In a small building in the wharf area, the two-meter-tall "giant" showed a cruel smile on his face after listening to a report by a "hermit" hiding in the shadows next to him.

The "hermit monk" was at a relatively "awake" time of the day. He hesitated for a while and then said: "The person who was listening to Lanrwuth's news may have deliberately exposed his own existence..."

"Huh! So what? The detectives or gangsters who came to investigate before were all killed by us? Only let those bugs know how powerful they are, so they dare not come back to make trouble for that little money!" Dressed in black. The "giant" with light yellow slightly curly hair and dark brown eyes like beasts snorted in the priest's uniform.

Seeing that his boss insisted on this, the "monk" did not dare to persuade him, so he could only say in a tactful way: "Do you want to inform Miss Irene about this, and let her inform the envoy..."

"No! Lord God envoy is in charge of the entire Backlund affairs, these trivial things are not worth bothering him... And, what is Irene? Indulging in Xingmu turned out to be for enjoyment, this attitude is not religious enough for the Lord, and it deserves me to report "The giant" said in a deep voice, seemingly dissatisfied.

The "hermit monk" nodded. He actually looked down on Irene, but the envoy seemed to value him very much, so he inquired...Since the boss was dissatisfied, he stopped talking, only sighed:

"It's all to blame on that Lan Erwus, if it wasn't for him..."

But before he finished speaking, the "giant" shook his right fist and flew out, until he knocked down a wall and fell to the ground.

Looking at his subordinates who kept coughing up blood, the "giant" scolded with a cold face: "That's the Lord! All His actions are the Lord's test of us! How dare you be disrespectful to the Lord?!"

"The monk" ignored the serious injuries on his body, got up and fell to the ground with difficulty, confessing: "Yes, I am guilty!"

"It's useless for you to confess your sins to me! Go to the Lord and draw yourself a hundred lashes to redeem your sin of disrespect!" After the "giant" finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out, preparing for his tonight." hunting".

And the "hermit monk" didn't even dare to heal his wounds. He kept chanting "Thank the Lord for forgiveness", and then the Tibetan shadow moved towards the dock union... He wanted to whip himself in front of the "Lord".

…

In a one-bedroom house on Black Palm Street in the East District, Dunn with the face of "Iron Man" swept the room around with his faint gray eyes, and finally cast his gaze in the direction of the bed in the house, although he couldn't see anything. But he was sure that the priest Closfia of the Church of Abundance must exist there.

"Ms. Closfia... Is this the battlefield you chose for me? Will it affect ordinary people?" Dunn thought for a while and asked.

Before he came in just now, he found that there were still a few houses nearby.

As soon as his voice fell, Closfia, the demigod passing by the audience, seemed to have broken through an invisible "obstacle" and appeared in front of Dunn.

She was leaning lazily on the bedside at this time, flipping through Roselle's "Heroes" series of novels, and at the same time she said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, the nearby houses are either not rented out yet, or they are rented out. …In short, there are no ordinary people."

"Why?" Dunn asked first, then thought of something, thoughtfully, "Because of the detached house?"

There are not many people in the Eastern District who can afford to rent such a house...

"Single-family is just one of the reasons...actually because the houses nearby are much more expensive than houses facing the street with the same conditions!" Closfia put down her book and shook her fingers.

"What's special here?" Dunn frowned slightly in confusion.

"Hehe, it's because the house we are in was rented by Detective Bryan when he was down...Although he moved out after becoming a student of Detective Stanton, it remained until his original house was occupied by Negan. The Duke bought it back and gave it back, and then returned the lease of the house.

"And Detective Bryan is very famous in the Eastern District. Many people regard him as an idol, so the rent for this generation has doubled.

"Hehe, many people feel that Detective Bryan's reputation is intimidated. This area should be safer, so most of the houses nearby are ‘safe houses’ set up by people with special occupations..."

After explaining it for a while, Closfia glanced at Dunn with a serious face, then smiled and asked:

"Your opponent is likely to be a Sequence 6'Bishop Rose', are you sure?"

Dunn shook his head first, then nodded and said: "If I can escape in the hands of a'Bishop Rose' only by my own strength, it would be worth showing off, but there is this so-called'exterior golem' you provided. Support, by surprise, I have a 70-80% certainty that I can win him."

Having said that, he lifted a heavy metal box beside him, and looked at Closfia with complicated eyes, "But...is the style of this ‘golem’ really the only thing?"

"Of course, this is what I promised several conditions that I didn't agree to before, and I successfully begged my husband to make it for you specially. The style is naturally very close... and the spirit of the golem is also called'Jarvis'... how about it? You have to thank me very much, right?" Closfia smiled jokingly, her face looked like a good show.

I am very grateful to you! Dunn sighed helplessly again when he heard the words, and he knew more about the evil taste of this powerful demigod lady.

But in any case, this steel golem that can be externally mounted on the surface of the body is very powerful, and he can rely on revenge!

Seeing that he didn't refute, Krossfia seemed to have looked away. Only then did she shrink her smile and said sternly:

"There is nothing wrong with playing'Iron Man', for one, you can conceal your true identity, and secondly...'Iron Man' is a sinful'nightmare'!

"Once you have achieved this fame, then, in the future, as long as you become an'Iron Man' and go around in the dreams of criminals and pirates, you are afraid that you will not be able to digest the'Nightmare' potion?

"It's good for the role of'Requiemmaster'!"

Dunn looked at Closfia speechlessly, and couldn't help but complain: Madam, I can't tell if you are really helping me, or if you simply want to "watch the show"...

…

In the "Dream Labyrinth Tower" towering deep into the clouds, Abner's figure flashed and appeared in the "reward room" filled with bookshelves and bench seats.

He has scored nearly three hours on the seventh and eighth floors. Thanks to his familiarity with part of the "maze plot" and the "analytic" cheating of "Pure White Eye", his efficiency is high. If you let Mr. Gaston know, you must be jealous with envy.

"It was really lucky this time, I met'Conan' again, and the familiar'Detonation Skyscraper' was quite familiar. It took almost ten minutes to solve the case...

"In this way, the points will be enough..."

Thinking of this, Abner clicked on the virtual screen that emerged from the sky, and then a black spell engraved with a symbol similar to a “door” fell into his hand.

Abner played with the spell for a while, then opened the "Pure White Eye" to "analyze" its structure and principles.

After a while, Abner closed the "Pure White Eyes" with a smile on his face, and muttered to himself: "So, I borrowed part of the principle of'Dream Shuttle'... It's no wonder that the'Maze Tower' is not allowed in the first place. Level 6 uses abilities and items above Sequence 7... Ensuring the difficulty is one aspect, and preventing the trespassers from exiting at will may also be one of the reasons. UU看书www.uukanshu.com"

But this is not a problem for me. The ability to simulate with the "Pure White Eye" is beyond the control of this tower.

Thinking of this, Abner no longer delays, walks to the passage leading to the sixth floor, and once again carefully read the inscription left by his predecessors.

When he moved his gaze away from the writing on the last line of the stele, such as "The flow of time in the sixth level scene is consistent with reality...life will be reduced accordingly", he took a deep breath and stepped into the passage.

…

As the scene changed, Abner appeared on a quite deserted street.

He "hidden into the shadows" for the first time and carefully looked around, only to find that the street was both familiar and unfamiliar.

It is familiar because this is the entrance of the Intis Embassy in the West End of Backlund. Abner was familiar with this garden villa in order to analyze the "guardian ceremony".

And it is unfamiliar because the rest of the facilities around the street are completely different from what he saw when he stepped on the spot before.

There is no gas meter station, no smoky street park, no subway station, telegraph office and other conspicuous buildings...Even the streets seem to be much narrower than he thought.

If it weren't for the magnificent palaces and towering Gothic bell towers in the distance that were so conspicuous, he would have thought that this house just looked a bit like the "Intis Embassy".

At this time, a newspaper was blowing in the wind, Abner caught it, glanced slightly, and saw the date on the first page:

"In 1146..."

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