Chapter 927

Strictly speaking, the 【Light-Guiding Ascetic Society】 and the 【Apuna Library】 are both neutral ring-sorcerer organizations. But the doomsday theory advocated by the former is indeed a "heresy" for this idealistic world, and the latter has been strictly reviewed by the church recently because of its cooperation with the Truth Society. Plus, the data in the briefcase is related to the Chosen One, so this transaction is indeed an illegal underground transaction.

"I've also become a villain."

Because the action was so smooth, Xia De also joked in his heart. "Her" laughter was still so pleasant and gentle, which made Xia De's mood even better.

【What kind of accident did you think you would encounter?】

"She" whispered in Xia De's ear again. Xia De answered while paying attention to the road under his feet. Walking in the cemetery in the thick fog, the most dangerous thing is not ghosts, but inconspicuous stones:

"For example, encountering a black-eat-black. Since the transaction content is related to the Chosen One, maybe these data will be targeted by others. Even if the 【Truth Society】 cooperates with the 【Apuna Library】, I believe there must be other organizations interested in these data."

Thinking of this, Xia De paused and looked around alertly:

"Oh, I was really dizzy, since the task hasn't been completed yet, how could I think of such things?"

【Is this your ridiculous "superstition" again?】

"She" whispered in Xia De's ear. Xia De raised his hand to touch his ear, actually to confirm if there was anyone behind him:

"No, no, this is not superstition, luck conservation is superstition."

Xia De answered quite stubbornly:

"Before the task is completed, you must never think about such things. But it seems that luck is not bad tonight, look, I didn't encounter a black-eat-black situation... if I really encountered it, I could let Old John pay more."

Thinking of this, he laughed himself. In the fog ahead, he could already see the fence of the cemetery. While talking in his heart, he used his robe to turn the briefcase in his hand into a toy and put it in his pocket.

After crossing the fence in a while, he just needs to find a place to change clothes, and he can enter the city safely.

【Is it possible that besides your so-called black-eat-black, there are other accidents tonight?】

"She" asked in Xia De's ear with a smile again.

"For example?"

He dripped the extract of wind vane blue grass on the tip of his tongue, preparing to cross the fence and leave the cemetery. But after taking two steps forward, he suddenly frowned and stopped, his eyes looking at the fence in front of him.

Golden threads that normal people's eyes cannot see are winding on the fence. Looking around, all the fences in the entire cemetery area are attached with golden threads. Those slightly glowing things are non-physical entities composed of spirits and elements, swaying with the wind and attached to the fence.

"This is... miracle elements, this feature is, the divine arts of the Peace Church?"

Xia De was a bit surprised, and "she" said Xia De's thoughts at this moment:

【For example, the risk tonight is that the church has seized your illegal transaction.】

Xia De subconsciously took a step back, then realized that the church team must be nearby, and he had better leave as soon as possible. The threads attached to the fence in front of him were obviously wonder arts used for warning. Checking left and right, the continuous threads left no gaps:

"What kind of divine art is this?"

He couldn't identify whether the golden threads in front of him could detect spatial changes, but staying in the cemetery waiting for a turning point was definitely the worst choice. He was thinking about whether to take the risk of using "Red Butterfly Avatar" to turn into a butterfly and fly over from a high altitude, when he suddenly heard a muffled sound from afar.

In the silent night, the sound was very obvious. Although the night fog made Xia De unable to distinguish what happened at the other end of the cemetery, judging from the direction, it was highly likely that the ring-sorcerer who just traded with Xia De had already fought with the church:

"Yes, the people of the Apuna Library should be more afraid of the church than I am. I just acted as a 'postman' for the illegal transaction. They were just warned by the church because of their connection with the 【Truth Society】. If they are discovered trading the poem fragments again, their trouble will be big!"

Thinking of this, Xia De was even more suspicious that the church could ambush here tonight, and it was highly likely that the Apuna Library leaked the news.

After all, although Old John looked like he had no power on weekdays and was just an ordinary shop owner, Xia De knew that it was this kind of old gentleman who was even more terrifying. The 【Light-Guiding Ascetic Society】 is a very old and secretive organization, and even Miss Feilianna from the Thousand Tree Forest period was convinced that they could be passed down from the Fifth Era to the era where Xia De is. So, compared to Old John, Xia De was more inclined to believe that the news was leaked by the Apuna Library.

"It's really interesting, but, when I see Old John in a while, I have a reason to ask him to increase the price."

Xia De thought in his heart, frowning and looking at the golden threads on the fence in front of him:

"What kind of divine art is this?"

Thinking slightly, he still thought that standing in place and thinking was not as good as taking a risk:

"Lagley's Leap!"

Taking a step forward, when his boots trod on the ground, he had already arrived in the forest outside the cemetery. This spatial leap was a bit different from the past. The normal wonder art performance was similar to walking, but this time he felt as if he had touched a layer of water film.

When he stood firm, his ears immediately captured the sound of low chirping similar to nocturnal birds in the night sky. Looking back at the golden threads on the fence, at the position where Xia De jumped out, the broken threads were turning into dust and disappearing:

"The Orthodox Church is indeed professional."

Thinking in his heart, Xia De turned into a group of butterflies and did not fly in the direction away from the cemetery, but instead flew back into the cemetery.

Glancing at the figures running in the distance, Xia De activated the mute spell, and then walked quickly in the thick fog in a random direction. In a while, he saw the light of the small church in the cemetery from afar.

Xia De was not sure how many people the church had arranged to catch the "illegal transaction" tonight, but currently, it was at most a full-staffed ring-sorcerer team. Not choosing to hide in the church, he looked around in the fog, stepped on the muddy ground, and arrived at the wall of the small church, an area where various tombstones were densely standing because of the relatively old age:

"Red Butterfly Illusion."

Several flying red butterflies flew out from Xia De's chest, sprinkling scarlet light in the fog. Xia De stood still, letting these red butterflies stop on his shoulders. He could still observe himself, but if others scanned here at this time, they would only see a pile of ordinary tombstones.

The spell "Red Butterfly Illusion" is different from the temporarily sealed wonder art "Moon Shadow Illusion". The former tends to create illusions rather than hide. Therefore, Xia De used the power of illusion at this time to make his appearance look like an old tombstone with a stone cross standing here, perfectly blending with the environment.

Although there must be ring-sorcerers with the power to break illusions in the church's ring-sorcerer team, combined with the night, thick fog, and the fundamental power of "Red Butterfly Illusion" originating from Angel-level relics, Xia De believed that he would not be easily found... especially since the ring-sorcerers of the Peace Church were still dealing with another guy who had already been exposed.

Just as Xia De thought, he stood in the thick fog, and no one walked over at all. Instead, several black shadows ran past in the fog in the distance. The posture of walking didn't look like living people, but rather like undead similar to "living corpses".

This made Xia De have more guesses. Perhaps there were not only two people participating in the transaction in this cemetery tonight.

Standing in the night and blowing the wind for more than twenty minutes, after confirming that he would not be discovered, Xia De slowed down and began to move. It was of course very strange for an old tombstone to move in the thick fog, so Xia De could only choose to walk and stop on the path where the tombstone could appear. When he entered a position where the tombstone was not suitable to appear, he adjusted the illusion to disguise himself as a dead tree or a broken wooden box.

This method was very effective. Until Xia De arrived at the main gate of the cemetery and crossed over the gate that had been destroyed and deformed by someone, no one came to trouble him.

Of course, even after leaving the cemetery, Xia De did not relax his vigilance. He looked at the cemetery filled with thick fog again, and then he really saw a man's figure running quickly.

He didn't find Xia De in the thick fog. After stumbling to the gate of the cemetery, he couldn't support it anymore and fell down. He tried to climb up while supporting the ground, but found an extra hand in front of him:

"Need help?"

Xia De, who took the initiative to appear, asked. Very coincidentally, perhaps both sides were lucky, the one who also escaped from the cemetery was the member of the 【Apuna Library】 who just traded with him.

He was emitting darkness and lying on the ground without moving, but Xia De knew he was still awake.

And Xia De appearing at this time was of course not just to do a good deed. He still remembered that one-third of the time slab was highly likely in the hands of the Apuna Library. If he could have a chance to establish a relationship with the other party this time, it would be better to propose a transaction as soon as possible.

"Yes, you must need help."

Thinking of this, Xia De pulled the man up without saying a word.

"Come with me, or wait to be caught by the church?"

He knocked on his mask, indicating his identity to the other party. The tone carried a light feeling, as if the two were not illegal traders being surrounded by the church.