Chapter 48.2
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All along, George had been fighting against monsters the size of buildings and hills, dealt with all kinds of dangerous situations, and survived many desperate situations in all sorts.
The teacher who taught him combat skills was Yale Willard. Even if that man might not be as powerful as George, he would definitely not be something that ordinary people could handle.
George said seriously: "Su Ling, if you meet this man alone, remember not to fight but to run away immediately."
Su Ling was silent and did not reply.
George shook his head and said, "An investigator like you won't last long… But you may not know that the enemy you met is him because this guy can change his appearance. Even if he is standing in front of me now, maybe I won't recognize him at all."
At this point, George paused for a moment, and suddenly looked at Shen Yi very seriously.
"I want to confirm one thing."
Shen Yi nodded, "Go ahead."
George continued. "The Priest of the Quiet Word we captured is not Yare Villard. Is there a discrepancy in the intelligence, or is the Quiet Word mastermind still in Beland?"
Shen Yi closed his eyes and began to think about what Byron had been up to. One thing he could be sure of was that Byron had no possibility of deceiving him.
This man did not hesitate to summon the extraterrestrial gods for his daughter, so he definitely would never deceive the messenger of God for his daughter.
"The latter." He gazed into George's eyes and answered seriously. "But it's also the former."
"There is indeed a deviation in the information. Even if I had not investigated it, there would be two priests in Beland."
George looked grim and nodded heavily. "I understand."
He looked at Shen Yi and said solemnly, "All along you have helped me a lot, thank you very much."
Shen Yi was taken aback by his solemnity, then he smiled and said sincerely, "We are also friends."
George nodded and began to savor the still piping hot coffee.
After the duo left, Shen Yi calmly finished his coffee and ate his food, but his heart was not at all calm.
“Yare Villard”
This name was undoubtedly the author of "The Language of Silence".
He lived for more than a hundred years and had written "The Language of Silence" in his early years. He also had adventures with George, captured mysterious relics around the world, and taught young George combat skills. Finally, joined the Language of Silence because of his dedication to the study of the occult and became a high-ranking cult priest.
Even though he had never met the man, he already figured out his life experience and knew that this was an excellent and dangerous man.
It was getting late.
He looked out the window and found that the rain was still pouring and persisted longer than he thought.
It was just that the drizzle had become very small.
He vaguely saw a black figure in the alley outside the cafe, slowly approaching, looking somewhat abnormal.
He frowned and stood up, he was sure that this was not a "guest".
Because no normal customer would come to the cafe at this time.
The black shadow was like a broken mannequin, approaching the cafe at a lumbering slow pace, with very incoherent movements.
From the very beginning, he knew that one day he would face the battle head-on. The more he went on the more he felt the situation would happen.
But this was all an imaginary situation he thought before, this was the first time it really happened.
Supernatural combat.
At last, the shadow came to the cafe door and revealed its true appearance.
Gray plants putrefy the body's organs and swelled like a gourd in its skull.
It was a rotten-smelling "human puppet," still maintaining the appearance of life, with no vitality in its eyes, but a peculiar dullness.
It was like a living corpse.
Coke hiding from Shen Yi in the corner also saw it, but he didn't have the slightest desire to attack. Instead, he raised his two front paws to his mouth and made a small gesture of wanting to vomit.
Wailing as a plant-laden living corpse raised its rotting arms and approached Shen Yi, who was not far away.
"The speed is very slow."
Shen Yi somehow understood that his opponent was very slow, even slower than a normal person.
Such a rotten corpse, 'what kind of combat power did it have other than horrible?'
The living corpse opened its mouth. A large number of green plants emerged from the mouth that grew rapidly. Along with the rancid smell, the green plants sprang straight to the Shen Yi in front of it.
A dozen vine green plants pierced Shen Yi's body, but not a trace of blood flowed.
He calmly looked at the monster, and his body began to turn into a white mist little by little and easily floated in the mid-air.
A terrifying breath descended.
The coke in the corner shivered all of a sudden, even the lifeless living corpse felt the shock at this moment.
In another part of the cafe, Shen Yi reverted to human form and calmly stretched out his left hand, easily aiming at the monster.
Stillness.
It only stopped for five seconds.
The monster could move again.
Just when he wanted to continue fogging and dodging the attack, he found the living corpse hiding in the corner with extreme fear, holding its disgusting head and crouched down.
“Whoo! Whoo!” The living corpse tremblingly shrieked with great fear.
Like a living corpse, Coke also hid in another corner, afraid to come out, and looked frightened.
The only one still standing in the middle of the cafe, like a perpetrator was Shen Yi himself.
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All along, George had been fighting against monsters the size of buildings and hills, dealt with all kinds of dangerous situations, and survived many desperate situations in all sorts.
The teacher who taught him combat skills was Yale Willard. Even if that man might not be as powerful as George, he would definitely not be something that ordinary people could handle.
George said seriously: "Su Ling, if you meet this man alone, remember not to fight but to run away immediately."
Su Ling was silent and did not reply.
George shook his head and said, "An investigator like you won't last long… But you may not know that the enemy you met is him because this guy can change his appearance. Even if he is standing in front of me now, maybe I won't recognize him at all."
At this point, George paused for a moment, and suddenly looked at Shen Yi very seriously.
"I want to confirm one thing."
Shen Yi nodded, "Go ahead."
George continued. "The Priest of the Quiet Word we captured is not Yare Villard. Is there a discrepancy in the intelligence, or is the Quiet Word mastermind still in Beland?"
Shen Yi closed his eyes and began to think about what Byron had been up to. One thing he could be sure of was that Byron had no possibility of deceiving him.
This man did not hesitate to summon the extraterrestrial gods for his daughter, so he definitely would never deceive the messenger of God for his daughter.
"The latter." He gazed into George's eyes and answered seriously. "But it's also the former."
"There is indeed a deviation in the information. Even if I had not investigated it, there would be two priests in Beland."
George looked grim and nodded heavily. "I understand."
He looked at Shen Yi and said solemnly, "All along you have helped me a lot, thank you very much."
Shen Yi was taken aback by his solemnity, then he smiled and said sincerely, "We are also friends."
George nodded and began to savor the still piping hot coffee.
After the duo left, Shen Yi calmly finished his coffee and ate his food, but his heart was not at all calm.
“Yare Villard”
This name was undoubtedly the author of "The Language of Silence".
He lived for more than a hundred years and had written "The Language of Silence" in his early years. He also had adventures with George, captured mysterious relics around the world, and taught young George combat skills. Finally, joined the Language of Silence because of his dedication to the study of the occult and became a high-ranking cult priest.
Even though he had never met the man, he already figured out his life experience and knew that this was an excellent and dangerous man.
It was getting late.
He looked out the window and found that the rain was still pouring and persisted longer than he thought.
It was just that the drizzle had become very small.
He vaguely saw a black figure in the alley outside the cafe, slowly approaching, looking somewhat abnormal.
He frowned and stood up, he was sure that this was not a "guest".
Because no normal customer would come to the cafe at this time.
The black shadow was like a broken mannequin, approaching the cafe at a lumbering slow pace, with very incoherent movements.
From the very beginning, he knew that one day he would face the battle head-on. The more he went on the more he felt the situation would happen.
But this was all an imaginary situation he thought before, this was the first time it really happened.
Supernatural combat.
At last, the shadow came to the cafe door and revealed its true appearance.
Gray plants putrefy the body's organs and swelled like a gourd in its skull.
It was a rotten-smelling "human puppet," still maintaining the appearance of life, with no vitality in its eyes, but a peculiar dullness.
It was like a living corpse.
Coke hiding from Shen Yi in the corner also saw it, but he didn't have the slightest desire to attack. Instead, he raised his two front paws to his mouth and made a small gesture of wanting to vomit.
Wailing as a plant-laden living corpse raised its rotting arms and approached Shen Yi, who was not far away.
"The speed is very slow."
Shen Yi somehow understood that his opponent was very slow, even slower than a normal person.
Such a rotten corpse, 'what kind of combat power did it have other than horrible?'
The living corpse opened its mouth. A large number of green plants emerged from the mouth that grew rapidly. Along with the rancid smell, the green plants sprang straight to the Shen Yi in front of it.
A dozen vine green plants pierced Shen Yi's body, but not a trace of blood flowed.
He calmly looked at the monster, and his body began to turn into a white mist little by little and easily floated in the mid-air.
A terrifying breath descended.
The coke in the corner shivered all of a sudden, even the lifeless living corpse felt the shock at this moment.
In another part of the cafe, Shen Yi reverted to human form and calmly stretched out his left hand, easily aiming at the monster.
Stillness.
It only stopped for five seconds.
The monster could move again.
Just when he wanted to continue fogging and dodging the attack, he found the living corpse hiding in the corner with extreme fear, holding its disgusting head and crouched down.
“Whoo! Whoo!” The living corpse tremblingly shrieked with great fear.
Like a living corpse, Coke also hid in another corner, afraid to come out, and looked frightened.
The only one still standing in the middle of the cafe, like a perpetrator was Shen Yi himself.
All along, George had been fighting against monsters the size of buildings and hills, dealt with all kinds of dangerous situations, and survived many desperate situations in all sorts.The teacher who taught him combat skills was Yale Willard. Even if that man might not be as powerful as George, he would definitely not be something that ordinary people could handle.George said seriously: "Su Ling, if you meet this man alone, remember not to fight but to run away immediately."Su Ling was silent and did not reply.George shook his head and said, "An investigator like you won't last long But you may not know that the enemy you met is him because this guy can change his appearance. Even if he is standing in front of me now, maybe I won't recognize him at all."At this point, George paused for a moment, and suddenly looked at Shen Yi very seriously."I want to confirm one thing."Shen Yi nodded, "Go ahead."George continued. "The Priest of the Quiet Word we captured is not Yare Villard. Is there a discrepancy in the intelligence, or is the Quiet Word mastermind still in Beland?"Shen Yi closed his eyes and began to think about what Byron had been up to. One thing he could be sure of was that Byron had no possibility of deceiving him.This man did not hesitate to summon the extraterrestrial gods for his daughter, so he definitely would never deceive the messenger of God for his daughter."The latter." He gazed into George's eyes and answered seriously. "But it's also the former.""There is indeed a deviation in the information. Even if I had not investigated it, there would be two priests in Beland."George looked grim and nodded heavily. "I understand."He looked at Shen Yi and said solemnly, "All along you have helped me a lot, thank you very much."Shen Yi was taken aback by his solemnity, then he smiled and said sincerely, "We are also friends."George nodded and began to savor the still piping hot coffee.After the duo left, Shen Yi calmly finished his coffee and ate his food, but his heart was not at all calm.Yare VillardThis name was undoubtedly the author of "The Language of Silence".He lived for more than a hundred years and had written "The Language of Silence" in his early years. He also had adventures with George, captured mysterious relics around the world, and taught young George combat skills. Finally, joined the Language of Silence because of his dedication to the study of the occult and became a high-ranking cult priest.Even though he had never met the man, he already figured out his life experience and knew that this was an excellent and dangerous man.It was getting late.He looked out the window and found that the rain was still pouring and persisted longer than he thought.It was just that the drizzle had become very small.He vaguely saw a black figure in the alley outside the cafe, slowly approaching, looking somewhat abnormal.He frowned and stood up, he was sure that this was not a "guest".Because no normal customer would come to the cafe at this time.The black shadow was like a broken mannequin, approaching the cafe at a lumbering slow pace, with very incoherent movements.From the very beginning, he knew that one day he would face the battle head-on. The more he went on the more he felt the situation would happen.But this was all an imaginary situation he thought before, this was the first time it really happened.Supernatural combat.At last, the shadow came to the cafe door and revealed its true appearance.Gray plants putrefy the body's organs and swelled like a gourd in its skull.It was a rotten-smelling "human puppet," still maintaining the appearance of life, with no vitality in its eyes, but a peculiar dullness.It was like a living corpse.Coke hiding from Shen Yi in the corner also saw it, but he didn't have the slightest desire to attack. Instead, he raised his two front paws to his mouth and made a small gesture of wanting to vomit.Wailing as a plant-laden living corpse raised its rotting arms and approached Shen Yi, who was not far away."The speed is very slow."Shen Yi somehow understood that his opponent was very slow, even slower than a normal person.Such a rotten corpse, 'what kind of combat power did it have other than horrible?'The living corpse opened its mouth. A large number of green plants emerged from the mouth that grew rapidly. Along with the rancid smell, the green plants sprang straight to the Shen Yi in front of it.A dozen vine green plants pierced Shen Yi's body, but not a trace of blood flowed.He calmly looked at the monster, and his body began to turn into a white mist little by little and easily floated in the mid-air.A terrifying breath descended.The coke in the corner shivered all of a sudden, even the lifeless living corpse felt the shock at this moment.In another part of the cafe, Shen Yi reverted to human form and calmly stretched out his left hand, easily aiming at the monster.Stillness.It only stopped for five seconds.The monster could move again.Just when he wanted to continue fogging and dodging the attack, he found the living corpse hiding in the corner with extreme fear, holding its disgusting head and crouched down.Whoo! Whoo!The living corpse tremblingly shrieked with great fear.Like a living corpse, Coke also hid in another corner, afraid to come out, and looked frightened.The only one still standing in the middle of the cafe, like a perpetrator was Shen Yi himself.
