Chapter 399 The Gift of the Blood Lord

On Wednesday's breakfast, Xifa enjoyed breakfast happily.

Last night he sacrificed the 'Spirit Eater Stomach' to Mister Fool.

It took another 27 dimensional crystals to figure out the origin of the magical item used by the demon.

The glove was named 'Gift of the Blood Lord', and it was an item left over by a 'Crimson Scholar' who failed in promotion.

It counters nightmare-like abilities, strengthens dark-type spells, and enhances potions. In addition, it also has the ability to make a certain area in a full moon state.

Can obtain the ability to teleport and flash within a certain range illuminated by the moonlight; when receiving a fatal blow, it can regroup in the moonlight.

Judging from the performance of the demon yesterday, the ability of this magical item is very practical. It can create a moonlight area by itself, and then use it to use the latter two abilities.

Whether it is the ability of 'moonlight teleportation' or 'moonlight transformation', they are very powerful in terms of life preservation.

Seeing that the demon was able to 'resurrect' after being fatally hit by the 'sacred light', and almost escaped, one knew that this item was not simple.

but.

Its negative impact is not small.

First, using the item will drain the blood of the bearer, and the longer it is used, the more blood it will draw.

And when you wear it, you will have a bloodthirsty desire. If you wear it for a long time, you will have some abilities of the Crimson Scholar, but the risk of losing control during promotion will increase, and it is irreversible.

If the 'seal' is carried out, the negative impact can be reduced, but considering that there are not many dimensional crystals left, Xifa has no plans to do so for the time being, let alone strengthen it.

But even if you don't use it yourself, you can keep it and sell it.

It shouldn't be a problem to sell a magical item equivalent to a Sequence 5 Extraordinary for seven or eight thousand pounds, right?

and.

In addition to this glove last night, Christie also harvested the spirit body of the demon. She can release the spirit bodies of other ordinary people only after she transforms the demon spirit body into permanent imprisonment.

Furthermore, Xifa felt that a demon was haunting Tingen City, probably not here for vacation and sightseeing.

After Christie steals the demon's memory and knows enough about him, some information should be available.

When it comes to demons, one cannot fail to mention the 'Blood Worship Cult'.

It was in the Fourth Epoch, a secret organization formed by demon-worshiping human forces. As far as Xifa knew, the internal divisions of this organization were serious. The ancestors of the ancients all once received gifts from the abyss. They worshiped an evil god called "the dark side of the universe" and believed that he was the master of the abyss, the destroyer who would erode and corrupt the entire real world and the entire vast universe.

But no matter how loose this organization is, there is no doubt that they have the 'demon', that is, the 'criminal' pathway.

So this demon's activity in Tingen probably means that the 'Blood Worship Cult' has quietly extended its hand to Tingen, and it may cause some terrible disaster.

But then again.

This guy came to Tingen two months ago, why has it been so long, Tingen's official organization has not found him yet.

The Nighthawks, the Punisher, and the Heart of the Machine. There are three official Extraordinary organizations in Tingen.

Xifa shook his head and refocused on the breakfast in front of him.

My affairs in Tingen have generally been settled, and today is Wednesday, so I will return to Jedga Island in the afternoon.

Well, I will go to Kyle again later, first to say goodbye, and second, let him contact Luke, the major shareholder of the "Pigeon Telegraph Company" on his behalf, to see if he is interested in setting up a "charitable foundation" organization together.

After going to Backlund's East Borough and seeing the Tingen Workhouse, I couldn't let it go. I hoped I could do something.

Even an old man like Hardy puts it into action, I should be able to do more than him

Speaking of Hardy, I'll have to visit him again before I go, don't know if he's found the diary

After doing these two things, I can go back!

Tucking in the last piece of potato bread, Sifa ended her morning.

After breakfast, as he planned, he came to Daffodil Street to meet Kyle, said goodbye to him, and asked him to contact Luke Bruce of the telegraph company.

Walking out of the former hunter's house, it was almost noon, and Xifa looked around casually, intending to stop a taxi and go to the North District.

Suddenly, he saw a man in his thirties, wearing a black formal suit, holding a cane with a golden snake head in his hand, looking at a townhouse on the opposite street.

That's room 2, Narcissus Street.

That's Moretti's!

Sifa narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked past the man unhurriedly, just in time to hear him chuckle.

There was a hint of madness in that laughter, which made Xifa feel that the other party would rush into Melissa's house at any time.

But the man didn't do this in the end. He looked around vigilantly, then pressed his top hat and left quickly.

After turning the corner, Xifa stopped, took advantage of the moment of turning around, turned his back to the street, and stretched out his hand to wipe his face.

When he turned around again, he had turned into a gray-haired old man.

He followed the man in front.

Not only because this man was secretly observing Melissa's house, but also because Xifa met this man in yesterday's underground trading market.

At that time, this person was looking for 'Shadow Grass', which should be an auxiliary material for some kind of potion. In other words, the other party was probably a wild Extraordinary!

Klein has left the family now, and Melissa and her brother are ordinary people, and now there are wild Extraordinary people who seem to be planning their family's ideas, and it's hard for Xifa to ignore them.

Tracking is not difficult for a hunter.

Despite the man's caution, Sifa followed him to an apartment building.

The man holding the snake head staff had no idea that there was a hunter hanging from his buttocks. He quickly went upstairs and opened a wooden door located deep in the corridor on the second floor.

After he entered, he naturally closed the door, then took off his hat and coat.

He didn't even hang them up on the coat rack, and entered the bedroom excitedly.

On the bedroom desk, he spread out a sheet of letter paper, took out ink and a pen.

Moments later, he wrote a letter.

'Dear Mr. A:'

'I have been staying in Tingen City for more than a month. After unannounced visits and investigations during this period, I was finally able to confirm that the Nighthawk who had hindered the arrival of my lord's heir had family members living in Tingen City. '

‘Just today, not so long ago, I confirmed their addresses. If you allow, please allow me to retaliate and declare our existence to the world! '

'Your faithful follower, Willis. '

After writing this short letter, the man named Willis went out immediately, intending to deliver the letter as soon as possible.

He walked out of the apartment and walked to the nearest mailbox. A gray-haired old gentleman approached him and smiled at him.