From Prisoner to Si Chen

Maiev and the other two standing committee members were stunned when they saw this scene.

"Hiss." The long-haired female team leader took a deep breath. "Agent Gillan, you are so well hidden..."

This young prohibition agent first disrupted the "Black Mass" ceremony at the Tietjens Hotel, and then blocked and killed the three-gold "bud-bearer" Adura Clare one-on-one.

Then, without the help of anyone, he single-handedly eliminated the third-level mystic, Deidir Taylor, the mastermind behind the "Defilation Ritual".

Now, with the help of the mysterious cursed stone tablet, they instantly killed Manoran Jin, the fourth-level long-lived person that even their committee team could not handle.

Even the "Chorus" group was not spared.

Gilan 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, illustrate one fact:

Gilan Iros is just a prohibition agent with super-limited strength...

Is this an over-the-limit agent? !

Who believes it? !

On Maiev's pretty face, her beautiful eyes widened and her expression was complicated. 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--

It was at this time that 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 clanked 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.

At the back of the team, there were two men in suits and ties, one middle-aged and one old. They seemed to be in a high position. Everyone voluntarily spread their guard and left the aisle open for the two of them to pass by.

At this time.

Gilan took back his hand and looked 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...

Gillan calmed down.

Next to him, a calm male voice suddenly came:

"Agent Guillen Iros."

Ji Lan turned around and saw a short, middle-aged man with a curly mustache and a pair of black-rimmed glasses striding over.

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 in an open armored vehicle during a military parade before.

Suddenly, Jilan thought of something again, 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 misunderstand, Agent Guillen."

After saying that, the short middle-aged man took a step back, bowed his head respectfully, and extended his hand in vain.

It seemed like he was 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.

"Blood Owl, well done."

The white-haired old man spoke.

As soon as that magnetic and familiar voice came out, Gillan immediately recognized the old gentleman in front of him. He was the "White Sage" who had been communicating with him through the "Alchemy Hotline"!

Big shot in "Midnight Rose."

At the same time, he is also a senior official in 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 you have successfully completed this mission, I think you are qualified to know..."

"In addition to being a member of the Midnight Rose, I am also the chairman of the Bremen Imperial Mysterious Investigation Committee and the chief scholar of the imperial cabinet."

Ji Lan looked startled.

Chairman of the investigation committee? !

Cabinet chief scholar? !

He knew that the other party's identity was not simple, but he didn't expect that he was such an incredible big shot.

But Sage Bai hasn't 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."

"?!"

Ji Lan suddenly 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 countless books 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, Ji Lan 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? !

Probably!

and……

Three hundred years!

Parra lived for a full three hundred years!

Then he is definitely not an ordinary Kuze person!

Theoretically speaking, Level 4 "Plenty" has a natural lifespan of 150 years, while Level 5 "Brilliant" has a natural lifespan of 200 years.

So……

Pala is at least a level 6 "power" long-lasting person!

It's 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 would make 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."

Parra saw Gilan's reaction and chuckled.

Then, he shook his head again and sighed:

"But I told you, it does no good to know too much secret history..."

After a pause, Parra sighed.

After a moment of silence, he said again:

"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 to do."

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.

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 head of state's face in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, without any sound, the head of the huge head of state turned into powder. Up to the neck, flat and disappeared without a trace...

It was like it was instantly decomposed into tiny particles.

It looks like it has never been completed.

The next second.

Parra 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 miniatures.

Parra picked it up casually and stuffed it into his pants pocket.

"Um?"

Ji Lan raised his eyebrows with a surprised expression.