The world doesn't need succubus to save

Chapter 51 Priest Command Sequence
When he said the three words of the Overwatch Society, the dangerous man lowered his voice subconsciously, as if he was afraid of being heard.

He lowered his head and looked around carefully while waiting for the other party's answer.

But in the end, he was disappointed. There was no hidden door on the wall, and there was no messy development, and there was no change in the slightest.

No one's voice echoed, and the safe passage of the hospital was still silent.

Squinting his eyes, his facial muscles twisted uncontrollably, and the hair on his body showed signs of growing.

But in the end, he endured it and said hoarsely:

"My lord pastor, I know it's against the rules to come here to find you, and I don't know about your arrangements, but we need your help now."

Suppressing his anger, he continued in a deep voice:
"Three of the superficial rituals have been destroyed, and their tentacles have begun to spread to the entire area. Sooner or later, the traces of us will be exposed."

"The lackeys of the watch society have gradually approached our real ceremony circle. We need your instructions on what to do next."

"Is it going as planned? Or was there another direction? We need a statement now."

"Could it be, are you afraid of being discovered by those lackeys from the Overwatch Society?"

After a while, there was still no response, and the silent corridor seemed to be mocking him wordlessly.

It seems to be saying, who is in fear, it seems that there is no need to explain.

The veins in his temples were bulging, and he couldn't restrain his anger any longer, he thumped the annoying wall hard.

call!
Although he reacted at the last moment and tried his best to withdraw his hand, the fist wind driven by his fist still blew on the wall and rattled the posters on the wall.

He knew that the other party must be watching, and he had the feeling that the other party was watching him indifferently, judging himself with annoying eyes.

Maybe he was still waiting for himself to bow his head to him, and then slowly show up, like a generous elder forgiving himself for his recklessness.

Let him go to hell!

"...Very good! Since you don't intend to answer, it seems that you really treat us as abandoned children."

But since his face was torn, the man didn't bother to pretend anymore.

"Then we will complete the task of our Lord in our own way."

Why hide and hide if you've already been spotted on the alert.

What's more, it is the pastor who sets the plan and seeks help from his church, not himself, so why be so humble?
Want to be a coward when the plan goes wrong?

Such a behavior, such a bad deed, how can he continue to serve the gods! ?
In his heart, the other party was already a coward and a waste destined to be abandoned by the gods, and he no longer deserved his respect!

So, his eyes flickered with madness, and he said word by word:

"You don't need to care about our lives, but I hope you can understand one thing."

"If my lord's mission cannot be completed, no matter who you are, no one can save you."

His tongue brushed against the sharp canines, and he seemed to be looking forward to that day.

"At that time, I expect you to remain silent like you are now."

But until the man left, he never got any response.

The man looks like he's talking to himself hysterically against a wall.

But what he didn't notice was that the moment he pushed the door out, a black feather landed on the back of his neck and disappeared instantly.

He didn't realize it, and left the hall angrily, bumping into several anxious family members of the patients on the way.

And not long after he left, in the safe passage, at the place where he was standing, a figure quietly appeared.

Wearing a hooded robe without any fluctuations in the hem, he seemed to have stood here for a long time.

He was holding a dark book inlaid with gold thread. He was of medium height but extremely thin. Even though he was covered in a dark robe, he could vaguely see the withered flesh underneath.

The hood covered the upper half of his face, revealing his dry chin. The man in the hood shook his head in the direction the man was leaving:
"It's obvious that you don't have the ability to see me, so why don't I want to see you?"

"Stupid, don't know what to say."

"You are asking for help, and you still use this attitude. You must be really brainless."

The man never imagined that the "priest" he was looking forward to meeting would evaluate him so contemptuously.

"The most indispensable thing in the blood lineage is this kind of stupid [bewitched], who are attracted by something illusory like power, and then fall into the trap of the other party step by step, and finally become a devout slave without knowing it."

"It's really like a beast, it has intuition but no wisdom."

He slightly bent his fingertips, tapped the book a few times, and snorted:
"Really, ridiculous."

"Besides, in this situation, you are still acting arrogantly. Are you really worried that the watchman will not be able to find you?"

"If it wasn't for the time, and I couldn't let you ruin my plan, I wouldn't bother to care about the life and death of garbage like you."

"It's almost time, it's almost time! Alas..."

He sighed helplessly, opened the heavy book in his hand, found a page, and chanted in a low voice:

"God said, I am invisible, invisible, and invisible."

"The god said, when you are in my god's domain, you will also enjoy glory."

After closing the book, a strange expression flashed in the shadow under the hood, it was a mockery directed at someone.

"Praise my lord!"

The hoarse and dry chanting aroused an inexplicable power in the space, and it disappeared in an instant, without a trace or form.

Walking into the dark shadows, the vicious man felt his neck itch, but when he paid attention, he found nothing.

The hooded man closed the book, resumed his half-dead posture, and looked in a certain direction.

"Overwatch? Hehe..."

An unknown dry smile echoed, but his figure disappeared in place in a trance.

Only a piece of pitch-black feathers slowly floated down in mid-air.

It disappeared in the blink of an eye when it came into contact with the ground.

……

……

And in the monitoring hall of the Bincheng Overwatch Club, Yan Rulong frowned slightly as he watched a yellow dot disappear on the screen.

"The fourth group, report the situation, is the surveillance discovered? Or is the target dead?"

"Report, the detection imprint is currently intact and undamaged. It is preliminarily speculated that it was invalidated by interference from unknown forces."

Nodding slowly, Yan Rulong didn't get entangled in this issue, so unexpected things would happen every minute.

Dealing with the unexpected is not the key, how to solve the problem is the key.

And how to solve these problems well is the work of the command sequence.

"Continue to monitor the movements of other targets, the first group, what is the current situation of Chai Ya's team?"

"Report, they set off five hours ago, and now they have moved to the assigned area, and they have begun to disperse the investigation."

scattered?
Thinking of Ning Feng's performance before, Yan Rulong did not raise any objections, and nodded calmly:

"Let them be more careful, continue to follow up and monitor, and report to me any changes."

"clear."

Such things happened in every corner of the command hall. More than a dozen command sequences and hundreds of auxiliary operators provided assistance to different teams.

In terms of the mobilization of the Awakened team, it has almost reached [-]% of that of Bincheng.

And Yan Rulong didn't expect that Ning Feng, who he didn't have to worry about at the moment, was now facing a huge crisis.

Ning Feng was walking on the dark and deserted streets, thinking about a problem.

"Although I do look good and I am very gentle, but recently I..."

"Is it too popular?"

Feeling the different sights from the dark corners, feeling the complex emotions of greed and fear, he sighed:

"How do you make everyone want to bite me?"

"Could it be that I'm actually Tang Seng?"

The Golden Cicada of the Ninth Reincarnation, eat a bite and live forever?
I can't be Tang Seng!

The female benefactors and the female elves showed their... sincere hearts, I am very confident that I can't do everything!

I can't do it!
But it's not a good feeling to be coveted all the time, Ning Feng stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head to look in one direction, and said:

"Excuse me, what do you want from me?

(End of this chapter)