Author: Yan Youwu

No wonder George cursed directly. The scene in front of him simply refreshed his basic understanding of the extraordinary world.

If he hadn't been sure that the companion next to him was not a cult member pretending to be someone who was deliberately using illusions to deceive him, George would have almost wanted to draw a gun and shoot.

When can the out-of-control process of Extraordinary beings be interrupted by external forces?!

This will simply shock TM’s whole year!

No, if it spreads, it can shock the entire extraordinary world!

what does that mean?!

It means that the biggest problem that troubles all extraordinary people and the biggest danger that extraordinary people face has been effectively solved!

As long as this news is spread, George knows without guessing that his companion will instantly become the focus of the entire extraordinary circle!

"You, you, I, I, you."

George's hand holding the cigarette began to tremble, and even speaking became awkward. The magician felt that he was not much different from the one lying on the ground.

"You need it too?" Dante glanced at him and took out another yellow talisman, as if he was thinking about whether to put one on his companion's forehead.

"Don't tell me that this is also the ability of the secret reader"

George took a deep breath, still looking in disbelief.

"I don't believe that secret readers can do this, otherwise your special job would have replaced the church long ago."

"Of course, in fact, I am a god who came to the world and came specifically to save you poor lost lambs."

Dante made a half-serious joke, took out a pair of special handcuffs from his pocket, and quickly handcuffed Vincent.

"How about it, now that you know the biggest secret, will you choose to believe in me from now on and wait for the day when the mural will be painted on it, or will you be defeated by my divine power and become the first unlucky guy to be expelled from the mural?"

George's eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face: "Really or not?"

"Nonsense, it must be fake. Come here quickly to help."

Dante couldn't laugh or cry, so he pulled Vincent up who had fallen into a coma, and he and George worked together to put on the sack and go downstairs to load the car, all at once.

"Dante." George started the vehicle but stopped talking.

He still couldn't believe the scene that just happened.

"If I say that I can't figure out what's going on, would you believe me?" Dante glanced at him, his eyes a little playful.

"I'm not stupid, don't think of me as Joseph." George lit a cigarette and rubbed the match several times before rubbing it.

"If Joseph hears this, he will definitely choose you as his sparring partner for extra training every day."

Dante straightened his collar, leaned back on the soft seat, and made a comfortable sound.

"If you don't want to say it, why do you want to show it in front of me?"

George turned his head with a serious expression: "It's impossible for you not to know what this means."

"Then will you keep this secret for me?"

"I need to report it, it's too significant."

"Then report it truthfully, if you insist on doing so."

Dante acted very calmly, as if his previous actions were just an ordinary thing, without any mood swings.

"Damn it, why did you suddenly become the Riddler just like Captain?"

George slapped the steering wheel hard, his inner curiosity and shock constantly intertwined, forming an indescribable mood.

He couldn't control himself from thinking about this matter, and his mind repeatedly recalled the teammates who had lost control and the last scenes before they were "dealt with".

If I had met this guy next to me earlier, wouldn't everyone be able to do it?

George took a long drag on the cigarette, and the smell of burning tobacco hit his mouth, throat, and chest, as if a fire was inexplicably about to burst out of his body.

There was a sudden long silence in the car, with only the sound of tires grinding over the gravel slowly echoing.

"If, I mean if, I help you hide this secret, can you promise me something?"

George suddenly spoke, as if he had made some kind of determination.

"you say."

"Become an official team member and protect everyone."

"I will try my best, but I'm not sure this ability will work every time, and you think too highly of me. I'm only at the first level."

"At what level do you have the ability? Wait, you mean, you weren't even sure if it would be useful just now?"

"Of course, I have never encountered a ready-made out-of-control Extraordinary before."

"Ha" George popped the cigarette butt out of the window and suddenly felt calm inside.

The mystery of the extraordinary world is far beyond what one can predict and know. Even the most knowledgeable scholars in the institute do not dare to claim that they have mastered all mystical knowledge.

Maybe this companion next to me really got lucky?

But even this couldn't explain how he stopped Vincent's out-of-control process.

This is also something that goes against the common sense of the extraordinary world!

Moreover, this companion has not said a word of explanation so far. He has a mysterious attitude after asking several times, as if he is deliberately teasing himself.

Oh shit!

George couldn't help but swore again, feeling that he was almost on the verge of losing control.

Dante, who was sitting in the passenger seat, felt funny when he saw his appearance, but he still chose to turn a blind eye.

Because in a sense, he deliberately exposed this matter in front of George.

His captain Leon definitely knew something, but the way the other party deliberately didn't tell or ask, and was just observing made Dante very puzzled.

For this reason, he chose to reveal something more appropriately.

Sometimes, the importance of a secret depends on whether the person holding the secret wants to leak it out and what kind of effects can be obtained from it.

Leon knew how unique his abilities were, but he could always ignore them and even take the initiative to cover them up for himself. Even if he was purely kind-hearted, it still made Dante have trouble sleeping and eating these days.

A world where extraordinary people emerge, the struggle between divine rights and human rights, gods living in the sky, and demons and monsters on earth.

This is Dante's current understanding of the world.

It's not that he never thought about hiding himself completely and living up to his standards, but in fact, since time traveling, he has been uncontrollably involved in various extraordinary events.

As a Taoist priest with outstanding spiritual awareness, Dante knows one thing very well. Even if he doesn't say or do anything or expose himself, he will still be led by others, just like the characters in those novels who are wantonly manipulated by the author.

Arranging the separation of life and death.

From Owen placing the [Box] to take the life of the original person, to the hidden traces behind Catherine’s murder of her husband and hiding the corpse, to the attack at the Connor family dinner, and today’s St. Will’s Magic Association tour incident.

These things seem to have no connection on the surface, but there seems to be something behind them that completely connects them together, pushing me closer and closer to the hidden truth.

Dante had a strong premonition that if he didn't take the initiative to do something, what would happen in the future would be far beyond his imagination, and it wouldn't just be the super-standard divine descending ceremony.

Therefore, if you want to change this situation, the best way is to break out of the predetermined script.

Just like the hexagram predicted last night.

Dui is Ze, Li is Fire.

Forty-nine, leather.

The reform is right, but the regret is death.
Chapter completed!