Chapter 156

Claude was processing information about the blood feast activities, and the files on his desk were piled up like a mountain, sorted according to priority and relevance.

Some of them have been sorted out and stamped and are waiting to be handed over to other departments and elders, and a large part is waiting for him to deal with.

The priority of information related to the blood feast is very high, that is to say... his work this afternoon has just begun.

In the morning, he had just retreated from the battlefield of a campaign of suppression, and rushed back to work non-stop.

It can be seen from this that the intelligence department of the Secret Ritual Tower is not an easy job... These words are actually euphemistic as if they were lies. The real situation is that Claude thinks that he may be bald at a young age. The line is very worrying.

Every day when he gets up and lifts his hair to observe the movement of his hairline, Claude's resentment towards his teacher will reach its peak, and black air will come out from the top of his head.

"Sometimes I really doubt it. He accepted me as a disciple because he wanted to have one more free labor force."

Claude muttered resentfully, sighed, and slapped a document on the processed pile.

"Beep—"

At this time, the voice of the communicator suddenly sounded.

Claude was taken aback for a moment, then immediately took out the communication device that was placed next to him, and when he looked at the display screen, his face immediately became solemn.

Boss Lin!

When Claude answered the phone, the first sentence he heard was a lightning strike: "Crooked, 110, there is a problem with the Dome Church."

Claude was taken aback, and almost slipped his hand and threw the communicator on the ground.

Dome Church? ! What happened to them? How did you mess with this person?

wait! Could it be that the owner of the bookstore did the attack on the Dome Church not long ago and destroyed the church in District 7? !

In this way, everything actually makes sense!

Come to think of it, only Boss Lin can have such power... Why are you messing with him so well? !

Not long after the lessons learned from the Truth Society, even not long ago, Claude was called to deal with the nephew of the president of the Truth Society—those daring "knowledge-only" boys went to a bookstore and became obedient when they woke up. Claude didn't even believe that he was a docile boy who became the store manager. He hadn't been taught a lesson.

Boss Lin has god-level deterrent force on one hand, and the ability to win over others on the other hand, as well as an entire bookstore's endless knowledge base, completely grasping the truth.

The elders even speculated that the bookstore is related to a deity related to the field of knowledge. It is likely that the goal is to correct all those who are blinded by profit and go astray in the Truth Society to the correct path of belief.

Now that the Truth Society still looks disgraced, why did the Dome Church collide again...

"Boss Lin... Uh, tell me in more detail, what happened to them at the Dome Church?"

Claude was careful.

Lin Jie's voice came from the communicator, telling the whole story of Vincent, of course, emphasizing the evil of the Dome Church and the danger of Vincent's current situation.

They are victims, so they are naturally waiting to be protected and rescued.

"Holy Moon Brain..."

Claude's expression became more and more dignified. He did not doubt the authenticity of the news. There is no need for people of Boss Lin's level to lie to them, and... If Shengyue Brain really has side effects now, then what will happen next? The power of the Secret Ritual Tower only needs to be investigated to prove it.

The Holy Moon Brain only appeared recently, and the Blood Banquet has also recently started its activities. If there is a connection among them, it will be a lot of fun.

If something goes wrong with the Dome Church, at least thousands of people will be implicated.

The matter is of great importance, and Claude cannot handle it on the spot. He needs to ask Joseph for instructions, and then pass through the elders' table.

He stood up, put on his clothes and went out, saying: "Boss Lin, please wait a moment. If possible, I hope you will not cause too much disturbance. I will ask for instructions now, and I will be there soon."

Lin Jie expressed his understanding. After all, you can't startle the enemy, and you will never act rashly. Moreover, they are all vulnerable groups with no power to restrain them. The situation is very dangerous. I hope they can send people here quickly.

Claude's expression was very exciting, and the corners of his mouth twitched in agreement.

What else can he say? At this time, all he needs to do is smile and bless him.

...

that night.

Buck floated in the sky not far from the bookstore, and put on a new black robe, almost completely blending into the darkness. There were no openings or patterns on the eerie pitch-black mask, making him look particularly creepy.

laugh!

The sickle drew a sharp arc in midair, like a crescent moon.

He was facing the direction of the bookstore, and he could feel the life activities in it. Now the three of them seemed to be asleep. Vincent was hiding in this bookstore, and the remaining two, one was the owner of the bookstore. The other appears to be a new assistant at the bookstore.

From the perspective of ether intensity, one is more common than the other.

Especially the owner of the bookstore, who is completely bleak, just like ordinary people, but everyone knows that this is a complete disguise, naked and even fake.

In contrast, there are many strong ether fluctuations around, which are as dazzling as light bulbs in the dark night.

Those Transcendents gathered here because of the reward offered by the Church of the Dome may be watching and waiting for an opportunity to make a move.

Of course, now because of Buck's arrival, all these restless etheric points have gone into hibernation, waiting for the doomed battle between the apostles of the Dome Church and the legendary bookstore owner.

Everyone knows that "Dead Country" Buck was killed by the apostate face to face, and then resurrected by the saint.

That was his most humiliating battle...

This time, Buck has the power bestowed by the pope and the saint, and his power has been greatly enhanced. He has been forcibly raised to the level of a god in an almost overdrawn way. Now his ether fluctuates like a cluster of flaming dead flames. Fire, the surrounding space is consumed by black ether energy.

He feels better than ever!

The traitor's power against the moon's divine power is indeed strange, but it is also extremely consumed, and it is impossible to use it continuously. The current state of Vincent is indeed very weak, and it is impossible to make another move.

What Buck really had to deal with was the owner of the bookstore, but he was not afraid, he believed the Pope's words.

Even if the other party is really a god, the pope is also a god. He has nothing to fear. A believer who truly believes in the moon will not be afraid of death!

He is with the moon!

Buck was silent for a while, and his figure flickered instantly when he took a step. He had already arrived on the street not far from the bookstore. He walked forward slowly, swung his sickle, and opened the door of the bookstore.

He broke into the bookstore like a black sandstorm.

However, a dazzling white light suddenly lit up in front of him, which was beyond Buck's expectation, and even made him stop and cover his eyes: "What is this?!"

Buck endured the severe pain, opened his eyes, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

No, wait, tears? !

He was stunned, since he became a Destroyer, he could control the movements of his whole body, and he would no longer cry like a normal person.

Buck looked at his hands, clothes, and shoes in a daze, and found that he had turned back to the way he was an ordinary person a long time ago.

He raised his head again and saw the appearance of the bookstore clearly. No, there is no bookstore here. It was replaced by an old villa, and a little golden sunlight penetrated through the closed windows.

And at this moment, it should be night.

like a dream...