Mystery: Start with the Reader

Mr. "Professor", who is always willing to answer various questions, did not respond to the students' questions for the first time. He stepped on the back of the "Bone Dragon" and said to Daisy and others: "Something will happen here soon. You call other school staff and rush to the nearby church as soon as possible."

After saying that, he let the "Bone Dragon" enter the state of "psychological invisibility", passed through the wall, and flew towards the East District.

In the classroom, several students looked at each other in confusion. In the end, Daisy, who had experienced the rescue of the thief "Black Emperor", was the first to come to her senses and said seriously to Baker and other three boys: "Since Mr. 'Professor' asked us to go to church as soon as possible, we must He has a reason, so let’s not delay.”

In her heart, she already regarded Abner as a superhero with extraordinary abilities like the rogue "Black Emperor".

The three boys who had witnessed the outline of the "Bone Dragon" nodded frequently when they heard this, and were obviously more in awe of the "Professor" who showed his miraculous power.

And this is also the reason why Abner did not make the "Bone Dragon" completely invisible from the beginning - he needed to create a mysterious image and increase his authority in the hearts of several students.

Although "authority" can be achieved by relying on a simulated "arbiter", he can't stay here to exert influence, so he has to adopt this "shock" and "suggestion" model to make them completely obey. My own advice, don’t “seek death” out of curiosity or rebellion…

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East District, Column Street, a deserted, dirty and disgusting alley.

As the space twisted and deformed, the figure of "Desperate Nightingale" Panatia suddenly appeared in the deepest corner.

This scene beyond cognition made several homeless people hiding in the alley resting subconsciously rub their eyes, suspecting that they were hallucinating.

Panatia changed stocks once to confirm that she was in the right place, then pulled down her veil to cover her face, and looked up into the sky. She saw that the afternoon sun was covered by clouds and fog, making it pale and dim.

The light yellow mist is not particularly thick, floating in every place in Backlund, with a slightly choking smell, cold and moist.

It’s a pity that we didn’t wait until the smog was at its most serious and still… the possible intervention of Tracey and her mother, Talim’s disappearance, the accident that happened to Tris, the sudden and brief loss of control of “0-08”, Ah The emergence of Zik and the "Eye of the Goddess", the previous destruction of the rogue "Black Emperor" and the action of the extraordinary person code-named "Tower" have made things bigger and more noticeable, and action can only be advanced to today. …

Thinking of this, Panatia smiled at the homeless people, and their eyes immediately became glazed over, and then an abnormal flush flashed across their faces, and they all covered their hearts and fell to the ground twitching.

"It's much more comfortable to die like this than to suffocate slowly in the haze... You should be grateful for my kindness." After smiling to himself, "Desperate Nightingale" stepped out of the alley.

Her steps were slow, as if she were wandering in a sea of ​​mist.

Where she passed, the fog became imperceptibly thicker and tinged with iron-black color. It could be seen that the distance gradually became smaller.

After she left the street, a homeless man with a sallow face wearing an old jacket suddenly coughed so violently that he fell to the ground.

The two poor people who were very close to the homeless man backed away in fear. They immediately covered their throats and made loud noises. They seemed to be suffering from severe lung disease or bronchitis and were out of breath.

The iron-black and light-yellow smog descended on the East District, on the dock area, on the factory area that was spewing thin smoke, and continued to spread to the entire Backlund.

Various scenes in the distance were "submerged", and even the towering bell tower was only a pale shadow. Workers and poor people felt uncomfortable one after another. The tramps who struggled to fight against the cold and hardship gathered around the lady. Along the route, one fell ill one after another, and human life was as fragile as the foam in starching clothes.

Ms. Despair's expression is calm and soft, as if she is completing a work of art.

She walked among the passers-by without any abnormality, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she laughed in a low voice:

“The history of Loen Kingdom will remember this day:

"The Backlund Smog Incident."

But as soon as she finished speaking, a cold voice came from above her head: "Yes, I will remember it...because it is also your death anniversary!"

"Who is it?!" Hearing the sudden voice, Panatia asked aloud, as if she wanted to look up to find the source of the voice, but in fact, a sharp and crystal ice gun had condensed in her palm, and it was It suddenly shot to the top of the head.

And she herself used the power of recoil to retreat at an extremely fast speed, trying to enter the next street and blend into the crowd.

She was not without doubts about this sudden situation and the enemy that appeared so strangely that she was not aware of it in advance. On the contrary, she was very puzzled and didn't understand why someone could find the mysterious enemy so quickly. It seems as if I have been ambush here for a long time...

This is no less difficult than destroying a metropolis, or teleporting directly from Backlund to East Balam in the Southern Continent.

But as a Sequence 4 "Witch of Despair" who has grown up from an "Assassin" step by step, she understands that she cannot be distracted or talk nonsense at critical moments, and it is not too late to consider all issues until it is safe.

Therefore, she chose to use dialogue to paralyze the opponent, then attack directly, and then take the opportunity to escape.

But she soon discovered that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't leave this neighborhood. It seemed as if there was an invisible force restricting her movements. The more she tried to leave, the less likely she was to succeed.

Demigod-level "distortion" ability? Did he choose to talk to me instead of making a sneak attack just now in order to have some kind of mystical "connection" with me and then "distort" my intentions?

Panatia, who was no stranger to the ability of the "Black Emperor" path, had a hint of enlightenment in her heart.

Knowing that she could not escape, she looked squarely at her opponent for the first time, and then she saw a young man dressed as a teacher standing on the back of a dragon looking down at her.

And the ice gun she just threw did not turn out as she imagined. The white frost condensed, sealed the world, and froze the other party in it... Instead, it was easily resolved by a ritual arranged by the other party.

"My 'prophecy' today is reserved for you... I naturally know how you will respond!"

The young man standing on the back of the "Bone Dragon" is naturally Abner. At this moment, after he used the "Cursed Tudor Badge" to successfully use the other party's intention to trap herself, he no longer hesitated and directly opened " "Pure White Eyes", then merged with the "Bone Dragon", transformed into a semi-mythical creature, and pounced towards the witch.

The witch has a variety of methods, and she is not a true demigod. It is difficult to defeat the opponent by playing spells and secret techniques. The best chance of winning is in close combat.

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On a street deep in the East End.

Old Kohler hurried back to his rented apartment with the ham in a paper bag.

He looked around warily, fearing that those hungry guys with wolf-like eyes would pounce and snatch away his "New Year's gift."

As he walked, he felt that the fog around him had become much thicker. The church bell tower that was still clear in the distance was gradually engulfed by a mixture of light yellow and iron black. Even the pedestrians around him who were more than ten steps away were only visible. Blurred shadow.

Old Kohler instantly felt like he had been forgotten by the world, and he raised his palms to cover his mouth and nose.

"Why does the fog smell so bad today?" He muttered and quickened his pace.

One step, two steps, three steps, old Kohler felt that his face was getting hot and his forehead seemed to be burning.

His chest felt tight, his throat felt uncomfortable, and he soon developed difficulty breathing. My mind is getting more and more confused.

Hey, hey, hey, he heard his own labored breathing, his hands softened, and the paper bag containing the ham fell heavily to the ground.

Old Kohler subconsciously knelt down to pick it up, but dropped it there.

He held down the bag containing the ham and tried to collect it in his arms.

At this moment, he thought that thick phlegm was rising up and blocking his throat, so he fought hard and made a sound like a bellows.

thump! Old Kohler's vision began to blur and saw someone a few steps away who had also fallen down and was out of breath. He was about the same age as him, also in his fifties, with gray temples.

Just when he was gradually despairing, as if he saw his deceased wife and children waving to him, a beautiful lady wearing a Gothic palace dress and a small bonnet of the same color suddenly appeared in front of him, and A tube of potion was poured into his mouth.

Before losing consciousness, old Kohler's last thought was: Is this lady an angel sent by the Lord to lead me into His kingdom?

I'm just here to meet Sherlock's informant... Miss Sharon silently replied in her mind after helping him up.

She was about to take the informant directly back to the Brave Bar, but she looked back at the ham on the ground, hesitated, and then turned back to pick it up.

…

The fog at the edge of the East District was not yet thick, but many people started to cough, including Freya, who came with Itris to help her mother collect the laundry that needed to be starched.

Itris, who had been adventuring at sea for half a year, changed his face when he saw the mist. The experienced man got a glimpse of "extraordinary" abilities from it.

"Quick! Cover your mouth and nose and go to the nearby church!" Itris picked up Freya and started running.

"But...but mom is still there in the old apartment building..." Freya refused to move, dragging Itris along and said anxiously.

Iris glanced back at the mist in the distance and found that their spreading speed seemed to have slowed down, so she gritted her teeth and said, "I'll bring her out. Don't wait here, go to the church!"

Freya looked at him blankly, then nodded solemnly and said: "Thank you... Itris! You... you must be careful too!"

"Don't worry, the 'disease' in this fog won't kill me." After saying that, Itris hugged Freya, and then ran towards the old apartment building on the edge of the East District at an extremely fast speed.

Freya watched his retreating back until she couldn't help but cough a few times before insisting on walking towards the church.

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In the East District, those who were old or had hidden diseases were like felled trees, falling one after another in the mist. At this time, those who came into contact with them were infected with the plague and died quickly. Adults and adults who were still in good health were The children were also slightly unwell.

But those who could still raise their heads on Cologne Street could vaguely see a huge creature with a vague outline biting a lady...

Even though the lady used many methods such as black fire and ice spear, she still had no choice but to rely on her substitute to reduce the damage.

But even so, she had permanently lost an arm.

Abner was calculating the remaining "fusion" time, and was about to deliver the final blow to the witch, and decided to retreat regardless of victory or defeat. A lady wearing a hooded classical robe, with black eyes and hair, and a beautiful but dull face suddenly appeared in front of him and Panadia.

Angel! The Witch of Despair's eyes narrowed, and black flames rose up all over her body, spreading the disease, and planned to ignite everything around her and create a large-scale fire.

At this moment, her body trembled strangely and froze in place.

Immediately afterwards, her body disappeared centimeter by centimeter, and spread rapidly upwards, which was difficult to contain, and soon she completely disappeared.

"Mother of Heaven"? The goddess's divine vessel?

Seeing this, Abner breathed a sigh of relief when he was shocked to find that his body was like a pencil drawing touched by an eraser, being erased faster than the witch just now...

He and the figure of the Bone Dragon completely disappeared within a few seconds.