Lalayer Opera House.

Chief Filloymea of ​​the Secret Service was sitting in the No. 3 box on the second floor of the Opera House with a man in black.

This man in black robe looks a bit similar to Philoimea.

Philoimea's eyes were deep and cold. He looked at the opera that was intoxicating to the audience, but frowned in displeasure.

He suddenly turned around and looked at the man in black robe and spoke. Under his voice, his voice was not loud and his emotions were not ups and downs, but he had an official power that could not be opposed or questioned.

"Did you send someone to intercept a sheriff in our General Police Station? I heard someone have seen you at auction, otherwise a few low-level supernatural people at level 1 and 2 would not dare to act so blatantly in Lalaye.

Do you think that it is as easy as stabbing someone who is unhappy with the interception and killing?

Do you think that all the underground forces in Lalaye are bloody, and you dare to intercept the sheriff for something outside. Do you think we police are cowards?

If you didn't know clearly before intercepting the kill, you didn't expect that you wouldn't send a good man to intercept the kill, and you were killed like a mow.

Do you know that if you report this matter to the Chief Police Inspector, all your layouts in Lalaye will be lost. Don’t think that you are so stupid. I don’t know, I just don’t bother to talk about you.

If you don’t succeed, you will be more than good at defeating things. The Chief Police Officer knows. In order to protect his face, all your Dark Soul Club will die by then. Do you know how big a thing this is?"

My dear brother, are you betting on the power of the Black Souls Club in Lalayer and your life and death, and you dare to bet?"

"childish!!"

Gary Telito listened to the lessons that followed, and he raised his head and looked at Philoimea. The whole room was suddenly in a state of dismay.

After a while, Gary Telito gave up his silence and said with a smile:

"Brother, am I fine now?"

After hearing this, Philoimea sneered: "So you think it's good now?"

He picked up the teacup on the coffee table and took a sip, and then said, "I tell you, my brother will be promoted to Wangdu soon. You are the president of the branch of the Black Souls Club. Take care of your own acceptance for me, but don't make trouble for me at this time. Do you understand?"

Gary Telito nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and assured: "I understand. I will stay quietly at the Lalaye branch of the Black Souls Club during this period, and will never cause trouble."

Philoimea said helplessly with a look of regret, "In the future, change your habit of starting to do something first and then using your brain. Fortunately, it is my subordinate who can suppress it.

My subordinate is a third-level extraordinary person. You can prepare some good things later. It is best to be a strange thing that can be used in the third-level. I will bring it to him tomorrow, and this matter will be over.

Gary, you can take a little more time in the future.”

"Brother, I'll listen to you. I'll send someone to find strange things."

After Gary Telito finished speaking, he waved to the members of the Dark Souls Club next to him.

The middle-aged Black Souls member quickly walked to him, bent down slightly, and asked in a low voice:

"President, what are your instructions?"

"You bring the mid-level bat-winged magic in the treasure house." Gary Telito thought carefully before telling him.

"yes!"

The middle-aged black soul member responded and left the private room directly.

Twenty minutes later, just as the opera was about to end, the mid-level bat-winged creature was brought.

The bat wings are all blood red, and they look a little strange. They don’t want the normal bat wings to be all black.

"Brother, I'm bleeding a lot. This bat wing is from the bat wings of a vampire bat, a mid-level flying object."

"I know, I'll take this away. Even if this matter is over, I'll keep a low profile recently."

As soon as Philoimea finished speaking, the opera house ended. He waved his hand to Gary and left directly.

After a while, Gary Telito also returned to the Dark Souls Branch Office in the Lalayer Market area.

Gary Telito gathered all the backbone together to announce the latest plan, and emphasized that everyone must not cause trouble in the near future, and must be a human being with their tails in hand.

A backbone asked in confusion: "President, when will our days end?"

"Well, I'll inform all the backbones here at the meeting. Okay, who else has any questions?" asked Gary Telitor.

"No!"

"No problem!"

"No!"

"Nothing really is."

Everyone answered one after another.

"Okay, let's go!"

Gary Telito left first after saying that.

A group of backbones also followed and left.

…………

In a simple but luxurious attic, it still looks like a copper statue with fish-shaped gills on its head, webbed hands and feet, but with scales on its body, with a thick and long tail with dorsal fin extending from the head to the end of the tail.

The statue was enshrined in front of the statue with broken limbs and internal organs. The man in white police uniform looked crazy and then saluted with both hands.

He kept dancing a strange dance, and while shaking his hands, he kept chanting loudly:

"The great sea god Dagon, you are omniscient and omnipotent, you are the king of the deep sea, the incarnation of the essence of the ocean, the master of the deep diving,..."

"I am willing to serve you, follow your will, spread your faith in the world, and preach your sacredness..."

"Your believers have something to report to you and welcome your arrival..."

Suddenly, the offering in front of the statue disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling light enveloped the entire attic, and an evil aura filled the entire space. White mist surged out from the bronze statue, and a black shadow appeared, and the fishy smell of the entire attic suddenly became even stronger.

"What do you have to report today?"

The black shadow gradually reached the bright spot, with fish-shaped gills on the head, extremely protruding eyes, webbed hands and feet, but the human body has tiny scales and an extremely short tail, which looks like a fishman and a frogman.

It turns out that it is the priest of the deep-sea evil god of the deep-sea tribe - Gusta, the son of the sea, Hunter, and Deep-sea.

The man in the white police uniform organized the language first, and then said seriously: "Dear priest, just yesterday, the central magic circle hub for the sacrifice was set up by me in person in the police station in the city center."

The evil god priest kept turning the blue bone staff in his hand while listening. He said in a low voice: "You are doing well. Our deep diving tribe's layout is about to end in a week. After the matter is completed, you can take revenge."

The man in the white police uniform asked curiously again:

"I understand, what task do I have this time?"

The evil god priest paused, and then slowly said, "You only need to wait for God's call."
Chapter completed!