Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 75: Mystery

"Of course you have to give us an explanation. J! Spades has used so many resources just to hunt down a rank ten kid. Furthermore, this operation itself has not been authorized by us. This is a serious violation of the rules!" The woman scolded sternly.

"Three brothers, please believe me. That is no ordinary prey." The masked man said, "He is the grandson of Bescot Patriarch Horn and the son of his youngest daughter, Lanny. His name is Allen, and he landed on the surface half a year ago. He was sold by the Black Widows Hunting Group to a surface merchant to take part in the death arena in place of his son, giving him a chance to re-enter Babylon."

"It was also because of the death arena that Horn was able to recognize him and bring him back to the family. According to my information, Horn has already announced Allen's identity to his immediate blood and family allies. If nothing unexpected happens, Horn will help the child enter the heir rankings, and his ranking will not be too low."

"So what?" '"Will there be fewer heirs to Horn? Are you going to hunt them down one by one? Also, J of Spades, I heard you were a little unhappy with Beth Cod. Are you sure this isn't using the resources of the Concealment Society to meet your personal needs? For example, fighting a competitor?" Said the voice on the screen.

"There is absolutely no such thing!" Spade J denied, "There is a reason why I would make a hunting judgement or even bypass the normal procedure and launch an attack without a few warrants. Coincidentally, in the death ring, the committee arranged for Hughton to be a mentor to this youth."

"Hughton? That crazy old drunkard? Back then, it was definitely a mistake for him to refuse to join us. Look at him now, can that trembling hand still design a Magic Cube sequence that is above the tenth rank?" The man on the screen on the right laughed.

"That's right, Hughton is no longer as important as before. He can't even be reused by the Federation." Spade J nodded his head and said, "But don't forget, he didn't forget that knowledge. And with that knowledge, he helped Allen modify the restrictions on the use of a magical weapon, thereby helping Allen on another level."

"Alright, even so, so what?"

"The problem is that Alan visited Hughton before heading to the surface to hunt down the Black Widow. Before that, I heard that Hughton was interested in teaching the child about the Magic Cube sequence." Spade J waved his fist to emphasize the weight of his words, "Please imagine what would happen if Beth Cod, a ferocious beast, were to master the development of magical weapons?"

'"It's not just Beth Curd who has mastered the ability to develop magic power. Besides, it's hard to say if that youth has the talent to do so. If you attack for this, J. Spade, I can only think that you've gone too far." The person in the middle of the screen said, "From what you've said, J. Spades, I think you're still inclined towards personal reasons rather than the bigger picture." Therefore, you must take care of all the related aftermath work yourself. Will Light Concealment lend you any more resources? This is your problem, and you should know what will happen if the same thing happens again in the future. "

"Remember, don't interfere too much. We are watchers in the darkness, not fighters in the sun! Our tentacles are spread across the galaxies, trying to secretly balance everything to prevent or delay its arrival. If you use the rights we give you for personal gain, we regret to say that we will erase all information about you. Don't forget, apart from you, the Earth Federation also has Plum Blossom Q and Red Heart K. You are not our only choice. "

The meeting seemed to have come to an end, and the sound waves on the three screens calmed down one by one. The masked man stood there in a daze for a long time before he said, "What do you know?" You call yourself inspectors in vain, but have you seen the undercurrents under the general trend? Don't tell me you're just ignoring Beth Cod's actions in recent years. That's right, there are also a few other clans that have mastered the ability to develop magic energy weapons. "But only Beth Cod can't. Once they have the ability to develop magical weapons, it's like equipping a beast with a blade!"

"You've all underestimated that old Horn. You've underestimated the destructive power of this clan. It's already too late to keep removing its fangs. By the time it opens its teeth and claws, it'll be too late!"

The eyes behind the mask were bloodshot, looking so crazy!

A door was pushed open, and the dust floating in the sunlight behind the door instantly flew up like a dancing elf. Horn's gaze fell on a bed that was stained with blood. Several family doctors and assistants were tidying up and retreating. A woman sat up on the bed with bandages all over her body. The snow-white bandages were gradually dyed red by the blood that was still oozing out, like the red maple leaves that covered the ground in autumn.

"How are you doing?" Horn asked.

The woman nodded and said, "No big deal. Master, it's just that you may not be able to carry out your mission in the near future."

"It doesn't matter. Don't worry about recuperating."

"Master, please punish me." The woman raised her head and said, "I didn't protect Young Master Allen."

"It doesn't matter. He's still alive and well. But you're still desperate. There's obviously another way "

The woman let out a hoarse laugh. "But time didn't allow it, but I didn't expect Young Master Allen to survive. He was a level 16 assassin."

"Perhaps Ellen was a bit lucky. I heard that the killer finally shot down the Morsen family's little demon." Horn said seriously, "Do you know the identity of the other party?"

"I'm not sure. It's a fellow I've never seen before."

"I see." Horn nodded and said, "Take good care of your injuries. I'll give you a three-month vacation."

"I don't need to rest for so long. A month is enough."

"Anna " Horn's gaze turned gentle. "You should go home and see the baby, shouldn't you?"

After leaving the room that smelled of disinfectant and blood, Horn returned to his study. Housekeeper Helsing had been waiting for a long time. As soon as Horn entered, the butler stepped forward and said, "Master, the attack has been handed over to the Security Department. Mr. Andrew called just now to ask what you mean?"

"Leave it to him." Horn sat down and asked, "How is Alan?"

"Young Master has been treated at St. Mary's Hospital. There are a total of 31 knife wounds on his body, five of which are more serious, but he is not seriously injured. However, he will have to undergo two operations. It will be about a month before he can return to Fort Ugarte."

"Then, do you have any news about the murderer?"

Hai Xin shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Mr. Andrew also said that the other party did it very cleanly. The two deceased were unable to find any matching information in the federal gene bank and their bodies have been destroyed. Now Mr. Andrew has started investigating the island's entry records for the past month, hoping to find clues."

Horn shook his head and said, "He can't find it. The other party's hands and feet are so clean that they won't leave any obvious flaws in this area." But we can't remain silent about what has happened. Not to mention Ellen, even an ordinary member of our family wouldn't be able to do anything good. Mr. Helsing, please issue a commission between the Hunting Group's mission platform and the underground assassin organization. Rats that hide deeper have blocked the underground passageway. I want to see if you want to come up, hmph! "

Seeing Horn getting ready to work, Helsing couldn't help but say, "Master, aren't you going to see Young Master?"

"I want to, but I can't go. At least I can't go now." Horn raised his head and smiled bitterly, "Mr. Helsing, God knows how much I want to see Alan now." I've lost Lanny, and I can't afford to lose Alan anymore. But first I am the patriarch of Bescot, the father of six children, and finally Allen's grandfather. At least I can't be too inclined towards him, at least not on the surface, until Ellen shows his talent. That's not a good thing for him. "

Helen nodded, because that would only make Alan attract too many enemies before his wings were full. There had never been a shortage of geniuses in the history of the Federation, but geniuses that had attracted much attention had always perished before he could shine. Horn's actions were precisely to avoid bringing Alan too much attention.

"By the way, Mr. Helsing." Horn suddenly raised his head and calmly said, "Go and check the income and expenditure of each member of the clan. I hope that mouse will not be among us."

In that instant, a cold light flashed in Horn's eyes. Killing intent that was like ice shards caused Helen's entire body to turn cold.

Alan looked out of the window. In the clean blue sky, a magical flying ship slanted up, leaving behind a pale blue light trail in the sky. He yawned and leaned down on the bed somewhat exhausted. He had just undergone an operation, and the knife wounds on his upper body, hands and feet had covered his entire body with bandages. He looked like a mummy that had just been unearthed.

He was currently in the VIP ward of St. Mary's Hospital, and the 30-square-meter suite was decorated very warmly. The wooden floor was bare and the Mona Lisa hanging on the wall comforted the patient, even if it was just a fake. The green phoenix-tailed bamboo beside the window was rising gently in the wind, and a string of wind bells hanging on the windowsill collided with a pleasant note. All of this is designed to make patients forget that they are in the hospital and relax.

Of course, its daily fee was definitely not low, at least that was a sum that Allen did not want to inquire about.

On the table beside the bed, the Devil's Praise was placed there. Not long ago, Adele had used it to peel an apple, but instead of falling into Allen's mouth, the apple had fallen into the stomach of the Mawson family's eldest young miss. Looking at the dagger, Alan remembered the scene at that time. As he used the devil's salute to fight the killer, the strange ability of the dagger appeared again.

Every time the killer's body was sliced open, the dagger would suck up every drop of blood that landed on it. Moreover, Alan discovered that not only did it absorb fresh blood, it also absorbed the killer's Origin Energy, which he had never noticed before.

Or perhaps, the Devil Praise itself had such an ability. It was just that Ellen had used it to cut down people with Origin Energy at the end of the day, so he hadn't discovered it.

But in this way, the mystery of the devil's praise became even deeper!