When does this world have a blood bar showing?

The city of Tingen is actually not that small.

The population of the urban area plus the suburbs is about hundreds of thousands. In this age of steam and machinery, it is very rare that a city with no economic backbone and no political center can reach such a level. .

After the salty fish writer Miss Forsi got to know it initially, she felt that this "small city" was extremely big, so big that it made her despair.

If you want to escape from here, it doesn't seem to be that easy, especially in this chaotic period. Even the public carriages are paralyzed. Naturally, the steam train cannot be unaffected. It has been temporarily suspended. I don't know. When can it be restored?

——And this also blocked the possibility of her easily escaping Tingen.

——There was no way Forsi could leave the city on foot, cross the countryside, and walk all the way back to Backlund.

Even if it was really possible, this salted fish would definitely not dare to choose this method. She is now seriously insecure and even subconsciously suspects that once she leaves a crowded place, she will be attacked immediately...

Maybe this is a writer's occupational disease. Her overly rich imagination made Forsi seem to be suffering from persecution paranoia. In a short period of time, she imagined many terrible conspiracies against herself, all kinds of... Such a way to die is playing on a loop in my mind like a lantern.

He was timid in the first place, but now he was scaring himself even more. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. In the end, Forsi made a decisive decision.

She is going to seek asylum from the Zhengshen Church!

In Fowles' view, this may be the only way she can save herself at the moment. Apart from this, she really can't think of any other good way. Because not only does she know nothing, but she also has no combat effectiveness. As a Sequence 9 "apprentice", at most she can only pass through obstacles through the special characteristics of the spiritual world.

But it can only pass through walls or blocked gates, and the premise is that there are no restrictions on extraordinary power and the obstacles are not too thick.

Except for this seemingly useless extraordinary ability, she is no different from ordinary people... Oh, there are still some, ordinary people should be able to fight better than her.

But just watching helplessly, doing nothing, just waiting to be killed is not what Forsi wants to see. A dog will jump over the wall in a hurry, and a salted fish will definitely act instinctively when faced with a life threat. Jump a few times.

And perhaps because he was destined to join the Tarot Society, Forsi's thoughts at this moment were surprisingly consistent with those of the future Mr. Fool. That's right, she chose to report herself to the authorities and voluntarily surrender...

Although logically speaking, a wild Extraordinary like her should try to avoid contact with the authorities, but at this critical moment, who can care so much.

Asking the authorities for help, at least there is still a chance.

If you don't do this, maybe your body will appear in the sewer or at the site of some cult sacrifice ceremony in two days.

Her rich imagination and skilled self-persecution gave Miss Xianyu a strong will to survive and unprecedented mobility. After preliminary inspection of the official distribution of power in Tingen, she found that she could easily make a choice. Because just like the mainstream beliefs of the entire Loen Kingdom, Tingen City also mainly believes in the Goddess of Night, the Lord of Storms, and the God of Steam and Machinery.

The three major churches have been divided into regions based on the status of believers——

The Church of the Goddess of the Night corresponds to the "St. Selena Church" on Red Moon Street.

The Church of the God of Steam and Machinery corresponds to the "Church of the Holy Numbers" in the suburbs.

The Lord of Storms Church corresponds to the "River and Sea Church" in the northern district of Tingen.

Because Fors didn't know much about Tingen, he naturally didn't know where the city's official Beyonder organization's stronghold was, so he could only find it through the church on the outside.

The Church of the Lord of Storms is located in the North District of the city, but it was ruled out by Fors first. She had heard some things about it, especially her friend Xio who had specifically told her about the three major churches’ influence on wild extraordinary people. differences in attitudes among the participants.

Generally speaking, although the three major churches are openly cracking down on wild Beyonders, the concepts and styles of the Church of Night and the Church of Steam are still relatively mild.

Only those storm brothers were really fierce in arresting them, and they were merciless in their attacks. Forsi just wanted to take advantage of the danger, but he definitely didn't want to throw himself into a trap and kill himself first, so Decisively pass this option.

As for the church of the God of Steam and Machinery, which is located in the suburbs, it is not a good choice. She does not want to leave the city or leave a crowded place, so she has ruled it out.

So--

Naturally, there was only one choice left, she wanted to find the Church of the Night! !

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Destiny is not a caged bird.

But the fate of the caged bird was already sealed.

The drama staged by Tingen, the confrontation between the Nighthawks and the betrayers, the script written by Sealed Artifact 0-08... all the sins, all the struggles, everything that happened, have long been connected by lies and tricks, no matter it is No matter what the process is, the result is already determined.

Nothing can escape this bondage, from the vast gods that transcend the human realm to the planet itself as fine as a particle of dust, everything is within the cage.

Even the starry sky forms part of this context.

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Blackthorn Security Company, second floor, 36 Zotland Street.

Klein was pacing back and forth in the reception hall, like an ant on a hot pot, anxious but not sure what to do.

The reception hall was very quiet, probably because civil servants such as Luo Shan and others did not come to work today. This quietness spread in the air. It was different from the quietness of the past years, but gradually spread into a feeling that made people feel uncomfortable. Restless silence.

Especially compared to those crowded, noisy streets where quarrels, fights, fights and bloodshed occurred from time to time, Zotland Street was eerily quiet today. Looking out from the window on the second floor, one can see the loneliness and quietness of the entire street. There is not even a single person in the street. It looks lifeless, like a silent city where all the residents have disappeared.

Klein took a deep breath, knowing that this was normal.

The commercial development of this street is low and it is not very popular.

At present, people in almost half of the city are gathered at telegraph offices, train stations, various shops, markets, and even dock warehouses, so naturally they will not appear here. It's not a characteristic of the times. Even in the earth world before I traveled, wouldn't this similar situation happen? If the people feel that there will be some crisis next, there will be a panic buying trend...

The only difference is that in this age of steam and machinery, productivity is far from comparable to the world before he traveled.

Normally, we dare not say that we can meet the basic needs of the people, let alone at this critical moment when everyone is desperately trying to hoard more and more supplies. And the less they can get it, the more panic people will have, which will deepen and aggravate the sense of crisis, and riots will ensue...

"Klein, I have already reported it to the superiors, and the "Punisher" and "Machine Heart" have also sent reminders - it's just that there is no sufficiently convincing reason, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to be convinced. . "

At this time, Dunn Smith walked out of the corridor.

The Nighthawks captain frowned tightly, contemplating some troublesome issue, and looked somewhat tired.

The main reason is that he was responsible for the Chanis Gate shift last night and it didn't end until this morning. It was a very troublesome task. He was just about to go home from get off work and rest, but before he could go out, he saw Klein rushing through the door with a rush of news, which sounded alarming, which made him feel even more stressed.

Fortunately, Dunn is a very responsible captain and he trusts his teammates.

In addition, something like that happened last night, and the situation in Tingen today has become chaotic. If there is really some evil force that wants to take advantage of the situation, it is not impossible.

Taking these factors into consideration, Dunn still responded decisively. He is not a person who is afraid of taking responsibility.

"Klein, I know you may have some scruples, or some secrets that you don't want to reveal, but I'm very happy that you took the initiative to tell me this..."

Staring at his trusted team member with his deep gray eyes, Dunn said seriously: "I don't know how you learned about the conspiracy, but we need more clear information, do you understand?"

"This this……"

Klein opened his mouth, finally shook his head, and said in a bitter tone: "Captain, I really don't know. The only thing I can guess is that they may want to open some portal to welcome the arrival of evil spirits... "

This was still a piece of information that he intercepted from the ramble. As for the rest, he really didn't know anything about it.

"Welcome the arrival of evil spirits..." Dunn murmured to himself, his expression obviously becoming serious, "If this is really the case, this may be beyond what we can handle."

"Will the church send someone here?"

Klein asked with a glimmer of hope. If some demigod, saint, or the like came to sit in charge, it would be fine, right?

Although he also knew that it was unrealistic, if there was no conclusive evidence and just a single word reported by a random person could attract the strong men of the church to come and investigate, then the church would not do anything else. It is estimated that at that time, the senior management was either exhausted or exhausted on the road.

"It's hard to say..." Dunn shook his head. He didn't really want to discuss this issue, probably because he knew it was unrealistic. "No matter what, let's do what we should do first... Klein, where was the last time you saw her?"

"She is...she is..."

Klein was about to answer when he inadvertently looked out of the window.

Just for a moment, his mind went blank, and the remaining words seemed to be stuck in his throat and could no longer be uttered.

He only felt that his heart was pounding non-stop, as harsh as thunder, almost leaving only this huge drum-like heartbeat in his mind. He lost all ability to think and just looked at the end of Zotland Street. The female figure appeared again, walking towards the Blackthorn Security Company step by step with a clear goal...

——It seems to unfold naturally, as if the trajectory of fate has been manipulated from the beginning.

——No matter which direction you swim, you will definitely arrive at the same destiny by different paths.