Tingen City, West District.
Kaven no longer lived at the Hunter Club. Lex got the Seer's address from Nafi.
"The southwest corner of the West District, huh."
"I think I've been here before."
Walking on the slightly muddy and dirty road, Lex saw a wide river not far away, rushing endlessly, reflecting the crimson moonlight.
This was the Tussock River.
Through the dim yellow light of the nearby streetlights, Lex looked at the houses here, one after another. They were all two-story villas with their own gardens.
Their exteriors were almost identical, so Lex could only pay attention to their house numbers. When he saw the 'No. 6' sign, Lex stopped.
The Seer lived here.
Lex looked up. Light shone from the living room of the house, but the curtains were drawn, so the light was not obvious.
The upstairs bedroom was pitch black, indicating Kaven was not yet asleep.
Lex took a breath and was about to walk towards the porch. Suddenly, he smelled a strange odor.
It was neither fragrant nor foul, but simply very peculiar and hard to describe.
Moreover.
Lex felt this scent was strangely familiar.
Suddenly, a memory flashed back. He remembered that two months ago, during a Beyonder gathering in Tingen City, the 'Novelist' was killed that night, and the killer had this same scent on him.
Damn it!
Lex abruptly looked towards the living room.
In the living room, the fireplace was burning, and the gas lamp emitted a warm Light, illuminating a trail of blood on the floor.
This blood trail snaked away, extending towards the living room exit. There, Kaven, clutching his side, leaned against the wall, his lips blue, looking at the man in front of him.
He was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with long, grayish-white hair reaching his waist, handsome features, and an almost sickly pale complexion.
The person was wearing a pure black suit, displaying a charming smile, but his eyes held undisguised malice.
"Aren't you a Seer?"
"Didn't you do a divination for yourself before coming home?"
"What a pity. I originally thought this hunt would be more interesting, but it's still so boring."
Kaven was covered in cold sweat.
After he and Lex parted ways, he took a public carriage back to his house in the West District, only to be attacked just as he lit the fireplace in the living room.
If it weren't for the Clown's spiritual intuition, he wouldn't just have a stab wound in his side; his heart would have been pierced by this 'demon' in front of him.
"You discovered me at the last gathering, didn't you?"
"Although you concealed it well, your restless demeanor was obvious to anyone who wasn't blind."
"Since you've discovered me, there's nothing to be done. How do you wish to die?"
"Do you want to see your own internal organs? I have a way to keep you alive tenaciously, and witness the process of your internal organs being hollowed out with your own eyes."
The gray-haired 'demon's' eyes flickered with madness, yet his expression and tone were strangely calm.
"This is my favorite method; I usually use it to entertain 'distinguished guests.' You should feel honored—"
Before he could finish.
Suddenly.
At the corner of the 'demon's' eye, a person appeared out of thin air on the living room table!
Lex!
He used 'Theft of Position,' stealing the distance between himself and the living room, thus appearing in the living room in an instant.
He saw the injured Kaven.
He saw the handsome young man with gray hair.
At the time, in the street near the Red Maple Theater, although he arrived at the scene of the attack quickly, he still hadn't clearly seen the killer's appearance.
Now, he finally saw him.
Without a word.
Lex immediately threw a fireball at the opponent. The opponent's reaction was also incredibly fast; the gray-haired young man instantly threw a light blue fireball back.
The two fireballs met in mid-air, and at the moment of collision, they expanded and exploded.
Boom!
The house shook, a small portion of the wall collapsed, and a strong smell of sulfur immediately spread through the air.
Lex saw the light blue fireball and smelled the sulfur, immediately understanding what he was up against.
A demon!
A 'demon' of the 'Criminal' pathway, Sequence 6!
He had once hunted a natural demon in Enki Town, and this one was clearly a Beyonder who had consumed the corresponding Beyonder potion.
"Pyromaniac?"
Apparently, the 'demon' also recognized the 'Pyromaniac's' signature skill from Lex's fireball, but he was deeply puzzled: "How did you get into the house?"
Lex didn't waste words with him. He took out the 'Devil May Cry' hidden in the painting tube. The Sun field's magical item had a great restraining effect on creatures and Extraordinaries of the filthy, corrupted, and undead fields.
"Holy Oath."
Lex activated one of 'Devil May Cry''s abilities using ancient hermes, immediately feeling a warm current moving through his body, instantly boosting his strength, agility, fire damage, and holy damage for a short period.
The 'demon' was startled: "A magical item from the Sun field?"
He shrieked, his body suddenly expanding, and the seemingly expensive formal suit he wore immediately tore apart inch by inch.
In an instant, he transformed into a true demon!
A massive body nearly three meters tall, with skin that appeared dull but was actually deep black and sinister. A pair of curved goat horns emerged from his head, covered in countless mysterious patterns.
With a whoosh, a pair of giant wings, like those of a bat, spread out from his back, entwined with light blue flames, emitting a strong smell of sulfur.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
One after another, light blue fireballs, emitting a strong sulfurous smell, formed and shot out like a volley of cannons, covering the area where Lex stood.
Suddenly.
The demon's eyes blurred.
Lex disappeared from his sight.
In his place, sulfur fireballs came crashing towards him!
What's going on?
Confusion flashed in the demon's eyes, and then his figure was covered by fireballs, engulfed in violent explosions.
He didn't know that Lex had stolen his position and swapped places with him, so the fireballs intended for Lex now struck himself.
Boom, boom, boom—
The explosions were continuous, and Kaven's living room suffered severe damage and tremors. The ceiling shattered, the chandelier fell, cracks appeared in the walls, the table was pulverized, and the sofa was blown to pieces.
From the flames of the explosion, the demon rushed out, his eyes glowing crimson, about to shout out a most vile demonic language.
But he found that he suddenly couldn't make a sound.
After 'Theft of Position,' Lex used 'Theft of Ability' again, stealing the demon's ability to speak!
Having dealt with demons before and having received information from the Watcher, Lex knew very well how terrifying a demon's vile language could be.
After realizing the opponent was a demon, Lex decided to first steal his ability to speak.
Immediately after, the demon's legs suddenly went weak, as if he had forgotten how to stand and walk, and he instantly fell to the ground.
After the ability to speak, his ability to walk was also stolen by Lex!
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First, steal the 'Demon's' ability to speak, making it difficult for the other party's vile words to take effect, and then steal the opponent's ability to walk, turning them into a living target that cannot move.
Lex raised his arm, ''Devil May Cry'' pointing at the top of his head, next is the final attack.
He is going to use 'Holy Light'!
But at this moment, the demon on the ground suddenly raised his right hand, on which he wore a blood-red glove. Even though he had turned into a three-meter-tall monster, this glove had never been torn apart.
The surface of this glove wriggled slightly, as if it was made of flesh and blood. It had a moon pattern on the back of the hand, and this moon changed from time to time, sometimes it was a new moon, sometimes it was a full moon, and sometimes it was a half-moon.
The demon clenched his gloved hand suddenly.
Suddenly.
Scarlet light lit up in the living room, as if the light of the full moon had fallen into this area, bathing the demon in crimson, making him even more terrifying.
And today is not a full moon, and this is inside the house, so where does this full moon color come from?
Lex immediately looked at the glove, and at the same time, ''Devil May Cry'' firmly slashed down, summoning a brilliant and dazzling pillar of Sacred Light!
It landed on the demon, and suddenly golden flames rose from the demon's body with a bang, turning into a golden fireball.
In the Sacred Light flames, the demon's flesh and blood were rapidly dissolving, his wings, his curved horns, and his strange skin were melting at an extremely fast speed, like candles thrown into a fireplace.
When the 'Holy Light' disappeared, all that was left on the ground was a pool of indescribable human-shaped flesh and blood.
Lex breathed out, and was about to heal Kaven when suddenly, he noticed that the moonlight all over the ground had not receded, and the demon's magical item was still working.
In this scarlet moonlight, the pool of flesh and blood that had already melted was now rapidly reorganizing. And during this process, the pool of flesh and blood that had gradually taken shape suddenly disappeared and reappeared in the direction of the door, and then disappeared again!
Lex didn't have time to pay attention to what kind of ability this was. He used the ability of 'Stealing Position' again, stealing the distance between the living room and outside the building, allowing him to appear outside the building all at once.
He immediately saw that the demon had returned to human form, transforming back into the gray-haired human form.
Lex immediately released a strong thought.
The next moment, the demon who had turned into a human had a dull look in his eyes, as if he had forgotten what he was going to do.
This was normal, because his thoughts had just been 'stolen' by Lex.
Then Lex appeared next to him, and 'Devil May Cry' chopped down, directly cutting off the demon's hand wearing the red glove.
Lex kicked the severed hand away, and the full moon-like scarlet moonlight disappeared.
''Devil May Cry'' was simultaneously sent into the opponent's chest, and the surroundings were suddenly illuminated, and a clear and Sacred Light descended from the sky, covering the demon's body.
He let out a sharp hiss and struggled desperately, but golden flames rose from his body again. In this light like the setting sun, his flesh and blood melted again, until only bones and charred, filthy things remained.
This time.
He did not reorganize, did not 'resurrect', and died thoroughly.
Lex finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He quickly picked up the severed hand, took off the blood-colored gloves that seemed to be a magical item, and put it in his pocket.
Then Lex ran into the living room and came to Kaven's side.
"How are you?" Lex's eyes fell on the Seer's abdomen.
Kaven covered the wound and shook his head: "It's not a fatal injury, but it needs to be dealt with as soon as possible. I'm already a little dizzy."
Lex knew that this was caused by excessive blood loss. He reached out and pressed on Kaven's wound, wiping it casually.
The wound on Kaven's abdomen disappeared, and then his right hand hurt badly. There was a cut there, but the injury was not serious. Even if he didn't care about it, it would heal naturally.
This is the faceless' 'Damage Transfer'.
Lex's face was wearing the 'Thousand-Faced Traveler', which was to facilitate changing his identity in Tingen at any time, and now, it was just to make this item transform into the appearance of 'Lex Disraeli'.
"This…"
Kaven opened his eyes wide and felt that the numbness and stinging pain in his abdomen was gone. He lifted his clothes and found that the skin there was intact. Where was the wound?
"Don't worry about so much, we have to leave." Lex stood up and said, "Do you have a place where you can hide temporarily?"
"Yes." The cautious Seer had indeed left a spare safe house for himself.
Lex found another bed sheet and 'packaged' the demon's remaining corpse.
In a warehouse in the Dock Area filled with empty wooden boxes, Lex bandaged Kaven's arm and said: "You may have to disappear for a while. Such a big thing happened, which is likely to attract the attention of the Night Watchers."
Kaven looked out the window and said calmly: "The house was rented through the club. Mr. Eiros said that if something similar happens, they will deal with it as a 'gas pipeline rupture causing a disaster accident'."
"They have even prepared 'witnesses' to deal with the police. The price is that I have to pay a fee for this."
"But you're right, I'd better disappear for a while to avoid causing unnecessary trouble."
Lex nodded, then unwrapped the bed sheet covering the demon's corpse, and found that Beyonder characteristics like black mist had precipitated from the pool of disgusting flesh and blood.
"Do you have something like a bottle on you?"
"Yes."
Kaven took out a glass bottle, poured out the few ritual materials inside, and threw it to Lex.
Lex put the demon's beyonder characteristics into the bottle, then took out his pocket watch, opened the lid, and looked at Christie in the photo.
"Can his spiritual body be used?" Lex asked. This was the spiritual body of a Sequence 6 Beyonder. If it could be used for consumption, Christie could release the remaining spiritual bodies of ordinary people.
The lady in the photo, who had become younger and more beautiful, nodded. Of course, her movements were not smooth, and there was a sense of jumping like a slide show.
"This should belong to 'instant theft' and can only be imprisoned temporarily."
"If it can be transformed into permanent imprisonment, that is, in the next two days, the spiritual body needs to be fully understood."
"Well, Christie can steal memories. She can understand the target through the spiritual body's memories, so as to turn temporary into permanent."
Thinking of this, Lex couldn't help but feel a chill down his back. If Christie hadn't suddenly and inexplicably expressed her surrender and willingness to serve him.
Otherwise, although he and the others were temporarily imprisoned at the time, Christie could have used their memories to understand them in the next 48 hours, so as to permanently imprison their spiritual bodies.
You should know that that woman has a habit of substituting into other people's identities, and it should not be difficult to deeply understand the object she wants to observe.
Looking at Christie in the photo, Lex's lips curled up: "He's yours."
A bright smile immediately bloomed on Christie's face.