I just became the Pirate King, and you're telling me I also time-traveled at the same time.

Chapter 693 A Tragic Night!

It's normal for someone who knows so much about divination to advance faster.

"Oh, by the way, Forstow, I brought you a gift."

As if suddenly remembering something, Miss Xiu immediately took out a beautifully packaged book from her bag.

"I don't have any gifts to give you anyway, so consider this my way of offering my humble offering."

Chu Yang casually picked it up, couldn't help but flip through it, and nodded slightly.

"The first week's sales figures are out? How's the feedback from the editors?"

Chu Yang couldn't help but ask.

According to the original storyline, this book is a bestseller in this world.

As a result, Ms. Fors became a well-known writer.

"His results are quite good, and now many important figures are inviting him to participate in seminars and salons."

Miss Xiu was also very embarrassed.

She always believed that her best friend was a very talented woman.

But when that day actually arrived, she still felt a little incredulous.

Chu Yang didn't think that much about it; he just felt that the subsequent plans could finally proceed smoothly.

"Now it's up to Miss Fors. If everything goes smoothly, people will come to her because of the extraordinary world."

Chu Yang couldn't help but start to let his mind wander.

He could almost see himself and Miss Xiu, the duo, suddenly gaining a large number of aristocratic friends.

"You're overthinking it. Fors said she's been very tired lately, so she's been lying at home doing nothing."

"Forget about seminars and salons, she doesn't even want to leave her room now, and she even wants me to bring her food."

Miss Xiu was extremely helpless.

Before she could continue complaining, Chu Yang said very naturally, "This way, it can also raise her standards, so that no one, no Tom, Dick, or Harry, would dare to invite her."

"Moreover, as the news spreads, the power of the person who invited him will also increase."

"That works too, it saves you from starting with some inappropriate targets."

Chu Yang had already decided to have Miss Xiu and her companion begin contacting the descendants of nobles.

But this doesn't mean that Chu Yang really wants them to start by contacting the lowest-ranking nobles.

If those who hold titles are only at the lowest level, how could their children possibly have the time and energy to do such things?

In this world, not every nobleman can live a very respectable and carefree life.

Many nobles even toiled year after year just to maintain a superficially respectable and dignified appearance.

When Chu Yang and Miss Xiu parted ways and returned to the studio, he immediately received a call from Manhattan.

Upon entering the office, Chu Yang saw a large, neatly stacked pile of file folders on the table in front of him.

"Now that you've become a true detective trainee, it's time to familiarize yourself with these case files."

"There are many clues inside, as well as information that you need to deduce."

"To maximize your ability to digest the appearance, you need to spend at least three to five hours on it every day."

"Of course, you'll need to dedicate the rest of your time to more intensive language study."

At this moment, Chu Yang's mouth was already wide open.

A rough count revealed that there were only a dozen or so files in front of me.

This means that more than a dozen files have already fallen into the hands of Manhattan.

"Teacher, are you that famous? So many people come to you asking for your services."

Chu Yang had even begun to subconsciously calculate how much money he could get after completing these commissions.

"It's not as simple as you think. A lot of strange things have happened recently, so many people are desperately seeking treatment from all sorts of people."

"But this is also an opportunity for the two of us."

"I can get funding from it, and you can learn from it."

"And living in this utterly chaotic region, we must pay as much attention as possible to many strange and unusual things, and then be vigilant, and even find solutions from them."

"This is both about solving the cases we encounter and improving our own ability to survive."

Manhattan spoke very seriously.

That's exactly what he thought.

It's no exaggeration to say that if he hadn't had this habit, he probably would have died in those strange and bizarre events long ago.

Chu Yang, who was standing nearby, nodded in agreement when he heard this.

This argument is indeed very plausible.

Just as Chu Yang was engrossed in studying the case files, Madrid left the bar that night with his many undead.

This was the first time he had gone out in a while.

On the other side, inside the clothing store in Erinda's home.

At this moment, Stanik could no longer contain himself.

His eyes turned bloodshot, and his breathing became increasingly rapid.

"How much longer do we have to wait? I've reached my limit!"

Before the werewolf beside him could offer any words of comfort, a heavy, middle-aged voice suddenly rang out from all around.

The speaker was a middle-aged gentleman who also seemed like a ghostly figure.

"Go do whatever you want. Oh, and Natasha and the others are here. Go and do everything we agreed on beforehand. Stick to those guys who tried to escape at the last minute."

When the sound completely disappeared, not only Stannick, but even the werewolf next to him could hardly suppress his desire.

At that critical moment, although Stanik was trembling violently, he did not rush out immediately.

The first one to jump out was actually the werewolf who had been seriously injured earlier.

This creature is severely injured and also needs fresh flesh and blood to replenish its energy consumption.

In an instant, a faint wolf howl rang out, and then a large amount of black fur grew on the surface of the creature's body.

From a distance, the werewolf with humanoid features had completely transformed into a true monster, its body swelling to at least three times its original size.

A huge monster charged straight ahead, smashing through the warehouse wall.

With a light, vertical leap, the werewolf arrived at the area where Mr. Holmes and the others lived.

Inside the bedroom, Holmes was not asleep at all.

He opened his eyes immediately and had already sensed the intense killing intent emanating from outside the wall.

He immediately picked up his wife and quickly headed towards the corner of the wall.

Just as he finished doing all this, the window shattered instantly, and then the extremely ferocious werewolf jumped in through the window.

The ferocious wolf claws slammed down hard on the bed immediately.

Holmes had already made preparations and immediately wanted to leave with his wife through the door.

This was also the best way he could think of to escape the crisis.

As for escaping in advance, that's absolutely impossible.

He didn't know why these monsters were hiding in his house.

If he really wanted to escape as if nothing had happened, those monsters would probably give him the most brutal torture and death in the first instance.

He can only act according to circumstances.

Holmes' breathing had become very rapid, and the blood in his body was flowing exceptionally fast.

The moment he turned his head, he discovered that the werewolf that had been attacking the bed had suddenly disappeared.

His pupils constricted sharply, and he instinctively tried to dodge again.

A dark figure appeared in front of him, giving him no space or time to dodge.

In that life-or-death moment, Holmes immediately crushed his own hand, his heart already firmly in his grasp.

In an instant, a black, wall-like unknown object suddenly blocked his way.

This wall-like structure that suddenly appeared helped him block the fatal blow.

Only a small portion of the released energy flowed to the surface of his body, but it still sent his body flying backward like a punctured ball.

Having just calmed down, he had no time to release the pressure and immediately stared ahead with bloodshot eyes.

His wife remained in place the moment he was knocked away.

Unlike him, an extraordinary individual who had just entered the gate, his wife was just an ordinary person.

His wife was already gripped in the claws of the terrifying werewolf.

Before Holmes could react, one of his wife's arms had vanished in an instant.

Then the werewolf casually tossed it onto the ground.

Fortunately, his wife also fell into a coma in an instant due to extreme pain.

On the other side, inside the warehouse next door.

Before Stanik could act, his body stretched out his arms in a strange manner, and his face became distorted.

Two intertwined shadows appeared in his pupils.

Slowly, clothing resembling a classical long dress and a very delicate face began to appear on the surface of the shadow.

However, the skin of this figure was still unusually pale, making it look like a ghost.

Then a series of cracking sounds rang out, and Stanik broke both of his arms on his own.

Then his body began to tilt slightly.

The one who controlled him to do all this was naturally Miss Natasha, who had already arrived at the scene.

It was clear that Stanik was trying to control his arm and twist his head off.

In the final moments, the entire courtyard, including the interior of the warehouse, was illuminated by a dazzling red light.

Stanik then realized that the power controlling his body was rapidly disappearing.

When he gained control of his body, Miss Natasha was also forced to be excluded from that body.

Meanwhile, in another corner of the warehouse, the ghostly figure Poncas, always dressed as a gentleman, appeared.

This guy is also an Extraordinary being in the Wraith sequence, and is on the same level as Miss Natasha.

In his hand, this guy was holding something that looked like a sun disk.

However, the surface of this thing was constantly flashing red light, and in addition, other mysterious symbols were engraved in different locations.

The red light emanating from this object immediately weakened Miss Natasha's body when it shone upon her.

She even stumbled back a few steps uncontrollably, almost collapsing to the ground on the spot.

"How did the sun's ritual implements end up in your hands?"

Miss Natasha's face changed, and an uncontrollable sense of panic arose in her heart.

But she suddenly turned to look at Stanik beside her and said, "Is this your backup plan for me? You really think this thing can stop me?"

"Come on, Miss Natasha, stop pretending. If it weren't for the need to use this series of events to lead out the truth, why would I so easily expose my whereabouts to some foolish official Extraordinary beings?"

Stanik slowly sat up, and his huge claws immediately grabbed Miss Natasha's body.

Before his palms could close, a pure black flame suddenly appeared.

It was Madrid that made the move, having been lying in wait for a long time.

Madrid immediately took Miss Natasha and fled the scene.

Since the other side was prepared, all they could do was flee quickly.

Not to mention that Natasha's body has become weak, and many of her combat strengths have been reduced to less than one-tenth.

All of this was due to the failure of the previous solar ritual.

That's a very magical sealing artifact, extremely effective against Extraordinary beings of the Wraith series.

Of course, Madrid doesn't look too good at the moment either.

He never revealed his location from beginning to end.

His body was also uncontrollably exposed to the red light.

As a result, his internal body had already suffered irreparable damage.

This is the real reason why he immediately tried to escape the scene with Natasha.

At the same time, he was secretly controlling the living corpse he had painstakingly refined.

Then let these treasures block the pursuers behind them.

To his surprise, not long after they ran away, he felt his body become stiff and numb.

At the same time, a large amount of invisible material bound his body, including his chest, arms, and legs.

He looked down and saw one faint, almost transparent shadow after another.

Some of these shadows were broken limbs or remains, while others had bodies covered in charred marks.

Of course, some people kept staring at the two of them with extremely resentful eyes.

"Madrid, you two aren't here to die this time, are you?"

"I didn't expect you couldn't even withstand my first move. It seems I overestimated you. I should have kept my energy up my sleeve."

Standing on the very top of the warehouse, Pontasy shook his head speechlessly.

If he had known these two guys were so fragile, why would he have taken so long to prepare?

He could even simply send Stannick out immediately.

Perhaps the same measures could be taken against Natasha and the other two.

Ahead, Madrid's expression grew increasingly ferocious.

The guy took a deep breath and immediately began chanting the Sun Spell without regard for the consequences.

Soon, beams of golden light descended from the sky and landed on his body. (End of Chapter)