Strongest Demon Hunter of All-Heavens - Chapter 506

afternoon.

Cole handled the relevant affairs of the Ministry.

Prepare to set off with Claudia to the karadishan site to find clues related to the third disaster relic.

When you go out.

I happened to run into gene Andorra running all the way.

As soon as they met, he hurriedly dragged cole to an empty office and closed the door.

Maybe I was in bed some time ago, resulting in physical exhaustion.

Chien put his hands on his knees and gasped for a while. Then he held the edge of the table, straightened up and frowned, “minister, I know where the East Tibet is.

Vera told me yesterday that there was a pocket watch buried in Rolando’s grave with pictures of him and his first lover.

Hoo

Originally I was just skeptical, but in the process of discussing with Professor Valentine, who studies the history of demon hunters, there was a very ancient love poem about Banan Behan.

It praises his love story of a woman.

The woman’s name is Chailin Feins.

After that, I spent one night consulting hundreds of books with Professor Valentine. As a result, we really found the clue to the breakthrough of the case.

According to the Memoirs of nephew Ian sprehall, the demon hunter, he mentioned that his uncle had an affair with a lady… Although he didn’t know his name or where the lady lived, she had a very rare surname: Feins.

Then we had a telephone conversation with a professor of ancient language system at Golden Harbor University. He was sure that the surname Feins came from a small ancient country that had been destroyed. After deconstruction, it means: sad singing.

Finally, at Miss Amelia’s side, I confirmed the full name of the woman in Rolando’s picture, Shannon Feins… ”

Cole frowned. “Do you suspect Roland’s memory has been tampered with?”

Qien took a deep breath and said, “the whole thing may be more complicated, not just tampering with memory. The noumenon of the holy instrument of disaster probably already has some self-consciousness and is trying to break away from the control of the etheric world and become a living person.

Once successful… She could become the new sister Shipton.

I have arranged for someone to go to the Royal Cemetery and dig Rolando’s grave. Your Excellency, we have to go and get the pocket watch right away. ”

Although it is only speculation at present.

But it’s about the first witch in history, sister Shipton, who can be called the source of all evil.

Cole asked Miss Shane to submit a top secret handwritten letter written by him to the Council.

Then he and gene rushed to the Royal Cemetery.

Involving the royal family.

And for absolute confidentiality.

Chien did not use his power and ordered the imperial police station to set up a cordon around the cemetery.

Before Rolando’s tomb, there were only two of them and a grave keeper responsible for digging the tomb.

however.

Things are going exceptionally well.

It was so smooth that gene once doubted whether his speculation and analysis were wrong.

You know.

Even if we find clues about the two cases related to the sacred vessels of disaster, it is difficult to get close to them. There will be all kinds of obstacles to stop them.

Jump off the pit.

Gene found the well preserved pure gold pocket watch in the wet soil, handed it to Cole and said, “I found it.”

A cemetery with spring rain.

The thin mist common in imperial capital rises.

Dead trees that have not yet sprouted stand neatly.

The atmosphere was quiet.

Weird.

Cole opened the cover of the watch. The photos inside turned yellow and soft after being damp underground.

The fading caused by the tide spots has completely corroded the girl who originally stood on the other side of Roland with a sweet smile, as if she had never existed.

This time.

In the quiet cemetery, Cole’s ear was only the patter of rain.

In the white mist.

Qien and the tomb guards all stood in place in silence.

Suddenly.

With the effort of shaking God, Cole only felt a wordless grief in his heart, which was the ultimate grief of losing his beloved forever, just like suffocation.

The name of a woman quietly emerged in his memory: Amelia Fiennes.

Inexplicable.

A sad song from the far shore sounded.

It’s like crying and telling, it’s breathtaking.

Unspeakable agitation and hatred made him eager to kill someone.

Kill the woman whose face coincides with the lover in the depths of memory.

The pure gold pocket watch in his hand fell into the soil.

The scenes of love in the past surfaced in my heart.

This love gradually changes into hatred and hatred, which constantly corrodes Cole’s soul and will.

until.

The demon hunter’s eyes crossed the dull Qien and the tomb keeper and stopped at a beautiful woman deep in the woods.

She was wearing a gorgeous black court dress.

His face is blurred.

But you can clearly see her beautiful smiling face.

A pleasant voice sounded in my ear: “honey, do you miss me?”

later.

The photos in the pure gold pocket watch are like thousands of years of weathering until they disappear.

Unspeakable power.

Like greasy tentacles that transcend reality, he climbed Cole’s right hand and spread to his chest bit by bit along his skin.

When the faint figure in the distance and the smile on his face became sweeter and sweeter.

It’s like Cole sinking into absolute fantasy and darkness.

Suddenly throw away the pure gold pocket watch.

Take out a cigarette, lower your head and light it.

Exhale the muddy smoke and frown, “do you really think you can control my will so easily, little bastard?”

The voice fell.

Face the roar of the demon hunter and crush all the dark steel will.

The cemetery interfered by invisible evil forces sent out a silent shock.

Like broken glass.

Drizzle.

White fog.

Woman.

One after another.

The grave keeper returned to normal, but he knew nothing about what had just happened.

Look at the pure gold pocket watch that fell to the ground.

Gene frowned.

His keen sixth sense and the power of dark revelation made him aware that there were some extremely weak evil forces around him.

“Cole…”

Motioned him not to speak or stretch out.

He took out the five pound note, handed it to the grave keeper and said, “I need to talk to him alone. I’ll come back and fill it up in half an hour.”

There’s a tip.

Of course the grave keeper would.

After he left.

Kohl took out the magic crystal bottle for God taking. It was a container with the same shape as the test tube, but the material was cold and there were many fine carvings on the surface.

Open the cork that looks like wood.

Move the bottle mouth to the side of your forehead.

A thought.

The false memory made up by the holy vessel of disaster, like a ribbon of liquid light, falls into the crystal bottle.

Caught in it.

There is also a face constructed by changing, distorted and pale light.