Chapter 30 Astronomy Enthusiasts

Eric became the captain of the "Red Gloves" in the latter part of the previous war, and was promoted to Sequence 5 "Spirit Witch".

He has witnessed the death of his predecessor and former captain, and knows that a higher sequence is not the first guarantee to make himself safer, but caution and caution.

For the elite "Red Gloves" in "Nighthawks", this is a concept that almost everyone believes in, because ordinary "Nighthawks" may encounter ordinary problems that look like extraordinary events, and occasionally there are omissions, and there are also There is a great probability that the situation can be reversed by their own extraordinary abilities, and the potential targets of the "red gloves" who are chasing various important cases must be quite dangerous.

At this moment, Eric stood on the fourth floor of the apartment building at 14 Playa Street, facing the closed dark brown wooden door, looked around and said:

"There are already two Nighthawks missing here, we must not be careless."

At the beginning, several residents of the apartment called the police, saying that there was a stench in Room 403, and the tenants of Room 303 often heard heavy footsteps above their heads.

The police in the corresponding area dragged on for two days to investigate, and then never walked out of Room 403.

After the police station confirmed this, they immediately transferred the case to the Church of Evernight, but the two "Nighthawks" who came to deal with them also disappeared, and the door of Room 403 was still tightly closed.

Based on this premise, the Archbishop of Hai County in the Evernight Church entrusted the matter to the Eric team and allowed them to apply for a "1" level sealed item to assist.

"Yes, Captain." The members of the "Red Gloves" team either nodded or spoke, and responded one after another.

Eric didn't say more, stood in front of the closed dark brown door of Room 403, raised his left palm wearing a red glove, and tapped one of his teeth with his fingers.

A blurry figure suddenly appeared in front of him, as if it had no thickness, it penetrated into Room 403 from the crack of the door.

Eric's expression was very focused, and he seemed to be observing the situation in the room through the blurred figure.

It was a natural spirit that was not powerful but had special abilities that he drove, and usually lived on his left incisor.

Under the current circumstances, Eric thinks that he can't break in directly, and it's best to do some reconnaissance first - even if his team has a reasonable combination of abilities and powerful sealed artifact support, he must be so cautious.

If you can initially understand the situation inside and make more targeted preparations,

He believed that things would be much easier.

At this moment, in Eric's eyes, tiny blood vessels protruded one after another, and some of them even burst directly.

When his vision turned bright red, Eric heard a heavy creaking sound.

The closed dark brown door swung open!

Inside the room, there are a total of six figures, three wearing black and white police uniforms, sitting on the back chair, high stool and sofa respectively, two wearing half-top hats and black trench coats, one standing by the door, one standing at the door. On the platform behind the orifice window, he pressed his face to the glass surface and seemed to be watching the street downstairs.

There is also a figure sitting on a high stool on the edge of the balcony, with a delicate astronomical telescope in front of it.

The skin of these six figures swelled up, as if a lot of gas had been poured into the body, and some parts were even cracked and highly corrupted, but they still did not shriveled. black liquid.

Aware of the door opening, the six figures turned their heads one after another and looked at Eric and the others.

The first was the former "Night Watcher" standing by the door, and the last was the man in a cotton shirt sitting behind the astronomical telescope. The remaining one and the dark hole swept through the "Red Gloves" team outside the door.

A faint stench penetrated the noses of Eric and the others, and an indescribable coldness filled the surroundings.

Eric instinctively raised his hand and tapped his teeth to release more spirits, and then used the extraordinary ability of "Nightmare" to forcibly drag all the targets in front of him into a dream.

However, no matter how he knocked his teeth, no spirit was released, and his extraordinary ability related to the "spirit witch" seemed to disappear at once.

At the same time, a "nightmare" in the "Red Gloves" team was also surprised to find that he couldn't drag people into a dream!

At this moment, in addition to the physical improvement brought by the potion, their extraordinary abilities disappeared, strangely disappeared.

"Get out of here!" Eric gave the order in a low voice without hesitation.

This kind of strange situation is something he has never encountered before, so he can only let the team evacuate first, and then select the sealed artifact to deal with it.

However, the feet of him and the team members did not move because of this, and it seemed that they no longer obeyed the command of their own consciousness.

Eric instinctively lowered his head, looked at his lower body, and saw that his legs were already swollen, and his pants were about to split.

In addition, he clearly felt that his skin was decaying, rotting, and draining pus.

Before he and his "Red Gloves" team could actually make contact with their target, he was caught in a lucid "nightmare" of watching himself die a little bit and swell and rot, and it was difficult to break free.

At this moment, Eric's bloodshot eyes reflected an ordinary palm, which held the handle and gently pulled it out.

Bang!

The dark brown door to Room 403 was closed again, separating Eric and his "Red Gloves" team from the creatures in the room.

They regained their grasp of their bodies in an instant, but their legs seemed to be severely injured, and it seemed a little difficult to lift their feet or bend their knees.

Eric didn't bother to check his injuries, and hurriedly turned his attention to the palm that closed the door and its owner.

It was a young man wearing an ancient ceremonial hat and a black robe. His facial features were ordinary, making it impossible for people to have a deep memory, and he would forget it when he turned his head.

"I sincerely suggest that you go back now and leave the matter to the archbishop or senior deacons. Of course, you have another option, and that is to make a wish to me. I am a wandering magician named Merlin Hull. Moss is the best at fulfilling other people's wishes." Klein spared no effort in beguiling others to make wishes for him.

Just now, when he saw the rotten face on the orifice window, he suddenly had a bad premonition, so he came specifically to confirm what happened.

Wish fulfilled... Eric recalled the education he received while training in the church:

Some high-sequence Beyonders may be in a state of being detained and sealed, and they will pretend to be magical items that fulfill wishes to induce you to help him get out of trouble. Corresponding examples are: a magic lamp and a wishing pool that can fulfill three wishes...

Is this a high-sequence Beyonder? But he doesn't seem to be in a state of being imprisoned and sealed... Eric glanced left and right, considered for a few seconds, and asked tentatively:

"If we don't make a wish to you, won't you solve the anomaly in the room?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the wandering magician who called himself Merlin Hermes fell into contemplation, showing a little distress.

A few seconds later, Klein raised his hand and stroked the top hat above his head, half smiling and half sighing:

"Even if you don't make a wish, I will try to solve it."

"...Do I need to pronounce your honorable name or real name to make a wish?" Eric asked after exchanging glances with the team members.

Klein shook his head:

"No, just say what you want."

This won't create a mystical connection... Eric tentatively said in a joking tone:

"Then I hope that the abnormality in this room will be resolved and will no longer affect the surroundings."

Klein outlined a smile, patted his palm and said:

"Your wish will come true."

Without waiting for Eric to respond, he smiled and said:

"The anomaly inside can suppress Beyonder characteristics and make the corresponding abilities ineffective, but this is not absolute.

"Usually in this situation, my suggestion is..."

While speaking, Klein grabbed his left hand, took out an eyeball-shaped glass ball, and turned the handle with his right palm, opening the door a little.

Then, through the gap, he threw the glass ball into the interior of Room 403.

During the flight of the glass ball, it continuously absorbed the surrounding light, blooming brilliant, pure, extreme sunlight, just like a miniature sun.

In the next second, Klein closed the door with his right palm, lest the eyes of Eric and the others could not bear it.

"My suggestion is to use the '1' level sealed artifact in the 'sun' field for covering purification." After finishing the sentence just now, Klein remembered the "mutant sun holy emblem" behind the Chanis Gate in Tingen City. , although this is only a "3" level sealed artifact, as long as it is given enough time, it can still solve the decaying creatures inside.

Eric was about to say that what we brought was a similar sealed item, but he didn't have a chance to use it, when he saw Mr. Merlin Hermes reopen the door of Room 403.

The six figures inside have evaporated out of thin air, different Beyonder characteristics are slowly condensing, and the original cold stench has been completely melted by the warm and warm feeling.

"Solved?" Eric asked hesitantly.

Klein smiled and shook his head:

"No, the source of the problem is still there.

"Have you done an identity check on the owner here?"

Eric immediately replied:

"He calls himself John and is an astronomy enthusiast who likes to study the stars at night with special telescopes."

Studying the starry sky... Klein calmly walked into the room and casually ordered:

"You guys search here for possible clues."

For some reason, Eric suddenly felt that Mr. Merlin Hermes was like the captain when he first joined the "Nighthawks", professional, calm and trustworthy.

He nodded to the members of his team, motioning them to do as they were told.

And he himself is still following Klein's side, not only to provide help, but also to take necessary precautions.

Klein ignored him, swept his eyes, and approached the delicate astronomical telescope, then bent down and put his eyes toward the port.

This may be dangerous... Eric was going to make a reminder, but thinking that the other party's personality and level were quite high, he closed his mouth again.

At this time, Klein saw a dazzling and dreamy dark night sky through the astronomical telescope, where every star there was flickering slightly.

Suddenly, his vision was occupied by a huge eye.

This eye seemed to be directly attached to the lens at the other end of the astronomical telescope. The bottom was gray and white, and the pupils were pale yellow. The blood vessels inside were swollen and disgusting translucent pus seeped out.