Book of Gods and Demons

Sherlock witnessed the whole process of Joe's attack.

In fact, when Joe entered the headquarters of the Royal Bank of the Kingdom of Ice and Sea, Sherlock was in a luxurious suite on the third floor.

As the Royal Special Advisor of the Ice Sea Kingdom, Sherlock has some special powers, which are enough for him to use some of the Ice Sea Kingdom's official resources.

For example, on the third floor of the branch headquarters building, there is a luxurious suite, and people from the bank can use resources and collect some intelligence for him.

Florence blocked Sherlock's intelligence channels within the Al organization, but as a senior swordman, Sherlock naturally had his countermeasures.

Not only the Royal Bank branch in Hyderabad, but also some other institutions of the Ice Sea Kingdom in Hyderabad, such as the eyes and ears, secret spies, etc. that have been ambushed by the deeply hidden intelligence department for many years. Locke used the privilege to mobilize.

When the first bullet pierced the sky above the branch headquarters and brought a large electric spark to Joe, Sherlock was holding a cup of black tea, standing behind a floor-to-ceiling window, through a thin screen, looking at Joe's back.

"Are you sure, Vault 07 belongs to Florence?" Behind Sherlock, there were seven men in tuxedos, top hats and walking sticks standing in a row.

While sipping his tea, he asked his confidant subordinates he had called urgently these days.

A man stepped forward and was about to speak back. A flash of lightning flashed across the yard. With a piercing sound, he saw Joe's right hand slamming his back, and a ball of fire burst into his palm. Explode.

Sherlock's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle.

"The poisonous scorpion type III magic sniper rifle...damn it, this is an antiquities excavated from the ancient ruins numbered Glory 33 of Dren in the Everglades area 72 years ago."

"If I remember correctly, this batch of Scorpion III has a total of 363 pieces, all of which were distributed to the branch of the Deren Empire... and, all were distributed to..."

Sherlock's face darkened.

A faint blue breath emerged from his palm, which dyed the dark brown coffee in the cup into a magnificent blue.

Sword bearer.

The branch of the Al organization in the Durham Empire naturally also has local swordsmen.

The moment the bullet hit Joe's palm, Sherlock had already seen the full picture of the bullet with the help of a certain talent ability, and determined the origin of the bullet.

The person who shot was the sword holder of the Eldron branch.

As a sword bearer, Sherlock knows the horror of the sword bearers of Al’s organization...so he stands still, and has no intention to rescue Joe—if Joe himself cannot survive the interception of the sword bearer. , Then Sherlock definitely has no time to rescue him!

As Sherlock expected.

Three waves of snipers made Joe embarrassed. Six swordsmen who suddenly appeared beside him severely injured Lan Kikyo, and were killed by Lan Mujin and Joe on the spot.

"Boy... you actually have reached this level of strength? But the intelligence said that you just took the third-order potion!" Sherlock's eyes widened, incredibly watching the shirtless man standing on the side of the road, staring at the sniper. Joe yelling at the corpse.

"Go, do you feel it? Someone just attacked Joe with the Trinity Imprisonment Secret Formation, but he broke it away with violence."

Sherlock said in a deep voice: "Go to a team, put it on... I'm very curious, the sword bearer in the Delun branch... Ha ha, I have heard of his name for a long time, but I haven't seen him. I really want to make him friends. ."

Sherlock tilted her head slightly, and muttered softly: "Florence was caught, it seems to be a bit self-inflicted... Then, what did this swordman jump out for? And, the method is a bit too intense... a bit Violation, violation!"

I put the coffee cup in my hand on the small table aside, and accompanied by the sound of "chichi", the coffee in the cup turned into wisps of dark blue mist and evaporated, and there was no more coffee left in the cup.

Sherlock put his hands on his chest and muttered thoughtfully to himself: "Ayre's purpose is to escape from the world... In an imperial capital of a top power in Medland, use such violent means to assassinate a Deren on the street. The new Marquis of the empire? This kind of thing is simply...I think I should react to a higher level."

"Of course, this needs evidence... Brothers, I need evidence." Sherlock raised his right hand and snapped his fingers vigorously.

"Florence threatened me... now, it's time for me to give him a response." Sherlock smiled very excitedly.

Half an hour later, Joe carried the alloy briefcase and stood in Salian's office in Hydra Palace.

Viglar, who has just taken over the post of Deputy Minister of the Imperial Supervision Department, is wearing a black uniform that has not changed forever, with a gloomy iceberg face, standing in the corner of the office with a lifeless tone.

In Viglar's hand, there is a rare crystal wine glass with a square mouth.

In the glass, there was a little bit of rum, probably just enough to wet the lips.

Compared to the non-stick drink when he was in Tulum, Viglar actually picked up the glass today!

Sitting behind the desk with a large glass of rum in his wine glass, Salian raised the glass towards him as soon as Joe walked in.

Salian laughed loudly: "Viglar, to our majestic Lord Marquis...Well, how does it feel to beat a noble princess in public?"

Salian's smile was mixed with a strong maliciousness.

Joe could feel that this malice was not directed at him, it was clearly directed at Elizabeth, who had kicked him.

Has that proud, mad princess offend Sallian?

Without saying a word, Joe strode to Sallian's desk and patted the alloy briefcase in his hand heavily on the desk: "His Royal Highness, I apply for 30 new-style Tier 6 Abyss 6 Eye Corrosion Demon Wolf Potion. "

Qiao yelled: "The people around me are too weak. Just now Lan Kikyo was almost stabbed to death with a sword on the street... I think, as their leader, I must be responsible for their lives."

Salian's eyes widened and looked at Joe unceremoniously: "Wh, ah, ah, listen, listen, Viglar, what did our Marquis Lord say? Thirty abyssal six-eyed corroding magic wolf potions? "

Shaking his head, Salian said with emotion: "Joe, do you know what conditions need to be met before the royal family can distribute a Tier 6 potion?"

Qiao patted the briefcase lightly with his left hand, and he said solemnly: "But, Your Highness, do you know what is in this box? He might surprise you, or make you hysterical? Who knows? !"

Salian's face became serious. He looked at the killing of Heilinger in Joe's hand, then looked at the briefcase Joe placed on the table, and said solemnly: "Only one who is extremely loyal to the empire, and Only those who have made great contributions can get a Tier 6 potion... You only have 30 potions?"

"This is a list given by Florence. It is a list of the people he has planted, colluded with, and cultivated in the empire over the years." Joe pushed the briefcase towards Sallian: "I don't know this. Whether the list is all he has, my people are continuing to let him speak."

"However, I just looked through it roughly. There are more than two thousand people's names... and their general resumes, as well as rough accounts of the benefits they received from Florence."

Salian's eyes widened, staring straight at Joe, without saying a word.

Viglar had walked forward silently a few steps, his eyes were glowing looking at the briefcase, and there was a faint flash of blood in his eyes.

"Salien, this is going to be a big case... I suddenly became very interested in this list." Viglar picked up the glass and poured a few drops of rum into it. .

His gray face was like granite, and he was covered with a thick red, as if his face was smeared with blood.

Joe looked at Viglar, who was gradually entering a state of excitement, only to feel a twitch in his heart.

He remembered the wonderful past of this adult in Tulum Port... His hands were stained with the blood of various illegal nobles and officials... This is a cold butcher!

Salian had a violent cold war. He looked back at Viglar and said coldly: "You, don't intervene first, let's see first, who is there... more than two thousand people? Hell, How is it possible? If it is true, then this matter is not for you and me to decide."

Salian also drank the wine in his glass. He stood up and grabbed the handle of the briefcase.

Joe pressed the briefcase hard and stared at Salian with wide-eyed eyes: "You should go and see my loyal subordinate, in order to protect me, in order to protect this list~www.ltnovel.com~ He has suffered more than a dozen swords, and he is still lying in the carriage."

Salian curled his lips. He once again looked at the killing of Heilinger in Joe’s hands, and said solemnly: "If this list is of sufficient value, then, 30 Tier 6 potions, I will immediately let Medica You will give it to you after preparation!"

Joe nodded and let go of his left hand.

Salian pressed his hands on the briefcase. He hesitated and looked up at Joe: "You executed Florence?"

Joe looked at Salian with an innocent look: "I don't have it, don't talk nonsense...this kind of thing requires evidence."

Salian blinked: "You won't let people find evidence?"

Joe shrugged his shoulders and lowered his voice: "If you don't want anyone to find evidence, then there must be no evidence... Isn't it possible that Florence can not be accommodated by the mighty Lanyin River?"

Viglar coughed heavily: "Two distinguished gentlemen, please note that you are in front of an inspector..."

Salian turned his head and glared at Viglar: "Shut up, Viglar, even if you become Minister of Supervision in the future, you can't deny that you instigated many of my **** back then... Joe, this is one. Fake and serious guy, ignore him, and don’t be afraid of him... the next day, I will tell you all the things he did in the past."

Viglar closed his mouth.

He also leaned to the desk, staring at the briefcase with piercing eyes.

Salian sighed and opened the box gently.

He picked up the thick list on it and turned to the first page.

"Is this a joke? The Supreme Court of the Empire, His Excellency Haig, the fifth-ranked justice, he... is from Florence?" Salian's eyes almost popped out of his sockets.