But Eve didn't dare to blame it, after all, it was bestowed by the Supreme Twilight Lord.

A trace of confusion flashed in the girl's eyes, she didn't know why it was sometimes peaceful and sometimes restless.

Fang Cui seems to be very excited today, as if he has met someone, he keeps urging himself to go in one direction.

Is there anyone else in the imperial capital that it is familiar with?

The cube was bestowed by the supreme twilight lord, so this person should also be related to the supreme twilight lord.

So who could it be?

Eve's little head was lost in thought.

……

At this moment, in the slums of the imperial capital, a figure of a person is rapidly running towards Baker Street.

There was a trace of black arrogance on his body.

Every foot can corrode a deep pit on the ground made of bluestone slabs.

The man's face looked fanatical and demented, but he had an incomparably holy look.

The two expressions are blended together, and the structure appears in this cubist style face.

It seemed so absurd and unruly at first glance, but when I looked at him again, I felt shuddering, as if there were thousands of ants climbing in my heart.

Seeing this, the surrounding poor people dodged one after another, not daring to take a closer look.

This man is a priest in the Cult of Twilight.

But now there is only one member of the Twilight Order he belongs to, and the rest of them have already gone to meet the great Lord.

The figure of the priest was extremely fast, but when he arrived at the junction of the poor area and the civilian area.

He stopped suddenly.

Because the priest discovered the breath of the Son and disappeared!

He opened his mouth wide, and almost tears flowed from his distorted face.

Son!

Where is the Son!

At this moment, he was running around like a headless fly, and even damaged some of the buildings.

The secret department and others who rushed over saw this scene at first sight.

The man was startled and frightened, his heart went cold.

Looking at the appearance of this ghost, it can be said with certainty that the cultists are causing chaos.

At this moment, he thought of his application, and then gritted his teeth.

The power of the morning star realm on his body spread out, and immediately suppressed the cultist on the ground.

But even so, the cultists are still struggling.

Even if his hands and feet were almost broken, he didn't care about it.

This made the man look even more annoyed, and no longer expected to ask anything from the delirious cult member.

In addition, there was a kind of thought of destroying corpses and destroying traces, so he was executed directly on the spot, and then burned to the ground with only a wisp of green smoke left.

As long as there is no definite evidence, it cannot be proved that this is a cultist!

Chapter 74 The Cultists Haunt

On the bluestone board with corrosion marks, the black embers still have a little warmth.

Surrounded by low and dilapidated houses, it can be seen that there are fragmented stones scattered all over the ground, as if they were hit by something at high speed.

After the believers lost their sense of the Holy Son, the comfort in their hearts suddenly disappeared, and they did not know when they would see each other again.

His spirit was on the verge of a breakdown, and a tyrannical mood naturally arose.

The believers wantonly destroy everything they can see.

It didn't stop until the people from the secret department came.

The man stood above the sky, looking down at the mass of black embers with gloomy eyes, and the cowardly poor people beside him came into his eyes.

His eyes moved slightly, and he felt a sense of luck in vain, but he was also worried for a moment.

Fortunately, I came here in person, otherwise the news of the cultists would leak out, and the higher-ups would definitely hold me accountable.

But now there is only one cultist here.

Let the man really worry about whether there are more rats hiding in the dark, waiting for the moment when he relaxes.

A cold wind blows with a hint of coolness.

The black embers on the bluestone slab were blown up by the wind, and rolled into the smelly ditch next to it.

Its uneven surface and large or small passages all indicate that it was dug out by the poor themselves.

After all, no one will build them any facilities in the slums.

So most of the things are made by the people here.

The man glanced over here, and didn't seem to notice anything unusual.

But cult groups like this cannot be judged by common sense.

Their appearance is likely to be an ordinary groom, or a peddler who yells somewhere.

Normally, nothing can be seen at all.

Only by tearing off the mask on his face can he discover the terrifying truth underneath.

The poor looked carefully at the uninvited guest who broke into here with fearful eyes, especially the figure floating in the sky.

Most of them have only heard of mysterious legends, but have never seen the real mystery.

The man met the eyes who were looking at him, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The poor people present seemed to be crushed by a thousand-weight force in an instant.

They couldn't help bending down, and some of them even vomited blood and fell into a coma.

Seeing that no one dared to look up anymore, the man's depressed mood couldn't help but feel better.

Then he said lightly: "You guys search this area well."

"Don't miss any corner."

"As for the rest..."

"I don't need to say any more."

The man's words were very soft and calm, as if he was talking about something irrelevant to him.

But everyone could vaguely smell a frightening smell of blood from inside.

"Yes, sir!"

Soon most of the members of the secret department disappeared into the low buildings.

However, a small number of people remained beside the man waiting for orders.

"You report to the monitoring system."

"Just say..."

"It was a spy from another country who was exposed, so he fled in a hurry."

The person pointed at by the man was a little stunned, and he was stunned for a moment when he heard this outrageous reason.

But he quickly reacted, without the slightest doubt, and decisively reported to the monitoring system according to the information given by the chief.

The man left here, and now he only hopes that there will be no mistakes in entering the decision-making level.

Although he is a morning star and has his own jurisdiction.

But after all, it's just working for others. If you don't enter that circle, you will always be a chess piece that can be discarded.

……

Ji Yan stopped at the periphery of Baker Street at the moment.

He stared at the blooming flowers at the entrance of the flower shop, and the familiar atmosphere disappeared here.

Looking around, he could clearly perceive that the entire street seemed to be enveloped by an incomparably huge formation.

This formation, which occupies a huge area, gives Ji Yan the feeling that it is a bit similar to the Mystery Academy of Imperial University.

They all seem to be in a different space.

Is it the address of a big power?

Ji Yan squinted his eyes, as if he could see the big formation hidden in the void.

That familiar thing should have entered this large formation.

That's why the breath suddenly disappeared.

Ji Yan took another look and planned to evacuate from the street temporarily.

He withdrew his gaze, but his attention was attracted by a few figures in the crowd.

Those figures were old and young, and they were all dressed as civilians.

Simple and plain clothes, with a simple smile on his face.

They did different things, some communicated and negotiated with peddlers, some wandered the streets alone, and some even mixed with the staff of the empire.

But Ji Yan can recognize at a glance the aura they carry that cannot be concealed no matter what.

cultist...

Ji Yan is really familiar with this.

However, he never expected that there would be cultists haunting here.

And it doesn't look like they belong to a church.

This should be a spy sent by several sects.

Ji Yan thinks that there is a huge power here, and keeps speculating in his heart.

Are these people here to investigate this force?

Chapter 75 The Secret Council Captured the Holy Son

Looking at the ordinary people, Ji Yan couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

Why are there so many sects coming together to investigate.

You must know that beliefs and beliefs are not compatible, even under the same belief, there will be disputes between religious groups.

They would all argue over who was the orthodox order, and even fight over it.

You can refer to the most notorious Twilight Order on the mainland.

A few people can form a religious order, and then its teachings are still different.

Therefore, although the Cult of Dusk has a large number of people, it has never really been united.

And now there are many churches that are so harmonious.

Although there are reasons that cannot be revealed, so they did not fight.

But such a scene also shows that it seems unusual.

And why they're here...

Ji Yan arrived here because a familiar aura was calling to him.

Could it be that they also felt the same message?

Thinking of this, Ji Yan felt that it was not impossible.

Thinking a little deeper, maybe all the cultists present belonged to the Twilight Cult.

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