Chapter 100 "The Blackbird"

But Annan's plan just now encountered unexpected resistance.

Or it can't be called resistance--

Just as Annan and Isaac left the tavern room, they hadn't had time to leave.

The next moment, Annan and Isaac were keenly aware... a very subtle space fluctuation came from somewhere in the tavern.

But Annan didn't do anything special, he just stopped in place, and a bright light suddenly ignited deep in his pupils. Isaac took a step forward and blocked Annan's half body behind him.

After another two or three seconds, they heard a clear and loud dog barking sounded in the void for no reason.

The air in front of Annan was like a paper being burned by a candle, revealing a small black hole.

At the beginning, it was only a fist-sized charred black hole, but it quickly spread and melted to the surroundings over time. In the strange scorched atmosphere, it turned into a basketball-sized hole.

A Doberman pinscher with crimson flames burning on the orange fluff on the tips of the ears, lips, and chest leaped out of the hole deftly.

It only reached Annan's thigh - compared with Annan's height, this dog is obviously not big.

It turned around twice in front of Annan and let out two loud barks again.

It was an extremely profound cry.

It was like howling a wolf that echoed far and wide in the valley at night.

Even though it was in a tavern in a busy city, the sound was not loud, but it could easily pass through the wall and spread to a long distance. But the two people nearby will not feel uncomfortable because the dog barks too loudly.

"This is the hunter's beast companion."

Isaac explained in a low voice: "Maybe it's Super Detective, probably Bronze Rank."

Annan nodded silently.

In fact, he had already guessed it—like chocolate that could escape into the shadows and teleport in the shadows. This "flaming hound" capable of tracking and teleportation should also be another type of animal companion.

but……

This is pretty cool.

Annan sighed in his heart.

He didn't panic at all, and even wanted to squat down and stroke the dog.

And when Annan thought this way, his body was already moving like this.

The dark red flames were burning all over the body, and the tall and straight black hound didn't have the slightest fear of Annan.

It leaned over very intimately, lowered its body, whimpered and whimpered, and its slender and extremely short tail flicked.

Annan just squatted down and stretched out his hand. The hunting dog who came to search for Annan put his head into Annan's palm and began to rub his head against Annan's hand.

And Annan just tilted his head and looked at the dog with a smile, while gently smoothing its fur.

——This is the appeal from the "Lord of Glory".

It's like when Skeletal Lord just appears in the sight of others, it can make people frightened to the point of despair.

And the rotten man has not yet appeared, and when he just exists in this city, a strange aroma will float in the air for no reason.

The reason why Zhi Ji wants to conceal her own sense of existence is also because she is worried that her "abnormal beauty" will instantly penetrate the opponent's barriers of reason and dissolve the opponent's personality.

Even a silver-ranked Transcendent would always be "the most eye-catching one" when talking among the crowd. A silver-rank transcendent among a group of mortals, even if he was dressed exactly the same as the others, and when the camera swept across him, he would always notice him immediately.

It's like a bunch of densely packed numbers, the only difference

A transcendent whose soul has completed the dyeing ceremony, even if he reveals his presence a little, does not need to completely remove the seal of the curse, and it will directly cause abnormalities in the entire city.

This kind of abnormality that can easily penetrate into the outside world is the strongest in the golden stage. After becoming gods, they will become much lighter and easier to control; and those righteous gods are no different from ordinary people in appearance.

Even if you are in close contact with the righteous gods, as long as the righteous gods don't want to, it won't have any effect.

This is a kind of control over extraordinary power.

This is also why golden-rank transcendents usually live in places far away from crowds and downtown areas. Because they have just reached the stage where they possess extremely strong extraordinary power, but happen to be the most difficult to control.

Of all the gods, the omens of the rotting man are the most pronounced, not because he is particularly strong...but because he is the weakest.

Just when Annan smiled at the hunting dog, the drowsy sunshine at the end of May suddenly lost its scorching heat and became cool and refreshing; all the lights in Black Sail Town suddenly The time brightened three times; all the people with eye diseases in the city, no matter how serious, were cured in the blink of an eye without a sound.

"……excuse me."

And at this time.

With a lazy and low voice, the sound of the bar door opening came from below them.

After a while, a middle-aged man walked up the stairs with heavy steps.

An Nan could feel his exhaustion just by listening to his steps. It's like the feeling when you can't walk before you get home after a hard day of study or work, and you can only go upstairs slowly step by step.

And Annan looked along the voice.

It was found that the person who went upstairs from there was a man who gave people a strong impression of a "community animal".

His brown hair was combed back and meticulously groomed, and his face was full of tiredness that could not be concealed. Even for Denisauer at the end of May, he was wearing rather heavy and formal clothes. On the outside of the shirt, there is also a pure black double-breasted jacket similar to a military uniform.

Annan noticed that all the buttons on his body had Denisaua's national emblem-it was an abstract pattern of a crown standing on a triple mountain.

As soon as the man came up, he was a little surprised to see how close his dog was to Annan.

"Charlie."

I saw the man softly called out to his dog.

Although the hound named Xia Li had a humanized "it's a pity" expression, it quickly pulled its head out of Annan's hand and turned around in front of Annan.

So the man walked up to Annan, showed a certificate to Annan, and at the same time said in a low and sticky voice with barely enough energy, "Hello, this is the spell and Special Bureau for Ritual Crimes. You may call me 'Blackbird'."

"Hello, Blackbird."

Annan said gently: "May I ask you what you can do?"

After Annan said this, the blackbird was like a conditioned reflex. He pulled out a white jade token from his pocket.

Holding the jade card, he pointed at Annan slightly as if holding a microphone, and at the same time said quickly: "Please don't worry, sir, we are just asking as usual. Because Xia Li smells that you and a wanted person we are looking for We need to know more information. Of course, you can also choose to refuse to answer or leave wrong information, but you need to sign your name in our record and be responsible for the above words and deeds.

"If you refuse to answer or the information is obviously wrong, we will investigate your identity background without disturbing your normal life to determine whether you are related to it. In addition, if you can provide effective information, We will also give certain rewards."

"Blackbird" quickly read out a long series of opening remarks in a voice that Annan could barely hear... as if he rented his mouth and was in a hurry to return it.

After the blackbird finished speaking, it nodded slightly to Annan, moved its mouth, and added "sorry" to Annan with a silent mouth shape.

"So here, first of all, what is your name and job?"

asked the blackbird.

"I am Annan Coldwinter."

Annan showed a gentle smile: "This generation is the Grand Duke of the Duchy of Winter."