1155 Believer (1/2)
”… That's all. Simon is dead, headquarters was attacked, and Clayon's authority has been elevated, but we no longer have any reinforcements…”
Within the convenience store, Nietzsche held a cup of hot cocoa, recounting everything that happened with worry lining his forehead. ”I'm too weak…”
”I thought you would blame me.” Fang Yuan put down his newspaper and smiled. ”Because of someone's irresponsibility…”
”No, I've thought it over. It's definitely not your fault. You're unrelated to this, and no one requires you to do anything, but I have this responsibility!” Nietzsche took a deep breath. ”I am ashamed of my narrow-mindedness and cowardice!”
”Congratulations, young man, you've grown up!” Fang Yuan congratulated him without meaning it.
”So… I've leaked your information as well!” A hint of cunning flashed across Nietzsche's eyes. ”You won't be rejecting more customers since you specialize in selling occult items, I presume?”
”Of course, I welcome it very much!” Fang Yuan looked behind him and saw Angelina. ”Hello, Miss Tour Guide!”
”Good day, Your Excellency…” Angelina was vigilant because she could not discern the strength of the convenience store owner across from her.
She could only see a normal person, but how was this possible?
”Welcome to my humble store. Please let me know what you require!” Fang Yuan displayed a profiteer-like smile.
”Hmm…” Angelina pondered before asking directly, ”What do you think would suit me?”
”At first glance, this beautiful lady has the temperament of an artist, and you're most suited for choosing some artworks to display home… Such as this!”
Fang Yuan snapped his fingers, and Morigu emerged with an oil painting. It was Dream!
”This…” Angelina's and Nietzsche's eyes fixated on it as they felt the extraordinary power from the oil painting.
”Impossible… Didn't Nietzsche destroy it?” Angelina could not believe her eyes. She suddenly turned toward Morigu and felt a spring of fear overflowing in her soul.
”This… No one knows if the one he destroyed was real or not, but this is only selling for ten gold punks. I'm selling it at a loss. So, do you want it?” Fang Yuan asked with a tempting voice.
”I really want it, but I still have a mortgage to pay. Can I pay for it in installments?” Angelina was slightly embarrassed.
For her, it really was a huge sum of money.
”Sorry, we don't do installments!”
Not long after he sent the disappointed Angelina away, Clayon entered with a serious face.
”Welcome, what do you need?” Fang Yuan asked with a smile, appearing as though he did not have knowledge of the men in black outside.
”Mr. Andy, don't you think you should apologize for the deception you pulled earlier?” Clayon stared at Fang Yuan, trying to pressure him.
”All right…” A smile broke out on Clayon's thin face. ”In that case, can I buy some stuff as a customer?”
”Of course, I welcome all customers!” Fang Yuan opened his arms. ”Please take your pick!”
After ten minutes, Nietzsche and Clayon held a bunch of items, threw down all their money on the counter, and left the convenience store.
At the end of the street, a few black cars immediately came over to pick them up.
”How is it? Is your feeling accurate? I used public funds to purchase them…” Clayon eyed Nietzsche.
”I believe they should all contain extraordinary powers? But I'm not quite sure…” Nietzsche was hesitant and lamented over the riches of the Investigation Agency. It was totally on a different level compared with a poor guy like him.
”The assessment is out. The strength of the target is unknown. We suspect that he's an Abyssor. He has no tendency toward violence. but has a weird personality… Suggest conducting long-term surveillance!” Clayon said quickly as a man in black next to him wrote it down.
”Send these items to the research center immediately. If the results are good, we'll allocate funds to purchase such extraordinary items in the future…”
Clayon sighed. ”I hope to increase the strength of our division against the ever-growing power of darkness in Kimbert City…”
…
In a dark underground space.
White candles shined all around, reflecting many black, swaying figures.
”Kimbert City… I can feel the summon here!”
In the middle of a stone room was a huge, strange eye sculpture. Many blood veins spread out from its vertical eye. It looked very evil.
In fact, if Morigu were here, she would have recognized it with a glance. This was a Son of Omar, an Eye of Darkness, like the one that had ruled the Arita World!
It was a progeny of Omar and had vast powers, enough to rule over a planet.
Obviously, one of the Ancients on this planet had also been an Eye of Darkness!