Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 95 13 Kensington Street (2 more)
"Damn it! It's a Spark Cultist!"

"Silver star!"

"Catch him! This is a great achievement!"

As if he heard the reincarnation knight's scolding, Mr. Yin Xing was stunned for a moment, and then stomped his feet, even the floor tiles at the intersection of the street were cracked on the spot.

His whole body turned into a black light and flew towards the depths of the side alley.

"Chasing!" Amidst the reincarnation knights' shouts, a high-ranking priest raised his hand and pointed.In mid-air, dozens of souls that ordinary humans couldn't detect immediately let out cold laughter, ignoring the barriers of buildings and all physical barriers, passing through walls and alleys, killing them in the shortest straight-line distance.

Human beings exist in the real world, and the physical body will be blocked by too many things.

Although the old blacksmith was a former member of the [Battle Church], he had good physical fitness and an extraordinary speed of 6 seconds per [-] meters, but he was quickly overtaken by the evil spirit.

The closest one is only 20 meters away.

It was a real breather, and he was about to be caught.

Just when he was about to lose his strength, the house number of No. 13 Kensington Street came into view.Once upon a time, this was a very flowery street.

There are many dignitaries living here. With the depletion of the mines outside the city, the city's economy has fallen into recession, and most of the dignitaries who were singing and singing every night have left.

The mansion was neglected, and gradually it became a gathering place for homeless people and drug addicts.

And No. 13 is just such an abandoned mansion.

Instead of rushing into the main entrance of the mansion, which was gradually raised by the slope, the old blacksmith turned over and jumped into an inconspicuous downward passage next to the main entrance, which was a small door for servants.

Using the leather shoulder guard on his left shoulder as a point of strength, the old blacksmith slammed into the door of the basement.

Almost the moment he rushed in, in the midair behind him, the shadow of a guardian spirit of reincarnation flashed past.

"Ah!" The old blacksmith instinctively raised his cross sword.

Of course he knows it's useless, the fighters of the Battle Church Sequence 8 don't have any means to fight spirit bodies.

Just when he was in despair, the hideous 'guardian spirit' suddenly froze.Immediately, a pure white arrow with a frighteningly pale color appeared in front of his chest.

In the next moment, this guardian spirit of writing, which reads as evil spirit, disappeared amidst the sharp howling of the soul.

In the dark basement, it suddenly became quiet.

It seemed that they found their companion belching farts, or they were instinctively afraid of powerful existences. The chasing evil spirits of reincarnation retreated one after another, surrounding the mansion, not daring to enter.

They were commotioning, as if they were waiting for the apologists to arrive.

The old blacksmith was a little confused. At this moment, he heard the voice of a little girl.

"Mr. Silver Star, this way! This way!"

After he got used to the darkness of the basement, he saw a big hole in the corner, and a petite silver-haired girl beckoned to him.

After hearing the name 'Silver Star', Old Al followed without hesitation.

Outside the mansion, a group of guardian knights who heard the report from the ancestors looked at each other. They couldn't make up their minds, so they could only call for reinforcements.

In the main living room of the mansion, Mark crossed his legs and sat on a fairly intact armchair he found, drinking the black tea handed over by Helena.

"Mark, will they come in?" Helena was a little worried.On the face of it, this plan seems rather dodgy.After all, the attackers and the silver star bait this time were obviously not the same group.Although the mastermind and the culprit are the same...

"They have to come." Mark took a sip of tea gracefully and put down the cup: "Let me tell you a little story."

"Huh?" Helena's eyes widened curiously.

"The animal kingdom was stolen, and the murderer was a rabbit. The monkey police officers rushed into the forest to search and hunted, and caught a raccoon that had been beaten badly. When the raccoon saw other small animals, it yelled angrily, 'I It's a rabbit! I'm a rabbit!'."

Having said that, Helena finally couldn't help it, and burst out laughing: "What a poor raccoon."

Conrad next to him also showed a smiling expression.

Mark concluded: "Yes! Mr. Raccoon is very innocent. The rabbit just now is like the spirit world demon that killed the high priest of their family and ran away. If this kind of demon commits random crimes and the spirit world is too big, it is really a catch I don’t even know where to catch them. So the point of the matter is not whether the reincarnated bishop of this city can catch the real murderer, but whether he can catch a sufficient amount of unlucky guy as a scapegoat.”

Helena suddenly realized: "The weight of a Xinghuo Yinxing is just right."

"Correct!"

Instead, Conrad set his eyes on the newspaper that was tucked under Mark's left armpit: "I didn't expect to see the newspaper man show off his power again."

"I never thought that this thing can still be used like this." Mark shrugged: "Stop talking, the big show has begun."

……

The outside of the mansion has long been surrounded with three floors inside and three floors outside.

In addition to the main force of the local reincarnation sect, there are hard-working policemen in the outer circle to maintain law and order and disperse the crowd.

Bishop Tanis Edwards came in a carriage, and immediately asked as soon as he got out of the carriage, "Are you sure it's the silver star of the remnants of the spark?"

At least five knights nodded together: "Yes!"

There is also the introduction of the knight captain at the scene: "This mansion is independent. There is no other way out around. All the passages above the ground are guarded by us, and then the few ghosts we just sent in to explore the way were wiped out."

The high-ranking apologist Lombas urged: "Your Excellency, this may be a trap!"

Bishop Tanis sharpened his eyes: "Has there been any news about the [abnormality] here before?"

Everyone around shook their heads together.

Lombas said in a low voice, "Squad 32 patrolled here yesterday and did not feel the presence of evil spirits."

"In such a short period of time, even if you have to prepare a trap, how far can you prepare?" Tanis smiled: "Leave two teams outside, and the others are ready to break in!"

"Yes!"

When the new bishop speaks, the people below can only obey.

Who called your surname Edwards?
The family's control over the division is absolute!
Even if they were reluctant, these apostolic knights in gray helmets and gray armor could only rush into the basement first, with the blessing of the priest's divine arts, holding up the large shield strengthened by rune enchantment.

In the quiet basement, there was nothing special except for the spirit remains of the guardian spirits who had explored the way just now.

What came into view was the empty servants' wardrobe, the broken faucet in the bathroom, and the broken tiles.

The knights turned the basement upside down and found nothing special until they entered the mansion through the servants' corridor.

Almost the moment they entered, there was an uncontrollable low-pitched commotion among the knights.

Coming out of the dark servant passage with a lamp, the light and shadow intertwine, and everything in the vision changes from blurred to clear.

The knights found themselves in a circle and came to the garden between the main entrance of the mansion and the main building.

The first thing that catches the eye is the green grass garden.

In the supposedly deserted fountain, a jet of clean water was sprayed.

On the ground, every floor tile has been wiped clean like new, which seems to condense the cleanliness of the servants' labor.

As the sun sets, the dying sunlight reflects on the main building, making this white jade building look magnificent.

The door was open, and there was a soft yellow light inside, and melodious and warm music sounded from inside.On the curtain near the garden window, there are even more elegant and moving figures projected, and the whispers of people discussing in low voices can be heard from time to time.

The mansion is brightly lit, and the lights are intertwined with dreamlike colors. Every room seems to be full of people, as if a grand noble ball is being held.

Tanis stood in the middle of the garden with a blue face, his spiritual sense told him that the mansion in front of him was empty.

Just as it looked and sounded, there were people everywhere.

Quiet and lively, warm but scary.

This scene is so unreal.

It made Tanis and the knights around him feel shuddering.

"Wait! Tell the people behind not to rush in!" Tanis shouted.

The order was passed back through the servant channel.

But there were many people in the passage, and the knights and priests continued to enter without realizing it.

One, two... five... dozens...

It's not that Baros never thought about going back to the passage to scold these ignorant guys. As soon as he took a step, there was an invisible resistance at the entrance of the servant passage, which bounced him back.

At this moment, Tanis and he broke into a cold sweat at the same time.

They knew that their group of people had broken into an unknown inner world.

(End of this chapter)