The Liemar Detective Agency was a small one, but clearly, they ran other businesses besides detective work.
Charles morized the address, then casually activated Bloody Glory and shattered both the wallet and the note into dust.
The dagger was quite nice; after examination, Charles confird it was an Extraordinary Weapon. Surprisingly, it was also an Antispace equipnt, with the attributes of Sharpness and Solidity.
With Sharpness, the dagger could emit a section of blade light when infused with Fighting Spirit, Magic Power, or any other Transcendent Energy, its sharpness surpassing that of steel.
Solidity allowed the dagger to be nearly indestructible, so it held its own when clashing with Blood Rose.
If put up for auction, this dagger could even sell for more than two hundred Aegeus, already classifying it as a top-tier Extraordinary Weapon.
The alchemical pistol was just an ordinary weapon, roughly on par with Charles's magic alchemy wand, except for its finer craftsmanship, slightly longer range, faster firing rate, and higher precision.
Charles owned two Magnum Hand Shuttles and could afford to replace one of them.
The final spoil was that thin human face!
His fingers gently touched it, and a consciousness entered his mind, "Cat's Mask! It can mimic the appearance of six different beings, and randomly withdraw one skill from the mimicked target, limited to those that have been contacted. Wearing it slightly enhances agility and also serves as proof of mbership in the Orc Assassin Alliance."
Charles was slightly surprised, the Cat's Mask was unable to extract the target's "Special Ability," only "Skills", which was indeed a pity. However, it would be too powerful if it could extract the basic targets' Special Abilities. Even so, the value of the Cat's Mask might be higher than the assassin's dagger, but he was no professional and could no longer appraise it accurately.
He knew of the Orc Assassin Alliance!
On the Old Continent, there were five major assassin organizations, and the Orc Assassin Alliance was one of them.
It was said that the mbers of the Orc Assassin Alliance were descendants of the ancient Orc Kingdom, possessing many special abilities from their bloodlines. They usually operated on the southern continent, rarely coming to the Fars Empire.
Charles cklen, as an ordinary governnt employee, had never had any contact with any assassin organizations, only having read about them in university docunts.
Charles was curious, why would Aubrey Barrington Atwood seek out an orc assassin from the south to kill him?
There was the Bloody Brotherhood right within the borders of Fars.
"It is said that once the Orc Assassin Alliance takes on a job, they guarantee completion. If one assassin dies, another will be sent, endlessly, until the target is killed."
"Aubrey Barrington Atwood is an informant! As long as this guy snitches, I won't have peace."
Thinking of this, Charles suddenly felt the urge to kill.
If it weren't so difficult to carry out, he would like to summon the Evil God right outside the Liemar Detective Agency.
Charles collected the spoils of war and decided not to think about this matter anymore; it was pointless to worry, after all.
He quietly ran Bloody Glory and began his daily training.
Ever since returning to Strasbourg, Charles had beco urgent in his practice.
Having faced the Evil God twice, his spirituality had increased to an unbelievably high level, and his training progressed at an incredible pace.
For ordinary Transcendents, it was easy to increase energy intensity, but to improve even a bit of spirituality was incredibly difficult; one must temper and train the mind ceaselessly for even a slight advance.
Charles, on the contrary, turned things around, his spirituality was so high it matched that of a high-level transcendent; it was only his energy intensity that wasn't enough.
Most people who cultivated Bloody Glory would condense seven or eight Bloody Vortices before they began to practice the Blood Banquet ditation Technique, and many could not succeed in ditating any runes for their whole lives.
Charles had almost always condensed a corresponding Bloody Rune at the sa ti when he ford a Bloody Vortex. Now, only the Swiftness Rune on his left leg was slightly lacking, the Insight Rune on his forehead, the Blood Fla Qi Rune on his chest, and the Angel's Thorn Rune on his left hand were all cultivated with great achievent, so his actual combat power far exceeded that of an ordinary fourth-order.
Charles could overpower stronger opponents in the few battles he had because of this.
The reason Bloody Glory was known as a vampire's nesis was twofold: one was because it could cross clans, cultivating several secret techniques; the other, more fundantal reason, was the Blood Banquet ditation Technique!
If one only practiced the Protagora Breathing thod, Bloody Glory would be unremarkable, rely granting a slight improvent in speed, but combined with the Blood Banquet ditation Technique, Bloody Glory beca exceptionally domineering.
Charles didn't encounter enemies often, and each ti the circumstances were quite special, he always thought he won by strategizing, not realizing he was already strong.
Charles didn't know how long he had been practicing when suddenly his heart began to pound wildly. He didn't know if this world had sothing akin to "deviating from the path," felt a slight panic but knew this emotion was bad and forcibly cald himself.
"What in the world is going on?"
"Is there a problem with the Blood Fla Qi rune?"
"Could I have been practicing incorrectly recently? But I have been following the 'Vampire Secret Scrolls' to practice, so there shouldn't be any issues, right?!"
After all, Charles wasn't from the Blood Clan, and Bloody Glory was a less common transcendent path; there were only a few scholars in Sheffield University skilled in this thod, and he had to practice it on his own, so it was inevitable he would encounter various situations.
At this mont, he could only forcefully calm himself, running Bloody Glory over and over in an attempt to suppress the anomaly in the Blood Fla Qi rune.
But this Bloody Rune, trembling like a delicate heart, beca increasingly agitated. Charles's concentration slipped for a mont, and the Bloody Rune exploded, flowing through his blood to every part of his body.
Charles felt his body starting to "mutate," even more panicked; he didn't know whether to continue suppressing the force or to find a way to guide this energy out.
The next second, he exploded...
A burst of Blood Fla replaced Charles.
After more than a dozen breaths, Charles realized afterward, floated around the room, and felt astonished at the changes in his body.
"Am I now a burst of Blood Fla?"
"It wasn't a problem after all, I actually cultivated the Bloodfla Transformation Art!?"
He reversed the Protagora Breathing thod, countless tiny golden runes reconverged, forming a small golden heart composed of nurous runes, and indeed, he returned from a state of Blood Fla back to flesh and blood.
Charles raised his hands high to observe his body, which was the sa as before, and couldn't help but click his tongue in wonder at the marvels of magic in this world.
Charles had always wanted to open a fifth Bloody Vortex, or at the very least, he hoped to master the rune of the Swiftness Spell soon; but he didn't expect that it would be the Blood Fla Qi taking the lead in a breakthrough, culminating in the high-end technique, the Bloodfla Transformation Art.
Charles ran the Protagora Breathing thod again, and his body of flesh and blood once more transford into Blood Fla, drifting back and forth inside Elysian Pastoral Street No. 58, feeling very peculiar.
Although he had special abilities before, this was the first ti he felt he was no longer just an ordinary human.
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