"Boo-hoo..."
Suddenly, he heard the sound of sobbing. In the middle of the day, there was a sudden chill as if he were in a thousand-year-old igloo. The voice sounded like a ghost, sweeping in from all directions and making fear grip his heart.
He couldn't help but turn his head. A strong gust blew.
The iron sheet on the roof of the warehouse kept shaking in the wind, struggling to escape into the wind.
On the ground, dust rose with the wind, forming a gray fog that whistled through the alley. It blew eastward and sometimes westward, hitting against the wall and making a harsh sound.
A second ago, the sun was shining brightly, but at this time, dark cloud covered the sun. The sky had dimmed as if night had suddenly fallen and was about to swallow the entire city.
However, if one were to look a thousand meters away, it was still sunny.
This dark cloud only appeared above the warehouse. T
The most critical moment had come!Ryan held his breath. His heartbeat was as slow as usual. Although he was nervous, his emotions did not affect his body. It was like his nervousness was drifting outside his body. He could feel it, but it was as if it did not belong to him.He stared at the screen that seemed to be projecting.The figure swayed.It was the perspective of the dead Owen De Gebora. At first, the one who appeared on the screen was Cripple Wade, who had been next to him at that time. He had a thick and short body, uneven legs, a thick cane, and a malicious gaze...Next, James, who was sweating in fear, appeared on the screen before disappearing instantly.Then, the others, who were at the distance, appeared. Although they were far away, they still appeared clearly on the screen. Their faces could be clearly seen, but like James, they also disappeared very quickly.Finally,
Azar chewed a nicotine candy in his mouth as he squeezed out of the crowd.He was wearing a cap, a white shirt, and a small yellow vest with a tie knotted around his collar. On his lower half, he was wearing a pair of black riding breeches and a pair of tall boots. Hanging in front of his chest was a Magic Stone camera.He was in his early 30s with a head of long, curly hair. He had gloomy eyes that gave off an artistic aura.He had a slightly waxy complexion and huge eye bags under his eyes, making him look as if he did not have any vitality. It was as if he had been trapped by fatigue and could not break free. He always looked like he had not had enough rest.He was a reporter for Lanceton's evening newspaper.As a reporter, it was normal for him to leave early and return late, or vice versa. Whenever there was any sudden news, even if it was in the middle of the night, he had to immediately get up and rush to
Inside Livingston's office in the Underground Palace.Light poured down from above his head. Ryan raised his head slightly and leaned back in his chair. His breathing was so soft that it could not be heard. Although he had survived a disaster, he could not relax just like that. There was still more to this matter.However, there was no longer any immediate danger of him being exposed, so he could relax a bit.Back at the office, the group went down to Underground Palace. Livingston asked Ryan to wait in his office while he left.After more than 10 minutes, Livingston returned to his office.After he entered, Ryan also stood up. As Livingston walked to his desk, he waved his hand downward and motioned for Ryan to sit down for a conversation. Once Ryan was seated, he walked around the desk and sat down in the chair behind it.When he sat down, the wooden chair made a creaking sound as if it couldn't b
The Divine Incantation?There was doubt in Ryan's eyes."Yes, this is the Divine Incantation!"Livingston sounded serious."The Bible that the Sanctuary had enshrined was written in the Divine Incantation. The reason why it's called the Divine Incantation is because in the legends, these were words that God used but ordinary people could not. A so-called talent is a human who can see the Divine Incantation!"Livingston raised his hand and made a cross in front of his chest."Seeing the Divine Incantation is only the first stage. Only a real extraordinary being can recite the Divine Incantation and gain the power to change the real world. Earlier, when you left the warehouse, you didn't see what happened. When Lord Fontaine activated the Recall array, the incantation he chanted was the Divine Incantation. The Divine Incantation can't be recited with just one's voice. It also consumes a huge amount of
In the darkness, Gu Chaoyang opened his eyes.Above his head, the faint yellow light fell diagonally. Beside him, there were red bricks and walls made of broken stones, and there were shadows reflected on the walls, twisting.He could hear the sound of flowing water and smell a putrefactive odor. On one side, there was a sewage ditch against the wall. He was lying on the side of the sewage ditch, and below him was the cold and damp ground. His right hand was hanging in the ditch, and on his left hand, there was a sharp stone stained with mud.There was a drizzle in the air and the raindrops fell gently.Not far away, someone was speaking in a low voice."Short Hair, hurry up!"Got it!Someone beside him responded.Gu Chaoyang had never heard this language before, but he clearly understood what it meant.What was going on?He felt a faint pain in his head,
There was a mirror hanging on the wall.The mirror was not big, with several cracks, and the figure in the mirror was somewhat unreal.The mirror was picked up by the young Ryan on the road. In the past, he had always regarded it as a treasure. This world was similar to the western world on Earth in the middle century, so the mirror was not a luxury good. However, a mirror was not a daily necessity for Ryan's class.In the mirror, there was a pale face. His black hair was slightly curled up, and his black eyes were as dark as the deep sea. He had a high nose and a thin face. After crossing over, there was a hint of coldness between his eyebrows, driving away the cowardice that had been in his eyes all year round.After taking a look at the mirror, Ryan turned around.He looked around.This was a very small room. A single wooden bed was placed against the wall in front of the bed; there was a small square t
The ticking sound came.The sound of water droplets gently echoed in his ears.At first, it was very slow, just like Ryan's heartbeat. Gradually, it increased its speed and became faster and faster. Ryan's heartbeat also became faster and faster like the rhythm of the water droplets. Later on, the water droplets was like the heavy rain. The droplets continuously fell from the eaves to the ground like a rapid drumbeat.Ryan felt very uncomfortable.It was like a nightmare.He wanted to wake up, but his body could not move. He had no way to control his body, even if he was sober.What was going on?Did something go wrong with his training?He created this breathing technique that he cultivated. The foundation of the breathing technique came from the breathing technique of his family martial arts. Meanwhile, he combined it with the Indian Yuga and other cultivation techniques. In the
Phew...Letting out a long breath, Ryan suddenly sat up.It was as if he had emerged from the water. His entire body was soaked in sweat. If he took off his clothes and twisted them with force, the water would definitely wet the ground. This was not an exaggeration at all.The yellow moonlight shone through the window and painted several grids on the ground.Taking a deep breath, Ryan slowly relaxed his clenched fists.In that seemingly realistic dream, when the knife was about to cut his throat, Ryan visualized the Heart Lamp. The golden flame rotated and penetrated the endless darkness. His consciousness was thrown into the golden flame, as if he was caught in the eye of the tornado.After that, he woke up.Why?On Earth, he had cultivated countless times and had never encountered such a situation.Ever since he mastered the breathing technique, he had not even had
The Divine Incantation?There was doubt in Ryan's eyes."Yes, this is the Divine Incantation!"Livingston sounded serious."The Bible that the Sanctuary had enshrined was written in the Divine Incantation. The reason why it's called the Divine Incantation is because in the legends, these were words that God used but ordinary people could not. A so-called talent is a human who can see the Divine Incantation!"Livingston raised his hand and made a cross in front of his chest."Seeing the Divine Incantation is only the first stage. Only a real extraordinary being can recite the Divine Incantation and gain the power to change the real world. Earlier, when you left the warehouse, you didn't see what happened. When Lord Fontaine activated the Recall array, the incantation he chanted was the Divine Incantation. The Divine Incantation can't be recited with just one's voice. It also consumes a huge amount of
Inside Livingston's office in the Underground Palace.Light poured down from above his head. Ryan raised his head slightly and leaned back in his chair. His breathing was so soft that it could not be heard. Although he had survived a disaster, he could not relax just like that. There was still more to this matter.However, there was no longer any immediate danger of him being exposed, so he could relax a bit.Back at the office, the group went down to Underground Palace. Livingston asked Ryan to wait in his office while he left.After more than 10 minutes, Livingston returned to his office.After he entered, Ryan also stood up. As Livingston walked to his desk, he waved his hand downward and motioned for Ryan to sit down for a conversation. Once Ryan was seated, he walked around the desk and sat down in the chair behind it.When he sat down, the wooden chair made a creaking sound as if it couldn't b
Azar chewed a nicotine candy in his mouth as he squeezed out of the crowd.He was wearing a cap, a white shirt, and a small yellow vest with a tie knotted around his collar. On his lower half, he was wearing a pair of black riding breeches and a pair of tall boots. Hanging in front of his chest was a Magic Stone camera.He was in his early 30s with a head of long, curly hair. He had gloomy eyes that gave off an artistic aura.He had a slightly waxy complexion and huge eye bags under his eyes, making him look as if he did not have any vitality. It was as if he had been trapped by fatigue and could not break free. He always looked like he had not had enough rest.He was a reporter for Lanceton's evening newspaper.As a reporter, it was normal for him to leave early and return late, or vice versa. Whenever there was any sudden news, even if it was in the middle of the night, he had to immediately get up and rush to
The most critical moment had come!Ryan held his breath. His heartbeat was as slow as usual. Although he was nervous, his emotions did not affect his body. It was like his nervousness was drifting outside his body. He could feel it, but it was as if it did not belong to him.He stared at the screen that seemed to be projecting.The figure swayed.It was the perspective of the dead Owen De Gebora. At first, the one who appeared on the screen was Cripple Wade, who had been next to him at that time. He had a thick and short body, uneven legs, a thick cane, and a malicious gaze...Next, James, who was sweating in fear, appeared on the screen before disappearing instantly.Then, the others, who were at the distance, appeared. Although they were far away, they still appeared clearly on the screen. Their faces could be clearly seen, but like James, they also disappeared very quickly.Finally,
"Boo-hoo..."Suddenly, he heard the sound of sobbing. In the middle of the day, there was a sudden chill as if he were in a thousand-year-old igloo. The voice sounded like a ghost, sweeping in from all directions and making fear grip his heart.He couldn't help but turn his head. A strong gust blew.The iron sheet on the roof of the warehouse kept shaking in the wind, struggling to escape into the wind.On the ground, dust rose with the wind, forming a gray fog that whistled through the alley. It blew eastward and sometimes westward, hitting against the wall and making a harsh sound.A second ago, the sun was shining brightly, but at this time, dark cloud covered the sun. The sky had dimmed as if night had suddenly fallen and was about to swallow the entire city.However, if one were to look a thousand meters away, it was still sunny.This dark cloud only appeared above the warehouse. T
Ryan did not go far.He walked out the warehouse door and greeted Sheriff Trim with a smile. The other party nodded with some suspicion, but a smile also appeared on his face. Although Ryan was just a teenager, Trim did not dare to look down on him.For extraordinary beings, neither age nor gender was important. Even if it were a baby, Trim would still be very respectful.After interacting with them for a long time, he knew how incredible these guys were."What do you need me to do?"Trim took off his hat, placed it on his chest, and did a perfect gentleman's salute.Ryan quickly returned the greeting and waved his hand with a smile.Then, he made his way past the warehouse door and went around it.Although he had doubts, Trim did not ask further and did not follow him. He chose to turn a blind eye.Curiosity could not only kill a cat, but it could also kill a living
Ryan was a distance away from Fontaine and Livingston. He clearly felt that there was something amiss between the two of them. Although the atmosphere could not be said to be hostile, they seemed to be clashing with each other.On the other side, Livingston took half a step back and bowed to Fontaine."Sir, Martti has yet to step through that door. Your Excellency must know about her current situation. Isn't a spell like Recall too difficult for her? I hope you can reconsider it, or perhaps you have some other way?"Ryan could hear Livingston's words.This spell seemed to be harmful to Martti. As the captain of the team and their instructor, Livingston had a different opinion. It seemed that he was persuading Fontaine to give up this plan.Ryan hoped that Lord Fontaine would be able to accept Livingston's opinion.However, it seemed that Fontaine had made up his mind and would not change it just because Li
The warehouse was exceptionally quiet.The corpse still retained its original appearance. Perhaps something had been done to them because there were no signs of livor mortis. However, everyone's faces looked very disturbed. Even the police officer who had seen many corpses before seemed blatantly disgusted and uneasy.Now, except for Sheriff Trim, all the other patrol officers were asked to leave.All of Iris Tectorum's people were at the scene. Johnny explained the situation to Fontaine while Trim made additional comments from the side. As he looked at Fontaine, the look of flattery never left his face.Livingston was with Ryan and the other two. At this time, he was wearing a top hat and holding a cane. Although he still looked ugly, he was not as ugly as before. He appeared refreshing and refined now."Ryan, this is your job!"Livingston pointed at the corpse."Your main task is to deal wit
Two carriages, one in front and one at the back, drove down the street.They were both four-wheeled carriages with black compartments and tall shafts. The wheels of the carriages rolled across the streets that were covered in gravel. As the carriages had decent shock absorbers, so long as they did not encounter extremely uneven ground, it would not be a bumpy ride.Ryan and Martti sat opposite each other. There were two rows of seats inside the carriage which could seat five to six people. Since there were only two passengers, it felt quite spacious and not crowded at all.Out of the three people, only Milo Dravich knew how to drive a carriage, so he sat outside to steer it.On the ceiling of the carriage, there was a small glass skylight. This skylight was mobile and could be pushed open or closed. When it was sunny, the skylight would be left open to allow sunlight to enter with the wind. When it rained, the skylight would be pus