Primordial Sequence

Camus, who was out of danger, decided not to stay here. He bared his teeth and ran towards Hannibal's house.

"Dingle bell." Hearing the doorbell, Hannibal, who had been waiting all night, immediately opened the door. He immediately saw Camus, who was pale and weak, and the smell of blood filled the tip of his nose.

"What's wrong? Come in." Seeing this scene, Hannibal immediately brought Camus into the house. When he tore off Camus' clothes and saw the ten bloody holes on his back, his eyebrows jumped. There was blood in the blood hole, and there was a tear around the spine. Through the wound, he could still see the white bones.

"Stop the bleeding...do you have something to heal the injury?"

"Hiss... what happened to you? Wait." Hannibal took a breath again. Even Mr. Conan was injured so seriously. What happened to him.

Half a month and an hour later, Camus was lying weakly on the bed. He recalled what happened today and his scalp was numb. He couldn't help but think of what the monster said. He had the aura of death on his body and was the same kind as him. 'He' wanted to If he dies, who is he? Who did you offend? Kamuo organized his thoughts one by one.

That monster should be a vengeful spirit. She said that she is the same kind, which means that he sees herself as a vengeful spirit, but he is obviously a living person. This vengeful spirit seems to be following her all the time. It was not like this. He had not forgotten that his white hands, which had always been invincible in the past, had a very difficult time dragging the resentful spirit away. This could not help but reveal his terror. Why was there such a terrifying resentful spirit in the pit?

Seeing Camus' face turning green and white, Hannibal spoke in a low voice.

"What happened to you? Did the gangsters do it?"

Camus shook his head slightly, "They won't hurt me yet. I encountered a wraith this time, one at least..." At this point, Camus began to analyze whether the wraith was level three or four, but he thought it should be It was Level 4. Thinking of this, he immediately felt a toothache. He would encounter Level 4 vengeful spirits whenever he went out to drink. He had been unlucky for eight lifetimes.

"Level 4 Wraith."

When Hannibal heard that it was a level four wraith, Hannibal's first reaction was to look around. He moved closer to Camus. After these days of study, he clearly knew what level four was. This kind of thing was completely a Slaughtering machinery and moving natural disasters. Although Mr. Conan was injured, he could escape from such a terrifying thing. So he was either a third-level or a fourth-level person. He was a high-level transcendent. Linka really didn't lie to herself.

In Billing City, the gang boss' face became more and more horrified when he looked at the broken limbs and arms everywhere. The entire Happy Street was stained red with blood. Every time he moved, he could feel the sticky blood under his feet.

"No one alive?"

"Boss, let alone the living ones, we are lucky to find a complete corpse, and we don't dare to go in." The men on the side looked at the corpses on the ground and spoke with chattering teeth. It's not like they haven't seen the dead. However, this was the first time they had seen such a bloody massacre. The blood on the ground had formed into a stream. It looked like hundreds of people had died in the massacre.

"Let's... leave here." The gang boss didn't want to pay attention to whether anyone was alive inside. He knew what was going on and was already lying on the ground. He couldn't help but think of his teacher's words when he was promoted.

"To be afraid of the extraordinary, we are all wretches struggling in death."

After the gang boss said this, he was about to leave. At this moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He felt that it was quite quiet around him. He could still hear the breathing of his men just now. He couldn't help but raise his head suspiciously.

"Haha..." I saw my subordinate laughing with a stern look in his eyes. He looked at him sternly and held his head unconsciously with his hand.

"Uh..." A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, and he held his head in his hands and twisted it back.

"Crack..." There was a clear sound of fracture, his head was twisted behind him, and his body twisted and fell down.

When the boss saw it, he immediately felt a cold air rushing to the top of his head. He suddenly felt his face was itchy, and gradually he felt that his mouth disappeared, followed by his nose, eyes, and ears.

"Boom..." Three seconds later, a corpse fell to the ground, but his face had no organs, as if he had been wiped alive.

"Where's my face? Where's my feet? Where's my hands? Where's my body? Where have they gone? Why can't I contact them?" A woman with bloodstains on her face came out of the club. It has extremely uncoordinated organs, a gray eye on the forehead, a purple lip, a tall nose with purple symbols painted on it, and red ears with missing earlobes.

"Can't find him, find him..." Suddenly the lady turned her head and looked in the direction Camus left, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

A few minutes later, the law enforcement officers from the discipline center arrived here. When they saw the bloody hell-like Happy Street, they suddenly felt chills all over. Kidd, who was wearing a white suit, looked at the blood stains and fresh internal organs on the ground and immediately became alert. Looking around, he suddenly received instructions from above when he was on duty, telling him to come to the Happy Street in the slum to check. Unexpectedly, he saw this scene when he arrived.

"Captain, look." At this time, Rama on the side pointed at a corpse with an ugly face. The corpse's face did not have any facial features. Next to him fell a corpse with its face backward. This was also the only corpse here. Two humanoid corpses.

"The body is not cold yet, retreat." Kidd knelt down and looked at the body. When he felt the body's slight body temperature, his expression immediately changed, and he led his team members away from here as quickly as possible.

In the sanctuary, Tian Sword, who was silent in the spiritual world, suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes like stars looked towards the direction of Happy Street.

"Wraith Spirit? Such a powerful Wraith Spirit. Who summoned the Wraith Spirit?" After saying this, Heavenly Sword Stand stood up from the stone platform and rushed over.

Ten minutes later, the extraordinary people from the Church of the Sun, the Sanctuary, the Adventurer's Guild, and the Discipline Institute gathered in Happy Street. The most powerful Swordsman immediately found the source. He walked into a large pit full of corpses, and his expression changed. Something strange.

"There are at most hundreds of corpses underground. The remaining aura here is that of vengeful spirits. But how could there be such a powerful vengeful spirit in a place like this? Is it a ritual?" The bloated fellow from the Discipline Center spoke in a low voice. He couldn't help but wonder. After speaking out, in his opinion, this resentful spirit was at least level four, but how could there be such a powerful resentful spirit in a place like this? Even if it was greeted with a ritual, it would take a long time to prepare in advance. This period of time was enough for them to discover something, but The situation here was not in line with his knowledge.

"I can't find it. I'll go back first." Sensing that there was no strong aura around him, Dork Maya of the Heavenly Sword Constellation immediately turned around and left. This is the territory of the Discipline Institute and they will handle it. Although the fourth-level resentful spirit is powerful , but it is at most a small trouble for them.

In the Principality of Asgar, in the Red Castle, the originally happy Book of Destiny suddenly cursed.

"Why has it changed again? How lucky are you? There are not many people in the world who can make her stop."

"Pa..." The Book of Destiny that was originally shouting was knocked unconscious by a slap. He looked at the Statue of Justice in aggrieved manner without saying a word.

"Quiet, you haven't written any stories recently? Are you hiding something?" The Statue of Justice said indifferently, and the Book of Destiny fell directly into the hands of the Statue of Justice without saying anything.

"Eh... this is not in line with his character. Who is going to be unlucky? It can't be him, right? Tsk tsk tsk." Seeing this scene, the statue of justice was silent for a moment. He thought of Camus, but it was quite interesting to think about it. , there are some things that he cannot change. He has long discovered that there is something strange about Camus.

In Creighton City, after exchanging meritorious deeds for stage three potions and advancement knowledge, Anna was ready to leave the city. Whether it was the unknown sealed object or the changing situation in Creighton City, she subconsciously wanted to leave this place.

"Have you decided where to go?" Ogli said softly, reluctant to leave.

"Billin City, where are there more opportunities? The Investigation Bureau does not have the knowledge and formula to advance to Stage 4 of Sequence Nine."

"Well, maybe you will have a better chance in the Madika Empire. You might as well leave, after all..." At this point, Ogli paused. Recently, the political direction and parliamentary opinion of the Drav Republic are moving towards war. According to the guide, some extraordinary people in their investigation bureau were also transferred away without anyone noticing. It was the best choice for Anna to leave now. Thinking of this, Ogli spoke freely.

"Nothing... I wish you good luck. By the way, what is the third stage of the ninth sequence called?"

Seeing Ogli talking like this, Anna glanced at him in surprise. Isn't this guy obsessed with her? How has it changed?

"Stage three is called the Punisher, which seems to be related to criminal law." Anna immediately told her what she knew about her abilities.

"Oh... is this really unexpected, Punisher? Sequence Nine's abilities are getting more and more interesting. You should leave as soon as possible."

"Well...I'll leave as soon as I'm ready. Please tell your aunt."

"Well... they went on vacation, and the Bureau of Investigation paid for it. I said..." At this point, Ogli smiled freely.

"I really want to meet you again, but I hope we never meet again. Once you go out, don't come back."

"Well..." Anna whispered back. She was not a fool. She also vaguely discovered something about the recent complicated situation and the transfer of personnel from the Market and Investigation Bureau.

"Aren't you leaving?" Anna asked in a low voice.

"I am a member of this country, and I swear allegiance to the people of this country. They need me. My aunt told me that a man must be responsible for what he says, and it is not necessarily a bad thing." Ogli shrugged and spoke indifferently, Anna took a look and patted his shoulder.

"I never thought a man could grow up so fast. I hope you will be like this next time we meet."

"Of course, I've always been a man."

"I am leaving."

Seeing Anna boarding the ship amid the snowflakes, Ogli was a little disappointed. He was only 21 years old. As a young man, he had full trust in this country, but in addition to his expectations for the future, he also had a little fear.

"It will be fine." After saying this, Ogli turned and left.