Blood tax

Chapter 85 Thunderstorm Night
Will Rebecca be the sacrifice they prepared?Griffith inspected it with the insight crystal and his own low-level inspiration, and found that she has good spiritual power, but there is nothing abnormal about her.The analysis of psychic energy ripples, physical and mental characteristics is a profound knowledge, and Homonwatts has opened a three-semester course, which is not something he can see through casually.

All in all, take Rebeca back to contain it first, and then investigate carefully.

The mage's tower was in a mess, policemen and city defense troops from the town and city walked around, as well as some clerks and citizens who came to work.Here, like the Church of Holy Grace, is the stronghold of the Beyonders, and is directly responsible for the affairs of the city and the port.

The Finnish sergeant major is exchanging search information with everyone in the lobby.The Huajian memorial service is approaching, but so many things have happened, the local security force is a bit stretched.

"Find a comfortable place for this lady, I have something to ask her," Griffith beckoned to the sergeant major. "How about that Khamis that I just caught?"

"It's definitely not ordinary," Finn pointed to the cell upstairs. "His wounds healed very quickly, but his rank is only Sequence 9. There must be some dark magic behind him."

"We're going to step up our vigilance," Griffith glanced at the Mage Tower, where people came and went, "Where are the guards, the second lieutenant and the mage?"

Amber was leaning on a reclining chair not far away to eat a sandwich, and muttered:

"The stationed mage went to see Senator Milovan Neville off. The second lieutenant took the confession from the municipal hospital. I'll go back to the Holy Grace Church in a while and be on duty there."

"Have you ever interrogated that Khamis guy?"

"Master Mage asked, and said that when you come back, he will ask you if you have been subjected to inappropriate torture, and ask you to submit a process report on how to obtain information about the cult's den," Sergeant Finland handed over a few pages of records from across the table, "I didn't ask anything. Khamis dawdled and said which small city-state in the east he came from. He was a believer of the Creator, and there were a lot of others."

Griffith took over the record and read it.Interrogation records are very simple.

When there is no proper way, the interrogation must comply with the investigation rules, and the confession must follow the procedures, and the first round of questioning is often just going through the motions.The second round of interrogation will be very important, and once the preparations are ready, we must start to investigate the bottom line immediately.

At such a critical time, the stationed mage still has to go to see the congressman off?

"That's all? Did you interrogate together?"

"The resident mage was with me, I made the record," Finn said, "Hamis started vomiting blood halfway, I went to call the doctor, went out for 2 minutes, and didn't ask any more questions when I came back. The resident mage said it was a waste of time , Let the second lieutenant adjust the confession agent."

Well... Griffith was silent for a while, then sat down beside Amber who was having dinner, looking at her without focus.

"Do you want to eat?" The trainee investigator looked at Griffith, then at the half-bitten sandwich in her hand and handed it over.

"What kind of person is Senator Milovan Neville?" Griffith asked thoughtfully.

"How about it~ An old man, he said he is a Sequence 6 and knows our principal, but he looks old and weak," Amber rubbed the ends of his hair and said, "He is just like other mage masters. Interested in his own research and learning, he has collected a lot of strange things with a large shelf.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with him?"

"He's one of the passengers on the Equinox, how can he get away with it," Griffith said. "Which department will be responsible for investigating him?"

"The Central Bureau of Investigation has a special superhuman investigation department," Amber waved his hand, "don't think about it, his identity is not only a superhuman of Sequence 6, he is also a well-known scholar, a noble parliamentarian, and a nobleman of the kingdom. One of the characters, such a person will not have contact with those of us at the grassroots level."

I understand this.As long as Quark Sol didn't ride on his face, the big man might not help even if he saw the people on the equinox die.

Griffith nodded: "Why did the resident mage go to see him off? He doesn't look like such a considerate person."

"Maybe I'm as curious as you are, and I want to see if I can find out some clues," Amber clapped his hands and stood up, "I'm going to be on duty at the Holy Grace Church, and I'll leave the Mage Tower to you and the sergeant major. ."

……

Not long after Amber left, a gust of wind began to blow outside the window.

"Is it going to rain heavily?" Finn ran over and closed the door, "You should rest in the tower, do you need to tell your family?"

Griffith is not very worried about the safety of the Iloti family.Dr. Zion used to teach at Homonwarts, and he was a scholar who could teach at Homonwarts, even if it was just a scholar who didn't fight.

After a while, the sky suddenly streaked with lightning bolts, and the gust of wind wrapped the torrential rain against the glass windows and cracked.

Griffith walked around the interrogation room.Khamis, who was captured, was horrified when he saw him, but kept his mouth tightly shut.

Griffith began to use torture to extract confessions again, but with the local Beyonders and others around, he did not dare to be abrupt.

"No gain!" Finn swayed back and forth leaning against the rocking chair. "The ensign will bring Veritaserum in a while, and with just a sip, Khamis will even remember the color of last week's underwear."

Griffith nodded and took a sip of the cold water.It's raining more and more outside, and the astrologers didn't say in the morning that there would be a thunderstorm today.

"What did Miss Rebecca say?"

"I've said a lot, it looks very honest," Finland nodded. "From the city-state of Petra in the east, the date of entry, the family situation, etc., but there is no evidence, and the luggage has been stolen."

Griffith took a deep look at Finland, poured two cups of hot water, and asked for two more sandwiches, ready to ask for himself.

"Hey hey hey! Don't look at me like that!" Finn shouted, "I think I have a good attitude. There is no torture or forced confession. The little girl seems to have said it voluntarily!"

The night sky was suddenly illuminated like day, and thunder and lightning flashed to the ground to vent their anger, almost splitting the ground.

Then, bursts of thunder rolled over, and the lightning struck everyone's heart as if it would never stop, making people shudder.

"This lightning is a bit weird," Griffith came out of the window, looking at the rainy night that seemed like day, "I feel like they are all striking at the same place."

"How is that possible," Finn shook his head, "but I have never seen such a terrible thunder and lightning this season. Our mage tower will not be demolished!"

The earth-shaking thunder and lightning were followed by a more violent downpour, the sound of which was like a drum beat, and even the people in the room didn't know what they were talking about.

"Stay alert," Griffith said. "Everyone armed. I have a bad feeling."

……

After about a quarter of an hour, the rain gradually subsided.

Just as everyone was preparing to leave while the rain weakened, a terrifying thunder smashed open the door of the Mage Tower, and a two-meter-tall man walked in with his head held high.

He has blond short hair, a handsome and resolute face, and his eyes are looking straight ahead, as if nothing in the world can shake his heart.The strong muscles on the burly body are bulging, and they are taller and more handsome than a perfect sculpture.Dozens of people in the mage tower looked at him, and the soldiers, clerks and stranded civilians looked at him with surprise, envy or greed.In shock, he couldn't take his eyes away.

He has no clothes on!

Majestic male symbols and reef-like muscles advance through the crowd.The men all shy away ashamed.

His steady footsteps walked across the solid wood floor, making a rumbling roar, as if the armor of a man and a horse was riding through, making people dread.

Everyone looked at him dumbfounded for a moment, hesitating whether they should blow the siren and swarm up to take this man away.

It's clearly a rigorous workout in terms of muscle and physique.His face is as strong as a soldier, but his behavior is abnormal. Is he a soldier who has been traumatized by the battlefield?Griffith quickly made a portrait of the naked man in his mind, classifying him as a mentally ill person.

Finn looked at Griffith, then yelled at the man, "Hey, man, you're doing a good job, but worse than me."

The naked blond man looked blankly at Finland, as if looking at a steak: "Where's Khamis?"

"What?"

"Tell me where Khamis is, right now," the naked blond man said with an irresistible majesty, and everyone present thought they had heard it wrong.

"Stand where you are and put your hands up! Are you a cultist too?" Griffith shouted, a javelin already drawn in his hand.

Before he finished speaking, the sergeant major suddenly let out a scream and flew out from him, smashing a table and chairs with a "boom".

"Where is Khamis?" The strange man charged and knocked the sergeant major flying, and asked Griffith in a steady and forceful voice.

The city defense troops present showed their weapons one after another.The blond cultist suddenly turned around and grabbed a pillar, his hands exerted force, the pillar and the hall trembled, and countless dust and gravel fell.

"What are you going to do?!"

"stop!"

There was shouting in the hall.Griffith didn't ask any questions, the armor-piercing spear shot away and pierced the cult man's chest.The giant man was knocked back two steps, but turned a blind eye to the fatal injury, and pulled the column up from the ground with both hands.

"Wow—ah!" The city guards who were present fled.A large piece of the second floor floor that lost its support collapsed directly.

"Attack!" Griffith roared. "Alarm, we need support!"

As soon as the words fell, the cultist had already strode forward waving the pillar in his hand.Wherever he went, people, furniture, and floors were all scattered, and the screams continued one after another.

Griffith saw the giant rush towards him, grabbed a bottle of secondary deceleration potion and smashed it on the ground.The cultists immediately fell into the slowing effect.

His second shot has been thrown.The blow penetrated the cultist's waist and abdomen, but it still couldn't stop him.

Not only could he not be stopped, but the man only spit out a little black blood, which didn't look like the reaction of a human being hit by a heavy spear.

This thing is not human!Is it a puppet?

Before Griffith could shoot the third shot, a column roared.He hurriedly dodged to the side, and after just a little delay, the cultist had already rushed out of the deceleration range and punched him.

"Oh!"

Griffith recalled the experience of being beaten by Illya Rendilus' ghost in the Ruins of the Whispering Forest.He felt that his whole body was screaming, and he flew out directly.

"Bang!" "Meow!"

Before passersby could see what happened, several city defense troops were thrown out from the main entrance of the Mage Tower and fell into the alley across the street. A few terrified wild cats screamed and jumped into the side from the darkness. garbage can.

Passers-by from a street away could hear a crackling sound from the mage tower, followed by screams and calls for help, as well as the continuous sound of police whistle.Rebecca, the stranded citizens, and the swarms of the city guards fled the gate like mice on a sinking ship.

The terrifying cultist dragged a tall soldier as a weapon and strode toward the prison cell on the second floor.Wherever he went, the city guards who stopped him flew out like rag dolls.

"Stop, you bastard!" Finn shouted angrily.With one arm drooping and a heavy crossbow held in the other, he pointed at the naked man and yelled.

"Stop, don't move! Don't move! You, don't come here, ah—!"

The cultist caught a crossbow with his body, kicked the sergeant flying away, and walked straight to the second floor without paying attention.

Griffith staggered out of the ground.He was sent flying seven or eight meters away, and rolled several times on the ground before hitting the corner of the wall.

It hurts, it hurts to death!The corner of Griffith's mouth twitched from the pain, his bones were probably broken in three or four places, and there were bruises and abrasions all over his body.

But he chased after him, watching the cultists come to the door of Khamis' cell.

"Come and save me, Lord Apostle," Khamis shouted from the cell, "here I am."

"You are Khamis?" The naked man called the apostle broke the fence of the cell with his bare hands and took Khamis out.

"That's right, Lord Apostle," the captured cultist was grateful, "I didn't expect to trouble you all."

"Faithful Khamis," the naked man held Khamis's head with his generous palms, "the creator thanks you for your service."

With just a click, Khamis' head was twisted a full circle in front of Griffith.

Griffith gritted his teeth not far away, took out the siren in his clothes and blew it vigorously.

"Di-!"

A shrill whistle broke the silence of the night, and a cry came from a distance.

The cult apostle didn't care about it, his throat was squirming, and then he vomited an egg-sized ball from his mouth, stuffed it into Khamis' mouth that couldn't close, and threw it back to the cell.

After doing all this, the naked man turned around and walked downstairs, and punched Griffith who blocked his way and threw the third shot.The latter rolled down from the second floor like a ball, until it stopped at the entrance of the Mage Tower.

The cult apostle crossed the blood-filled apprentice knight and walked outside without looking back.

With a rush of hooves, Lieutenant Skoltz, the agent, galloped from the corner of the street.He rode a handsome black warhorse, wearing iron armor and holding a horse sword, roaring like a storm on the sea.

"Second lieutenant, watch out for this man!" Griffith was lying on the ground at the door, his mouth full of blood pointing at the enemy who was walking out of the mage tower slowly, "His strength is amazing."

Skoltz looked at the messy mage tower in surprise, and then looked at Griffith, who was wearing double armor with blood on his face, drew his sword and shouted, "Raise your hands and kneel on your knees! Perlis Island, those who dare to provoke the official Beyonders, ow—!”

The terrifying cult apostle rushed towards the burly, tall and iron-clad Second Lieutenant Skoltz, and gave him a head-on blow.

Hell, what kind of monster is this, the superhuman of Sequence 6?Why is there no sign of it here?I need reinforcements, I need superhuman commandos, I need artillery, I need fleets to take down this monster!

Griffith blew the whistle frantically, wishing to call all the armed forces in the sea area.

The cult apostle reached out and took the second lieutenant's warhorse, and jumped up.The horse immediately stood up and jumped wildly on the spot.His steely limbs quickly curbed the madness of the warhorse, holding it firmly under his crotch.Then, on his trembling steed, he cast his gaze at Griffith, who was frantically blowing the whistle, his eyes as frightening as the red moon of calamity.

He said stiffly in an emotionless voice:
"See you later, baby."

After saying this, the mysterious apostle folded his legs and left with his head held high on the second lieutenant's horse.

An earth-shattering explosion suddenly erupted from the upper floor of the mage tower, and the entire spire was shaved off in the explosion.The overwhelming rubble and dust buried Griffith in it.

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