"Damn it, he got away!"
A Night Watcher came up beside Crestet, gritting his teeth as he spoke with unwillingness.
Crestet glanced at him and said expressionlessly:
"Call everyone back."
"The other party was carrying a Sealed Artifact similar to the Mirror World."
"And its Sequence level seemed to be above that of the same type as 1-63..."
A Sealed Artifact of the same type as 1-63?
No wonder even Your Excellency Cesimir's holy bone sword had been unable to do anything to him!
The Night Watcher looked enlightened, then sighed unwillingly and called all his companions back.
"Your Excellency Cesimir, what do we do now?"
"First, let's go take a look at the place the Church warned us about..."
After leaving those words behind, Crestet turned around and carried his suitcase toward the small red-brick building.
Before long, they arrived at the second-floor corridor and saw the headless corpse in the shadows.
'The Fool,' 'Justice,' 'The Sun,' 'Judgment,' 'Wheel of Fate'...
Twenty-two Tarot cards bearing different patterns, some embedded and some lying flat, covered the corpse.
Everything looked like the site of some bizarre ritual.
The murdered Lanclus was the sacrificial offering destined to be sacrificed...
At the sight, Crestet Cesimir silently drew a breath, his brows knitting tightly together.
The Night Watchers around him were the same, staring in shock or horror at the chilling yet mysterious scene in the darkness.
"Is this the scene the divine revelation wanted us to see?"
"But... why?"
Crestet's brow remained tightly furrowed as deep confusion surged within him.
Meanwhile, on a rooftop terrace three streets away, Joker, dressed in a black trench coat, stood at the edge of the railing and looked down at the dark, silent streets below. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
"Captain..."
"Look, we