I Became the King of Villains In the Game Chapter 425

  Chapter 425 The Home of Saint Ai

  Chen Lun led the seven team members directly into the turbulent flow.

  The blurred and distorted black-blue horizon immediately flew backwards, and everyone felt as if their bodies were being dragged by hundreds of hands, and the inexplicable pulling force came from all directions.

  Time creates an illusion that is difficult to judge at this moment. It seems that several minutes have passed, and it seems that only a few seconds have passed.

   When everyone came back to their senses, they found themselves standing in a spacious wheat field.

  Breeze blowing, very comfortable.

   Surrounded by wheat seedlings that have not been planted for a long time, the eyes are full of greenery.

   Farther away, there are scarecrows standing in the wheat fields, long fences, a row of farmhouses and the outline of buildings at the end.

"where is this place?"

  Wells looked at the surrounding scene and asked in a deep voice.

   "It's not clear yet, but from the environmental point of view, it should be the northern part of the empire."

   Xibei observed the environment and said softly.

   "Rahn, you and Xibei should go to the vicinity to find out the situation and find out where we are."

  Chen Lun gave instructions to the two young players.

   "No problem, Captain."

  Lahn and Sibei nodded, saluted their chests and responded, then rushed out of the wheat field with a swish, and headed towards the farmhouse across the afterimage.

   "Wells, the five of you are searching the vicinity to see if there are any traces of polluting creatures... Twenty minutes later, everyone converges on the road on the north side of the wheat field."

  Chen Lun continued to give orders to the team members.

   "Yes, Captain."

  The rest of the team members obeyed his orders, discussed briefly, and went in different directions tacitly. Chen Lun silently observed the surrounding scene, and walked slowly.

  'This spiritual turbulence connects the third layer of the spiritual world and the present world, but the polluting creatures that are thrown out will not gather in the same area, and they may be scattered around several kilometers. '

  He thought to himself, walking along the way to the main road on the north side of the wheat field.

  Chen Lun's sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, trying to search for traces of polluting creatures, but found nothing. This is a very ordinary and peaceful suburban farm, not as chaotic and barren as imagined.

  'There is no pollution at all... which is a bit strange. '

  His brows are slightly wrinkled.

   After thinking for a while, Chen Lun took out a poker card and played it in his hand, and did some divination by the way.

   "Polluted creatures have descended here from the spirit world."

   Swish Swish Swish!

  The playing cards popped out by themselves, giving three positive signs.

  Chen Lun narrowed his eyes slightly.

   "Fouling creatures have wreaked havoc here."

  He went on to the second divination.

  This time, the three playing cards gave the opposite answer.

  Negative!

  'Since the polluting organisms were thrown here, but no damage was done to it…could it be that the local shelter found them in time and cleaned them up? '

   Chen Lun was thinking.

   Not long after, the members of the investigation team returned one after another.

  First of all, it was Lahn and Xibei. After asking the farmer of the farmhouse, they learned that this piece of land belonged to the town of St. Ai, a very ordinary small town, belonging to Privet City of Linbang.

  The inspection results of Wells, Federica and the other five were quite consistent, that is, no traces of polluting organisms were found.

  Everyone was a little puzzled. Obviously, the turbulence in the spirit world leads to this town. They also saw many polluted crocodiles being sucked into the turbulence and disappeared, so why is there no trace here?

  Chen Lun was slightly taken aback when he heard La En's report.

  'Santa's Hometown… Isn't this the place recorded in the manuscript I got in the museum of the Simon family in Peacock City? Mr. Sid of the Mitchell family mentioned this town in his travel essay, and expressed his hope to spend his old age here. '

   He shook his head.

  Noticing that the team members were all looking at him, Chen Lun said:

   "Although the situation is a bit unexpected, we still need to confirm it again and again."

  He turned his head and looked at the buildings in the distance.

   "Let's go to the town of Saint Ai's Township first. It's best to check with the local shelter, maybe we can get some information from them."

   "Yes, Captain."

  The team members didn't have any objections, and even the three thorns in Mattison honestly bowed their heads in response.

   The investigation group were all Sequence Five Transcendents, who belonged to the elite of the Middle Sequence. Their physical strength was not outstanding, but it was far beyond the average level. They entered the town in a short while.

  Looking at the scene on the street, Chen Lun couldn't help feeling that Mr. Sid really had a good eye.

  There are not many horse-drawn carriages on the spacious road, and there is no rush, and the leisurely driving time does not sound like crazy bells in a big city, and the environment is peaceful. Rows of tall landscape trees are planted on both sides of the street, with luxuriant branches and leaves.

  On the wooden benches by the roadside, many elderly people can be seen relaxing and chatting.

  There are very few shops here, and it seems that all the locals who visit here are very familiar with each other, and they will chat enthusiastically when shopping.

   "Captain, the shelter station of the village of Saint Ai is just ahead."

   At this time, Lahn pointed to a three-story building not far away and said.

  The building is located directly across from the street junction with no other adjacent buildings.

"Ok."

  Chen Lun nodded to show he knew.

   Immediately, he led the crowd to the fence outside the building, and pressed the doorbell next to the gate.

  beep...beep...

  A long while.

  A male voice came from the fixed intercom:

   "Who? What's the matter?"

  Chen Lun said calmly:

   "A team of the Imperial Jury, I'm captain Jack Speight, number 01061... We are on a mission, and we stopped by the village of Saint Ai to investigate. If there are related matters, we need to call the intelligence database of the shelter branch in this place."

  The voice on the other end of the walkie-talkie froze.

   It seems that the sound of inhalation can be heard faintly.

   Soon, the male voice sounded again, but it was obviously a lot more nervous.

   "Please... please wait a moment, Sir Jack, I will notify the person in charge immediately."

"ASAP."

  Chen Lun said something lightly.

   An investigation team of eight people stood quietly at the entrance of the building.

  Their positions are very particular, three people inside, four people outside, guarding the captain Jack, while scanning the surroundings without a trace, paying attention to every corner.

   This is the basic quality of the members of the imperial jury, and they will never let down their vigilance at any time.

   Soon, the iron door of the shelter building opened with a bang, and a dozen people walked quickly inside, all wearing black uniforms. The leader was a middle-aged man with a scar on his left cheek.

   "Sir Jack, the leader of the asylum in the village of Saint Ai, Mata."

  The middle-aged man walked up to Chen Lun and the others, touching his chest and saluting humbly.

  The Imperial Tribunal can be said to be the higher-level unit of the asylum. Except for the person in charge at the main city level in the asylum in each region, the rest of the people should be called officers even if they see ordinary members of the jury.

   "Everyone, please, if there is anything you need to do, you can discuss it in detail in the conference room."

   Mata asked respectfully.

  Chen Lun nodded, and raised his hand to signal the team members to follow him in.

   After a while.

  Investigation A group of people left the shelter building.

  But everyone's expressions were full of doubts. Lahn glanced at the captain who was walking in the front, and asked involuntarily:

   "Captain, this matter is too strange, even the local shelter has not found traces of polluted creatures... Could it be that the turbulence in the spiritual world threw polluted creatures to other places?"

   "Impossible. Although the turbulence will bring the disorder of things in the spirit world to the present world, it must also follow the rules of the mysterious realm...Since we have been teleported here, the polluting creatures will never be too far apart."

   Wells said in a deep voice.

   "But the local shelter is located in this area, so it's not like there are no clues."

  Xibei frowned, she thought for a while and said:

   "Unless... the shelter here is hiding something and deceiving us."

  Chen Lun listened silently to the discussion of the team members, shook his head and said:

   "Leader Mata is not lying."

  Everyone was slightly taken aback.

  They thought to themselves, since the captain said so, it shouldn't be a problem with the shelter. The captain had definitely used some method to test the team leader just now.

  Chen Lun's eyes were deep.

  'What is certain is that the polluting creatures were indeed thrown into the village of Sheng'ai by the turbulent currents of the spirit world, but they were eliminated shortly after their arrival... Not only did the shelter not know about it, but they didn't even leave a trace. '

  Chen Lun thought about the results of the previous divination, and always felt that there was some secret hidden behind this matter.

  'Either there is some hidden power in this little-known town, or someone is secretly protecting it. '

  He led the crowd walking on the street, and spoke slowly:

   "Since there are no polluting creatures here, we don't need to spend too much energy to continue the investigation... The most urgent task is to investigate the root of the pollution deep in the spirit world."

   "Yes, Captain."

   Everyone replied.

  Chen Lun nodded slightly, intending to find a hidden place to return to the spirit world.

  He took a last look at this seemingly ordinary and peaceful town, and his eyes were suddenly attracted by an old man. The other party leaned on the bench by the street, staring at the empty space ahead with a smile on his face, and said to himself:

"Is what you said true?"

  The old man tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening.

  He nodded immediately, with a slightly relieved expression.

"It turns out that my time has come... It seems that Little Muken will need to rely on himself in the future. I have already written the will, and I will leave the old house to him. It's something hundreds of years old.”

  The team members noticed the abnormality of the captain, and immediately followed his gaze to look at the old man, each with a strange expression.

  In their eyes, the old man may have some mental problems, and he looks a little out of order. Afterwards, the old man fell into a long silence, his eyes dazed, wondering what he was thinking.

"Let's go."

  Chen Lun didn't want to waste any more time, and after greeting his teammates, he left the street.

   Shortly after the investigation team leaves.

  The old man sitting on the bench by the street suddenly turned his head, looked at the place where Chen Lun and the others were before, with a puzzled expression, and said to himself:

   "Mr. Angel, what are you looking at?"

  The old man seemed to be asking someone.

  A long while.

"Interesting little guy? Why didn't I see it? Ah... well, why should the old thing who is dying be so curious? By the way, your kingdom of God should be very big, can I meet some old friends? Ah ha, this That's great! That drunkard Pino, I really miss him..."

  The old man leaned slowly on the bench, smiled and closed his eyes.

  Finally, he whispered subtly:

   "The legend of you has always been circulated in the hometown of Shengai, but no one has ever believed it... It is my honor to see you with my own eyes before I die."

   Immediately, the old man's aura gradually faded until it dissipated.

  Under the tree behind the wooden chair, a small white snake the size of a finger snaked away towards the distance, but was unexpectedly grabbed by a palm.

  The little white snake curled up in a ball as if in stress, raised its head, and looked at the stranger with emerald green snake eyes, but at this moment, time seemed to stop.

  Only a gentle voice sounded:

   "Interesting little guy, we are quite destined... I will take this snake to the cemetery. It happens that the boring time is long, so let it be with me."

  The third layer of the spiritual world.

   In a dark environment.

  Chen Lun's pupils suddenly shrank.

  He felt that the white snake he had left in the hometown of Sheng Ai had suddenly disconnected, and at the same time, there was also the last recorded picture and sound of the white snake.

   'Mr. Angel...'

  Chen Lun took a deep breath.

  When communicating with team leader Mata at the shelter station, he learned about a legend about the hometown of Saint Ai from the other party.

The local old people said that there is an angel silently guarding there, which is why the hometown of Shengai is so peaceful, but only dying people can see him and be invited by him to go to the kingdom of God... But this is just a legend after all, even if Even the imperial officials could not find the slightest evidence.

  So that the shelter just regarded it as a rumor and ignored it.

   But Chen Lun observed the last words and deeds of the old man through the white snake, and the sudden disconnection of the white snake, and realized that the legend might not be false...

  'If there really is an angel in the town of Saint Ai, then the mysterious disappearance of the pollution would make sense... But how could there be such a big man in an ordinary town? '

  Chen Lun was thinking, and a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in his mind.

  'Sid Mitchell… the recorder of that manuscript, will he be the one? '

  He thought about it, took another deep breath, and chose to put these thoughts down.

  'Forget it, let's do the matter at hand first. '

  Chen Lun led a group of investigation team members and began to explore the third layer of the spiritual world.

   For several days in a row, they spent in a dark environment, and found two sources of pollution. Such a high probability also reflects the pollution in the spirit world from the side, which is indeed very serious.

   Until a week later.

  Chen Lun lit a bonfire in the dark open space, looked at the team members sitting in a circle, and said in a deep voice:

   "During this period of time, we have discovered many sources of pollution and removed them... But this is a drop in the bucket for the entire spiritual turmoil, and it is too wasteful of time and energy to continue like this."

  He pointed to the boundary not far from the bonfire, where the light was extremely dark and extremely deep.

   "Now that we have reached the deepest part of the third layer of the spirit world, I think it's time to enter the dark world."

   "Captain, it's all up to you."

  Lahn handed the grilled meat to his teammates and smiled at Chen Lun.

   "Well, eat something and take a rest, we are officially heading to the dark world."

  Chen Lun nodded.

   After a while.

  After the team members rested, they each took out a bottle of "True Sight Potion" and drank it, and the insight skyrocketed in a very short time. They raised their eyes and saw straight white thin lines emerging from the darkness in front of them—

   That is the entrance to the darkest world in the deepest part of the spirit world!

  At this time, a figure was one step ahead of them, walking forward slowly.

"team leader…"

  Lahn and the others quickly followed.

  At the same time, Lahn suddenly realized something, quickly looked at his teammates, and said in a low voice:

   "Same as last time! Captain Jack... it seems he still hasn't drunk the 'True Sight Potion'!"

  The six of Wells and Mattison were shocked.

  When entering the third layer of the spirit world, Captain Jack doesn't need to drink the "True Sight Potion". Now he can even explore the dark world with his own insight? !

   "As expected of a strong man who can defeat the incarnation of a saint, the captain, he is no longer an extraordinary man at the same level as us."

   Beneath Federica's black veil, there was a deep respect.

  The three of Matheson looked at each other and did not speak tacitly. Only the self-mockery in their eyes made them understand that the previous hostility towards Jack was just a childish farce.

  The other party doesn't even bother with me...

  (end of this chapter)

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