"Cough, cough... Did the Vatican send you to capture me?!"
Grady, who was lying on the ground, had a look of relief on her face and said in a weak voice:
"Actually, I expected that sooner or later the Vatican would discover that I was not dead, but I didn't expect them to find out so quickly? It seems that my elaborate plan to fake my death completely failed."
"No, we belong to the [Hyperspace Group]... The Vatican entrusted us to find out the truth of the whole incident and retrieve those thirty silver coins."
Frank first observed the injuries on Sister Grady's body. Although the bullet pierced her abdomen, fortunately it did not damage vital organs such as the liver, stomach, and spleen, so the chance of survival was still very high as long as she received timely medical treatment.
So he reached back into his backpack and took out an [Adrenaline], squatted down and directly injected it into the other party's vein.
"But don't worry, we only care about the truth and clues, and we don't care about your whereabouts or life or death... So, as long as you tell us everything you know truthfully, then we can completely pretend that we didn't see you."
"But if you want to take the opportunity to escape, or use lies to deceive us, I guarantee your end will be more miserable than those two demons!"
After being injected with [Adrenaline], Sister Grady's condition obviously recovered a lot, and her pale face also had a bit of blood.
After a moment of silence, she slowly opened her mouth and said:
"The person you are looking for behind the scenes is called Necrodamus, a wizard who uses [black magic]..."
It turned out that after Sister Grady accidentally became an angel's agent, she soon noticed some abnormal changes during her daily inspection of "sin silver."
That is, whenever she approached the box containing the "sin silver," a bewitching whisper would immediately echo in her ears.
At the same time, the greed and desire in her heart would be infinitely magnified.
And when she stayed away from those sin silver, this situation would immediately disappear.
However, what was really strange was that this situation had never happened in the previous few years!
So after repeated tests, Sister Grady came to an amazing conclusion.
These sealed "sin silver" have little effect on ordinary people, but have a strong corrupting effect on angels and their agents.
This discovery not only did not make Sister Grady feel scared, but also made her feel abnormally excited.
She somewhat stubbornly believed that as long as she could figure out how to resist the bewitchment of these "sin silver," then she would be accepted by [Heaven] after death and become a true angel blessed by God!
So from that day on, Sister Grady took advantage of her inspections and began to secretly study these evil silver coins.
However, she simply did not realize that she had already been imperceptibly bewitched by those silver coins, and was getting deeper and deeper!!
Later, in a chance encounter, Sister Grady met a middle-aged man with a humorous conversation, handsome appearance, and decent clothes while relaxing in a bar, and had a one-night stand with him...
What? You said why a nun would appear in a bar?
No, who stipulates that nuns can't be lonely?
Perhaps it was influenced by alcohol, or perhaps the secret had been buried in her heart for too long, and she simply wanted to confide in a stranger.
In short, after a night of passion, Sister Grady actually told him all her discoveries and the confusion she encountered... the man named Necrodamus!
But unexpectedly, not only did the other party not treat her as a crazy woman who liked to talk nonsense, but also gave her a small magic pendant with the effect of resisting bewitchment.
Only then did Sister Grady know that the other party was actually a mysterious male wizard!
In this way, from that day on, the relationship between the two gradually evolved from a simple one-night stand to the best partner who could talk about everything.
Sister Grady liked to tell him her discoveries and confusions when studying silver coins.
And Necrodamus would teach her some simple and practical magic during the sage time after the rain... cough, spare time.
Originally, Sister Grady simply thought that such a happy life would continue forever.
Until one day not long ago, Necrodamus suddenly said to her that a big shot was very interested in those "idle" "sin silver."
As long as Sister Grady could help him steal the things, he could use those "sin silver" to exchange for a high-level scroll recording forbidden magic with that big shot.
At first, Sister Grady refused!
But under the other party's fierce bombardment... uh, love offensive, she was soon overwhelmed.
Moreover, over the years, under the long-term corruption of those "sin silver," her concepts had already undergone earth-shaking changes.
She had long since changed from a loyal believer with firm beliefs to a selfish and opportunistic speculator!
It was precisely because of this that she and Necrodamus's subordinates colluded from within, massacred all the guards guarding the [thirty silver coins], and then fled.
"Sister, although I have to admit that your story is good, it is not enough to convince us."
Frank's face did not have the slightest sympathy, and he asked in a cold voice: "If it is really as you said, then why would the wizard named Necrodamus send demons to hunt you down?"
"I want to know this too..." Sister Grady's face turned pale again, and she shook her head weakly, "Maybe he never loved me, and from the beginning he just wanted to use me to steal those 'sin silver'!"
This answer obviously could not satisfy Frank.
He took a completely deformed silver bullet from Logan Howlett's hand and frowned and asked: "Next, let's talk about it..."
At this time, Logan Howlett reminded him from the side: "I have just smelled it, this is a pure silver bullet.
And the smell on it is somewhat similar to the little breath that remained in that secret room. It is tentatively speculated that it may have been made from those lost silver coins!"
This sense of smell is really awesome!
Frank immediately gave Logan Howlett a "good job" look, pinched the silver bullet and continued to ask:
"What do you mean by what you said when you were facing those two demons, that Necrodamus was going to use the [thirty silver coins] to make bullets specifically for dealing with angels?"
"Under normal circumstances, silver bullets are only used to deal with vampires and werewolves. I have never heard of anyone who can use this thing to injure angels."
"Also... didn't you just say that he was going to use these silver coins to exchange for high-level magic with a big shot?"
The killing intent in Frank's eyes gradually became stronger, and he grinned and said with a sneer:
"Sister, I have to remind you that if what you say next cannot convince me, I am afraid your life will end here."
"But don't think that you will have a good time after death... Believe me, for you, that is the real beginning of a nightmare!!"
Sister Grady was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and a sharp pain came from the wound in her abdomen. She quickly answered honestly:
"I really didn't lie to you. Before, I really thought he was going to exchange the [thirty silver coins] for high-level magic with that mysterious big shot."
"But for some reason, he seems to have changed his mind again, or this was originally a part of his plan..."
"And those silver coins contain very powerful and evil power. Perhaps they are not threatening to ordinary people, but they are extremely deadly to angels and their agents!"
"I am almost certain now that the reason why Necrodamus sent those magical creatures and those two demons to hunt me down is to kill everyone who has ever come into contact with those silver coins... In this way, no one can guess his plan."
"I also used the magic he taught me over the years to barely escape from the repeated pursuits."
Speaking of this, Sister Grady didn't know what she thought of, and actually laughed somewhat self-deprecatingly.
"But even if you let me go now, I probably won't live long... because Necrodamus will definitely send Razan to hunt me down next... In other words, I'm dead!!"
"Who is Razan?" Frank raised his eyebrows and asked.
A look of fear flashed in Sister Grady's eyes, and she said with lingering fear: "Necrodamus calls her the [Night Jackal], and almost all difficult tasks are completed by her."
"She was the one who attacked the monastery guards at that time..."
Logan Howlett twitched his nose lightly a few times and asked with interest: "Are you saying... that demigod?"
"Demigod?" Sister Grady was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "It can indeed be described that way."
"I remember that Necrodamus once said after getting drunk that Razan was imprisoned in a pyramid for two thousand years for disobeying her father's will."
"Later, he accidentally discovered an ancient document recording the location where Razan was imprisoned, and successfully found a way to break the external seal...
So in order to thank him for saving her life, Razan signed a contract to repay her gratitude and began to work for him."
"Originally, I thought this was just nonsense he said after drinking, but I didn't realize he wasn't lying until I saw Razan with my own eyes...
So if Necrodamus sends Razan to hunt me down next, it's useless no matter where I escape!"
"This is useful information." Frank nodded with satisfaction, and then asked: "If the rest of the silver coins are all in Necrodamus's hands, then where can we find him?"
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"I really don't know this."
Sister Grady glanced at the still bleeding wound and the small pool of blood under her that was beginning to take shape. In order not to die here directly from excessive blood loss, she frowned and pondered for a moment before speaking again:
"I remember, if Necrodamus wants to forge those silver coins, he will probably go to his old partner Regnar!"
"Who is this Regnar?" Frank felt that his patience was about to be exhausted by this old woman.
"I heard that he is a dwarf blacksmith from [Nidavellir]. Presumably, only a guy like him with mysterious forging power and rich knowledge can forge those sin silver into bullets... But unfortunately, I have never met him."
I don't know what you're talking about!
Frank put his hand on the hilt of his knife, "So, you don't know how to find this dwarf at all?"
"Cough, cough..."
Sister Grady could already feel the footsteps of death getting closer and closer to her, and quickly explained: "I think there is someone... no, there are two people who might know Regnar's whereabouts!"
"Who?"
"The Hellstorm siblings who were arrested by me a few years ago are now imprisoned in the Vatican's secret prison!"
Frank frowned slightly.
In order to prevent Sister Grady from secretly informing Necrodamus during their investigation, he finally decided to kill the other party.
After all, for him, completing the task assigned by Karl was the most important thing!!
However.
Just as he was about to do it, Logan Howlett beside him held his shoulder in an abnormal manner and shook his head silently at him.
"Huh?"
A look of doubt appeared on Frank's face.
Although he didn't understand why Logan would suddenly stop him at this time, he could be sure that it wasn't to "save" Sister Grady.
Did he discover something?
Well, that's possible!
Although the two had not been together for a long time, Frank still trusted Logan's character.
Moreover, the other party had no reason to put the subsequent task at risk of being exposed in advance because of a degenerate nun.
As his thoughts turned, Frank retracted the killing intent in his eyes and pointed his chin in the direction of departure, "Sister Grady, thank you for your cooperation, you can leave now."
Sister Grady couldn't help but ask: "You... you're not going to kill me?"
"Cough, cough..." Frank corrected righteously: "Don't talk nonsense, we [Hyperspace Group] have always been true to our word."
Sister Grady rolled her eyes: I believe you, you ghost, I just saw my great-grandmother beckoning to me!!
"Thank you."
Just as Sister Grady struggled to stand up and was about to leave this place of right and wrong, a gust of yin wind with a rotten smell suddenly blew past her.
Before she could react, the solid ground originally paved with stone under her feet suddenly turned into a flowing sand.
Caught off guard, Sister Grady's legs were directly trapped in this quicksand.
"Help... help, it's Razan, it must be her who came to hunt me down!"
"I don't want to die yet, please save me..."
Sister Grady let out a shrill wail, but dry arms wrapped in decaying shrouds stretched out from under the quicksand one after another.
They grabbed Sister Grady's legs and dragged them forcefully under the quicksand.
Before Sister Grady could ask for help again, her whole body had already been submerged in the rolling quicksand.
But this is not the end.
The owners of those arms that had just dragged Sister Grady were struggling to crawl out from under the quicksand—a group of humanoid mummies covered in filthy, decaying burial cloths.
“Ho… ho…”
“Aah… aah…”
Just like the zombies commonly seen in horror movies.
As soon as these mummies, reeking of decay, appeared, they opened their large mouths, the only part of them not wrapped in cloth, and emitted a series of hoarse roars, like sandpaper rubbing against an object, from their dry, waterless throats.
Waving their arms, they lunged towards Frank and Logan Howlett on the opposite side.
