prynovel Chapter 609 Emlyn's Patience
Chapter 609 Emlyn's Patience
Chapter 609 Emlyn's Patience
North section, underground of St. Samuel's Church.
Lu Ze looked down at a dossier with the word "Confidential" on the top, his expression cold.
It read:
[Name: Ince Zangwell, former Archbishop of the Church, a gatekeeper who failed to be ordained.]
Career: In 13XX, joined the Church of the Night, becoming a deacon. In 13XX, due to good performance, was promoted to priest... In 13XX, failed to advance to Sequence 4 "Undead," and subsequently applied for advancement again, but was rejected. This caused him emotional distress, and he defected carrying the sealed artifact 0-08. He later arrived in Tingen, using 0-08 to severely damage the local Night Watch squad, and took Saint Selena's ashes.
Based on reasonable speculation, Ince Zangwell has most likely changed his path and become a Sequence 4 Night's Watchman.
After leaving Tingen, the target appears to have returned to Backlund and collaborated with the Witch Cult, leading to the Backlund smog incident. [The target was previously seen within the area.] A special team has been dispatched to pursue them, but no trace of them has been found in Backlund so far. It is speculated that they may be lying low or have already reached other areas...
"Damn it..."
Lu Ze cursed under his breath. Not only were the crucial parts of the file blacked out, but it seemed the trail had gone cold. That damned Ince: Zangwell was still living his life outside the church's investigation.
His fingers traced across the black blocks of text.
Based on his speculation, the blacked-out information should be related to the Loen royal family. Since Klein had previously shared relevant intelligence with him, it seemed that Ince Zangwill had already reached a cooperation agreement with the royal family.
It's no wonder that the royal palace was bombarded by him!
But if even the church has no leads, how can I find him and seek revenge? Should I start with the royal family, or utilize church resources for a large-scale investigation...?
"Your Excellency Ishmael."
Luze's thoughts were suddenly interrupted when a member of the Red Gloves appeared outside the door and respectfully said to him, "Good news, the vampires have relented... They've agreed to help and have told us about the whereabouts of those cultists who believe in the Primal Moon."
The higher-ups among the vampires really do know something...
Lu Ze thought to himself.
As the organizers of this test, they must have been secretly controlling the situation; they couldn't have let the younger generation act recklessly without any preparation.
"Go and fetch Soster; his squad can be deployed."
As Lu Ze spoke, he closed the dossier and stood up. Although he appeared anxious, he knew in his heart that even if he caught up with those believers, they would probably already be corpses.
Because he had already shared the intelligence with [The Moon]. Even if Emlyn was a complete waste, he was at least a Sequence 6, and he had even borrowed [The Magician's] notebook. By the time he led the team there, Emlyn should have already finished hunting down his target and left.
"Your Excellency Ishmael, there is one more thing."
The man in the red gloves said, "Archbishop St. Anthony requests your presence."
"The bishop is looking for me?"
Lu Ze frowned slightly.
"Yes, it's probably because the vampires' protests were too intense. In order to appease them, I need to give you a few words of advice."
The other party replied.
If you're going to lecture me... then it seems I won't be able to lead the team.
Lu Ze thought to himself, "But this time we'll just be collecting corpses anyway, there's no real danger. It's fine to let the Red Gloves team go alone."
"Understood, lead the way."
He said he followed the man in the red glove and left the area.
Meanwhile, in the East District, on White Whale Street.
Emlyn White, dressed in poverty, followed a man at a distance.
By publicly selling puppets at the Extraordinary Gathering, he finally succeeded in luring a follower of the "Primordial Moon." The man was one of their targets, Gareth Kevin. Gareth Kevin was seen clutching the wooden box containing the strange puppet tightly to his chest, his face filled with fanaticism and piety.
"Why are you still walking..."
Emlyn rubbed a small notebook in his pocket and couldn't help but lick his lips.
His original plan was to follow the other man to his home and then launch a surprise attack. This would be easier and more discreet, preventing him from being discovered by ordinary people. However, Gareth Kevin's residence turned out to be unexpectedly far away; he had walked all the way there after leaving the party.
Fortunately, the target finally stopped and turned to walk into a dilapidated apartment building.
So this is where he lives... Wait a minute!
Emlyn, with his vampire-like keen eyesight, watched from afar, then his gaze suddenly sharpened. He saw Gareth Kevin knock on a door in front of a room, and then someone opened it from the inside... and that person was none other than the last target, Argos.
Two believers in the "Primordial Moon" met here!
Emlyn, hiding in the corner, looked somewhat dazed.
He wasn't worried at all about a one-on-one situation. But he was a little nervous about a two-on-one one. Because he usually stayed at home and didn't have much practical experience.
He watched as Galis excitedly showed the box to Argos, then went into the room and closed the door.
We'll just have to wait a little longer...
Emlyn thought to himself.
Now that he knew Argos's location, he only needed to wait for them to separate again, then he could kill them one by one. In this way, having successfully hunted down three targets, he would undoubtedly become the victor of this trial.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take out "Lynorman's Travel Notes" and turn the pages.
"Divination interference," "opening the door," "lightning strike," "magic trick"... The brown parchment was filled with densely packed abilities, which was his greatest source of confidence for tonight's operation.
Emlyn's fingers paused, then turned to the three yellowed pages.
Those were pages of paper capable of recording demigod-level abilities.
"brush!"
The moment he touched the paper, a heavy and gloomy aura surged up from his fingertips, making him tremble uncontrollably, as if he had fallen into a dark and cold shadow.
"Blade of Spirit and Flesh"?
That sounds like a really evil move.
Emlyn looked at the description on the paper and quickly guessed that it was an ability provided by Temperance.
Using this method, we could probably kill both of them directly... No, according to the rules, after using "Record," it needs to be refilled... Making [Temperance] record once isn't cheap...
While familiarizing himself with the location of each ability in the notes, he took out several bottles of potions, spraying them externally and taking them internally, to gradually conceal his figure.
Once Galis left, I sneaked into Argos's room and launched a full-scale attack.
Emlyn was considering battle plans when he suddenly heard a high-pitched scream.
"Aaaaaaah!"
It was a sound of madness and joy.
"Boom!"
Lush grass and flowers sprouted in an instant, bursting through the windows and doors of the room and surging outside!
Produce