Chapter 91 - Chapter 88: An explosion rang out, and Dunn made his appearance!

Nairn stood in the shadows of the alleyway, quietly watching the "Stitch Monster" corpse that no longer moved.The battle was over.The feedback energy from the Sefirah "Chaos Theater" was still flowing through his body, bringing waves of comfortable warmth, which completely stabilized his somewhat unstable spirituality after having just overdrawn his sequence 8 "Trickster" powers.This corpse had now become an interesting piece of loot.The power of an Amon avatar, the remnants of Outer God contamination, and the Beyonder characteristic of a Secret Sorcery Club "Magician"—all these things had been stirred into a chaotic stew by the Chaos Theater, ultimately leaving behind this thing.Its core danger had been devoured and absorbed by Nairn, but its physical form remained a curious object of great research value and danger.Especially that eerie look of having Amon's handsome face while possessing a slightly bulging belly; it was simply a model of post-modern performance art."Tsk, it's a bit of a pity to just dispose of it like this.""If I took this to show Adam, I wonder what his expression would be? Would he, like Old Ma, lament that his own dear son had actually turned into such a thing?""However, this thing can't be kept casually."Nairn rubbed his chin, calculating in his heart.Especially that aura of the Mother Tree of Desire; it was like a firefly in the dark, specifically attracting strange things.If it were picked up by some ignorant fellow or sensed by people from the Church of the Earth Mother, the fun would be immense.Just then, his heart stirred, and a piece of information was transmitted through the Sefirah Castle.It was Klein."Mr. Nai Ya! How are things on your end? The commotion just now was too loud. We are nearby, and the Captain and the others have been alerted and are preparing to come investigate!"Klein's voice was full of worry.Clearly, in his view, Nairn had broken out into a fierce battle with that dangerous Aurora Order member Hainas Vansant, or some high-ranking member of the Aurora Order behind him.Nairn's movements stopped, his eyebrows twitching slightly.This kid Klein, he really reported the news quite timely.With a bit of thought, he understood the cause and effect.The commotion of his fight with the Amon avatar and the Stitch Monster might have just been a few muffled thunders to ordinary people, but for Beyonders who were constantly on alert, especially in a small place like Tingen City, it was like lighting a signal flare in the middle of the night.And Klein already knew he was going to contact the Aurora Order member Hainas Vansant; he remembered this address.So as soon as he heard the noise, his first reaction was that he had started fighting with people from the Aurora Order.This guy had quite a bit of confidence in him; his first thought wasn't to come support him, but to tip him off so he could run away quickly and avoid running into the official authorities."Tsk, truly a thoughtful and sensible 'Reviewer'." Nairn smiled in his heart.The problem now was, what to do with this corpse?Destroy the evidence right in front of the Nighthawks? The commotion would be too big, and it would be impossible to explain.It wasn't that he was afraid of the Nighthawks, he just didn't want to have too much unnecessary contact with official organizations.He was currently a rising philanthropist and literary star over in Backlund; if he were recorded by the authorities here in Tingen City, it would ultimately be a minor trouble.Take it away directly? Even more trouble.It seemed there was no time to deal with this "Amon limited edition figure.""Forget it, I'll just leave this mess to them."He looked at the corpse again, a playful smile curling at the corners of his mouth.With Amon's mysterious characteristics as the main body, mixed with the contaminating auras of a bunch of Outer Gods like the Mother Tree of Desire and the Mother Goddess of Depravity, although the core danger had been drained by the Chaos Theater, the "composition" of this thing was simply too complex and high-end.Never mind the Captain of the Tingen City Nighthawk squad, Dunn Smith; even if a Bishop of the Church of the Evernight came, they would have a headache for a long time.Just identifying how many kinds of forbidden auras were on it would be enough for them to hold several academic seminars."Rating it as a Grade 1 Sealed Artifact wouldn't be excessive, right?" Nairn internally graded the corpse. "Something like the 'Rotting Meteor' can count as Grade 1; this 'posthumous child of Amon' (fake) of mine should at least be a special-grade hazardous item."Anyway, the most dangerous part had already been absorbed by him; what remained was just a pile of high-energy but masterless sources of pollution.As long as it was handled properly and they didn't seek death by trying to study the forbidden knowledge on it, there wouldn't be any big problems.Besides, even if the Tingen branch couldn't handle it, they would eventually report it to the Holy Cathedral, and then a High-ranking Deacon or even a demigod would naturally come to deal with it."Just consider it as adding some year-end KPIs for the Nighthawks."Nairn thought this way, feeling a bit mischievous.He could completely imagine what kind of wonderful expression would appear on that perennially tired face of Dunn Smith when he saw this corpse wearing Amon's clothing, with some feminine characteristics, and emitting various Outer God auras.The people at the Church headquarters would probably have to hold meetings all through the night.However, the most dangerous part had already been handled by him.As for the rest, as long as they didn't seek death and followed standard procedures for sealing, nothing major should happen.At most, it would just be one more Grade 1 Sealed Artifact that makes the custodial staff lose their hair.Thinking of this, Nairn did not stay any longer.He turned around, his figure blending into the deeper Darkness, disappearing without a trace after a few flickers, as if he had never appeared.On the other side, Klein was clutching his pocket watch, his heart pounding.He had just found an excuse, saying he needed to go to the bathroom, temporarily leaving the team to secretly send a warning to Nairn."I hope Mr. Nairn has already received the news and left quickly," Klein thought nervously. "With a battle of his level, if the Captain and the others were to bump into him, heaven knows what would happen."He was worried about Nairn's secrets being exposed, and also about the safety of the Captain and the others. In Klein's heart, Nairn's strength had already exceeded his scope of understanding, while the duty of the Nighthawks required them to investigate all anomalies.If these two were to collide, it would definitely not be a good thing.Soon, he adjusted his expression and returned to the team.Dunn Smith walked at the very front, his expression so serious it looked like water could drip from it. His gray eyes in the Darkness——appeared exceptionally deep, his hand tightly gripping that revolver."It's just ahead; the spiritual residue is very chaotic, and the intensity is extremely high." Dunn lowered his voice and said to the team members behind him, "Everyone stay sharp; this might be a battle of at least Sequence 6 level."Sequence 6?Leonard instinctively wanted to call out to Pallez Zoroast in his heart, but found that the Old Man was unusually quiet today, shrinking inside the light sphere and trembling, not daring to say a word."Hey, Old Man, what's wrong?" Leonard asked in his heart."Don't—don't ask me!" Pales's voice carried an unprecedented fear. "That aura—although that aura has disappeared, here—there is something He left behind! Don't go over there! Run!"Leonard was stunned, and before he could ask in detail, they had already reached the end of the alley.The scene before them made everyone gasp.The entire alley looked as if it had been repeatedly crushed by a heavy battering ram; the walls were covered with huge cracks and charred marks, the ground was pitted, and the trash cans were torn to pieces, scattered everywhere.The air was filled with a mixture of ozone, sulfur, and some indescribable sweet, sickly rot.And in the center of this mess, there was nothing.3