ebonymovies Chapter 635 Your Excellency, please give the order!
Chapter 635 Your Excellency, please give the order!
Chapter 635 Your Excellency, please give the order!
"This is... spirit world travel! Someone escaped!"
The spiritual fluctuations were fleeting, and Soster, Daly, and the others also noticed the unusual phenomenon.
What happened?
Even though they were separated by two blocks, and the monitoring team members had clearly performed a counter-occupation ritual and were all well hidden, why were they suddenly discovered? Or was it not actually a discovery, but just a coincidence? Will more Aurora Society members flee in succession?
Everyone looked at Lu Ze in front of the altar.
"Your Mightiness!"
They desperately needed instructions from Luzer.
As the highest-ranking leader here, Luze not only has the power to command others but also the obligation to be responsible for their actions. Decisions made in such critical moments can significantly impact the final outcome. Success is a given, but failure will also mean bearing the ultimate consequences.
Lu Ze's expression remained unchanged, but his thoughts were racing.
Should we pursue the person who left the scene, make a decisive move and take action, or stick to the original plan?
Time is of the essence; whatever the option, a decision must be made as soon as possible!
"Maintain the original plan."
A few seconds later, he said in a deep voice, "Notify all team members to prepare. Once you hear my command, begin the operation immediately!"
Aside from that spiritual fluctuation, the atmosphere in the entire area didn't change much. Lu Ze decided to take a gamble, betting that it was just a coincidence.
As compensation, he began holding ceremonies at an astonishing pace.
He lit candles, burned herbs, and drew strange symbols on spiritually rich materials... a process that would normally require great care and caution for an extraordinary person, he completed in a very short time.
Among the onlookers, Daly, who had some knowledge of ritual magic, stared wide-eyed in astonishment.
The butler is far too skilled!
Meanwhile, Luze, with his back to them, processed the materials while asking in a low voice, "Antia, is it possible to track down that guy?"
Are you underestimating me?
Miss Angel's clear voice carried a hint of anger.
"Then catch up with him and pinpoint his location... Your condition is still unstable, don't make a move, wait until I've finished my business here."
Lu Ze secretly asked.
"knew!"
As soon as she finished speaking, an invisible ripple seemed to dissipate, and Antia Trois had already departed from the spirit world.
Lu Ze felt slightly relieved and focused all his attention on the ceremony in front of him.
Meanwhile, inside the target mansion.
"We can begin."
Mr. X, Louis Wayne, habitually began the opening remarks, then sat in his chair, chin in hand, observing the interactions between the members. He watched them trade low-end extraordinary materials, probe each other, and discuss some superficial extraordinary knowledge.
A bunch of idiots...
He couldn't help but think to himself with disdain.
In a separate room behind them, "The Dark Saint" Kesma was watching the entire gathering, waiting for the blasphemer to take the bait. Actually, another "Secret Saint," Butis, should have been there, but for some reason, he had suddenly left.
What did Boutis go to do?
Damn it, this has reduced my security by half!
As someone who also followed the "Apprentice" path, he clearly sensed the fluctuations of "Travel" and confirmed that only one Saint remained behind him at this moment. If the [Blood Cultivator] happened to appear at this crucial moment, things would be disastrous.
"boom!"
As if to confirm Louis Wayne's jinx, an invisible and immense force field suddenly appeared, enveloping the entire room, no, the entire area!
It was a powerful barrier, a tight blockade. Communication between the real world and the spirit world was forcibly severed at this moment, and countless spirits cowered in fear, hiding in obscure corners that were difficult to observe.
The road to the spirit world has been blocked!
As a "traveler," Louis Wayne was quite sensitive to his connection with the spirit world. At this moment, he felt an instinctive discomfort and embarrassment, much like a normal person suddenly developing a tumor in their leg and experiencing extreme blurred vision.
coming!
He jumped up from his chair, ignoring the party in progress, rushed to the window, and looked out through the glass.
The gathering was being held on the second floor, while the main entrance on the first floor faced the street. Louis Wayne saw that the ordinary pedestrians and carriages on the street had completely disappeared. In their place was a group of people who loomed over the street like a dark cloud.
They were dressed in black formal attire, with serious expressions, and the only bright color on their hands was the blood-red gloves.
"Red gloves!"
The members attending the gathering also saw the group of men in black who exuded a terrifying aura. Soon, some knowledgeable people recognized them as the elite of the Night Watchmen of the Church of the Night.
"Why are they red gloves!"
These people immediately became terrified and confused. Has the Church of the Night become so strict now? Just for attending an underground gathering of extraordinary people, they would be approached by such elites.
"Mr. X, what should we do now?"
More people are seeking Louis Wayne's help.
The latter, however, simply stared out the window with a livid face.
He saw that the doors of his house and several surrounding buildings were wide open, and many believers dressed in classical robes rushed out, attacking the red-gloved men who surrounded them with a frenzied and excited fervor.
"Bang bang bang!"
Gunshots rang out like rain, and the enchanted bullets struck the cursed body, immediately sending up plumes of smoke: the high-powered, high-pressure steam bullets carried great destructive force, and the believers who were hit shattered like soft cakes.
Some of the Red Gloves were dealing with the believers, while the rest, led by one man, stormed towards the house where the gathering was taking place. The man leading the group wore a blood-red shirt and a black suit, and raised his head, his red eyes calmly meeting Louis Wayne's.
Damn!
It wasn't a Blood Cultivator, but someone from the Church of the Night!
Anger surged within Louis Wayne. The trap had not only failed to work, but had instead attracted the very people who should not have been attracted!
We must retaliate immediately!
He whirled around, rubbing a ring on his finger, which immediately emitted a blood-red glow. The next moment, he waved his arm at the panicked crowd in the room.
"Bang! Bang!"
One by one, the panicked people exploded, turning into pure flesh and blood that surged onto Louis Wayne. The flesh and blood formed a thick cloak, protecting his body while simultaneously corrupting and enriching his spirit.
"Lord Kesma!"
He called out loudly, "Dark Saint!" Under the ring's influence, his spirituality was greatly enhanced, and he felt stronger than ever before. He reached out, and an invisible force immediately activated. Among the Red Gloves members gathered outside the house, one of them involuntarily moved his hand, pointed his revolver at his companion, and pulled the trigger.
The Invisible Hand of the Traveler!