Chapter 367: Explosion (5000+ words)

Plymouth.

Waste City District.

Atop a high building somewhere.

Looking over from here, the angle of view is just enough to see that abandoned church.

William lay in the shadows, staring at the building, suppressed flames in the depths of his eyes: "Bran... is this the place?"

"Yes, Lord Bran has wasted a precious opportunity to appreciate beauty to scout the situation nearby for you; I didn't find any secret gathering, but I did find an Evil Domain den... Oh, righteous youth, hurry and form your adventure party, flatten this evil stronghold, and let your meritorious deeds be sung throughout the entire city."

The White Tower crow on his shoulder hopped around and squawked.

"The honorable name of our great ancestor is—'The founder of Occultism in the Mortal World, the inspirer of modern science, the great Aaron Sotos!'"

"Being both the founder of Occultism and the inspirer of science, it feels quite contradictory..."

He hurriedly lay on the ground, vigilantly watching the direction of the church.

William looked at this Evil Spirit, but his expression was somewhat strange.

In the Hidden Realm, not respecting the strong is a sin!

"Alright, tell me, are you willing?"

Bang!

Aaron flicked his finger expressionlessly, sending Bran flying; a few black feathers fell in mid-air.

The crow on William's shoulder screamed in despair.

William was a bit strange: "How come I feel... like you know me?"

Aaron chuckled: "You have already passed the examination of our members... His name is—Aaron Yugesi! He is also your former boss!"

The result was that the 'Evil Spirit' was unscathed, but the entire church was blown into the sky, and he also accidentally harvested a remnant of a 'Red' Non-human Existence.

The bone-chilling cold made William stop in his tracks, and he vigilantly pulled out a Talisman to scan his surroundings.

"Something happened?"

"In the view of the clever Lord Bran... this is a trap; once someone comes knocking, those crazy guys just ignite the bombs buried at the bottom of the church..." the crow Bran squawked.

William muttered to himself, his expression solemn: "I'll remember that."

'The bloodline seems quite extraordinary...'

A stiff smile appeared on Aokelaier's face: "Bloodline of Sotos... our ancestor has returned; are you willing to fight to restore the glory of Sotos?"

Aaron said in a mysterious tone.

Feeling the vibration of his eardrums and the trembling coming from the building beneath him, William couldn't even speak.

"An Evil Spirit of the Sotos Family?"

William said with a face full of bad luck: "At most, I'll be a concerned citizen and report it to the Investigation Bureau..."

The sound entering his ears suddenly became much lighter, as if he had arrived in a soundproof zone.

'Red' phase Extraordinary individuals are good at hand-to-hand combat and curses, but they don't have much mitigation against physical attacks; using explosives as a trap, they end up killing more of their own people than enemies!

These explosives were brought by him through the channels of the 'Green Banyan Council'.

That massive explosion was not actually caused by the 'Gourmet Association'.

"Speaking of those Black Skins..." the crow Bran squawked again: "That person from before had a problem... there was a scent of Black Skins on him, but his style of conduct didn't quite seem like it."

"So... a freelance investigator? Or a former investigator? A fallen investigator?" William thought for a moment and found there wasn't much he could use.

"But this doesn't have much to do with us, let's go... I need to go to the Great Library to obtain more knowledge and prepare for opening the Third Primordial Substance..."

Aaron ignored the crow and continued to ask: "Join us... you will gain the protection of an 'Immortal', and at the same time, you will obtain the Secret Transmission of 'Scholar' and 'Sage'."

Suddenly, a cold wind blew past.

Aaron said a sentence, and his figure slowly disappeared.

He stood up, preparing to leave.

He also had some interest in the talking crow that had appeared abruptly beside William.

"Is this an arrangement targeting the Investigation Bureau? As expected, evil believers are all a bunch of lunatics..."

Even if the Vitality of a Non-human Existence is greatly enhanced, it is still very difficult for a 'Red' phase Extraordinary to survive in the center of such an explosion...

"Shut up, have you read too many adventure novels? I'm merely a Second Primordial Substance, and although I have a grudge against the 'Blood Garment Club', they could easily crush me to death!"

"Very good, remember to use the Spirit World Language for the pronunciation; as for the Ritual and Offering, there are no requirements—our bloodline is the best connection."

"Very good, I will give you an honorable name; it does not point to the great existence worshipped by the 'Invisible Cult', but points directly to our ancestor, that Green Forest Earl!"

Silent, gloomy...

Just at this moment, a violent explosion suddenly came from the location of the dilapidated church.

This was an idea Aaron had on the spur of the moment after seeing the crow Bran.

After resolving this stronghold of the 'Gourmet Association', Aaron discovered William hiding nearby and came to say hello.

'A Spirit World Creature?!'

Anyway, 'Evil Spirits' are almost completely immune to physical attacks, and even if they die... they can be resurrected!

"What are you doing?" Bran was so scared that he covered his whole body with his wings: "Could it be that you've taken a fancy to my beauty?!"

Amidst the cold and dead silence, a transparent, illusory figure slowly emerged.

William stood up nimbly: "We should go; such a big commotion will definitely attract many people."

"Ancestor? That legendary Green Forest Earl?"

"This... just how many explosives were buried here."

"Hehe... Bran has always had a foul mouth, please don't mind him." William forced a smile on his face, while cursing Bran to death in his heart.

"Do I have any other choice?" William gave a wry smile, his expression becoming firm: "I join!"

Poor fellow, before he died, he was still thinking about how to use his Extraordinary Ability to deal with his opponent; when he saw Aaron pull explosives out of the 'Carnivore's Satchel', his expression was quite spectacular...

In this way, even if caught and beaten to death, it would be no big deal to just resurrect again.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

A burst of sparks shot into the sky, flames swept through, smoke and dust rolled, and in the end, it actually formed a small mushroom cloud.

At this moment, watching that crow named Bran, Aaron silently spoke to himself.

He had a handsome face, purple eyes, and wore a complex and magnificent ancient noble outfit; he was none other than the "Evil Spirit" Aokelaier!

"It's the 'Evil Spirit' of the Fourth Primordial Substance!! William, you're finished!"

One of them was pinched in Aaron's hand, and he looked at it carefully.

Although he had decided to resolve the church stronghold, he also considered the possibility of it being a trap.

Therefore, although he had arrived in Plymouth, his true body remained hidden, continuing to act under the identity of the "Evil Spirit."

He quickly went down the stairs and hid in a patch of darkness.

It was rare to come to Plymouth once, and he still had many things to do.

Incidentally, he could also see Metana and the others to supervise their work.

(End of this chapter)