The Modern Age of the Mysterious

"The current plan is this." In the darkness, Catherine lowered her voice and patted the C-level mysterious heritage - the ancestral eagle on her waist.

This fetish that once belonged to the Quillian tribe, after the user holds the hilt and infuses spiritual power, it can form a soul eagle that ignores obstacles, and the user can use its eyes to detect.

The limitation is that the ancestral eagle needs to be sacrificed once every twenty days, requiring the user to slaughter a bison by himself.

This cost Catherine a lot of money and energy...

It is also a mysterious legacy whose rating is lowered due to the troublesome negative effects.

"I used the ancestral eagle to search for the position of Finks's little leader in Wannu Cave, and then looked for the weakest and most suitable target to attack.

"We will solve it with minimal movement, and then I will use the Soul Tracing Magic to browse its memory, find the memory of the murder of the gang members, and then I can determine who the murderer is...

"Remember, don't keep your hands when you attack, and try to solve the battle in the shortest time possible - within a certain period of time, the dispelled target can also trace the soul."

"Understood." The three of them said in unison.

In the darkness, Catherine held the Ancestral Eagle in her hand, and she slowly poured her spiritual power into it.

The three of Sean saw a burst of yellow light streaming from the copper-cast eagle, and blue light leaked from the gap between Catherine's closed eyelids.

An invisible soul eagle soared, and the eagle's vision was Catherine's.

Katherine now feels like a ghost that can pass through walls without substance. It kept passing through the wall and saw the scenes of the various rooms and halls of Wannu Cave...

Dozens of guard evil spirits walked aimlessly in the corridor.

In a hall, people who were kidnapped from nowhere were driven naked and dumbfounded into dark prisons.

An evil spirit whose head almost fills half the room is devouring the human soul in its hands. After the bright blue-gray soul was swallowed into its belly, the eyes of the flesh in its hands turned pale white.

The lost Wraith was walking in this labyrinth of Wannu Cave, and Catherine could feel the sorrow it radiated.

Three minutes later, Catherine took back the Soul Eagle.

Her forehead was full of sweat: "I need to rest."

A person's spirit cannot be contaminated with too much resentment in a short period of time. After Catherine rested for a while, her soul recovered. She frowned and continued to use the ancestral eagle with some struggle.

Following the interrupted area search, she saw something that made her sweat.

In a dark room, there are many wooden furniture in the style of the last century.

There was a hunched figure, wearing a dusty tuxedo and top hat, with a cane on the ground.

Facing the darkness, he seemed to be thinking about something. If it weren't for the black resentment surrounding him, it would make people mistakenly think that what he saw was a wax statue that had been standing for an unknown time.

"The Sinner, the Slave Master Finks is actually in Wannu Cave..." Although the Soul Eagle could hardly be detected, Catherine kept it away from the room, "The trouble with the Ace-level target, we can't let him find us. ."

Catherine made the eagle hover in the distance, sensing whether Finks had given an order or any other action...

After confirming that the bitter master was not disturbed, the search continued.

Soon after, Catherine opened her eyes.

"What's the matter? You seemed very nervous just now." Sean asked.

Catherine shook her head: "Nothing. I found a suitable target."

Catherine lit the lantern and led the three of them through the corridor. Now, she has a clear destination.

After descending a flight of stairs and entering the basement, the four of them stopped outside a wooden door: "In the room is the evil spirit Maggie, the baby thief. Her strength is at the Queen level, and we can handle her.

"However, there is a little trouble now.

"Because the layout of this room is a bit special, I can only see an outline with the soul eagle, and I can't be sure if there is only Maggie in it, so there are certain uncertainties..."

Henry was raising his head: "So, we're going to take a gamble?"

Catherine nodded: "There is no better goal."

Henry's eyes were illuminated by the horse lanterns and flashed slightly. The man who was quite silent before said, "I'm good at this, leave it to me to judge."

He stepped forward and stood by the door, staring at the old wooden door with quiet eyes.

In his eyes, the wooden door turned into a playing card with its back facing up and its face invisible.

The chips have been thrown into the gambling pot, and he needs to judge the opponent's hole cards based on the clues.

If it's too big, give up; if the opponent is just bluffing, call everything and pop the opponent's balloon...

He stared at the wooden door, from the traces of the wooden door, the remnants of the ground, the sound of the room, the resentment revealed, etc., as if analyzing the opponent's micro-expressions and movements in a gambling game.

These details told him the truth.

His gaze revealed certainty, as if he saw through the opponent's card.

Taking two steps back, he said, "Call it -- we can get it done."

It doesn't take much reason for teammates to have confidence in the "poker man"'s judgment - this is the gambler's intuition, and the magic of this intuition.

Catherine stepped forward directly and knocked on the door lightly.

"Who is it?" A muffled sound came from the door, and it sounded like a witch in a dark fairy tale asking.

"A soul seller, I brought you fresh, young souls." Catherine's voice was as terrifying as the other party's.

Compared with other evil spirits, the little boss can communicate more, so Maggie can understand two things: there are evil spirits selling souls outside the door, and the other party has "young souls".

She had no reason to stay behind closed doors. She dragged her hairy steps to the door. The heavy door bolt was opened, and she could hear the thick rust on the door bolt with her ears.

squeak...

The door opened slowly.

Moonlight's hand flicked violently, and a white light flickered, but there was no sound. This song "March" played a turbulent flow of swords and axes, which rushed directly to the baby thief.

Sean's current psychic mass allows him to condense two vicious blades, and the rusted puncture repeatedly impacts the evil spirit inside the door.

Henry swung his arms, and the playing cards in his hand cut through Maggie's body like flying knives.

The moment the door opened a crack, Maggie was beyond recognition. She was about to start screaming in pain when Catherine slammed into the door and lifted her booted feet, kicking her into the room very violently. The blade went straight into the throat, turning Maggie's scream into a whimper.

The four people filed through the door, and Sean, who came in last, closed the door.

Catherine covered Maggie's mouth with her hand, and the hunting knife stabbed her heart repeatedly ~www.NovelMTL.com~ The holy power attached to the knife destroyed the internal structure of the evil spirit.

Maggie was silent. With Katherine holding her down, Sean was able to look around the room,

I just focused on the attack, and didn't have time to look inside the room carefully. Now that Maggie has been resolved, the scene in the room enters the eyes of Sean and others...

The eyes of the three were quite frightened.

There are no walls in this small room, and the walls are crowded with all kinds of mutilated dolls, old-fashioned wooden dolls, hand-sewn rag dolls, and recently popular plastic dolls.

Without exception, these dolls are broken. Some of them have broken arms, some of their feet have gone somewhere, and there are dolls with hollow eye sockets, looking at Sean and the three with a weird smile on their faces.

Dense, layered, like a solidified wave composed of tattered dolls, oppressing the nerves of Sean and others.

"Fuck!" Henry spat fiercely in order to strengthen his courage.

"Don't look at it!" Catherine found that the state of the team members was not right, and quickly shouted, "I'm going to start tracing my soul, you guys should be on my guard!"

Only then did the three wake up and use their own means to sense the surroundings to ensure that there would be no other dangers.

Catherine took out a small incense burner hanging around her neck. The incense burner is a hollowed-out sphere composed of two hemispheres. She slowly rotates the copper incense burner, causing a puff of smoke to float out - "Soul incense Incense", which is a high-end exploration equipment purchased by Catherine.

There is a reason why she has this advanced equipment that is only used by King level and above.

This is also the "personal reason" she chose to take on this task.

As for Maggie's soul searching, she is not only to find out the murderer who stole organs, but also to find the whereabouts of a person...