Chapter 46
“Boer, what the hell are you doing? The boss wants you over here!” A lackey picked up a bottle and stepped forward, but in the next moment, Boer raised his hand, halting the other’s advance.
“B-boss…” Boer’s expression was more pained than crying, trembling as he spoke, “Something’s choking me… on my neck…”
“Get everyone else out of here, and call Thomas over,” Xia Er said calmly, observing the two. “Your ritual is all wrong.”
At the mention of the word “ritual,” Solari’s pupils constricted. He quickly waved his hand, signaling for the others to leave the tavern.
In less than half a minute, the entire tavern was cleared, leaving only Solari, Xia Er, and the trembling man in the newsboy cap.
“C-can I leave?” Boer stammered, his voice shaking.
“Go ahead,” Xia Er said casually, finding a spot to sit.
Boer edged his way outside, and as he felt the sunlight on his skin, he let out a long sigh of relief.
But in the next moment, his body lurched forward, his head smashing against the ground as if he had lost his mind—once, twice, three times… until his face was a gruesome mix of bone, brain matter, and blood, all mingling with the black stone beneath him.
With each impact of Boer’s head against the ground, Solari’s facial muscles twitched involuntarily. It wasn’t until Boer lay completely still that Xia Er chuckled, “How careless of you to fall like that.”
A chilling dread surged up Solari’s spine.
The demon before him, who could kill without a second thought, was even more ruthless than he was… and she was an extraordinary being.
How had he ended up targeting her? Had Thomas misjudged her too?
He didn’t even dare to draw the gun at his waist. He had no idea what her abilities were, and he didn’t know if drawing his weapon would mean her death or his own.
Solari could only wait silently for Thomas to come down from upstairs.
Outside, the body had already been dragged away by the lackeys. A minute later, Thomas descended from the tavern’s upper floor, his eyes widening in shock the moment he stepped down.
Sitting at a table in the tavern was a girl, and beside her stood a shadowy figure that seemed to flicker in and out of existence.
An extraordinary being…
Thomas swallowed hard, his steps faltering.
This was the first time he had seen a living extraordinary being…
And she was the target he had chosen to incite Solari to kill.
In Thomas’s eyes, the terrifying black shadow flickered continuously as it moved slowly forward, stopping right in front of Solari, who had no idea what was happening.
The shadow extended a hand, pointing at Solari, while Xia Er glanced at Thomas and gave a slight nod in Solari’s direction.
She knows my abilities…
Thomas felt a cold sweat break out. He realized he might have messed with the wrong person, but thankfully, nothing had happened yet… If he knelt down right now, would she forgive him?
“Solari, calm down. We’re safe now,” Thomas blurted out, saying something that made no sense.
After his words, Solari, who had been warily watching Xia Er, gradually looked more confused.
“He can’t hear us anymore,” Thomas quickly explained. “Your Excellency, please forgive us; it’s a misunderstanding…”
“How long did it take you to digest half a bottle of ‘Inciter’ potion? And how do you plan to digest the other half?” Xia Er glanced at a nearby stool and said softly, “Sit down. We need to talk.”
Thomas didn’t dare to refuse. He walked over to the stool and sat down, his mind filled with questions.
She knows so much about me, yet she hasn’t killed me… Why is that?
“I have a way to help you quickly digest the potion, but first, you need to hand over that bottle of ‘Avenger’ potion and Du Wen’s research notes,” Xia Er said. “These belong to the Church.”
The people of the Savior Goddess Church!
Thomas’s heart tightened. His biggest secret, the notes and the potion, were now laid bare before her.
“Y-you say, I’ll cooperate with you, Your Excellency,” Thomas wiped the sweat from his brow, his already wrinkled face now glistening with beads of perspiration.
“You can incite Solari to control his subordinates, right?” Xia Er asked.
“Yes, I can implant thoughts that don’t belong to him. He’s basically completely loyal to me now…” Thomas hurriedly replied.
“How many men and weapons does the Blackwater Gang have right now?” Xia Er continued to inquire.
As Thomas reported the numbers one by one, Xia Er’s brow furrowed.
These small handguns and bullets couldn’t cause mass destruction… and they could be quickly suppressed by the police or the Church.
“Isn’t there anything more destructive?” Xia Er asked, already plotting to eliminate them and then find Aivina.
“There is, Your Excellency…” Thomas took a deep breath and finally spoke. “Not long ago, the Blackwater Gang sent men to steal liquor being smuggled by a neighboring gang, but they went to the wrong dock warehouse and intercepted a batch of military supplies. They’ve been buried in the wine cellar, too afraid to touch them, and the police are investigating very thoroughly…”
“What is it?” Xia Er asked.
“A batch of military-grade siege powder barrels.” Thomas revealed this hot potato.
Powder barrels?
Xia Er’s eyes lit up slightly; her plan finally had a spark.
“I can help you complete your incitement ritual and digest all the potions…” Xia Er smiled at Thomas, coaxing him gently.
The plan Xia Er laid out made Thomas’s pupils tremble with uncertainty, but thinking of the potion he had been unable to digest for nearly half a year and the deepening whispers in his mind, he gritted his teeth and agreed.
Having secured Thomas’s cooperation, Xia Er left the Blackwater Tavern and headed toward the Bell Tower Church.
At this time, Yulisi hadn’t yet traced the matter to Beilun City, and there wouldn’t be any second-tier or higher beings in the Bell Tower Church.
After showing the letter written by Xu, Xia Er received the highest level of reception at the Bell Tower Church. At her request, they began to urgently print and distribute flyers.
Soon, these church flyers would spread throughout the entire Bell Tower Alley.
An insider?
Xia Er wasn’t afraid of the insider knowing; she was more afraid of them not knowing about this matter.
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**Chapter 50: I Found You (Part 7)**
The next day.
In a row house across from the Bell Tower Hospital, a man woke up in bed.
He dressed himself and stood in front of a full-length mirror, adjusting his robe.
He picked up a bottle of dark green liquid, bubbling and emitting a green mist, that was resting on the bedside table. Slowly, he twisted off the cap and drank it all in one go. The muscles in his face began to contort, but soon, they settled back into calmness.
The potion had infiltrated every part of his body.
He slowly put on a silver raven mask and picked up a brown leather suitcase with a bronze metal clasp.
The path of the “Newborn” was one he could never take… He didn’t have the courage to bring about his own demise in the face of the future; he feared death.
So, he spent years researching formulas and finally developed a highly low-risk, hard-to-detect, and slowly spreading infectious bacterium.
This was the most covert bacterium, born from his hands, and no one would ever discover it.
The best “plague doctor” would also be the most outstanding “disease messenger.”
If one path was blocked, then he would take another…
He had already tested the drug in two villages without any issues; to this day, no one knew why there were occasional deaths in those villages.
A year ago, he had already begun spreading the virus everywhere. According to the spread rate of dehydration disease, by now, almost the entire Bell Tower Alley had fallen, but no one had noticed. However, if he delayed any longer, the virus’s reproduction rate and harmfulness would accelerate.
Now, he just needed to wait until he completed his task handover and then, at the peak of the crowd, directly detonate the sealed object he had previously hung in the sewer…
At that time, those damned church lackeys and the despicable commoners would become the nutrients for my growth.
The potion had already been swallowed; tonight, he would activate the sealed object!
Everything was ready.
He took the suitcase and descended the stairs.
“Are you awake, Doctor?”
“Good morning, Teacher!”
“You look very happy today, Dr. Xie Lun.”
Xie Lun nodded repeatedly, greeting those around him. He noticed that there were quite a few people on the street today, all heading in the same direction, and they seemed to be holding some kind of flyers.
Originally intending to head to the hospital, Xie Lun stopped in his tracks.
“Hey, where are you all going?” Xie Lun called out to a passerby, curiosity piqued.
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