The Wrong Answer
Night had already fallen, and in a garden beside Campbell Street, several police carriages were parked haphazardly on the lawn. A few police officers were intercepting pedestrians passing by.
After the operator of Grade 1 Sealed Artifact 1-42 was changed, the official Beyonders on the ground quickly gathered back into the sewer, gathering around the corpse of Desire Apostle Jason Beria.
This thug who had wreaked havoc in Backlund enjoyed extremely high honors after his death: a demigod and more than ten mid-Sequence Beyonders were all seeing him off with their gazes, and several of them were even expressing pity for his death.
"He just died so inexplicably in the sewer, and yet you didn't leave even a single clue about the killer?"
Singer of God Ace Snake's magnetic voice was filled with anger at this moment, resembling a storm on the verge of erupting with earth-shattering energy.
"Actually, there are some clues, Lord Snake."
Beyonders from all three factions were present, representing their respective churches. Although Machinery Hivemind Deacon Ikanser maintained basic respect for this demigod who had been fooled at a critical moment, leading to the death of an important figure, he did not yield in his tone.
"When Sealed Artifact 1-42 rushed here, the Desire Apostle was already dead, but there were still the figures of two people at the scene—to be exact, one person and one spirit. The former was a woman; the bloodstain here was left when she was attacked. As for the latter, it was a ghost wearing a crown and black armor, and it disappeared the moment it was locked onto by 1-42."
"So, that still means nothing was left behind."
Ace snorted coldly and said no more.
Duke Negan had been assassinated and killed less than five hundred meters