The Modern Age of the Mysterious

The gates of Donald's Brewery were crowded. Everyone knew that the black deer had escaped into the winery, and that a gang of explorers had chased it in.

Not long after they entered the factory, a wall depicting a black deer in the Xiacheng District collapsed due to disrepair. One can certainly imagine what that symbolizes.

In their eyes, they are a group of people who have been forgotten by the Holy Father. However, there is an unknown and weak **** who has been visiting this place and has been caring for them - it is the black deer.

And they all knew that the God who had never forgotten them had left. People gathered in front of the winery, ignoring the warnings of the educators. They managed to bring flowers, throwing bouquets of mourning flowers at the winery gate.

Not everyone has the money to buy flowers, after all, some people in Xiacheng don't even have a decent set of clothes. As a result, there are newspaper tie-dyed flowers and cheap plastic flowers among the flower piles.

The law does not blame the public. The indoctrination officer who originally whistled to prohibit this kind of pagan behavior could only lift the belt around his fat waist, turned his eyes away while whistling, and let people continue to throw bouquets at the door.

Someone cried, as if for the **** who cared about the needy, and for her death, as if for themselves.

It's not far from Piris Street, and no one knows that the lady who just left once opened a small flower pavilion on the street. She stayed on the street back then and sold full flowers to passers-by, but people seem to have given them back to her today.

The wind passed by and blew a bunch of newspaper flowers from the top and rolled off the pile, rolled on the ground, and stopped at the feet of Sean Dickinson.

At this moment, Sean has come to his senses, and he and his teammates are standing outside the winery. He and Catherine didn't stay in that abandoned empty house for too long. After all, they were provoking the top enemy in New York City. Just one transfer was definitely not enough to hide their whereabouts. So, they can only say goodbye in a hurry.

However, before parting, the proud Miss Heidi promised herself two things: First, she would no longer cut off the news inexplicably—either of the two of them used Quest Poker to contact each other, and if they were safe, there would be a response.

Also, Catherine promised to tell Sean if she got into any trouble. Sean doesn't think he can help her much, but he vows to find her mother's disappearance for her.

After all, this mystery had troubled her for so many years, and he couldn't bear it. Moreover, he also respected her thoughts and stopped trying to make their relationship go further before unraveling this biggest knot.

After Katherine left, Sean transferred Shawshank Rogers, who was seriously injured and slowly recovering, back to the black mansion. At that time, the three undead agents were placed in the underground of the mansion, blocking all possible special rooms for induction. There, even if they woke up, they wouldn't be able to get out due to the rules of divine power, let alone know where they were, until Sean sent them away.

At this time, Sean and his party were not wearing masks. They were dressed in simple and simple clothes, standing on the chaotic street and hiding in the crowd. The metal skin of Olivia Wind Chime felt slightly cool, and there was a gust of wind blowing. She was the only person on the street who looked away. She turned in the direction of the wind and found it blowing through the black fence behind her. , just like an invisible current, flowing through every inch of the river, and then, among the green clumps in the corner, a small white flower opened and swayed with the breeze.

Spring has come, spring has come to the new covenant, it seems no longer partial.

In the chaos, a train passed in front of Sean and his party.

As the mourning crowd watched, a convoy of five cars, a black Bentley in the center, pulled into the street in front of the winery. The driver hurriedly got out of the car and opened the rear door. A thin old man leaning on a cane, surrounded by men in black, walked into the winery.

Johnson H. Rockefeller entered the final battle of Tarot. Ms. Tarot, the wandering **** who was brought under his command, left this world, not even the corpse capital.

To his surprise, the crystal birdcage was shattered. That is the power that can ban the gods. The rank of the enemy is definitely not low, but he still doesn't know who the opponent is.

Kane and Graham, two King-level cronies stood beside the old man in silence - not only did they fail to save Taro, they even let all the assassins escape. It's a shame.

But Rockwell didn't blame them. The old man leaned on a cane and stared at a figure who was walking and stopping at the scene, looking around.

The figure was draped in a finely plaid coat, and her curly hair scented with roses was simply tied up. She has calm eyes and extraordinarily rich red lips. There was a behemoth beside this lady, following her step by step.

It was a burly degenerate with a red-painted brown bear skull on his face. This degenerate seems to have lost his sanity permanently, maintaining a degenerate form for a long time. Judging from his fierce skeleton and muscle mass, this bodyguard has King-level strength.

This woman is one of the few Ace explorers in New York City and a renowned archaeologist in the industry, Sharon Mansfield.

Professor Mansfield is a guest of Rock's and often helps the elderly when they encounter difficult and mysterious problems.

Walking around the site for a long time, the professor of archaeology did not turn around and said, "It is the work of a new god."

"New God?" Luo Shi took a few steps closer.

The lady seemed to be still sensing the residual breath at the scene. She could sense the existence of two people of the same rank, who were fighting to the death here not long ago.

A golden sword, piercing the boundaries of emerald.

"It's a dispute between old and new..." She closed her eyes, her dark eyelids shimmering with tints, and the vague outlines of a conflict between gods replayed before her eyes. "The new gods believe in their ideas. It is the right way, and I want to replace the old gods."

The young professor opened his eyes: "Finally, she did."

"The new **** is also a lady?"

"Yes."

"What is her name? What is the divine power she possesses?"

"I have never met this god, so her name is still undiscovered..." Sharon Mansfield said softly~www.NovelMTL.com~ She didn't expect that in this gods, one **** is alone In the era of Zun, there was still enough luck to support the birth of a new god. This is truly an indescribable wonder.

The spring breeze sneaked in, and the grains of wheat that had fallen on the ground by chance were rolled and pieced together into symbols that people could not read.

The old man leaned on his cane and stared straight ahead with a pair of gray-blue eyes.

"New God..."

He seemed lost in thought.

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