Mystic Dominator

Next to Springs Railway Station, a carriage is slowly stopping there.

As the carriage stopped, a serious-looking young man stepped down from it. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and a pair of black trousers. A metallic brooch on his chest was particularly eye-catching.

"Mr. Ronald, we're here."

Looking at the driver who was talking to him, Ronald nodded slightly:

"Well, you go back first. I'll take care of things here first, and there may be someone coming over from the chamber of commerce."

The coachman replied respectfully:

"Sir, I see."

After the words fell, the coachman drove the carriage and left here.

Standing alone by the train station, Ronald, who was clearly dressed in thin clothes among the crowd, stretched out his hand to pull his collar, and then walked towards a gray building next to the station indifferently.

When he left the chamber of commerce, he was in a hurry, and Ronald even had the extra mood to go back to the second floor and change his coat.

However, even though the temperature of the weather could not affect Ronald, he still felt a little chilly in his heart.

I can use the power of [Guardian Angel] to resist the attack of invisible magic, but what about the situation of other people in the chamber of commerce?

Once the target of this spell is not limited to a single person...

Then the train station branch in front of him, the result may be very shocking.

Thinking so in his heart, Ronald raised his eyes and looked at the gray building in front of him.

With a voice that only he could hear, he chanted the mantra of the power of 'rage' to awaken the black mist of hell, and he immediately sensed several flustered emotional fluctuations in the building.

There is no despair in it of the fear of imminent death.

"call--"

"It seems that the situation is not as bad as expected..."

Feeling in a low voice, Ronald took the initiative to walk into the building in front of him.

The watchman recognized Ronald's identity,

So without any hindrance, he went straight to the third floor of the building, which was the management office.

The interior layout of the building is no different from the general office buildings of this era.

They are all built with brick and wood structures, and occasionally decorative patterns and signs can be seen on the walls.

Ronald walked straight into an office, where three men with disturbed expressions were sitting at the moment.

After being startled by Ronald's sudden push of the door, one of them immediately showed anger on his face, and then opened his mouth. This guy saw clearly that it was Ronald.

"Uh... ah...."

"Ro, Mr. Ronald!"

"You are finally here!"

His tone quickly changed from worry and anger to excitement, he almost jumped out of his chair, and then he stretched out his hand and came directly in front of Ronald.

"We, we have a very serious situation on our side."

"Has Malta told you all the news?"

"..."

Ronald reached out and shook hands with the other party, and then said in a soothing tone:

"Yes, Mr. Marr told me all the news."

"Now I'm here to deal with the troubles that this matter may cause."

"..."

"That's good, that's good."

Knowing that Ronald is a holder of the original code, the manager's expression softened visibly.

After looking behind Ronald for a while, he continued belatedly:

"But what about the Maltese?"

"Go to your side to inform the news, didn't he come back together?"

"..."

Responding to the man's inquiry was Ronald's silent attitude.

Then, the man's expression gradually changed from doubt to distorted, and his footsteps subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Mal... Malta..."

Ronald said regretfully:

"I'm very sorry."

"He can't come anymore."

"..."

Hearing the news that Ronald said that Marr had been killed, the man's expression was completely stiff, his body trembled slightly, and he fell down on the chair behind him as if he had been exhausted.

"This...how could this be?"

"Malta just reported a letter, how could he die? How could he die?"

"...I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Ronald glanced down at the other party, and then explained in a low tone:

"Right in front of me, Malta was affected by that spell and died of organ failure."

"However, the spread of that spell should have been cut off on my side."

"..."

Listening to Ronald's simple and cruel narration, the man sitting on the chair showed a miserable smile, his sad expression seemed to be seeing the end.

"..."

"......"

"Mr. Ronald, I will leave this matter to you..."

"We have also notified the investigation bureau here, and someone should come over later."

Seeing the man's appearance of leaving everything to himself, Ronald turned and walked out the door:

"I'll take care of this."

And looking at Ronald's back when he left, another person in the office spoke:

"Mr. Ronald, the bodies of the other people are in the warehouse on the first floor, and the records we made are also placed there."

"please!"

"..."

Ronald shrugged his shoulders to express his understanding, and the figure disappeared at the door in the next second.

The death of three consecutive casters, coupled with the direct murder of colleagues, the staff of the chamber of commerce were obviously scared out of their wits.

For the time being, I can only investigate by myself.

Following the guidance of the people in the previous office, Ronald came to the first floor alone.

The fearful guard was already emotionally unstable.

Seeing the arrival of Ronald, the person in charge, he almost opened the warehouse door as if avoiding the plague god, and then he stepped aside.

"..."

Ronald made no comment on the situation.

He passed through the door covered with a layer of iron sheet, and he simply walked to the door of the warehouse. In the middle of the pile of sundries, several corpses were placed on the table in the warehouse, and the surface was covered with a blanket. Zhang Baibu.

"Um......"

Ronald wrinkled his nose.

Probably because the first person died earlier, or maybe because his sense of smell is very sensitive now.

As soon as he entered the room, he immediately smelled a faint smell of corruption.

Then, walking to the table without saying a word, Ronald reached out and lifted the white cloth from the corpse.

"Tsk—"

The three corpses were exactly the same as what Ronald had heard before.

One had his head crushed miserably, one had an obvious impact on his head, and the last one held his heart with his hands and his mouth was still open in pain. It was obvious that he had suffered physical pain during his lifetime.

For the first time, Ronald extended his magic power in the way he knew.

The three corpses were checked one by one, and there were obvious traces of magic power running in their bodies, which were normal traces that would be left when they used the spells.

But other than that, there is no extra magic power left.

That kind of spell that constantly murders lives is definitely the ultimate in erasing traces!

Facing such a situation, Ronald turned his attention to the notebook beside him.

"In this case......"

"Look at the records first..."

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