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Chapter 67 Dust Explosion
"The surrounding environment?" The black-robed man was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't believe that Ryan could make any resistance in this situation, he still looked at the surrounding environment out of caution.

After the ceremony restarted, the already scarce candlelight was covered by the dark mist, and the whole room was like a monster hiding in the shadows, and the young man who claimed to be the apartment manager was no exception, he was being engulfed by the mist, right? Why can he shine? !

The black-robed man was startled, and subconsciously prepared to control the black mist spores to forcibly invade and infect that weird young man.

"It's late." Ryan raised his head to look at the man in black robe and said with a slight smile, "Imprisoned."

As soon as the voice fell, the shackles of imprisonment that had already built the spell model suddenly broke out, and in an instant, they tied everyone together in a figure-eight winding way.

"Chains?! Are you the Priest of Dawn?" The black-robed man stared wide-eyed, but at this moment he was completely imprisoned by the chains, unable to make any resistance at all.

If he wanted to break free from the chain, unless his strength surpassed Ryan's level by one or more, he could only rely on special means to break free, but he obviously failed to meet any requirements.

The speed of the chain was like the swift wind, while Ryan tied up everyone, he activated the third-order purification technique that had been prepared, and with a wave of holy light with his right hand, he crashed into the black mist spores in the center of the crowd.

In the face of this misty spore, the effect of the purification technique that can disperse attacks should be better than the punishment technique.

The moment the black mist came into contact with the holy light, it shrank suddenly, and then like a dust explosion, the flames spread and exploded along the spores in the black mist.

Wait, dust explosion?
Ryan's pupils shrank, and the moment he realized something was wrong, he subconsciously grabbed the calamity believer next to him and threw himself to the ground.

boom! !

The shock wave of the explosion pierced through all the closed windows in an instant, and the flames poured out along the exits of the windows. The people on the street were silent, and then there was a burst of screams.

"Cough cough." A cough sounded in the smoky room.

Ryan pushed away the calamity believer who was covering her body. She was very qualified as a cover, at least Ryan did not suffer frontal damage from the explosion.

While recovering from injuries with healing techniques, Ryan began to check the situation inside the house.

This explosion made him have some doubts about the existence of spores. Although his chemistry is not good, he still knows a little about the basic definition of dust explosion.

A dust explosion refers to a dust cloud formed by mixing combustible dust with air in a confined space. Under the action of an ignition source, the formed dust-air mixture burns rapidly and causes a chemical reaction in which the temperature and pressure rise sharply.

Generally, this kind of explosion occurs in the production and processing places where wheat flour, sugar, wood chips, dyes, bakelite ash, milk powder, tea powder, tobacco powder, coal dust, plant fiber dust, etc. are produced.

Among these explosion scenes, the only thing that can be barely matched is plant fiber dust.

The group of black mist spores seemed to be the product of the condensed spores in the bodies of these believers. It could be materialized, indicating that the concentration in the center of the black mist was indeed very high, and it might have met the requirements of a dust explosion.

But aren't spores a product of the magical world?Ryan had always thought that spores were just a name. Could it be that this thing is really some kind of plant?

As he expected, there were no survivors in this room except him. After all, these believers were all bound by his chains just now, and they all stood facing the shock wave of the explosion.

"Spores... Are they really seeds?" Ryan murmured in a low voice. In the information given to him by the church, it didn't say that the purification technique would have a special reaction to the spore mist.

After a while, footsteps were heard in the corridor, and several police officers rushed to the scene, followed by a man in a black suit, led by the sheriff who was in charge of the surrounding neighborhood.

"Can you tell me what happened here, sir?" The sheriff with a brown beard looked at Ryan cautiously. He was the only standing survivor in the room.

"I'm the priest of the Aurora Church." Ryan paused, and reached out to the sheriff. This behavior made several policemen behind the sheriff stretch their hands to their waists.

Seeing the holy light rising from Ryan's palm, the tense faces of several people relaxed. They are all believers of the goddess of dawn, and they are not unfamiliar with the holy light.

"This is the secret stronghold of the illegal church, and this explosion was also caused by their counterattack." Ryan explained succinctly.

"Illegal church." The man behind the police trembled, as if he didn't expect such a result.

"He is the landlord of the apartment." The sheriff explained.

"Landlord?" Ryan was taken aback.

The explosion just now was not too strong, probably comparable to a grenade. If the crowd hadn't been forced to form a circle, there might still be many survivors left behind.

Coupled with the fact that the main shock wave was removed from the windows, the explosion did not have much impact on the overall structure of the apartment. At most, the room needed to be redecorated.

"The church will be responsible for the compensation for the damage to the apartment." Ryan paused, looked at the landlord and said calmly, "But I think you should first explain to the church why this place has become a stronghold of the illegal church."

"I'm not, this has nothing to do with me, he didn't say that before." The landlord was a little incoherent.

"It's okay if you say it's okay?" the bearded police chief shouted, ignoring the other's gradually pale face.

"It's useless to explain to me." Ryan shook his head and said, "Mr. Landlord, do you want to take the initiative to drop by me back to the church, or wait for the church judge to investigate?"

There were no spots of light on the landlord, and he did not feel the breath of spores on the other person. Perhaps the landlord was just lost in the charm of the gold pound, and had nothing to do with the disaster.

But this is not something he can decide, Ryan paused and continued:

"If the judge comes to investigate in person, he may not be as easy to talk to as I am."

The landlord's body trembled, a smile appeared on his pale face and he said, "I, I'd better go back with you, Mr. Priest."

Ryan nodded, looked at the bearded sheriff and said: "Then I will leave this place to you first, and the pastor of the church will come to deal with the scene later."

"Don't worry, I will definitely not let the scene be destroyed." The bearded police chief was a little flattering, and he didn't dare to have any objections when it came to a behemoth like the Aurora Church.

After explaining the matter, Ryan took the landlord to the nearest church.

Although the remnants on the list have not been cleaned up, it is obviously more important to bring the landlord back to the church for interrogation first. Even if the other party is really innocent, with the church's means, he should be able to get a lot of clues.

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I went to the clinic today. I had a low fever. The clinic prescribed me some medicine. I lay on the bed in a daze for a day. I’m sorry, I’m not feeling well.
Thanks to "Shi Ya" book friends for their monthly tickets.

Thank you "Chuan False." Bookmate's monthly pass.

(End of this chapter)