Chapter 172
Horik's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly:

"It's up to you. If you stop lying and tell the truth about the crimes you have committed, I will write an application and plead for you in front of your honor."

Dawn fell silent again.

He mistakenly thought that his participation in the secret organization had been exposed, so he exposed Pengka, a villager from the same village who he personally introduced to join the organization.

He did not confess Rodel because he wore a mask at every gathering of the Moss Ascetic Order. He did not know Rodel's true identity or where he lived.

The reason why Donne recognized Mr. "Witcher" and Chris at that time was because the classical dark robe he was wearing was too conspicuous.

Dawn has been weighing the pros and cons, but in fact, the heart of the machine does not know that he is the subordinate of the wild Extraordinary code-named "Wizard".

"Do you understand?"

Horik asked expressionlessly.

Dorn gritted his teeth and said:
"Mr. Police Officer, Pengka and I are...cough, cough..."

He suddenly grabbed his throat tightly with both hands, his eyes rolled white, his tongue stuck out, and his expression was ferocious.

In the spirit world, Chris held the "Filthy Words" spell in his hand, but did not turn it on. He just put it in Donne's ear, and then slightly adjusted his spirituality to keep the spell in a state of "about to be turned on".

Although Chris is in the spirit world, the "Filthy Words" spell is truly in reality. Dorn is not even an extraordinary person, and he cannot resist the "Filthy Words" that contains the "True Creator".

Horik's eyebrows twitched and he quickly took the revolver out of his pocket, but failed to find the target.

From his perspective, he couldn't see the iron-black spell floating behind Dawn's head. The only thing he knew was that Dawn was under a mental attack, and the attacker was definitely a "wizard"!
Dawn heard crazy ravings, unmistakable noises from the void, from the unknown, from his brain, from all directions.

Dorn inserted his fingers tightly into his ear holes and roared heart-breakingly. Along with his painful roar, the skin on his face fell off in pieces, revealing flesh and blood, like a weird fountain of flesh and blood.

Seeing that Dorn was irreversibly heading towards death, Chris flew to the next room, and Ponca was next door.

Horik held up the revolver, gasping for air, his hands trembling slightly, Dorn's head cracked in front of him, which made him feel extremely dangerous.

He couldn't see the enemy, and he didn't know what happened to Dorne. If the invisible enemy wanted to attack him, he could only meet his own death.

But for some reason, the enemy did not attack him, and an equally heart-rending cry of pain came from the next room.

Horik turned around and opened the door. He saw the panicked police officers running back and forth in the corridor outside, and felt a sense of fear in his heart - as long as the hunter wanted to hunt, they would become prey.

But he couldn't control that much anymore, he stopped a policeman, and after briefly explaining the situation, he immediately turned around and ran to the logistics department.

We must ask for help, ask for help from Backlund!

After killing Pengka, Chris returned to Star Island with "Filthy Words". When he came to the spiritual world, he brought the Witch Card with him so that official Beyonders would not find his traces through divination.

His original intention was not to kill Dorn and Penka, but when he heard that Dorn seemed to be telling him about the Moss Trappist Order, he had no choice but to kill him and end his life.

Chris was not worried about Penka. What Horik used was just an interrogation technique and a inducement method, but before he could put the two prisoners into trouble, they were already dead.

After returning to reality, Chris did not return to his residence. Taking advantage of the rain to subside, he stopped a taxi and drove towards Stephens Street in the East District.

Rodel, the last subordinate of himself in the Moses Ascetic Order, who had just become a "Secret Peeper", lived at 10 Stephens Street.

The carriage drove slowly in the rain, the wheels making a dull clicking sound on the wet road, and the horse shook its head, as if it was dissatisfied with the owner for letting him run out on a rainy day.Through the window, what Chris saw was a blurry scene. There were only a few scattered people on the cold streets. They were either smoking under the eaves to hide from the rain, or holding umbrellas and walking in a hurry. There must be something. Urgent matter.

Finally, the carriage drove into Stephens Street and stopped steadily in front of No. 10.

Chris jumped out of the carriage and rang the doorbell.

The door opened quickly, and Rodel stood behind it, looking at the man in a raincoat in surprise:
"Hi, who are you looking for?"

Chris took off his hood and looked up with a smile:
"'Rodel the Secret Peeper', a member of the Trappist Order of Moss."

Rodel suppressed his inner panic:
"I'm sorry, sir, I have no idea what you're talking about. Please get out of here or I'm going to call the police."

"Call the police?"

Chris ignored Rodel, who was standing in front of him, and went straight past him.

Although Rodel's home is also a two-story townhouse, it is smaller in area. The walls of the living room have become uneven after years of wear and tear.

The interior decoration of the house is very simple, with few and cheap furniture and decorations, giving it an unpretentious feel.

If there is anything valuable in the living room, it might be the portrait of Emperor Russell hanging in the middle.

Chris turned his head and stared into Rodel's eyes:

"Don and Penka are dead, in the police station."

Rodel slowly put down his hand to grab Chris, hesitated for a long time, and asked:

"Are you...Mr. Whicher?"

"The situation is urgent. Dorn and Penka were discovered," Chris sat down on the sofa. "They were arrested by the police and died in the police station."

"Mr. Witcher, do you know who killed them?"

Rodel asked in fear, his hand holding the teapot trembling slightly.

He became an Extraordinary just to explore occult knowledge and decipher the original symbols of Emperor Russell. He did not want to kill anyone.

He joined the Moss Trappist Order because he heard that he could gain knowledge here instead of becoming a human bomb like the Aurora Order.

He believed in knowledge, not hidden sages.

If Chris knew what Rodel was thinking in his heart at this moment, he would definitely be speechless - there were four people in the Moss Ascetic Order plus himself, and it turned out that none of them believed in the Hidden Sage.

"The enemy is very dangerous, that's why I came to find you," Chris gave Rodel a deep look, "but the enemy has not discovered your location yet, so you are still safe for the time being."

"Then do I need to leave here? Leave Tingen?"

"No," Chris looked at Rodel who stood up in a hurry, and said with a faint smile, "Can you show me the Russell diaries you collected first?"

(End of this chapter)

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