Painfully pinching his brow, Sherlock Worth tore off the simulated portrait, crumpled it into a ball, and tossed it away.
If he found soone with this thing, it would be a ghost!
Afterward, he no longer paid attention to the emotional natives and turned his gaze toward a few teenagers in the corner.
Entrusting the task of comforting the families to the native police, Sherlock Worth walked up, smiling lightly, and nodded.
"Hello."
"Hello."
The leading girl nodded modestly, her emotions indifferent, seemingly unwilling to say more.
Seeing this, Sherlock Worth rely opened his coat, revealing the inner lining with a purple-gold three lions badge adorned with a crown.
"Scotland Yard Superintendent—Sherlock Worth, you're the contestants, right?"
Seeing the noble and elegant purple-gold luster, the group of teenagers imdiately assud a respectful deanor, their previously impatient looks turning clear and respectful.
"Yes, sir."
"What exactly happened?"
"It was done by 'Dragon's' people!"
"That guy was too rude!"
"We should lodge a complaint with the 'Yanhuang Armory'!"
Restricted by the Transcendent's Covenant, they couldn't disclose any information related to reality to the Illusion Realm creatures. Now seeing their "superior" here, they suddenly found their backbone and started pouring out their grievances.
Listening to their description, Sherlock Worth quickly sketched out the full picture of the event in his mind.
He could not help biting his pipe, his brows tightly knitted.
"Why did 'Dragon's' people attack the Britannian officer banquet?"
"Is China preparing to intervene expansively in this world?"
"It shouldn't be, the Permanent Gate hasn't been completed, and countries around the world don't have the energy to develop this Illusion Realm..."
Upon hearing his muttering, Tia hesitated for a mont, then gritted her teeth and spoke up.
"I think this has nothing to do with the higher-ups in China, it's a typical lone wolf incident!"
"Hmm?!"
Sherlock Worth's eyelids twitched, and he glanced around at the blonde girl, suddenly showing a friendly smile.
"Are you Elizabeth Tia?"
"Uh... yes."
"I am friends with your brother, didn't expect to et you in this setting."
Engaging in so casual talk, Sherlock Worth swiftly steered the discussion back to the main topic.
"Why do you believe it's a lone wolf incident?"
Tia pondered for a mont, organized her words, and spoke thodically.
"First, the attacker acted alone!"
"Second, the attacker's ntal state seed a bit strange, not looking preditated."
"Third, the attacker admitted himself that he stord in on a whim upon seeing the 'No Chinese and Dogs Allowed' sign outside..."
Hearing this, Sherlock Worth vaguely caught the point and, sowhat pained, held his forehead.
This was absolutely sothing a Chinese martial artist could do!
If they didn't see that sign, they could turn a blind eye to it, but once they saw it...
If they couldn't vent that pent-up anger, it would be worse than killing them!
If it were serious, it would cause them to have blockages in their Qi, even damaging their Dao Heart and giving rise to heart demons!
But, this guy seed a bit too strong...
Looking back at the primary structure of the manor, almost turned to ruins, Sherlock Worth subtly squinted his eyes.
Those native officers weren't powerless mortals; they were war machines ticulously cultivated by The Sun Never Sets Empire!
Even for him, solving them required quite so effort...
And based on Tia's description, that guy withstood the Sealing Skill and siege and killed off a group of officers!
No tactical skill, purely brute force suppression!
More crucially, that guy's real age seed to be a year or two younger than Tia and the others!
At this thought, Sherlock Worth's breath hitched, his pupils shrinking sharply.
Could it be the legendary 'Abyss'?!!
China's son?!
That's soone of the sa level as Mr. Gabriel!
Hoo~
Taking a deep breath, Sherlock Worth looked at the teenagers in front of him with a complex and relieved gaze.
"Fortunately... he still adhered to the rules, didn't indiscriminately kill the innocent..."
Upon hearing this, the group of teenagers seed to have their sore spots touched and couldn't help but complain.
"That guy is really nasty, he kept trying to provoke us to act!"
"From start to finish, he wanted to kill us along with them!"
"So insidious!"
"Luckily Tia saw through his plot, otherwise we would have fallen for it!"
Listening to these young people's oblivious complaints, Sherlock Worth could only show a polite yet awkward smile.
"You should be thankful that 'Dragon's' 'morality' and 'etiquette' still restrain him..."
Listening to Sherlock Worth's aningful murmurings, Tia frowned slightly, involuntarily recalling her brother's warnings to her.
Why do all you adults, layer upon layer, look down on ?!
Am I very weak?
Every ti, you make sound like a muggle!
I am a peak Master just a step away from dominance!!
Yet, completely unaware of the girl's internal discontent, Sherlock Worth looked toward the ruins, his gaze spanning a long distance, landing on a body deeply embedded in the steel-and-concrete beam.
"One quasi-general, a dozen colonels, over thirty lieutenant colonels and majors..."
"This ti, the whole Sun Never Sets Empire will be heartbroken."
.........
anwhile, in a dark underground space several dozen kiloters from the cri scene, a bloody and cruel sacrificial ceremony was slowly unfolding.
Nearly a hundred severely sinful individuals scread, wailing, suspended in mid-air by an invisible force, twisted in a spiral bit by bit, extracting the last trace of 'value.'
Brain matter, blood, bone marrow, Source Quality, Qi Fortune, lifespan, health, beauty, Strength...
Tangible, intangible, abstract, concrete...
All elents of 'value' condensed under the Authority of 'greed,' the initially illusory concept manifested and collapsed into real, tangible shining gold coins.
Subsequently, the remains of the bodies drained of 'value' dropped and piled up, forming a Corpse Pyramid at the center of the Seven-pointed Star Array, and atop the pyramid, a small pile of lavish, radiant gold coins hung in the air, emanating a soul-stirring seven-colored divine light.
'Greed': LV.5→LV.6 (193/2000)
'God' 6
'Essence' 5
'Qi' 2
Feeling the mysterious energy injecting into himself out of nowhere, Zhu Haomiao sighed contentedly, waved his hand casually, and the greed coins floating in the void transford into myriad streams of light, falling into the hands of each 'believer' participating in the sacrifice.
Ranging from three to five coins, or just one or two, everyone received their desired 'reward' and imdiately and excitedly bought 'miracles' beyond mortal imagination!
Beauty, health, Strength, lifespan, wealth...
The 'value' squeezed from the sacrifices was re-nourished back into the believers, bringing them transformative changes.
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