the esoteric religion... But I have been working in the field of mysticism for more than ten years before I finally seized the opportunity to join the "Thorn Clan". I know that some people are always special."

"I think we should have awe of the strong."

Celine nodded slightly, agreeing with him.

However, Halidan did not say anything about this, and Buweige laughed and retorted:

"Then I hope he is really a strong man, not a "Pigeli" with only appearance."

At this time, the plane began to slowly land in the gray sky.

"Finally, we are here, let's go and see the "famous" No. 001 "Blood Owl."

Buweige stood up first, stretched his waist, and put his hands in his pockets.

…

…

Inside the dock, the open space of the factory.

The body of Councillor Royce fell in a pool of blood, his head torn apart by the fierce firepower of the alchemical revolver, splashing a conspicuous brain and blood on the ground.

Everyone was shocked.

No one expected that Gillan would shoot without hesitation and kill the town councillor on the spot.

"First, sir, we are just following orders!"

The secretary in a suit and tie was so scared that his legs went weak and he raised his hands tremblingly.

"Please don't shoot!"

Even the staff on the side were full of fear and cold sweat. They were afraid that the blond young man in front of them would kill indiscriminately.

Gillan glanced at a few people indifferently and lightly put the revolver into the holster.

The weather in December was a bit cold. Although the local area was in the warmer south, the temperature was only a few degrees.

Councillor Royce's "residue" was still steaming, but Gillan's attention was not there.

He looked in front of his sight without leaving a trace.

The colorful light formed several lines of crooked handwriting, which only he could see:

"Trigger mission: Beheading."

"The local council of Deep Autumn Town colluded with the Blood Harbor Gang, but they didn't know that there was someone behind the gang. Under the cover of the council, the Blood Harbor Gang continued to secretly collect the "Red Whale Heart" to facilitate the secret research of the "No. 7 Golden Army."

"At present, due to the outbreak of the miasma disaster, Deep Autumn Town has been in turmoil, the population has dropped sharply, and the order has collapsed. The Blood Harbor Gang has become the underground ruler of Deep Autumn Town."

"The arrival of the second group of gravediggers seems to have aroused the hostility of local forces. The council and the Blood Harbor Gang will continue to hinder your actions."

"Kill more than half of the members of the Deep Autumn Town Council, or kill the leader of the Blood Harbor Gang and its senior officials to clear the obstacles."

"Time limit: 72 hours."

"Reward: moderate improvement in spiritual knowledge, spirituality, and physicality (choose one of the three)."

"The mission has been accepted."

The task texts in front of him are derived from the new ability of the "player" essence, "Golden Exclamation". It was also the first time it was triggered after he was promoted to Level 4.

‘Will all my actions and motivations in reality passively trigger this ability…’

Gilan’s eyes were filled with contemplation.

‘Beheading is just what I want.’

He retracted his attention, and the colorful text disappeared.

He immediately turned his head to look at the gray-haired person in charge, and said in a deep voice:

“Ms. Theresa, you also heard the communication with the chairman last night…I have obtained temporary privileges, and I can act flexibly on the premise that the grave digging task is the first priority.”

“Well, I know.”

Ms. Theresa glanced at the corpse on the ground, but did not accuse Gilan of being cruel, but sighed and said:

“So what do you think about the current situation?”

“The local council is obviously deeply involved with the Blood Harbor Gang. If we don’t deal with it, our mission will be difficult to carry out…I plan to take action and strike against these two forces.”

Gilan said as if no one was around.

“It just so happens that we are currently lacking ships and energy to sail, and the other party must have what we need.”

As soon as these words came out, the secretary and the clerk collapsed to the ground, trembling all over.

Even Lieutenant Colonel Torre and his adjutant changed their expressions and dared not breathe for a moment.

They all knew that the Empire's special operations department was specifically targeting mysterious disasters and had extraordinary mysterious powers.

The blond young man in front of him specifically pointed out that he wanted to target the town council and the Blood Harbor Gang, so he was definitely not a light-hearted person.

"Well... okay."

Ms. Theresa thought about it and did not refuse.

She knew the current situation, and Gilan's suggestion was the best choice.

"Gilan, who are you going to attack?"

"The Blood Harbor Gang."

Gilan seemed to have planned it long ago.

Ms. Theresa nodded and said:

"Then I will be in charge of the council... How many people do you need?"

"Let Lieutenant Colonel Torre lead a company of 100 people to follow me."

Gilan thought about it and said.

Ms. Theresa frowned slightly and reminded:

"Don't underestimate the Blood Harbor Gang. They must have mysterious power. It may be difficult to deal with you and a company of soldiers alone... I'll let Maiwei and Kaya go with you."

"Yes." Gilan nodded in agreement. "In fact, Chairman Pala has also dispatched support, which should be here soon."

Ms. Theresa raised her eyebrows.

As if to confirm Gilan's words, a roar of car engines came from outside the dockyard.

Followed by the sound of the engine shutting off and the door opening and closing.

A soldier guarding outside ordered:

"The military controls the area, no passage is allowed."

"The investigation committee temporarily certifies that we are ordered to come to support."

A man's calm voice sounded immediately afterwards.

After the vague conversation, there was a sound of footsteps.

Four young men and women walked in with their heads held high.

"Hello, Mr. Gilan Ilos."

The 1.8-meter-tall, burly man with a short haircut strode forward and smiled at Gilan.

But his physique was half a head shorter than Gillan's.

"I am Haldane Nigati. We have met in the committee hall."

The man extended his hand and smiled.

"Hello, Mr. Haldane."

Gillan also extended his hand and shook it politely.

During this process, he noticed that Haldane intentionally or unintentionally nodded the ruby ​​ring on his index finger, hinting at something.

Gillan nodded imperceptibly.

He understood that the other party was hinting at their identities. The four of them were all "Thorns" reserve sent by the secret cult "Midnight Rose".

"This is Celine, and there are Buweig and Halidan."

Haldane introduced the three people around him to Gillan.

"Our numbers are from 002 to 005."

"Thank you for coming all the way here. I just need your help next." Gillan smiled.

At this time, Buweig, who was standing beside Holden, chuckled and said:

"Mr. Gillan, let me tell you in advance that we cannot fight for life and death. We are just here to assist, not to risk our lives."

"Then Mr. Buweig, what can you do?"

Gillan asked with a smile.

"Investigate the enemy situation and guard the rear."

Buweig said lightly.

"My essence is 'reporter', you won't let me charge into battle, right?"

"Well, I understand... It turns out that you are not only cowardly, but also a waste."

Gillan nodded, looking suddenly enlightened.

"Then what are you doing here? Go back to where you came from."

"You..."

Buweig narrowed his eyes.

A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly hidden.

"Haha, that's what you said. We followed the order to come to support, but you didn't accept the good intentions."

Buweig smiled and turned away.

The pigtailed woman beside him, Halidan, also spoke at this time and said:

"My essence is 'merchant', I am afraid it is difficult for me to take on the important task. If Mr. Jilan does not need it, then I will leave too."

"Whatever you say." Jilan said calmly.

Hearing this, Halidan turned around without hesitation and followed Buweig, intending to leave the dock factory.

But at this moment, Jilan said lightly:

"It seems that our organization still needs to raise the threshold. Why do we only recruit useless things."

Pah!

Boweig and Halidan both stopped at the same time.

They turned around slowly, both with expressionless faces.

Buweig said bluntly:

"If we are useless, then what are you?"

"Gilan Iros, you just joined the organization before us, which does not mean you are superior. We cannot disobey the orders of our superiors, but it does not mean that we will accept your insults for nothing."

Halidan said coldly.

"Insult?" Gilan raised his eyebrows, very surprised. "I am just stating the facts."

"In addition, you two obviously do not accept the transfer. In this case, you might as well stop staying in the organization."

"What qualifications do you have to decide this matter?"

Buweig laughed in anger.

Beside Gilan, Miss Celine, with her short hair curled on the side, looked embarrassed and said:

"Mr. Gilan, how about..."

"Celine."

However, Holden quickly pulled her and shook his head with a very serious expression, indicating that she should not interfere.

Celine shut up and took a step back.

Lieutenant Colonel Torre and all the soldiers present were silent and did not dare to interfere at all. Even Ms. Theresa and the other gravediggers looked like they were watching a show.

Jilan's expression was calm.

He suddenly heard a "ding" sound.

A golden exclamation mark appeared above his head.

Colorful words appeared in front of him, and the essence ability "Golden Exclamation" was triggered again.

"Triggering mission: Deterrence."

"The reserve members sent by the ancient secret cult "Midnight Rose" are not obedient to you, and are even more unwilling to obey your orders."

"Deter the 004 member of the "Thorns", Buweig Murray, and the 005 member, Halidan Mora, so that they obey you."

"Time limit: 2 hours."

"Reward: A slight improvement in spiritual knowledge, spirituality, and physicality (choose one of the three)."

"The mission is not accepted."

Jilan said in his heart:

'Accept. '

The colorful words then changed to "The mission has been accepted."

Jilan looked at the two young men, a man and a woman, and said calmly:

"Qualification?" He spread his hands. "In the field of mysticism, strength is qualification."

"I'll give you one chance. If two of you can make me move even one step, I won't pursue the matter... If you can't do it, apologize to me and obey my orders obediently."

Gilan's eyes were deep and his tone was cold.

Buweig grinned.

"You really think you are a big shot."

Swish! !

As soon as he finished speaking, his body moved.

At the same time, he activated the mysterious power "I Potential" common to third-level spiritualists.

Halidan beside him was also angered by Gilan's "arrogant" words and rushed out almost at the same time.

The two had blank expressions, but their eyes were cold.

They flashed in front of the blond young man together, one punched, and the other kicked high, attacking the other's left face and right neck.

Woo——

The strong wind blew in his face, and the afterimage flashed.

Gilan didn't even blink, and raised his hand to flick.

The index finger and middle finger were put together, and the latter was the first to arrive, tapping the elbows and ankles of Buweig and Halidan.

Puff! Puff!

The Gemini Sword, Pisces Sword, Capricorn Sword and Aquarius Sword of the Twelve Secret Swords merged into Jilan's fingertips at this moment, instantly disarming the two.

Buweig and Halidan's faces changed.

They couldn't even feel their arms and calves!

Then, they saw Jilan's arms stretched out and grabbed the necks of the two!