Magic!

Chapter 112 110. Secret Vermouth Party

When my sister saw this face, she recalled the scene that day:

"Yes, that's it! Sister, you can actually change your face."

Feng Chime didn't ask any more questions and ended the disguise illusion with a smile.

Everything is business as usual.

After a while, while the "brother" and "sister" were no longer paying attention, the wind chime quietly penetrated the ground and escaped, confusing and blurring their memories.

The three brothers and sisters turned back into two brothers and sisters.

The older brother was in the middle of first grade, and the younger sister was just entering the late first grade. Neither of them noticed anything unusual at all.

From beginning to end, they never realized that a spine-chilling and creepy strange incident had just occurred.

…

In a small forest more than 100 meters away from the offline trading area, behind a green tree, the boy standing with his back against the tree, using the tree to cover his figure, was Russell.

After reaching the half-step second grade level, Russell can share the sight and hearing of the wind chime within a range of more than 200 meters, and communicate with the wind chime spiritually.

The actions of the wind chime just now were all remotely directed by Russell.

After a while, the wind chime floated back to Russell and got into the phone.

"Are you really buying vermouth? What exactly do the Red Order of Chaos want to do? The abyss summoning circle they deployed last time failed to activate. Are you planning to deploy a second one?"

"But this kind of magic circle that needs to absorb the energy of the earth's veins for two or three months is too easy to be discovered if it fails once and repeats the same tricks? What's more, Professor Black Amber has confirmed that in addition to the gymnasium equipment warehouse, there is no third party in the college. Two leyline nodes.”

"What new plans do these devil worshipers have?"

Russell's thoughts were racing, and his thoughts were wandering.

…

In Professor Black Amber's private office.

"Thank you for your report, Russell. The information you provided is very valuable." Professor Black Amber lay on his desk and looked at the ghost in front of him who came to report the information.

Because he was worried that demon believers would pay attention to him from time to time after he joined the Wonton Club, and it was always inconvenient to only rely on text messages to communicate. This time, Russell used the split soul split from the wind chime to contact Professor Black Amber on his behalf.

The divided soul went through walls many times, escaped from the ground to counter-track, and then used illusion magic to disguise itself before heading to Professor Black Amber's office. Russell himself maintained control from afar.

Black Amber said earnestly:

“Child, since you discovered that there was something wrong with Vermouth, a second-year student in the Department of Creation and Summoning, I sent other students to monitor Vermouth, trying to fish out from him other demon believers lurking in the college.

"But until now, no usable intelligence has been obtained. Unfortunately, because we are worried that there are undercovers among the faculty, it is also risky to let other teachers be responsible for related work."

Russell, who had already received Duncan's warning, suddenly felt something in his heart and knew what he should do.

The split soul, which had turned into Russell's appearance, said:

"How about this? Next, I can also be responsible for monitoring Vermouth. I am a psychic, and my abilities are naturally suitable for tracking and reconnaissance. Maybe I can get some important information from Vermouth."

Professor Amber in black hesitated for a few seconds and then nodded:

"It's okay, kid. But be careful!"

After the ghost said a few words to Professor Black Amber, it faded and dissipated in the air.

As a spirit clone, Feng Chime's clone cannot last long. After using many illusions to disguise himself, the soul was only at the beginning of the first grade, and the soul energy was almost exhausted. There was no value in returning to the original body, so it was better to dissipate in place.

…

Soon, Russell obtained information about Vermouth from Professor Black Amber, including his daily route of action and places he frequented.

——This information comes from the students who were previously responsible for monitoring vermouth.

In the next few weeks, Russell would occasionally drive trilobites, Archaeopteryx and other ghosts of ancient creatures that could not be seen even with spiritual vision or yin and yang eyes, to secretly monitor Vermouth to see who he would come into contact with and whether he would behave. Any abnormal behavior.

Russell himself kept a distance of hundreds of meters from the ghost.

Even if he is already half a second-year psychic, Russell will feel a certain amount of fatigue after continuously driving weaker ghosts for dozens of minutes and need to rest for a while. It is not possible to monitor around the clock.

Although Wind Chime's soul energy is stronger, as a complete undead creature, her body and soul can be seen by the naked eye, and the risk of monitoring and tracking is too great.

The task Russell gave her was to have the main body or the ghost disguise herself as a passerby student, and be responsible for tracking and assisting her in high-rise buildings.

In this attempt again and again, Russell could clearly feel that the time he could drive the ghost was constantly extending, 30 minutes, 35 minutes, 40 minutes...

This comes more from the familiarity with psychic techniques and reduced consumption, rather than from the increase in spiritual level.

But according to the teacher in class, continuous application of extraordinary abilities can indeed polish one's spirituality.

If the scene is suitable, the effect of practice is better than immersing yourself in spiritual meditation.

Through repeated spiritual tempering and polishing, Russell found that he had completely stabilized himself at the half-step second grade level.

He can absorb the second-year knowledge scroll at any time, break through the final shackles, and be promoted to a true second-year powerhouse!

…

One day in late February.

4am.

The entire academy has not yet woken up, sleeping in the silent night.

Very few students have ever seen the college at 4 o'clock in the morning.

But I’ve seen vermouth.

Compared with positive characters, these cultists are always more serious and dedicated, always ambitious, full of hope for life, and have lofty enthusiasm for their career.

Vermouth walks through the college at 4 o'clock in the morning.

Today, he will have a secret gathering with four other demon believers who are lurking in the academy and pretending to be ordinary students.

After several counter-trackings, Vermouth entered a teaching building and walked all the way to the 6th floor. After carefully looking around, he turned a corner and opened the door, arriving at the secret gathering place.

Vermouth smiled quietly and melted into the deep shadow.

…

The gathering place was filled with thick darkness, and the air was filled with a terrifying stench, which made people think of the filthy liquid secreted from the pores of ancient demons.

"For those of us who are the spokespersons of the devil in the world and the cultists who are accompanied by darkness, this is indeed the best gathering place." Vermouth's voice appeared in the deep darkness.

"Is this why we crowded into a booth in the men's restroom on the 6th floor and didn't turn on the lights?"

"So we also call ourselves cultists?"

Vermouth ignored his companion's nonsensical remarks and said calmly:

"Everyone is here, let's count."