Lord of the Silver Crow

the next day.

Gentlemen's Club, fourth floor.

In the room at the end of the corridor extending south, Yago, Friesen and others looked at the dead bodies on the table.

Glancing at the **** corpse, his eyes turned to the shell with fan-shaped wave patterns in the wooden box in her hand. After watching for a long time, Jacqueline frowned and said:

"It's a'tide caller'."

"Really from the Tidecaller squad?" Dantes, who had serious dark circles on one side, sounded in a dull voice mixed with weakness.

"The depiction of the old seal is quite complicated. What materials to choose, which mysterious symbols to use, where to engrave specific spells, and the format of mysteries, the order of depicting mysterious symbols and spells, and the production of potions. The formula is a confidential matter at the same level. As long as there are some mistakes, the effect of the old printing will be greatly reduced. Therefore, it takes a long time and special guidance to learn."

"In terms of the difficulty of learning, the difficulty of engraving the old seal is even higher than the difficulty of making the potion."

Jacqueline said solemnly:

"The best way to judge whether an extraordinary person belongs to the power of the church is to look at the effectiveness of the old seal he holds."

As for the reason, needless to say, Yago can also understand.

The preservation time of the old seal is short and the depiction is complicated. Unless it is left by a church extraordinary person by accident, the completion of the old seal alone can determine whether it is orthodox.

Plus this ability...

At this time, Dantes, who was holding a pen and paper, sounded again in a low and feeble voice:

"Are you sure about the sequence?"

Upon hearing this, Jacqueline took a deep breath:

"Sequence 7, Sea Beast."

"Have strong physical strength far beyond ordinary people, strong underwater activity ability, weaker in an environment without water, and almost all-round improvement in ability when in water, and they can perform some on their own. The spell-like abilities related to water come entirely from their own mastery, and do not require any prayer or ritual behavior."

Jacqueline said.

"Doesn't need any prayers or rituals?" Yago asked with some surprise.

"Yes, no need."

Jacqueline nodded seriously:

"Spells have domains."

"The fraternity of the goddess allows all the creatures belonging to the category of'life' to sing the gods of life and use their own spiritual mist to pry the natural power to form extraordinary effects. If they carry the old seal of the goddess or the holy emblem that has been ordained, and The Extraordinary who belongs to the Rose Path will have greater magical power."

"The spells in the'Tide' domain can only be used by the creatures favored by the Goddess of Tide, that is, the aquatic race and the extraordinary people of the'Tide' pathway."

"The flame spells in the field of the Sun Wheel can also be used only by the Flame Seeds favored by the Sun God and the Extraordinary of the Sun Wheel path."

"However, when using this type of abilities, most of them require prayer or ritual behavior to be able to use spells, and the ‘Sea Beast’ of Sequence 7 of the ‘Tide’ Path has some spell-like abilities.”

These Yagos knew that it belonged to the relatively basic knowledge in the occult textbook that Miss Jacqueline gave him.

It's just a spell-like ability...it doesn't require prayer and ritual behavior. In battle, it is almost equivalent to instant + silent spellcasting, which is difficult to defend.

"Right, Miss Jacqueline..."

Yago remembered the scene of the black-robed man walking through the wall last night, and couldn't help but ask.

"Through the wall?"

Upon hearing this, Jacqueline nodded:

"The Beyonders of the Tide Path can enter the Phantom Realm by their own power after the middle sequence. The Sea Beasts of Sequence 7 also have similar abilities. However, they can only enter the Phantom Realm for a short time, but through this method, they can enter the Phantom Realm by themselves. Complete the move through obstacles."

This ability, whether in battle or other aspects, is very useful...

Yago turned his gaze to the corpse on the table, and asked uncertainly:

"Then we next...stripping the mystery?"

Hearing Yago's question, Jacqueline did not speak, but glanced at Friesen next to him.

The captain Friesen, who had been somewhat taciturn since the day before yesterday, nodded.

.......

Fire Tree Street.

Two men wearing black felt hats + windbreakers that can be seen everywhere and holding black umbrellas came to the crossroads.

Standing at the intersection, watching the carriage passing by, the tall man among them whispered:

"His priest, yesterday, Sangote chased from the right, and I chased the left."

Another person who was slightly shorter, but also slightly taller than an ordinary man, slightly wrinkled his slightly sparse eyebrows, and asked in a cold voice:

"Why chase to the right!?"

Hearing this, the tall man trembled:

"The woman disappeared when she ran to the crossroad, and she seemed to have the means to temporarily interfere with the tracking. When we came here, we found her breath disappeared and we had to chase separately..."

"Now, Sangert's breath has completely disappeared, completely." The man with sparse eyebrows said coldly.

Hearing the "thorough" he specifically emphasized, the tall man couldn't help but feel a little puzzled:

"How is it possible!? It's only one night, how can the breath..."

Not enough, then, he seemed to think of something, and stared at the street on the right:

"Sangote was killed!? Who is it!?"

"Yes..." The man with sparse eyebrows wanted to answer, but at this moment, he suddenly stopped, and his cold gaze suddenly turned to the left, fixed on a man's body.

A middle-aged man with an elegant temperament holding a black cane, wearing a double-breasted gown and a top hat.

Without any hesitation, he immediately rushed towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man first turned his head and glanced at him, then immediately turned around, squeezed his cane, turned and ran, and threw something at him.

Seeing something flying, the man with sparse eyebrows waved his right hand, and the fine liquid shot out from his palm with webbed film between his fingers, tearing the dark, shiny round ball easily. .

However, at the moment of tearing, he felt the movement stagnate.

The white of his eyes instantly turned into an insignificant grayish-yellow, and his spiritual vision was turned on. In his field of vision, a chain-like black mist wrapped around his body.

"night guard?"

While whispering, he propped his arms, and the hazy black mist instantly shattered.

The dark chains only delayed for a moment.

When he stepped on his right foot, his figure disappeared from the original place, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared next to the elegant middle-aged man.

Amid the dim sound of splashes, a membranous right hand came out between his fingers.