Chapter 273: Black Hand (Extra update, requesting monthly votes)
Inside the bar, most of the guests seemed still immersed in the performance from a moment ago. They gazed at the slowly dissipating smoke; some were amazed, some curious, some had twisted expressions, and others felt a sense of dreaminess, as if they had watched an incredibly realistic movie.
"It's the Magician Kobo Phil!"
Karl put away the Zoulun in his hand, walked to the spot where he had fired, and saw the smoking bullet hole on the opposite wall. With an extremely serious expression, he asked Aaron: "Did you provoke him? If you are hiring me to deal with him, I refuse."
Hey, hey, aren't you a madman? Do you have to be this rational?
Aaron rolled his eyes, complained inwardly, poured himself a beer, and nodded calmly.
Baerjin looked at the boss, then at Karl, not daring to say much. He was just an ordinary person, capable of dealing with Extraordinarys at a low primordial level, but when encountering such a ruthless character, he wisely chose to shut up.
"Then... to compensate everyone present, tonight's consumption is on the house."
"Very likely, so I am looking forward to it... looking forward to him succeeding!"
"Your guess has some merit... This Magician had no grudge against our bar before. Suddenly coming to tease us and blowing things out of proportion seems to have some other intentions..."
Seeing this person arrive, he said in a calm tone: "I have followed your requirements and used a performance to attract attention to that bar. And I probed the bar owner's connection to the Baron Jacques manor arson case, but as for the result... I am not sure."
After a long silence, William spoke up: "Boss, why don't you just fire me..."
The light drew closer, transforming into a pair of greedy, bloodthirsty eyes. It was a cultist wearing a black robe, clutching a pendant made of thorns and a crimson figure.
Inside a certain sewer.
"Long live the boss!"
"And... the other party attracting attention by repeatedly creating incidents can be seen as creating a kind of influence. A Non-human Existence of the Fourth Primordial Substance was also known in ancient times as a Destined One. To open the Fourth Primordial Substance—【Vitality】, one still needs to complete certain specific achievements and collect enough influence. Of course, according to my research, it is not impossible to do otherwise. But without a Ritual, this promotion becomes much more difficult... the probability of failure increases sharply."
"At the same time, because of the interaction with the Spirit World and another symbol of Secrecy, they also possess decent divination abilities."
Speaking of this, Aaron couldn't help but think of the last believer from a foreign continent he met before the world was destroyed. The other party truly grasped the essence of the 'Shadow' aspect, involving the Mysterious symbol of tiny hope.
The other party was actually a cultist of the 'Desire Spirit Sect'!
And Kobo Phil's expression remained unchanged; he had come here specifically to wait for the other party.
Opposite him, in a pitch-black passage, two points of scarlet light suddenly lit up.
William felt very ashamed and did not want to bring any more trouble to the bar.
And with a little deduction, one would know that William was definitely related to the exposure of the church, and there was a faint shadow of the Hunter Bar meddling behind it!
Aaron smiled and stroked the colorful flag in his hand, saying meaningfully: "The Magician will send me a better gift."
His performances always had feedback, but the feedback from tonight's performance had less influence than expected; it seemed something had been missed.
Karl came to the bar counter as if nothing had happened, rested his elbows on the table, and said casually: "The Magician is a guy you don't want to mess with. He has committed countless crimes in Plymouth but has never been caught. Momora Field is helpless against him, and the Investigation Bureau has offered a huge reward but has never found a clue..."
Being able to find hope and the Light of Redemption in the vast ocean is indeed quite extraordinary in the way of divination.
"In any case... after tonight, that bar is finished. Is this your goal?"
Many half-drunk drunks hadn't been very frightened to begin with, and now, hearing there was extra compensation, they immediately howled with excitement.
Aaron acted very helpless and returned to the wine cellar with the flag.
William thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "Sorry, sir, I really can't think of it."
"There isn't one."
"Then let me tell you..." Aaron chuckled and revealed some information: "After the contact just now, I am certain that the Magician is a Third Primordial Substance Extraordinary who walks the path of 'Shadow'... 'Shadow' is the symbol of the Spirit World and illusion. Extraordinarys who walk this path can not only easily enter the Dream with their physical bodies at the low primordial level, but they also often master powerful illusion abilities."
If Aaron heard this, he would surely be surprised.
Aaron had long since told William the truth about Isabet.
He felt that there was no such thing as kindness without reason in the world, and the boss had already helped him too much, and now, because of him, he had successively provoked two terrifying Mysterious organizations: the Blood of Decay and the Desire Spirit Sect.
"Thank you, boss!"
Because the 'Desire Spirit Sect' seemed to have a connection to the Baron Jacques manor and had been looking for clues in this regard!
Seeing William still working hard, he couldn't help but nod, showing a satisfied expression.
Aaron slowly packed up the Double-barreled Shotgun and carefully put away the colorful flag that read 'Happy New Year'.
"So... Kobo Phil is doing this for his Ritual?" William asked in surprise.
"Not sure..." Aaron replied while casually tossing out a Pound.
Many people saw the performance tonight; it would definitely spread and reach the ears of the Investigation Bureau.
And the Investigation Bureau's job is to suppress various Extraordinary phenomena; now that such a thing has happened at the bar, it is impossible for it not to be investigated.
Aaron described what had just happened and looked at William, asking: "What do you think he wants to do?"
"Boss..." William's face was full of worry: "I heard gunshots just now. Was it the Blood of Decay? Or someone from the Desire Spirit Sect?"
"So the Magician is an 'Shadow' Extraordinary!" William suddenly realized.
Aaron looked up at the drunks and announced loudly.
If it were a slightly more rational Extraordinary, they would probably have thrown him out by now.
The Magician Kobo Phil stood quietly in a spotless white suit.
Kobo Phil felt slightly puzzled.
This could also be considered a small revenge; after all, with the power of the 'Desire Spirit Sect', it was quite simple to find out the relationship between Isabet and William, as well as William's workplace.
"The great God of Suffering watches you..."
The cultist in the black robe said noncommittally: "But I also want to remind you of one thing. Perhaps recent actions have been too smooth, making you become inflated... This is dangerous!"
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