Chapter 37 37. Clues of the Shadow Demon
The shadow quickly climbed up and enveloped Li Jian.
In the dark world, the man clenched his sword tightly, and the blood mist was dotted with stars. The light was scarlet and mysterious, slightly illuminating the shadows.
Li Jian's muscles tensed up, his expression was alert, and he scolded: "No matter where you come from, if you dare to offend the living Protz family, do you really think no one can find you?"
The black shadow moved and took on the appearance of a villain. It laughed as if it had heard a joke, "Hahaha, it's so funny. Someone dares to threaten the servants of Master Shadow Demon."
"Young immortal, don't you know how great the shadow demon master is?"
"Shadow Demon?" Li Jian searched his memory, but there was no impression of Shadow Demon in his mind.
"You are too ignorant." The black shadow villain was very dissatisfied with Li Jian's performance. "The master is about to revive, and I have to warn the immortals in this world that disaster is about to come."
Disaster is coming?
Li Jian's pupils trembled, as if he had heard some incredible information.
"Wait a minute, sir, do you know the specific time when the disaster will strike?"
The shadow villain squinted one eye and looked at Li Jian, then suddenly floated around his body.
Li Jian tightened his grip on the sword, sweating profusely. For a moment, he almost thought that this shadow creature was going to attack him.
"Sir, call me Lord Philip." The shadow kid said with his hands on his hips.
Its dark eyes rolled around, "Boy, do you want to know when disaster will come?"
Li Jian said seriously: "Senior Philip, please tell me."
"Okay..." Just when Li Jian thought Phillip agreed, it suddenly smiled slyly, as if the prank had succeeded.
"I'll tell you next time."
As the words fell, the shadows gradually receded and light shone in.
"Senior Philip, you haven't answered my question yet!"
Li Jian shouted anxiously, no matter whether Philip was deceiving him or not, the information about the time of the disaster was crucial, and as long as there was any truth, it was worth exploring.
If the time of disaster can be predicted in advance, major undead forces can open disaster shelters in advance to avoid large-scale casualties after the end of the world.
It will even change the world structure after the end of the world.
"My lord, I am in a bad mood today. Let's talk about it another day..." Phillip's voice became more and more ethereal.
"How do I contact you?" Li Jian chased him to the end of the corridor, but the distance between the shadow and him did not shorten, but became larger and larger.
"I'll talk about it later when I feel better."
The shadow completely dissipated, and Philip disappeared.
Li Jian stopped and punched the wall in frustration.
The walls shook, the paint cracked, and a note fell as lightly as a feather.
The man's eyes tightened and he quickly caught the note. He looked carefully and saw four names written on it, along with addresses.
…
Su Hong walked along the Shengjiang River and admired the lantern cruise.
Suddenly a blur of black shadow passed by and merged into the shadow behind him, and Phillip's voice sounded, "Master, I'm back."
"Yeah." Su Hong nodded casually, left Shengjiang and got on the shuttle bus.
He was sitting on the deserted bus, lowering his head and squinting his eyes. It seemed that he was taking a nap with his eyes closed, but in fact he was observing Philip swimming happily in the shadow.
Philip was a being born in the shadows and served by his shadow attendants. He was originally just an ignorant being, but after inheriting part of his humanity, he gradually became more agile, and now he is more like an elusive little ghost.
"How did things go?" Su Hong asked in his heart.
"Hehe, that guy was almost frightened by me, but Philip still perfectly completed the task assigned by the master and handed the note to him."
As it spoke, its tone became proud, as if it was waiting for Su Hong's praise.
"Good job." Su Hong said.
The people on the list of notes are all different minions and the real culprits of the recent serial murders in Shengshi.
Although he didn't know what the purpose of the different forces was in doing this, Su Hong planned to kill the four minions with a borrowed knife based on the memory information left by Zhou Hong.
As for the other minions of Divergence, they will still be useful for his subsequent simulations, and he does not plan to attack them for the time being.
The main purpose of Su Hong's trip is to let the fire bearer enter the vision of the traditional undead forces such as the living Protz family, and prepare for the coming apocalypse.
…
Five hours later.
Shenyun Mountain Tourist Area, Disaster Shelter No. 307.
In a library as spacious as a football field, solid wood floors are laid, rows of bookshelves are neatly arranged, and soft lights shine on the spines of the books, which read "Research on the Lifespan of Immortals", "Embryonic Development of Disasters", "Disasters" "Item Identification" and other strange words.
A wheelchair came out of the corner of the bookshelf. The old man sitting on it had cloudy eyes and a body as skinny as wood. There seemed to be no flesh and blood under the wrinkled skin like hills and ravines, clinging to blood vessels and bones.
The old man held three dark books tightly with his thin and weak arms, as if holding precious treasures.
The young man pushed the wheelchair out of the bookshelf area, and a large conference table appeared in front of it. At this time, many people were already waiting in front of the conference table.
"Li Yun, be careful." Several middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes rushed to greet him and took over the wheelchair.
"Ahem." The old man coughed and was pushed to the main seat.
With trembling hands, he carefully placed the books on the table and looked forward. Apart from the main seat, there were only six chairs on the conference table.
The people sitting on the chairs are all old people. Their eyes are cloudy and dim, their bodies are thin and their backs are stooped. They look frail, but they are respected by the middle-aged and young people around them.
"Ahem, where's Li Jian?" The old man leaned against the table, his cloudy eyeballs lit up slightly, and the calm lake surface stirred up waves.
The people around him were shocked. They actually saw excitement in the old man's eyes.
The old man's name is Li Jinjin, and he is the first immortal of the living Protz family. He is now close to two hundred years old, which is equivalent to twice the life span of an ordinary human being.
Cancer, diabetes, myocardial blockage... Various diseases have ravaged this body. Under the body that seems to be still alive, the heart has stopped beating long ago.
But for undead people, as long as no major accidents occur, they can remain immortal even if they don't eat or drink, or are missing arms or legs.
The boundary between life and death has long been blurred for them.
"Grandpa Zu, I'm back."
The family elders gave way, and Li Jian panted slightly and walked to the conference table.
After he reported his encounter with the Shadow Demon attendant online, the family held an emergency meeting.
In order to attend this rare family meeting, he almost ran all the way back, but luckily he caught up.
The man raised his head and his eyes fell on the old man Li Jinjin. Like other family elders, he showed a surprised look.
For no other reason, he saw an excited look on his grandfather's face for the first time.
Could it be that the shadow demon mentioned by that shadow creature has a great background?
(End of this chapter)