Chapter 433: Blood Trail

boom.

There was a crash from behind the door, and then there was silence. It seemed that the infected person who had lost his target returned to wandering aimlessly.

But the five people outside the door had strange expressions on their faces. They looked at each other and found it difficult to accept the changes in front of them.

what's the situation?

How could a whole family become infected neatly?

The group of people realized that the portrait they just saw might not have been painted for them by the city lord.

"It's hard, could it be the banquet last night?" Terry was extremely scared, "The food at the banquet also used those new grains?"

"It's not food." Miss Diana said. "I looked and saw bite marks on several people."

"Everyone has it," Lynch added, "and the tooth marks are smaller than those of ordinary people. They should be done by children."

Everyone immediately came to the conclusion that young master Jack was the most likely.

"It shouldn't be wrong, and the city lord must also know about it. Maybe he arranged everything, otherwise these people wouldn't show up here." Officer Natalie stared at the wooden door, as if she wanted to see through the wood. It's the same as the infected person, "But why did he kill his daughter and the whole family. Forget about adults, it's a bit too much to not spare even children."

"To clear weeds, we must clean them from the roots, and to kill them, we must start with the children." Lynch made a cutting motion, but then frowned, "But you can't get rid of your own roots."

"I remembered a rumor. Could it be that the rumor is true?" Terry looked in disbelief. "Little Master Jack died in an accident. He fell to death in an accident while riding a horse. But there have been rumors that it was not an accident, but Someone did something to the horse."

"A battle over inheritance?"

"The main reason is that after having the young master, the adults paid too much attention and seriously neglected the three young ladies. As a result, the ladies are resentful of the young master. But after all, they are blood relatives and should not do such a thing to their biological brothers."

"I'm afraid many people don't think it should be the case." The thousands of years of examples in his hometown are enough to form an army. Lin Qi shook his head and said, "I probably understand. I suspect that the city lord is so obsessed with this matter, maybe not for the sake of his son." He was resurrected so that his son could take revenge with his own hands. He didn’t want to decorate little Jack’s room, but to let the murderers accompany him forever.”

"This..." the police officer said in surprise, "this is too crazy."

"Isn't this world crazy enough?" Lynch sighed, "Lock the door and let's evacuate."

"Mr. Lynch." The countess pointed to the wooden door, "Are they just going to leave it alone?"

"Leave it to the city lord to deal with it when he comes back, if he can come back."

"What do you mean?" Judy habitually translated Lynch's words into the native language, which shocked Terry. "You said that the Lord of the City is also in danger?"

"In this case, who else do you think can make the city lord drop the painting and rush over with a letter? And it's a letter sent by Rocky."

"Little Master Jack."

"Or is it the person behind him? No matter who it is, at least it can be confirmed now that the body is definitely not in the City Lord's Mansion." Lin Qi clapped his hands, "We can start tracking, there is only one chance, let us find the person who caused the trouble People find out."

"Wait, what should we do?" Terry grabbed Lynch.

"What should I do? Didn't we all make appointments before?"

The knight rubbed his hands and said rather tangledly, "The city lord is not here, so there is no way to ask for martial law now."

Lynch looked at Terry with a very strange look, which made him panic, and then he said faintly: "Are you also hallucinating due to the infection? Didn't you see the city lord just now? He was talking about the plague. Do you want to make your own decision? You are also told to do a good job in martial law and control the plague at all costs. Everyone must cooperate, and you are also authorized to deal with those who refuse to cooperate. Why do you still ask me what to do? ?”

"Huh?" The knight was stunned, "Is this possible?"

"Otherwise, when the plague breaks out in the evening, everyone will become a crazy infected person?" Lynch shrugged pretending to be relaxed, "Every minute in the morning, maybe dozens more people can be saved, but this has nothing to do with me. Those people are not our fellow villagers, and there are no relatives or friends of mine among them.”

Terry closed his mouth, his expression full of struggle.

"I know you are a loyal knight and loyal to the city lord, but brother, you are a soldier, and you should know that military conditions wait for no one. There is a saying in the mythical era that when a general is fighting outside, he does not need to accept even the king's order. "

Lin Qi smiled and softened his tone:

"No one asked you to betray the city lord, you are loyal to him. Now there is a problem in his city that needs to be dealt with, and he is not here, so he cannot give the order directly. You must shoulder your due responsibilities and defend his city for him ”

"this……"

"Otherwise, when he comes back and finds the city destroyed, he asks you why you didn't deal with it in time. Are you going to tell him that he can't ask you for instructions because you're not here?"

"I understand. You are right. This is my responsibility. If you blame me for this in the future, I am willing to bear it."

Terry, the armed knight, puffed up his chest and took a deep breath, and his tone became firm:

"Sir, I will do everything according to your instructions and do my best to save the citizens. The rest is all up to you."

Lynch patted Terry on the shoulder: "Don't worry, we will also shoulder our responsibilities, for the city and ourselves."

I made a solemn promise. Now it depends on whether Miss Diana's secret method can track down the old Sven.

As the main means of combat in the Second and Third Epochs, the secret method is not simpler than ability. It is a very complex system, a bit like the magic of the hometown, but it is more effective by using forbidden knowledge and the power of evil gods.

In fact, only a small part of this kind of skills has a simplified version, and most of them are very complicated to operate. Most of the common mystical rituals nowadays are improved from those complex secret methods.

The Blood Trail is one of them. It is better to say that it is a secret ritual than a secret method, which requires a venue, casting materials and rituals.

Fortunately, since the Blood Trail originated in the Fourth Epoch, no one in this era knows about this skill, so there is no need to worry about the other party making targeted defenses.

So the four of them left the city lord's castle without looking back, and went directly back to the safest fortress. They said hello to Dr. Sven and found a quiet secret room.

The casting materials were all provided by Dr. Sven, and they were quite complete.

First of all, blood, the blood of the dire wolf.

This is the best hunter on the ice field. It can sense the blood frozen in the cold wind from a few kilometers away. It uses its blood to carve a hexagram array, which increases the caster's sensitivity to blood to the highest level.

The second is the fangs, the fangs of the blood shark.

This is the best blood seeker in the world. As long as a trace of blood is dissolved in the sea, it cannot escape the tracking of the blood shark. Use your will to carry the power of the blood shark and pursue the trajectory of blood in the air.

Miss Diana knelt quietly in the center of the hexagram array, and green smoke was curling out of the incense burner in front of her. The Countess opened and closed her lips, chanting a strange spell in a low voice. As she chanted, the green smoke in front of her slowly rotated around her as if it were alive.

Judy sat cross-legged outside the magic circle opposite her, holding a mortar without saying a word, grinding the blood shark's teeth into fine powder, watching the green smoke close into a ring, and then pouring the powder into the incense burner.

The rising smoke became thicker and thicker, and at the same time, the earl's chanting suddenly became louder.

Judy did not hesitate, opened the bottle of blood, and dripped the blood into the incense burner.

Huh, the smoke suddenly turned blood red, as if being pulled, and rushed straight to Diana, and was inhaled into her body.

Inspired by the blood and soul of the dire wolf, follow the trajectory of the target's blood in the air to find the target's hiding place.

Miss Diana has stopped chanting, closed her eyes tightly, and pursued the smell of blood.

"I came to find you, Mr. Swain, I... found you."

The earl suddenly opened her eyes, looking surprised.

"There."