Please listen to the voice of black magic

Annan followed the guidance of the vague whispers he heard in his ears and walked from afternoon to almost dusk before finally arriving at the unknown destination.

"It's so tiring... If I didn't know exactly where my destination was, I would probably over sit in the car, so I wouldn't have to drag my injured leg for several hours..."

Annan gasped and wiped the sweat from his face while observing the dilapidated abandoned factory in front of him.

"Yes, the sound did come from inside. At this distance, it is much clearer."

The area where Annan is now is already on the outskirts of Kedakes City.

There is no one around here, there are overgrown weeds everywhere, it is considered desolate, and I don’t know how long this abandoned factory has been neglected.

"It doesn't look like a human being, but..."

Annan blinked and activated the dark magic that allowed him to see death.

From the perspective of death, he clearly saw the presence of the clear breath of death.

"Someone often walks around this abandoned factory. There is no certain route, but the terminal is this abandoned factory, and judging from the depth of the traces, it seems that people have been moving here until recently. Is there someone inside? It should be Is it dangerous?”

Annan, who turned off his death vision, picked up a rusty iron rod buried in the grass on the ground, and then strode into the abandoned factory with traces of death everywhere.

This abandoned factory occupies a small area, and it only takes Annan a few minutes to walk through the entire shell of the factory, and his target is in a small wooden house at the back of the factory.

Annan stood outside the wooden house and turned on his death vision again.

"Wow, it's full of the breath of death. If the breath of death had color, it would be so dark and purple here."

After Annan sighed, he walked directly into the cabin with the middle door wide open.

The interior of the old, windowless cabin can be seen clearly from the outside. There is no one here at all, and there is no place to hide people, so Annan walked in so boldly.

"Ah, I forgot what would happen if there was a trap. Forget it, it seems there is no trap."

After Annan entered the wooden house, he later realized that he had been too careless, but he soon stopped caring.

His attention was attracted by two things in the wooden house.

The first, and most obvious thing, is a door in the wall on the left side of the cabin.

A door that seemed to be made entirely of pure gold, like a brilliant work of art.

The existence of this golden door is very strange. It is obviously such a conspicuous thing, but when he was standing outside the door just now, Annan completely ignored it. He didn't see it until he walked in.

There's obviously something wrong with this thing.

Annan stood there and listened.

"That's right, the sound of black magic comes from behind this door...is it the door?"

Annan, who learned a lesson last night, did not approach the golden door casually, as he might be pulled into the door accidentally.

Annan turned his head and looked at a revolver that had fallen near the center of the wooden house, which was the second object that attracted him. .

He thought for a moment, then walked over and picked up the pistol that fell on the ground.

It seems that this thing is not a fake, this is a real gun.

This was Annan's first time coming into contact with this kind of firearm, whether in his previous life or in this life. He had no idea how to use this thing.

The black pistol was quite heavy, and it contained six bullets. I don’t know who dropped it here.

Annan, who was holding a pistol, simply threw away the rusty iron rod. This rusty iron rod was too fragile and might break if he swung it.

"It should be enough to pull the hammer, right? It should be."

Annan, who gained more confidence after having the pistol, continued to stay away from the golden door that was so close, and searched around in this small wooden house, bumping into things here and there.

Unfortunately, after spending more than ten minutes checking, Annan could not find anything that could hear the sound of black magic.

Finally, he set his sights on the only golden door that had not been checked.

"It's already dusk now. How about coming back tomorrow? But tomorrow, will this door disappear? Will the person who put this thing here come back?"

Annan slowly approached the golden door that kept murmuring.

The golden door, which is as graceful as a work of art, is about two meters high and one meter wide. There is no door handle on the door, as if it is completely welded shut and cannot be opened.

Annan held the gun in his right hand and stretched out his left hand to gently touch the golden door.

Then, the golden door opened silently.

"Ha, I saw it again, the red moon."

Annan looked at the scenery inside the golden gate, not too surprised or surprised.

When there was a strange door in this wooden house, he knew that this thing was definitely not ordinary. Coupled with last night's experience, he had already made a prediction and psychological preparation.

"But you didn't suck me in this time?"

Annan stood firmly in front of the golden gate, not being inexplicably pulled by some invisible force like last night.

"Speaking of which, this place..."

The scenery outside the door is not barren mountains or ruins, but the interior of a relatively complete building.

There is a hole-shaped window on the side wall, which can clearly see the night view and the red moon outside.

Annan didn't hesitate too much and stepped into the golden door.

After entering the golden gate, nothing happened, and the golden gate behind him did not close.

Annan took out his ears, and the babble all over the sky made his ears itchy.

"Where is this place? Although it is definitely the same strange space... What is the sound?"

While Annan was still observing everywhere, he suddenly heard a noise that was completely different from the whispers in his ears.

That's a loud sound that actually happened in reality.

bump!

Hearing the familiar yet unfamiliar voice coming from the front, Annan understood instantly.

This is gunfire.

bump!

boom!

What followed was more gunshots and the sound of heavy objects falling.

Annan scratched his itchy hair with his pistol, and then headed towards the corridor ahead.

After a while, he came to the end of the corridor and saw the two culprits who were making all the loud noises.

"I didn't expect to see someone again so soon, and here..."

Annan hid at the corner of the corridor, narrowing his eyes and observing the fight in the hall ahead.

Detective Antonio, whom he had just met a few hours ago. Canon, holding a pistol, nimbly walked back and forth in the wide hall, fighting with his opponent.

The person fighting this detective was a blond woman floating in the air wearing a gorgeous red and black dress.

The blond woman held a short golden wand in her hand, and fired golden magic bullets one after another at her enemies from a high position.

Looking at this scene, Annan had an excited smile on his face.

"Although I don't know the cause and effect here, this trip is not in vain!"