Chapter 243 Appearance
Maev and the other two standing committee members were stunned when they saw this scene.
“Hiss.” The long black-haired female team leader took a deep breath. "Agent Guillen, you are so well hidden..."
This young prohibition agent first destroyed the "Black Mass" ceremony at the Tietjens Hotel, and then blocked and killed one-on-one Adura Clare, the "bud-bearer" of the three golden species, died.
Then, without the help of anyone, he single-handedly solved the third-level spiritual mystic, Deidir Taylor, the mastermind behind the "Defilation Ritual".
Now, with the help of the mysterious cursed stone tablet, they were able to instantly kill Manoran Jin, the fourth-level long-lived person that even their committee team could not handle.
Even the "Chorus" group was not spared.
Jilan refreshed the understanding of Maiev and the members of the committee team again and again.
But the biggest problem is...
All the intelligence and evidence, and even the information delivered by the Chairman himself, all illustrate one fact:
Gilan Iros is just a prohibition agent with super-limited strength...
Is this a super-limited agent? !
Who believes it? !
Mavie’s pretty face has wide eyes and complicated expressions. She turned her head and glanced at the young man.
The other party's messy blood-colored hair slowly faded away from scarlet and returned to light gold.
And the surrounding hurricanes are gradually getting smaller.
The entire Imperial Plaza was left in a mess. Black scorch marks, blood stains, cracks and even broken pits fell on the stone floor.
There were corpses everywhere, scattered everywhere.
Squeak——
At this time, the harsh sound of several tires rubbing violently against the road surface was heard.
A dozen black cars arrived belatedly and parked on the roadside outside the Empire Square.
As the car door clanged open, two teams of investigative committee members, plus several balance teams carrying submachine guns, quickly arrived at the square under the leadership of two team leaders.
Behind the team, there were two men in suits and ties, one middle-aged and one old. They seemed to be in a high-ranking position. Everyone voluntarily spread their guard and left the aisle open for the two of them to pass by.
At this time.
Jilan withdrew his hand, looking thoughtful.
The "Chorus" was completely killed by him, and the obsidian pieces finally ran out of power, shattered with a click, and turned into powder.
He let out a sigh of relief.
Although I knew that the "Evil Wind Curse Seal" given by the messenger "Fen Hou" was not simple, I never expected that it would have such terrifying power!
Even the fourth-level Kusei can kill him instantly...
Jilan calmed down.
A steady male voice suddenly came from beside him:
"Agent Guilan Ilos."
Gilan turned around and saw a short man with a curly mustache. A middle-aged man wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses strode forward.
A smile appeared on the other party's serious face.
“Thanks to you for this operation.”
"Minister Mohsin?" Gilan said in surprise.
He recognized the other party, the Minister of Imperial Logistics!
I had seen this middle-aged leader on an open armored vehicle during a military parade before.
Suddenly, Jilan thought of something again. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and said in a deep voice:
"Or should I call you 'White Sage'?"
"Huh?" Imperial Logistics Minister Muhsin raised an eyebrow, then smiled and shook his head. "You misunderstood, Agent Gillan."
After saying that, the short middle-aged man took a step back, bowed his head respectfully, and extended his hand in vain.
It seems that he is greeting some big shot.
Under Jilan's stunned gaze, another white-haired old man wearing a straight striped black suit and holding a white cane walked forward with a smile.
"Xue Owl, well done."
The white-haired old man spoke.
As soon as that magnetic and familiar voice came out, Jilan immediately recognized the old gentleman in front of him. He was the "White Sage" who had been communicating with him through the "Alchemy Hotline"!
The big shot in "Midnight Rose".
At the same time, he is also an official high-level official of the Bremen Empire.
"Mr. White Sage, we finally meet."
Jilan stroked his chest and saluted the old gentleman, and said in a deep voice.
The White Sage was still smiling. He looked up and down at the blond young man in front of him, his expression was very satisfied. "I haven't introduced myself to you in detail yet. Now that I have successfully completed this mission, I think you are qualified to know..."
"In addition to being 'Midnight Rose,' 'One of the members is also the chairman of the Bremen Empire's Mysterious Investigation Committee, and also serves as the chief scholar of the imperial cabinet."
Gilan looked startled.
Chairman of the investigation committee? !
The chief scholar in the cabinet? !
He knew that the other party's identity was not simple, but he did not expect that he was such an incredible big shot.
But Sage Bai has not finished speaking yet.
Just listen to him continue:
"You should have heard of my name..."
Sage Bai's eyes were like deep pools, and his magnetic voice said slowly:
"Pala· Celsus. "
"? "
Jilan raised his eyes and stared at the white-haired old gentleman in front of him with an incredible expression.
Pala!
The famous occultist, great scholar, founder of countless important theories, and author of numerous works three hundred years ago, Para Celsus!
In "The Great Plague #2", the young blond knight who accompanied the army doctor in the "Healing Knights" is now standing in front of him alive!
In an instant, Jilan seemed to realize something again.
Could it be...
In the "Human Will" series of films, the white-haired old gentleman who finally rescued Maiev in the "Tower of God's Choice" is Pala? !
Very possible!
And...
Three hundred years!
Pala lived for a full three hundred years!
Then he is definitely not an ordinary Kuze person!
Level 4 "Plenty" theoretically has a natural lifespan of 150 years, while level 5 "Brilliant" has a natural lifespan of 200 years.
Then...
Para is at least a level 6 "power" long-lasting person!
It is even just one step away from ascending to transformation!
The next second.
Gilan suddenly turned his head and looked at the huge spectacle sculpture on the square, the statue of the head of state.
If the head of state is William Gerald, the leader of the "Healing Knights", then it makes sense for Parra to survive to this day and become an important high-level official in the empire.
"It seems that you have mastered a lot of secret history."
Pala saw Gilan's reaction and chuckled.
Then, he shook his head again and sighed:
"But I told you, there is no benefit in knowing too much secret history..."
After a pause, Parra sighed softly. .
Silence for a moment, and then said:
“As you think, Captain William is indeed the head of the empire...but it is different from what you think, because he is not himself. ”
"This sentence may be difficult for you to understand at the moment, but I can't explain it to you in detail for the time being. I will talk to you again when I have the opportunity."
"Now, there are more important things. Do it.”
After saying that, the old gentleman Parra raised the white cane in his hand.
I saw that the handle of the cane was not a common "T" shape or an inverted "L" shape, but an extremely unique "V" shape.
And in the center of this "V", there is also a crystal clear red pentagonal dodecahedron, which is like a ruby and exudes sparkling luster.
I saw Parra raising his cane and pointing his finger.
Buzz! ! !
A dazzling red lightning burst out from the handle and hit the face of the head of state in the blink of an eye.
Soon, without any sound, the head of the huge head of state turned into powder. Up to the neck, it flattened and disappeared without a trace...
It was like it was decomposed into tiny particles in an instant.
It looks like it has never been completed.
Next second.
Para raised her other hand.
Fine gray-white particles suddenly appeared in his palm, and in the blink of an eye they condensed into a head of a head of state that seemed to have been shrunk countless times, only the size of a lychee.
Like a miniature model.
Parra picked it up casually and stuffed it into his pants pocket.
“Huh?”
Jilan raised his eyebrows with a surprised expression.
(End of this chapter)