Chapter 32

Half a street away, Ren could see the other party's appearance clearly.

This person is not very old, a young man of about twenty-three years old, with an ordinary appearance and a tall figure, without a mission weapon in his hand, wearing close-fitting clothes, quick movements, swiftly avoiding pedestrians and obstacles on the road while sprinting , easily followed the carriage.

Ren discovered an element in the opponent's soul called "inner energy", confirming that this is a fighter.

The element of inner qi comes from the demon soul of the "queen-tailed mantis". It is a rare element that allows the extraordinary to use their physical strength to stimulate the "power of qi", and in close combat, it can burst out powerful destructive power in an instant.

A fighter's strength is based on internal energy. They are good at close combat and use their body as a weapon. All attack methods are accompanied by internal energy, which has both speed and a balanced offense and defense.

There are not many fighters, but each one is difficult to deal with.

In addition to the main soul, the fighter in front of him also has a secondary soul, which brings him another common element called "balance", which shows that his professional level is level two, so it should not be underestimated.

"Such a young and promising fighter is actually a believer of an evil god."

Ren secretly rejoiced.

Fortunately, I discovered the opponent in advance. If I was attacked by surprise, I might not even be able to withstand a punch.

Watching the fighter quickly leave with the carriage until he disappeared from sight, Ren felt a little relieved. Now he can confirm one thing, that is, the detection range of the evil god believer to the mark of strife will not exceed 100 meters, otherwise the fighter would have noticed that he was not in the carriage long ago.

Of course, it is also possible that the sensing range is smaller, but it is not certain.

Thinking of the Mark of Discord, Renn has a very headache. There are more followers of the evil god than expected. The Mark of Discord on his body is like a time bomb, which may explode at any time.

Unless he has been hiding at home and never going out, there is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days.

"We must find a way to eliminate the mark of dispute."

Ren secretly made up his mind, and then thought about it. To eliminate the mark of dispute, we still have to start with the followers of evil gods.

First of all, we need to know, how did they sense the mark of dispute?

Besides believing in evil gods, is there any other way?

If you can't solve the problem, think about it from another perspective and get rid of the person who raised the problem!

Take action first, clean up a group of evil god believers, reduce the chance of encountering them, and devour their souls to recharge yourself.

Moreover, this fighter may have already seen his appearance. If he informs other believers of the evil god, or directly reports to the Shadow Blade Killer Organization, it will be troublesome.

In any case, this person must die!

Ren has always been a very proactive person and will not passively accept others' mercy.

He no longer hesitated, turned around and went back to the Silver Star District.

The carriage I took just now came from the Silver Star District, and not long after crossing the bridge, the fighter must have also followed him from the Silver Star District. When he finds out that he is not in the car, he will definitely go back and search.

Returning to the Silver Star District from the Ross District, there is a necessary road, which is the bridge across the Felegren River.

Ren soon arrived at the bridge, walked to the other end of the Silver Star District, entered a bookstore nearly 200 meters away from the bridge head, and went up to the second floor.

In front of the window where he could see the bridge, he picked up a book and flipped through it casually.

After waiting for less than twenty minutes, a familiar figure appeared on the bridge, it was the young fighter.

He walked over the bridge, but his eyes were searching around, as if he was looking for someone.

"snort."

Ren snorted in his heart, this believer of the evil god would not be willing to lose his target, and looked for himself on the way back.

He turned on the voice of all things and locked the target.

The whole world became quiet, and a lot of voices were filtered out, leaving only the fighter's footsteps, which were clearly amplified in the ears, and even if he didn't have to look with his eyes, he knew where he was, as if he was close at hand.

After the fighters crossed the bridge and entered the Silver Star District, Ren came out of the bookstore and followed in the distance.

He carefully kept a distance of more than 200 meters, and he did not appear in the fighter's field of vision from the beginning to the end. Unless the opponent also had super senses, it would be impossible to be discovered. What is certain is that there is no such super sensory element in the other party's soul.

The fighter walked at a leisurely pace, looking around all the way.

He didn't realize that he was being followed at all, and the stalker was the person he was looking for.

The two had their own secrets, one was in the light and the other was in the dark. After nearly an hour of stop and go, the fighter finally stopped and gave up searching and entered a tavern.

Ren stopped far away from the tavern, and said in his heart that sure enough, this is not far from the Demon Soul Market. The fighters should have met him in the market and sensed the mark of dispute.

He took a good distance and moved closer to the tavern.

Following the fighter's footsteps, there were several sounds of opening and closing doors, and moving chairs. He sat down at a table, and there seemed to be many people drinking beside him, and the environment was very noisy.

"Hogan, didn't you say that you will come back soon after visiting the Demon Soul Market? Why have you been there for so long?" a woman's voice asked.

The fighter named Hogan was a little sullen, and it took a few seconds before he replied: "It's nothing, I found an interesting target."

"What's the target, let's hear it." This was another man asking, his voice was a little low, judging from his tone, his status was higher than Hogan's.

Hogan didn't seem to want to say it, the man with the deep voice let out a cold snort of displeasure.

"Okay, let me say." Hogan lowered his voice with some reluctance, "I met a man in the market, and he had a mark of conflict on him." When he mentioned the words mark of conflict, his voice was the lowest. Almost inaudible.

"What?" the woman exclaimed.

"Karida, shut up." The man warned, and then asked: "The mark of the Lord, are you sure?"

"certainly."

"What about people?" the man continued to ask.

"I lost it." Hogan felt a little lacking in confidence.

The man seemed to be very angry, but he didn't dare to get angry in the tavern, and said sharply: "You lost such an important goal? You are also a veteran, so don't let me teach you what to do, at least you have to find a way to tell Let's act together, what's the result?"

"I'm sorry, Wilt." Hogan explained: "The situation was urgent at the time. The man just came out of the Demon Soul Market, got into the carriage and left. I didn't have time to inform you."

"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you think." Wilt didn't accept this statement, and said in a deep voice: "A few days ago, Trevor was found in the manor outside the city. Not only was he killed, but several A brother died, and the altar of the Lord was destroyed."

"The person you found is probably the murderer who desecrated the altar of the Lord."

"I know you want to make meritorious service and please God, but the other party can kill Trivor's entire team. With your strength, can you be your opponent?"

Hogan didn't refute, he muttered a few times, but shut up.

The three were silent for a moment, and Wilt sighed, and asked, "Have you seen that person's appearance, can you recognize him?"

"I see it, but I've never seen it before." Hogan replied quickly, and he described: "It's a man, very young, probably less than twenty years old, looks... well, very handsome, very popular with women The kind of welcome, I can't tell you the specifics, anyway, once you have seen him, you will never forget it."

"Under twenty, are you sure?"

Wilt was a little skeptical. Such a young transcendent, usually only has a professional level of one, is he capable of killing Trivor's second-level shadow fighter and iron guard?

Hogan swears that he is not mistaken, and the mark of dispute on the target is also true.

Afterwards, the three speculated about Ryan's identity, and Wilt wanted Hogan to draw an image, but he couldn't draw it, and he couldn't even describe it clearly.

Ren has been bugging outside the tavern for a long time, and it feels a bit strange to listen to others discussing himself.

Especially when I heard a few people talk about my handsome appearance, I felt a little dark in my heart.

However, thinking that these three believers of evil gods were going to kill him, that bit of narcissism was thrown out of the blue, and turned into a complete displeasure.

It wasn't until evening that the three of them ended their conversation and came out of the tavern to separate.

Ren thought about it, and decided to continue to follow the fighter Hogan. Only he had seen him, and the other two could let it go.

Hogan didn't realize that something was wrong, he returned all the way, and soon arrived at home, a house near the river in the east of the Silver Star District.

Ren wrote down the address and left quietly.

Back to his apartment in Los Angeles by car, Ren put down the glass jar in his hand, still thinking about a few believers of evil gods.

It was clear that Hogan was still hiding something from his associates.

When tracking the carriage in the afternoon, when he found that he was not in the carriage, he might attack the driver and ask for his address.

At that time, I did not tell the coachman the detailed apartment address, only said to go to Corsham Street.

Corsham Street is one of the most congested streets in the Lowes area. There are a large number of apartments for rent. There are at least five or six thousand tenants living on this street. It is not easy to find someone here.

However, relying on his sense of the mark of the dispute, Hogan came to Corsham Street a few more times, and even if he was purely lucky, he might find himself.

"This Hogan didn't tell the whole truth, he still wants to do it himself, kill me to get the Mark of Dispute, and please the evil god."

"The apartment can no longer be lived in."

Ren had a sense of urgency, maybe Hogan would come looking for him in the middle of the night.

Although it was only possible, the probability was not high, and that Hogan didn't seem like a thoughtful person, but he didn't want to take the risk.

But before leaving the apartment, you must kill the gold-eating ants first, and use the soul stone to contain the demon soul, otherwise it will be inconvenient to carry them all the time, and it will easily attract the attention of others.

Ren picked up the glass jar, looked at the gold-eating ants inside, and suddenly felt troubled.

He doesn't have the right tools, so it seems a bit difficult to kill the gold-eating ants...