The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Yellow glowing Creighton made his way back to the sewers.

It was dark here, and the terrain was complicated. He was sure that even if Caroline Cules' guards could clearly see the direction they were fleeing from, they would never be willing to chase them down.

He inspected the loot from Athena's room, but it was a wooden comb and a black candle used in a sacrilegious ceremony.

"That candle is still useful, as for the comb" Julius shook his head, it was just an ordinary daily necessities.

"Grass!" Clayton cursed.

The intrusion was discovered by the guards of the mansion, and the original goal was not achieved. This operation was definitely a failure, but he was not willing to give up.

They had divined the position of Athena Brugge before they first entered the sewage tower. Although Julius could not locate it accurately, she was able to confirm that her position was the same as the previous divination result, that is to say, at least Before they entered the sewage tower, the spider was still in the Culles family mansion.

She won't be away for more than an hour.

"Julius, perform another divination," Clayton ordered.

There is still some time before dawn, and they still have a chance to make up for this mistake.

Julius could at least predict the approximate direction of the spider's movement, and if they drove at full speed, they might be able to catch up in half an hour.

The current time is about two o'clock in the morning, which happens to be the time when the evening shift workers are already in the factory and the cart drivers in the city are still awake, and the streets are still empty.

Julius's divination quickly yielded results. Athena Prugge's location was to their west, and Clayton's map showed that there happened to be a sewage tower where they could go out.

The two darkin and the mage raced at full speed through the network of sewer pipes until Julius couldn't hold on.

"I can't run anymore, you guys go."

The son of the great elder panted and sat on the ground, almost sinking into two inches of mud. The dirt inside the sewer pipe inevitably stained his expensive silk clothes.Due to lack of exercise, his physical fitness has not reached the level of a transcendent, nor is it better than any well-trained soldier.

He was exhausted from the journey.

Clayton gave him only a brief look, nodded, and moved on.

They are in a hurry and have no time to waste on sensationalism.

In fact, when it comes to the sewage tower on the west side of the city center, Julius is useless.

The wolf skin of Marshall the Wolfwalker is still with Clayton. He cut a part and sewed it on the collar of his coat. Not only will he not be detected by the spider priest's detection spell, but he will also not be detected by anyone through vision.All he had to do then was to climb up to the roof and find Athena in the street, and condescendingly shoot her in the head with his Ranger revolver.

All the preparations he made were for today.

Even in the worst possible response, Creighton was prepared to take the lives of innocents.

If he could not kill Athene Pruger this time, he would never have another chance.

The abandoned warehouses in the city center are far more lively than those in the suburbs.

Wesley's department store once occupied the memory of a generation here, but after the boss died of illness, his wife sold the store to the government at a relatively low price, and the place fell into a vacancy due to the bad luck and reputation of the previous owner. During the window period, no one manages to settle in, and there is no situation where homeless people live here secretly.

There are some children who don't care about this, they will play here after grammar school, and use this as their secret base.But when they came today, they found that the door here could not be pushed open, so they had to play at the door for a while in frustration before going home.

After the kids left, Wesley's Front Street was once again deserted.

After the moon rose, a pair of slender long legs stepped here.

Here comes the spider.

She was dressed in mourning, with a black veil hanging from a wide-brimmed hat covering her mouth and nose, but she could still smell the smell behind the door, which was the smell of death.

When Athena stood in front of the door, the Hidden One opened it for her.

The jammed wooden door was forcibly ripped open from the door frame by an invisible force, and fell to the ground with a bang. The sundries blocking the door behind were also scattered in a pool. The simple silk thread mechanism buried the entrance for the previous person who left here, and also buried the The truth, but for an abyss warlock, it is easy to crack such a trick.

The dusty counter was moved to the wall not long ago, and in the center of the room was a crimson male corpse with an indistinguishable face. It was tied to a chair, facing her, with its head hanging slightly.

Athena stepped forward, bent slightly, held up the chin of the corpse and looked at it, and recognized that it was the last surviving Hook detective, just as she had predicted from her divination.

Someone killed him before she did.

After she ate, she realized that there was one person missing from the table. When the others gathered, this good boy was out investigating the station attack and the mission of Clayton's background, so he escaped, but it seems that he failed Dodge the second time.

She would have done it herself, but it would be nice if someone did it for her.

As long as the detective can't get the news back to the Hooke Detective Agency, then all the sacrifices can be blamed on the elders.

After all, their people did come to the door.

Athena Brugge smiled meaninglessly, this place was not far from Cules Mansion, and the oath demon she left behind returned to her after achieving her goal.

As early as when she first came into contact with Faslag, she had already induced the other party to sign a confidentiality contract of death if she violated it. She could make everything develop at the time she expected almost without doing it herself. The charming blood of the elf royal family The effects of various secret rituals combined with abyssal magic are so wonderful, as if this race was born for corruption.

It was a wonderful coincidence that the Presbyterian killer was observed by the guards and that Fasslag happened to be missing.

She didn't expect that Faslag would come to the city to find her, but fortunately, she always has a backup.

After today, Caroline Culles will fall completely to the Holy Grail.

So there's only one thing to do right now.

Athena glanced back, and the scattered door panels and debris flew back to their original places, blocking the entrance again.

In the darkness, the spider's real body appeared again, the long legs of the jointed limbs crushed the chair, and greedily squeezed the corpse into its body.

Under the abdomen, the second set of spider mouthparts clamped the entrance of the corpse, and the sound of the gnaws chewing the bones was full of rhythm and rhythm, as if playing a hard stringed harp.Swallowing the dead body into a container containing magic is one of the tricks to effectively avoid the dead from being divined, and she will be satisfied with it.

Athena relishes the moment, until another alluring aroma draws her in.

She stopped chewing and started looking for the source of the aroma.

The fragrance was not strong, but Athena instinctively felt that it was the breath of life, its essence was of the same origin as hers, and she could even feel the same curse as her calling from it, and the two same nature of life interacted like a magnet. Attracted, she involuntarily stopped eating.

Instinct began to pull her.

After discovering that the fragrance came from the air flowing in from the outside, Athena didn't care to disguise herself as a human being again. She dropped the corpse and let it fall to the dust. When the pitch-black jointed limbs met the door panel, they hardly met much resistance.

That feeling haunted her, and there was no food more delicious than this!
As long as she eats the source of the fragrance and digests the power within, she will even be eligible to accept the new sacrament soon, and be promoted to bishop with absolute advantage.And her contribution to preaching in Sasha City is only a chance to get a nomination!

Athena couldn't care less about concealing the identity of the Darkborn, her spider feet penetrated into the wall, leaped up to the roof, and chased after the fragrance.

"I sometimes feel that your priesthood is the truly evil existence. For the development of the church, you can easily violate the teachings and do such cruel things. Is this really God's expectation?"

Under the minaret, the pupils of owls in black dresses stared at the golden censer with a hollowed-out top cover. Tonight's bitter north wind will send the smell of these burning corpses to the whole city.

The church often places censers under the minaret, and the burning mint and frankincense are a tribute to the gods, but today someone secretly replaced the raw materials of the incense, replacing the sacred incense with forbidden items secretly stored by the church, which were dehydrated Embalmed and stuffed small corpses.
The culprit who did this was standing aside, while Akezi's proud subordinates stayed away according to his orders.

This is all to keep secrets, they don't know how today's plan attracts the target.

Even Akqi, after hearing the cleric's plan, felt horrific from the bottom of his heart, which was unimaginable to him in the past.

"Please don't say that, I'm the only one who is cruel." Father Petit of St. Mellon Parish Chapel held his Holy Cross pendant and answered him calmly: "I didn't get permission to bring these corpses out. But no one will notice them. But if the spider priest can be punished, I think these dead children can probably pay for their sins in life, and the angel will lead them after all."

His eyes were also fixed on the censer, there were about five corpses inside, their bodies were different from ordinary people, their bodies did not have the normal human shape, instead they had hard carapace and spider-like legs from the neck down.

During the days when the Holy Grail Society and the White Sect orthodoxy were forced to coexist in Sasha City, the church conducted many investigations and raids on the training centers and transfer personnel of heretical sects.

Although the knights did not find the location of the Notre Dame where Petit was trained to eliminate once and for all, they did not gain nothing in the process.

These are the offspring of Athene Pruger, born 40 years ago.