Baishixian Road

Chapter 373

Faced with questioning and persecution from three parties, Charlie realized that something really happened.

If it is only one of them, it can also be said that the other party is slandering, slandering, and making trouble out of nothing.

But if the three parties say so, then the situation is different.

Especially the Crusader.

That represents the Holy See. In the land of Ouzhou, the Holy See is absolutely the leader no matter whether it is on the surface or in the underground world.

An existence that cannot be provoked.

"I really don't know where Locke is, and we're looking for him." Charlie tried to explain, because he couldn't hold back when all these parties were attacking them.

In particular, if what Victor the werewolf and the representative of the mystic were telling the truth, the Blood Alliance would not help them either.

The situation is at an absolute disadvantage.

And it directly led to the entire ethnic group of their line falling into a huge crisis.

Unfortunately, it's all Sir Locke's trouble, but he's gone now, and even Charlie doesn't know why he's doing it.

"Charlie, this is not a reason to shirk responsibility. Do you think we don't know that Locke is actually the ancestor of your family? Now we can't find him, so we can only come to you." The representative of the mystic clearly knows a lot of secrets.

"Our request is very simple, let Locke return the Shadow Beacon, and make some compensation."

"And I want him to die." The violent werewolf leader Victor stared at the scarlet eyes at this moment, and his body changed, becoming a giant werewolf over three meters tall again.

"That bastard Locke killed my son, so I'll kill his father first." Victor's figure disappeared at this moment, because from a standstill to a surprise attack, normal people's eyes couldn't catch him at high speed. body shape.

So it looks like it disappeared suddenly.

Charlie felt the danger immediately.

At this moment, he also bared his teeth, showing his fangs, pulled out a long sword from his waist, and slashed forward fiercely.

But the next moment, his sword was blocked by a huge claw. At the same time, Charlie was hit hard, and he flew backwards, and then slammed hard on the stone pillar over there.

The thick stone pillars couldn't bear the impact force and directly cracked.

Charlie fell to the ground, immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell into great pain.

Look again, several long openings were torn open on his chest by the werewolf's sharp claws, and many ribs were severed, exposing his internal organs.

Normal people can go to reincarnation directly after suffering this, but after all, blood races have extremely tenacious vitality, after all, they are supported by a powerful curse.

Even with this kind of injury, Charlie did not die.

Obviously, in terms of strength, Charlie is one level behind Victor, and he is not an opponent at all.

The crazy werewolf over there had already turned his eyes red, and his figure disappeared again.

It was too late for the representative of the mystic to stop it.

"Forget it, no one can stop a werewolf in a rage."

The mystic originally wanted to find out Locke's whereabouts, but if Charlie didn't know, then they wouldn't interfere in this massacre.

Even, they will cooperate with the werewolves to slaughter Locke's blood clan.

In order to avenge Locke's act of stealing their treasure.

The crusaders who had just arrived over there had no intention of making a move. For him, he only needed to find Locke, and the life and death of other blood races had nothing to do with him.

In a blink of an eye, the sharp claws of the violent werewolf had arrived in front of Charlie, and could crush the opponent's head in an instant.

If it was such an injury, even if Charlie was an elder of the blood clan, he would not be able to heal himself and would die.

But this terrifying claw was stopped by someone.

Xu Mo didn't know when he stood between the two, holding a thick wolf claw with one hand. The height gap between the two was too big, like a child holding an adult's arm.

But in fact, the huge strength of the werewolf could not be suppressed at this moment. Not only that, even if the werewolf Victor continued to increase his strength, it would not help.

Under the wrestling, it found that it could not overwhelm the opponent.

Also, when did this guy come out?
In an instant, he stood in front of him, blocking his own attack.

What is he doing?
No matter what it is for, blocking him at this time is making him an enemy.

The blood in Victor's eyes was even brighter, and the violent aura on his body doubled instantly, ready to use his chaotic claws to tear everything in front of him.

But before he could make a move, the other party slapped him on the face.

As if being hit in the face by a mountain, Victor hit the ground directly, what kind of violent power, what kind of werewolf form, was directly scattered by this slap.

Victor was slapped back into a human form. He was stunned, his face was swollen, and he lay on the ground unable to say a word for a long time.

It took a while for many werewolves around to react, and immediately surrounded them, trying to rescue their leader.

"Don't, don't move, it's broken!" Victor twitched one arm, stopping the tribe: "Back, all back, keep a distance from that person, don't attack him."

This is the second sentence Victor said.

Then, the mighty leader of the werewolf, the violent silver wolf Victor, didn't come up in one breath, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

Xu Mo walked over to have a look, and said to the werewolves around him, "It's okay, I just fainted, and I'll wake up in a while."

Just after finishing speaking, Xu Mo suddenly reached out and grabbed something from behind.

It was a dark, spiky, formless, but slightly vaguely outlined mass.

"Strong power of corrosion, who cast this corrosion?" Xu Mo turned to look at a group of mystics over there.

None of them dared to speak.

They were all shocked.

After living for so long, I have never seen anyone who can grasp spells.

No, this spell can still be grasped with bare hands?

Did something go wrong?
This subverted their cognition, just like a group of people whose grandparents and grandchildren believed that one plus one equals three, suddenly discovered one day that the correct answer of one plus one is equal to two.

It is really unacceptable to suddenly find out that I am a second-hand man.

"I can see clearly, it's the short wax gourd over there." At this moment, Chu Rui came to make an identification. Her eyes were treacherous, and she just saw it just now.

Without saying a word, Xu Mo threw back the corrosion technique in his hand.

Among the mystics, there was a short one who backed away in panic at this moment, but the blessing of the corrosion technique was very fast, and the next moment, the other party was corroded into a pool of blood amidst panic and screams.

The scene was quite terrifying.

Xu Mo is called using his own way to treat his own body.

"Who else?" Xu Mo asked.

The scene was quiet, neither the werewolves nor the mystics said a word, and no one clamored for revenge, because they were not stupid.

In the face of such absolute strength, whoever proposes revenge is an idiot, and maybe they will be attacked by their own people.

Even the Crusaders, who were so majestic before, didn't make a sound at this time.

The stronger he is, the more he can see Xu Mo's terror.

That kind of understatement, that kind of casualness and ease between gestures and gestures, just shows that the other party is an extremely dangerous and terrifying existence.

While talking and laughing, he easily suppressed Victor, countered the spell, and killed a mystic.

This is awesome.

There is no such fierce person in the Holy See.

Charlie took his life, and he came back to his senses at this time, and thanked him respectfully.

"I rescued you because I still have some questions to ask you. We need to discuss Sir Locke's whereabouts. Maybe you have overlooked some details."

Xu Mo believes that Charlie is a very crucial person to find any clues about Sir Locke at this stage.

So the opponent cannot die.

That's why he shot.

Otherwise, even if these barbarian vampires and werewolves were out of their minds, they would have nothing to do with him.

"Are you looking for Locke too?" The crusader heard the key and asked at this moment.

During this period, Chu Rui was the busiest. The conversations between Xu Mo and these people were detailed. Chu Rui was quickly translating, and his lips were numb from the busyness.

It's the same as eating more than a dozen servings of Mala Tang, feeling a little cramped.

"Yes, I'm also looking for Locke." Xu Mo nodded.

"Then our goals are the same, and we can cooperate." The Crusaders are not only powerful, but also have a large scale.

Xu Mo also agreed.

"That's right, let's talk if we have something to say, don't fight and kill when we meet." Xu Mo expressed his appreciation for this.

The highest state of force is to subdue the enemy without fighting, and the foundation of peace is pure force.

Morality and kindness cannot support a heavy peace.

Now Xu Mo, in this place, has absolute force in his hands.

Although he ran to the secret realm as if to die before, and was wiped out by Sanyangzi several times, it is undeniable that in Ouzhou, a "backcountry" in the eyes of a practitioner, his strength can definitely crush all parties.

A strong man who broke through twelve times, that's no joke.

Inside the blood clan's castle.

Victor, the werewolf leader who woke up, Charlie, the elder of the blood clan who also recovered his life, representatives of the mystics, the crusaders, and Xu Mo all sat around a round table.

"So, Sir Locke is a heinous bastard?" Xu Mo asked after listening to their accusation.

"Without a doubt." Victor nodded with a swollen nose.

"He is a very stable person, and he must have his reasons for doing so." Charlie was defending his son, the ancestor of their blood line.

"No matter what the reason is, stealing our Shadow Beacon is a shameless act of thieves. Hundreds of years ago, thieves would have their hands cut off and hanged on the gallows." The mystic mage complained.

"I've always heard you talking about the Shadow Beacon, so what is this thing for?" Xu Mo asked curiously.

"Mr. Powerful Archmage, the Shadow Beacon is a very important treasure of our Magic Association. It can guide the direction in the shadow dimension."

In the eyes of these mystics, Xu Mo is a more powerful archmage.

This is also a title.

Of course, there is suspicion of flattering.

"Shadow Dimension? I see, it's the Lightless Ghost Realm." Xu Mo nodded, his eyes lit up, and he felt that this round table meeting was not in vain.

Isn't this rewarding?

First of all, according to Charlie's description, Sir Locke is a very stable, rational and intelligent person. Such a person generally would not do something aimlessly.

Especially something as big as killing and stealing.

Then, there must be a reason for him to do this.

Perhaps, the other party stole the Shadow Beacon from the mystics for the purpose of going to the Lightless Ghost Realm.

In this way, there is a direction for investigation, instead of running around like headless chickens like just now.

Xu Mo was very happy about this.

"What about you? What did Locke do to you? Did he kill someone or steal something?" Xu Mo looked at the Crusaders at this moment.

The latter is still wearing heavy armor, which is as exquisite as silver armor, with a layer of silver light emitting from it all the time.

"This is a secret!" The crusader said.

Xu Mo frowned.

"I mean, it can't be said here." The crusader added.

"Understood!" Xu Mo got up, and dragged him to the small room next to him.

"It's just the three of us here, let's talk." Xu Mo was referring to the other party, himself, and the translator Chu Rui.

The crusader took a deep breath: "Locke, he deceived God, he has broken through, but he concealed it, and he stole the blood of the Holy Spirit."

"Stole something too?"

"Correct!"

"What is the blood of the Holy Spirit?"

"It is the blood left by God in the world. It has a history of thousands of years and is a holy object of the Holy See."

"Then, what's the use of this thing?"

"I don't know what Locke's plans are, but, for us, one of the sources of all holy power."

"understood."

Xu Mo pondered, these things must be related, and Locke did these things recently, that is to say, Locke did these things to achieve a certain purpose.

"Excuse me, are you from the 'Forbidden Land'?" The Crusaders couldn't help asking at this time.

Xu Mo was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he didn't answer, but called Dan Kunzi over.

"The Holy See in Ouzhou is actually responsible for a part of the affairs of the Department of Righteousness. If there are those who break the border, they need to be eradicated. This is what the Holy See does. Maintaining the order of the cultivation world here is like a knife of the Department of Righteousness."

Dan Kunzi gave an explanation.

Xu Mo understood.

"Then you talk to him."

From Xu Mo's point of view, the two of them might have something to talk about.

He integrated these few things that Locke did, and felt that Sir Locke must have done so many things because he wanted to achieve a certain purpose.

"The blood of the holy spirit of the Holy See, the shadow beacon of the Dark Association, and the son of the werewolf leader, wait a minute, there is a strange thing mixed in here."

Xu Mo found Victor the Silver Wolf.

The werewolf was subdued by Xu Mo's slap.

It was a sense of despair and fear in the face of absolute power. Indeed, Victor was very angry because his son was killed by Locke, but what else could he do at this time?
Can't beat people.

If the other party shields Locke, he has nothing to do.

Could it be that in order to avenge one of his sons, he should pay hundreds of members of his werewolf clan?
Not worth it.

After all, his family background was developed in the cracks of old-school forces such as the Holy See, Blood Race, and Dark Association, which is not easy.

If it's gone, it's really gone.

If he can win, he can be ruthless, but the problem is that he can't win, there is no chance, not even one in ten thousand. On this point, after receiving that slap, Victor is already [-]% sure.

Seeing Xu Mo approaching, Victor could only show obedience and respect.

"Do you know why Locke wanted to kill your son?" Xu Mo asked when he came over.

Xu Mo couldn't understand this.

If Sir Locke stole the Shadow Beacon to find a way somewhere and steal the blood of the Holy Spirit to perform some kind of ritual, then killing Victor's son would be unreasonable.

Could it be that there is a grudge?
"I don't know, there is no enmity between them, and they haven't even met." Victor said, very sure about this.

Ask further, it really is.

Victor has several sons.

The one who was killed was the most ineffective among his sons. He clearly had werewolf blood, but he couldn't activate it.

Although he likes to eat, drink and have fun, he is not a high-profile person, hiding among ordinary people, playing the role of a rich second generation with a mysterious origin.

He spends a lot of money and likes to maintain models and celebrities from all over Ouzhou.

Such a person plays in a different circle than Sir Locke.

So, they haven't seen it, and it's unlikely they have any grudges.

"Then Locke, why did you kill your son? Wait a minute, how do you know that Locke did it?" Xu Mo asked.

"Someone saw it, and it was Locke who did it. The bodyguard I placed next to my son, he knew Locke's appearance. In addition, he also dug out my son's heart."

"Wait a minute, what did you dig up?"

"heart!"

"Is the body still there?"

"In the morgue!"

"Take me over there!"

Xu Mo narrowed his eyes. Hearing Victor's words, a possibility suddenly popped up in his mind.

(End of this chapter)