Chapter 653

"Eye worship sect... Ancient evil things..."

After leaving the night palace, Sulu thought about the "big plan" of Chris Empire and deduced all kinds of possibilities.

The Empire and the White Eagle Federation have long been in a state of war, and the war is extremely necessary.

As for Ms. Guanghui's anger?

There are also five here, perhaps six true gods of eighth order.

Moreover, gods and churches are not the same thing.

Those high spirits may not care much about the life and death of human beings in a certain world.

"But Ms. Guanghui is different... This is an important node in the spirit world that he hopes to occupy, and the degree of attention is very high... It is also the key to compete with the devil..."

"So it seems that... This matter may not be driven by the devil?"

"If so, even if the Federation has the support of Ms. Guanghui, it is difficult to resist this degree of bad luck..."

Because the main world is too vast, the water here is also very deep.

Even if you become a demigod, you are only a seventh level professional. There are many things you can't do as you like.

Suddenly, his mind moved: "bad luck... I have a hunch that Sean... [the emperor of Ecuador]..."

Sean once said that this profession is a symbol of bad luck, and Sulu guessed about the ceremony.

The blood sacrifice of [King of the dead] is only a part, and another part is a great misfortune!

"So... Sean himself can be regarded as a disaster star... But it's unlikely to be [the emperor of Ecuador] The ceremony attracts the true God disaster at this level, but it should be said in reverse... The disaster omen of ancient evil things may attract Sean to pass, rub the ceremony and promote by... So as long as I look at him, I may find the place where ancient evil things came? "

I have to say, this is very consistent with Sean's previous style - always bringing bad luck to the people around him, but he can get some benefits from it.

"But... After I saved him this time, he must have entered Ms. Yue's sight. This is another bad luck..."

Sulu's eyes looked into the void and seemed to see the White Eagle Federation directly.

……

White Eagle Federation.

Sean was wearing a black windbreaker and his hat was pressed low, leaving a large shadow on his face.

The walking corpse behind him disappeared and was hidden by him in some strange spirit.

After all, walking with a dead man is troublesome.

Some special spirits also have the effect of "keeping fresh", which can ensure that bolon is always in the best state and can be fully utilized at the critical moment.

He went to the door of a private club and showed his ID.

"Welcome!"

This is actually a secret contact point of the 11th Bureau. The swallowtail waiter dressed up by intelligence personnel immediately bowed down and invited Sean to a secret compartment.

The interior of the compartment was fairly simple, with only sofas and tables, but after Sean opened the dark box, a radio transceiver emerged.

The sound of ticking sounded immediately.

"Your recent salary and bonus have been deposited in your account, but don't forget the next task..."

After translating the telegram through his own codebook, Sean's expression changed: "shit... I just escaped from a terrible accident. I need a holiday!"

But he knows very well what kind of situation the Federation is in today.

Since the publication of the extraordinary professionals, in addition to a large number of people who have worked hard to become professionals through various channels.

Other mysterious side and religious side activities also broke out in one breath. I don't know how many evil gods, false gods and Demons participated in them. It was a complete carnival, which made federal agents tired of running.

At this time, many people have complained against the members who originally proposed the bill.

But that is not all the responsibility of the other party, because it is a motion passed by everyone together.

"From this point of view... Chris empire's attitude towards transcendence is more appropriate, cautious and restrained... Unfortunately, we can't go back."

Sean sighed and continued to receive the telegram.

What he wants to deal with this time is an extraordinary case in konoder, involving the worship of evil gods, but it is likely to be a false god.

Even so, it was not a problem that ordinary agents of the 11th bureau could deal with, so it fell on him.

"Next time, I must pay overtime."

Sean LIT an electric newspaper full of secrets and walked out of the compartment.

"Sir... What else can I do for you?" The swallowtail waiter was guarding the door. When he saw it, he immediately came forward and bowed down and asked.

"I want a comfortable and clean room, have a good rest and enjoy a big dinner... Well, in addition, help me prepare some things: 50g gold, 5g mercury, rosemary, candles, church standard sacrificial silverware..."

This is a mystical object in the usual sense. It has been selling well in the Federation recently.

"No problem."

The waiter replied with the same look.

Not to mention that Sean is a big man. Even ordinary people in the club are mixed with many mystery lovers. It's not eye-catching to ask for similar things.

……

A few hours later.

After a nap, Sean got up, took a good bath, wore a bathrobe and began to enjoy a big meal in the room.

The main course is stewed lamb, and the rest are small steak, foie gras, golden caviar... With wine imported from Chris empire.

"Hoo... I have to say that in terms of some old wineries, the strength of the Federation is still far inferior to the ancient empire."

Sean drank the red wine from the goblet with satisfaction and sighed: "I've seen many young girls outside... Unfortunately, I can't call them in, which will damage my legendary professional image. Alas... I've sacrificed too much for it."

After having the waiter clear the table, Sean closes the door for a ceremony.

He wants to divine the scene of a possible major doomsday disaster in the Federation and prepare for promotion to level 6.

"Sulu has been a genius for a long time. I can't lose to him... And how can I pull him out of the belief of evil gods without the same strength as him?"

Sean muttered, "I'm such a good roommate."

After confirming that there was no monitoring around, he closed the curtains and kept the room dark.

At the same time, he lit candles and sprinkled spices.

"That great bad luck..."

"I offer sacrifices to you... Please show it to me..."

"Let me know the gathering point of bad luck nearby..."

Sean began to sing slowly.

If Beatrice is the one who is favored by death, he is the one who is favored by bad luck.

With Sean's legendary rank of level 5, this divination doesn't use gold and silver at all. The reason why I asked for preparation is naturally to be greedy for ink. Anyway, I can be reimbursed!