Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Chapter 456: Outsiders Watching the Fun

Backlund time, 6:00 on Winter Festival Day.

There are 14 hours left until the Outpost launch.

A small Maltese dog walked in front with a big golden retriever following behind.

But the big golden retriever at the back carrying a bag looked unhappy.

"Hey, old man, where are we going?"

Susie lowered her head and muttered to Old Pa.

"We've been walking like this for hours. Are you sure we'll run into the Ferris cult you mentioned?"

"Of course!"

Lao Pa was full of confidence and laughed.

"I've had a lot of dealings with the Ferris Cult, and that's just the way they are.

"They like to return to the places they have attacked over and over again, deepening the scars there while absorbing the hidden power behind the scars, thereby increasing the success rate of the next ritual.

“Just like murderers who like to revisit the crime scene, these lunatics will definitely come back as long as they want to make a big move.

"If you don't believe it, Harvest Church is an example."

Susie recalled what had just happened and remained noncommittal.

Based on the threat posed by the Ferris Cult to Audrey, Susie decides to accept Lao Pa's advice and hunt other Ferris Cult members in the city.

At the beginning, when Lao Pa suggested that "the Ferris cult will definitely return to the places they attacked", Susie scoffed at it, thinking that this behavior was a bit too naive and dangerous.

However, soon, Lao Pa made another statement, saying that he had received accurate information that the Sky Cult attacked the Earth Church Hospital, the place that they had blown up before.

The news came so unexpectedly that it was not until Susie saw the bombed hospital emergency center with her own eyes that she began to have some faith in Lao Pa's theory and source of information.

How can you blame me for this!

Susie thought.

Although she had just experienced all kinds of excitement with the old dog and witnessed the old dog's strategies and abilities, these not only failed to gain Susie's trust, but instead further exaggerated the image of Old Pa as a cunning, sinister and treacherous old liar.

Susie is now even more wary of every word Lao Pa says, feeling that every word he says seems to be a trap for her.

Who told you to look like a liar!

The evidence was irrefutable, and Susie had no choice but to believe in Old Pa's plan. However, they had been walking in the city for so long and had never encountered any other cultists. It was as if the cultists who had been chasing them before were just an illusion, and they had completely disappeared from the city.

"……etc."

Lao Pa suddenly called Susie.

"My eldest grandson said he has a way to help us find the followers of Ferris God.

"Help will be here soon, let's wait by the roadside."

"Who? Leonard?"

Lao Pa didn't answer her, but jumped onto Susie and lay obediently on her dog's head.

Soon, a small electric motorcycle came puffing by. The driver was a tightly wrapped, masked woman who looked like she was freezing in Backlund's winter.

The woman on the bike didn't attract Susie's attention, nor did she stop. She just whizzed past as if nothing had happened.

It was not until Lao Pa pulled his ears that Susie realized that the cold woman had dropped something on the road.

"Hey, Susie, do you see that thing in front? Come on, this is a treasure, let's go get it quickly."

These are several lenses made of polished obsidian. They should have been a whole mirror originally, but they were broken. The ones on the claws are just a few small pieces of it.

Susie didn't find anything unusual about this thing. It was no different from an ordinary object. It was just a small gadget without any extraordinary power. At most, the polishing process and crystal quality were better.

Lao Pa quickly picked up a few pieces of obsidian fragments and put them into Susie's small bag one by one, and finally took a few pats on them.

"Alright, now we can meet the cultists we've been thinking about!"

"? That's it? That's all?"

"What else? What do you think?"

Lao Pa raised his hind legs and scratched his dog's head.

"I want to set up a grand formation in front of you, chant a grand spell, raise a grand stick, and sing a grand song?

"Then they kept shouting: 'Cultists are coming! Cultists are coming! Cultists are coming!'"

"..."

Susie raised her paws in surrender.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have questioned my seniors. It was my problem."

She was too lazy to complain, and she accepted the old man's statement that the moon was red.

"Okay, remember not to touch those obsidians with your bare hands."

Lao Pa patted the dog's head.

"Let's keep going."

And so, the Twin Dogs once again roamed the streets of Backlund.

Until they passed by a hotel, Lao Pa was suddenly stunned, then patted Susie's head with disgust, as unlucky as seeing the unlucky star, smelling fermented urine, eating exploding flies, touching stale fertilizer and stepping on liquid dog shit at the same time.

"Hurry up, I saw something unlucky."

Susie felt very uncomfortable with her ears being pulled. She didn't bother to ask why and just left the place quickly.

"Only that unlucky fellow could endure so many unlucky Biggers."

Lao Pa couldn't help but spit.

Above the hotel, three young men, called Biggs by Old Pa, were looking at paper newspapers that had been eliminated by the times in a very old-fashioned way.

The man on the left had a frown on his face, a short blond haircut, a mole near his mouth, and his muscular body was barely hidden by the large newspaper.

The man in the middle had darting eyes. He was tall and slender, with short red hair in a pigtail. One of his eyes was a deep, dull black, like a strange black hole that swallowed up all existence.

The woman on the right has a calm and indifferent face, neither sad nor happy, with long straight black hair, black-framed glasses, and a pair of emotionless black eyes.

Two dogs walked past the hotel, barking and whimpering. Three people on the balcony suddenly lowered the newspapers that were covering their faces.

"I said, I just saw... a Maltese riding on a golden retriever. Do you believe it?"

The Seven of Hearts turned around and spoke to the people on her left and right.

"I believe you. I believe everything you say. Even if you say the moon is red, I believe it too."

The Five of Clubs replied calmly, not bothering to pay attention to the Seven of Hearts.

"I want to correct something," the Seven of Hearts raised her hand and said seriously, "Lao Da said that the moon in the Fifth Epoch was really red."

"correct."

The response of the Five of Clubs was indifferent.

"So, if you say the moon is red, I believe it too."

"Stop talking nonsense here."

The Three of Diamonds finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Just tell me, do you want to go and watch the dogs and ride them?"

The three of them immediately closed the newspaper.

"go with!"

When there was fun, the newspaper was immediately forgotten.

At five o'clock in the morning, the streets were still asleep. The three people's floor was not high, so they simply climbed over the balcony, went downstairs with one click, and reached the ground in the fastest way.

The three of them looked around and saw that the funny dog ​​rider had already walked away.

The Seven of Hearts turned around and was about to chase after him, but found that she had stepped on something.

"Huh? What's that?"

The three of them gathered together.

It was a small obsidian lens.

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