156 Caught With His Pants Down (1/2)

Distortion look at the priest sitting in front of him with a serious expression on his face while he used the Cannibalized Thoughts skill to torture him. Psychic Energy in the shape of hands were inside the priest's skull and the fingers were connected to the different parts of the limbic system trying to break his mental defenses and stealing away all of the priest's memories.

Two days Before….

”General, there is a lot of movement from the Devas something big is happening”

”What do you mean… We just got one of their trump cards, they should be turning back to their territory with their tails between their legs”

Distortion released his aura and continued, ”It better be something important and not some news about how Omega farted and made all his subordinates stayed in the room until the smell dissipated”.

The little Ratonga that brought news about the Gourmet's defeat almost roll on the floor laughing but regained his composure immediately, he knew that behind that friendly neighborhood face was a follower of Louxx and had very sinister hobbies.

”It is true general, last night I was in the tavern on main street and it was crazy, me and my best friend were having a good time when we met this 2 chicks that dress like nuns but they were fire!!!”

”Cough... Cough… get to the point”

”Sorry Sir… Anyways we end up at their place and they were a couple of freaks”

”Cough...Cough”

”Sorry Sir... I was very drunk last night and when I woke up, I didn't know where I was so I got ready to take my walk of shame when I realized that I was at the main teleportation building of the Devas and they were so busy sending messengers everywhere that they didn't even notice I was there and they all had the Seal of the Silverwing Auction House and you know who uses that seal”

”Sigfrid” Said distortion while frowning.

Everyone in the room quiet down and waited for Distortion to made his mind.

”What exactly was Omega planning” thought Distortion to himself.

Distortion doubted that it was to bring more elites over, the ones already on their territory were the best of the best and there was still a couple of days until the next wave of portals opened and in the grand scheme of things what would another 12,000 warriors do, ”The answer was nothing”.

”I don't think it is anything to worry about but if it is then we will need to contact our guy, you know what to do”

The ratonga disappeared from the spot he was standing and reappeared on the roof of the building and enter stealth blending into his surroundings. The Town of Belfast was the melting pot of the war and there was only one place where information could be acquired and that was precisely the place where the black market was located, the sewers.

The ratonga reached a clothing store but didn't approached it right away, it was no secret that this was one of the entrances to the black market for the Asura side and it was under surveillance from the other side 24/7.

There was no fighting allowed inside Belfast and this rule was monitor by level 45 guards that patrol the town all day and night, punis.h.i.+ng any signs of confrontation by dead no questions asked. The Devas love to annoy their counterparts by sitting 2 good alignment followers one at each side of the door looking at the people that came in and out.

This usually didn't caused any problems to the Ratonga as he was a master a.s.sa.s.sin but he realized that something had changed. He felt that there was something weird happening as the usual people sitting around were not there and instead a weird feeling a.s.sailed him and he knew what it was, it was the Skill Tracking.

The used of the skill definitely confirmed that there was something big at play and he knew that it was impossible to go inside through that entrance, he had no other choice but to move to the next and then the next but they were all a no go.

”KE KE KE…I guess I really need to contact our guy” Only distortion knew the ident.i.ty of the spy in question and it sucked that they have to activate the mole so early but they had no choice.

The a.s.sa.s.sin made a V line to the outskirts of the town and manage to kill a small critter the size of a rat and put it in a bag before heading to the area of town known as the territory of the devas where a Church looking establishment stood.

The church had a patio where many low level clerics just hangout and mingle with each other, among the many clicks there was a particular large one that center around a female that look extremely pure and radiant.

The group was immerse in simple conversation when they heard a scream coming from the right side of the patio where a girl with her face covered in blood yelled at the top on her lungs when a mangled critter felled from the sky, it was an extremely ominous sign.

Everybody turned to look at the bloodied girl and fail to notice the weird expression on the popular female that stare at the critter and trembled.