Transcendent Dawn Chapter 652: Divination of Doom

"The Eye-Worshipping Cult...Ancient Evil..."

After leaving the Night Palace, Sulu thought about the ‘big plan’ of the Chris Empire and deduced various possibilities.

The Empire and the White Eagle Federation have been at war for a long time, and the war was originally omnipotent.

As for Ms. Guanghui's anger?

There are also five, perhaps six, eighth-level true gods here.

What's more, the gods and the church are not the same thing.

Those high gods do not necessarily care about the life and death of human beings in a certain world.

‘But Ms. Guanghui is different...Here is an important node in the world of spirits that he hopes to occupy. The level of attention is very high...and the key to competing with the devil...’

‘So it looks like...this thing is not necessarily driven by the devil behind it? ’

‘If this is the case, even if the Federation has the support of Ms. Guanghui, it will be difficult to resist this level of bad luck...’

Due to the large nature of the main world, the water here is also very deep.

Even if you become a demigod, you are only a Tier 7 professional, and there are many things you can't do as you please.

Suddenly, his heart moved: "Doom...I foresee Sean... [Emperor of Hell]..."

Sean once said that this profession is a symbol of bad luck, and Sulu also guessed the ritual.

The blood sacrifice of [Necromancer] is only part of it, and the other part is a huge disaster!

"Speaking of this... Sean himself can be regarded as a disaster star... But it is unlikely that the [Emperor of Evil] ritual attracts this level of true **** disaster, but the other way round... the ancient evil The harbinger of the things may attract Xiao En to pass the ritual, and promote by the way...So, as long as I look at him, I may find the place where the evil things of the ancients descended?"

I have to say that this is really in line with Sean’s previous style-always bringing bad luck to the people around him, but he can get some benefits from it.

"But... after I rescued him this time, he must have entered Ms. Yue's sight. This is another bad luck..."

Sulu's eyes looked towards the void, as if directly seeing the White Eagle Federation.

……

White Eagle Federation.

Sean is wearing a black trench coat with the hat pressed down very low, leaving a large shadow on his face.

The walking corpse Bolong behind him disappeared, and he was hidden in some strange spirit body.

After all, walking with a dead person is troublesome.

Some special spirit bodies also have the effect of ‘preservation’, which can ensure that Bolong is always in the best state and is fully utilized at critical moments.

He walked to the door of a private club and showed his ID.

"Welcome!"

This was actually a secret contact point of the 11th Bureau. The tuxedo waiter dressed as an intelligence officer suddenly bowed and invited Sean into a secret compartment.

The furnishings inside the compartment are quite simple, only the sofa and the table, but after Sean opened the secret compartment, a radio transceiver emerged.

The ticking sound immediately sounded.

"Your account has been deposited with the most recent salary and bonus, but don't forget the next task..."

After translating the telegram through the exclusive codebook, Sean’s expression changed: "Shit...I just escaped from a terrible accident, I need a vacation!"

But he knows very well that today's Federation is in a situation of ‘dancing demons’.

Being extraordinary, since the announcement of the professionals, in addition to a large number of people who have worked hard to become professionals through various channels.

Other mysterious side and religious side activities also began to explode in one breath. I don't know how many evil gods, false gods, and demons participated in it. It was a big carnival and made the federal agents exhausted.

At this time, many people have already complained about the legislator who introduced the bill.

But that is not all the responsibility of the other party, because everyone passed the bill together.

"From this perspective...Kris Empire has a more appropriate attitude towards transcendence, being cautious and restrained...Unfortunately, we can't go back."

Sean sighed and continued to receive the telegram.

What he is going to deal with this time is an extraordinary case in Konodel, involving the worship of evil gods, but it is most likely a false god.

Even so, it wasn't a problem that ordinary eleventh bureau agents could handle, so it fell on him.

"Next time, I must pay for overtime."

Sean set ablaze the tele-paper full of secrets and walked out of the cubicle.

"Sir...what else can I serve you?" The tuxedo waiter was standing by the door, and when he saw it, he immediately stepped forward and asked with a bow.

"I want a comfortable and clean room, take a good rest, and enjoy a great dinner...well, besides, help me prepare something: 50 grams of gold, 5 grams of mercury, rosemary, Candles, the standard sacrificial silverware of the church..."

This is an occult object in the usual sense, and it has been very popular in the Federation recently.

"No problem."

The waiter answered without changing his face.

Not to mention that Sean is a big boss, even the ordinary people in the club ~ IndoMTL.com~ are mixed with many occult lovers, and the requirement to prepare similar things is not eye-catching at all.

……

A few hours later.

After taking a nap, Sean got up, took a shower, dressed in a bathrobe, and started enjoying a big meal in the room.

The main course is stewed lamb, the rest are veal steak, foie gras, golden caviar... and it is accompanied by wine imported from Chris Empire.

"Huh... I have to say that in some old wineries, the strength of the Federation is far inferior to that of the ancient empire."

Sean contentedly drank the red wine in the goblet and sighed: "I still saw many young girls outside... Unfortunately, I can't call in. That would damage my image as a legendary professional. Alas... I really sacrificed too much for it."

After the waiter cleared the table, Sean closed the door and prepared for a ceremony.

He wants to foretell the scene where a large-scale doom and disaster may occur in the Federation, and prepare for the promotion to the sixth rank.

"Sulu is already a genius sixth rank, I can't lose to him... and, without the same strength as him, how can I pull him out of the Cthulhu faith?"

Sean mumbled a few words: "I am such a good roommate."

After confirming that there is no surveillance around, he drew the curtains to keep the room in a dim environment.

At the same time, he lit candles and sprinkled spices.

"That great doom..."

"I offer sacrifices to you...please show it before my eyes..."

"Let me know the gathering point of nearby bad luck..."

Sean slowly began to sing.

If Beatrice is the one who is favored by ‘death’, then he is the one who is favored by ‘doom’.

With the legendary rank of Sean's fifth-tier, gold and silverware are not needed for this divination. The reason for requesting preparation is naturally to be greedy for ink, and it can be reimbursed anyway!