The Modern Age of the Mysterious

The disturbance of night terrors finally receded, and the fire still gently and firmly illuminated the Night Breeze Sanctuary. Sean exhaled lightly.

With the help of the courage of all the believers present and the protection of the lady, he did not take much effort to resolve this crisis, which was actually not simple.

If he hadn't been there, the rally would have been plunged into darkness, and night terrors of this scale were likely to plant seeds of fear in the hearts of some weak-minded believers... Fortunately, none of this happened.

And this is one of the reasons why Sean decided to sit in the rally. In an atmosphere of tranquility, harmony, and a touch of satisfaction, the first meeting ended.

Some people continued to chat with others about their views on the doctrine, and some people started to leave this place in groups of three or four.

At the end of this uproar, Sean and his party also planned to leave quietly. As soon as they stepped out of the gazebo, they saw Shawshank Rogers walking towards him: "Mr. Ark, he insisted on seeing you." Through the mask, Sean looked at the Three Nighthawks following behind Shawshank.

Cabourg Lori is a person who can be calm and composed in any situation, but in front of the people of Eternal Night Ark, he still swallowed his saliva nervously: "Mr. Fang Zhou, I just saw it...

"You keep quiet and keep those terrible things out." The Black Feather Guards couldn't help turning their eyes when they saw the three nighthawks actively talking to the King; while the believers around heard the nighthawks vaguely Speak, also calm down and listen.

"I have always felt that there is a powerful existence protecting us in the dark. Today I finally know the answer. You are the existence that protects Ms. Hershey." People were silent, and turned their heads to look at come over.

"Please accept my deep respect to you guys. No words can express a ten-thousandth of what is in my heart at this moment." After finishing speaking, the three nighthawks performed a standard face-to-face salute and bowed deeply. bow.

Sean nodded and saluted with a face-to-face salute: "What we can do is very limited. Most of those miracles are actually due to her grace. I am just her most humble servant, trying to carry out the will hidden in the night wind.

"Remember, I will always support you. But don't forget that she is with us." The scene was silent, and after paying tribute to Shawshank Rogers, several senior explorers walked out.

Through the narration of the Three Nighthawks, people finally knew exactly the secret contribution made by Eternal Night Ark, and also heard his own statement of position.

There was no need for a password or a sign, all the Black Feather Guards bowed neatly, and all the believers who were originally relaxed turned to Xiao En and his party, giving a deep self-hug...Thank you for your presence Consecration in the dark.

In a silent salute, they walked out of the sanctuary. ·

"Sean, if this continues, you may become the next master." Moonlight drove the car.

He opened the window to enjoy the cool evening breeze. The vast expanse of flames seen in the rally was still in front of my eyes.

Sean smiled and just shook his head. The belief power of the old masters is more than 100,000, and they gain power more through the domains they dominate, such as the fear of the red clothes and the dream of Kruvitan.

It must be laughable and generous for a gathering of two thousand people to regard themselves as the future master. However, he knew that with his own beliefs, the Kingdom of God, and a legal license, he successfully recruited a team of believers... This should be unique among the explorers.

Stepping into a field that can only be touched by gods is a background that other practitioners can't even dream of. If it wasn't for him by accident

"Killing God" probably wouldn't have such a system. Of course, allowing the source of divine power to take root and germinate is all thanks to his unique

"Shengen". The Kingdom of God has been vividly seen step by step from budding to forming. Sean suddenly felt a vibration in his inner pocket.

Pretty violent shaking.

"Guys, there is a situation." Sean said in a low voice according to the degree of vibration before taking out the playing cards.

The ectoplasm took out the King of Clubs playing card from his pocket. The card was shrouded in a faint halo, which was specially prepared by Sean for it.

"Sealed" to ensure that it can receive outside information while not listening to what's happening around him. After all, today's spiritual network center uses the A-level heritage that once belonged to Nietzsche.

"The association called for an urgent mission—the King-level benchmark is out of control." A simple sentence made the three masks in the carriage suddenly turn around.

Sean held up the poker. King-level poker has a larger spiritual power capacity and can achieve more functions. The poker itself can provide confidential briefings without resorting to other means.

The abstract king's face on the playing card seemed to come to life, with side eyes staring at Sean, and said in a subtle tone: "Dear King-level explorers, an out-of-control incident occurred in the Brasden Church near St. Peter's College.

"Diocesan Bishop John Harris, titled 'Messenger of Glory' in the church, lost control at the divine food ceremony hosted today. He blocked the front door of the church and controlled more than 190 believers. There have been mutations and casualties , the casualties are unknown.

"The out-of-control level is King level. You are the closest target explorer to the incident site, please go immediately to help eliminate the risk.

"Please also note: the task involves the clergy and believers of the Salvation Church, please strictly abide by the relevant confidentiality clauses." The playing cards returned to silence.

Sean and the others exchanged glances. Doubt, uneasiness. Diocesan out of control? Or a bishop with a church title?

Never encountered such a case. However, in the esoteric industry, they have heard a little about the secrets of the clergy out of control.

Strange things like this seem to happen a few times a year. However, due to the existence of confidentiality clauses, it is impossible to know the specific circumstances of those cases.

For all you know, the process is tricky. After all, the power of the only righteous god, Keen, was involved, and the loss of control occurred in a large cathedral... This made the difficulty level rise sharply.

Although the task is classified as a King-level benchmark, it is quite a difficult challenge for the real King-level.

The emergency recruitment issued by the association cannot be neglected. When the task is issued, the recruited team has already defaulted as the first person responsible for the accident handling. If the situation is allowed to develop, I am afraid that it will bear a lot of scapegoat.

Moonlight made a sudden turn at an intersection, stepped on the gas pedal and rushed towards the scene of the accident. ·It is already eleven o'clock at night, and it is very rare that there are so many people on the street.

It is impossible for the education officers to deal with such an out-of-control incident. They can only park the black car with flashing lights on the outermost edge of the scene, and carry out the work of maintaining order and coordinating the scene.

Outside the cordon are mostly the family members of the victims, and they are waiting anxiously. Within the cordon are the shepherds, these gray-uniformed official mystery handling experts, the senior ones can reach the queen level, but most of them can only be regarded as Jack.

It is also impossible for them to enter the scene. Standing inside is the existing core processing team, two queen-level squads recruited for investigation and support.

When they saw the people from Eternal Night Ark walking through the crowd, they were tense and tense, but they suddenly breathed a sigh of relief—the King class is coming!

There are still three Kings!

"How's the situation?" Ivan is usually responsible for the communication and coordination of this kind of task. His voice was cold and calm.

Pan Sha, the forest inspector who was in charge of reporting the situation, could see his anxiety and nervousness from his body language: "It's not good, all investigation methods have been countered.

"Bishop Harris...appears to be planning to perform some strange ritual in the church."