<h4>Chapter 423: Are You Spying On Me, Danton?</h4>


    “Hoho…” Annan narrowed his eyes and let out a low, arrogantugh, “What about the truth?


    “Who is it? Who has asked you to trouble her?”


    “The Last Work: David” was 180 centimeters tall, and his muscles were incredibly sturdy and burly. However, it was not that obvious when wearing a coat. But after bullets destroyed his shirt, it became intimidating.


    Watching the two remain silent, Annan grabbed a bullet stuck in his shoulder into his left hand.


    Under the terrified gazes of the two, he slowly clenched the bullet into a ball like he was ying with a walnut.


    Annan’s health dropped by 3% because of this action.


    “Fine.” Annan sighed and shook his head boredly, “I’m tired of this.”


    He punched over, knocking the person closest to him directly to the ground.


    When he raised his fist, the man subconsciously crouched down.


    However, Annan seemed to have predicted his movements from the very beginning.


    The ce where he initially punched was exactly where the man would squat!


    From another person’s point of view, it seemed as if that person had deliberately bumped his head into Annan’s fist.


    This body was like a marble statue — a stone statue of a sturdy man weighing more than 500 kilograms, and the strength of a punch could even parry an iron sword directly.


    The punch hit the nose; the man fell to the ground with a muffled sound and passed out.


    Thest person raised his gun subconsciously and aimed it at Annan.


    Annan grinned and stared back without fear.


    “Why don’t you try to shoot?” He said slowly with tremendous pressure, raising his right hand and holding the silver de.


    Annan stood there like a sculpture.


    He pointed to his forehead with his right thumb.


    “Try this ce?” The husky voice was terrifying, exuding a terrifying murderous aura.


    The opposing man was trembling, unable to hold the trigger.


    Of course, Annan’s movements were slow. It was because he had already felt his heartpletely shattered by the previous blow.


    His life force gradually dissipated even just standing there motionless.


    “Give me the gun if you don’t dare. Don’t waste your time.” The man hesitated for a moment, finally slowly inverted the muzzle’s direction, and put the gun in Annan’s hand.


    “We are hired guns, my lord. I have no intention of going against you. Please spare me.”


    The man said in a low voice in clear logic, “I can answer anything you want to ask; I can also leave my contact information. If you need me to do something for you in the future, you can look for me.”


    Annan snorted.


    If he knew at the beginning they were all ordinary people, and there were no transcenders, he would transform directly and kill them on the spot.


    This was indeed his mistake.


    The previous fear fragments were too biased toward solving puzzles. Thus, Annan subconsciously conformed to the previous thinking approach on “how to use what is already in the dungeon instance to solve the mystery”.


    Unexpectedly, there was “the fear of being unable to ask for help”.


    The fear of this female wizard was somewhat simr to Danton’s fear. In other words, wizards feared being “unable to cast spells”, which was also normal.


    But, these fear fragments were not a real nightmare after all.


    Since it was not a record extracted from the Dream World, it must be the information that the dead wizard himself had.


    Why are the people of the Papal Kingdom collecting spines?


    Could it be that the crafting recipe of the Hermetic School Sage’s Stone was leaked to the Papal Kingdom?


    This is unlikely.


    Or is it that Danton’s fear is mixed in here again?


    Thinking of this, Annan spoke in a harsh voice, “Before that, give me all your money.”


    “What?” Hearing such a request, even the only survivor was stunned.


    Annan growled impatiently, “Hey, what do you mean?


    “Are you letting me touch that dirty thing with my hands?”


    Dirty stuff?


    Do you mean the “corpses”?


    The man was startled.


    He quickly realized that this might have something to do with the curse of this formidable person.


    “Yes, yes… please wait a moment…” He responded immediately, handing his wallet to Annan.


    Annan opened it and found about a dozen banknotes and five silver coins. It seemed this was already a lot at the level of ordinary people.


    He inadvertently took out a silver coin and said inly, “That’s all?


    “You intend to buy the wizard’s life with this money?”


    “No, no—of course not. There’s more, but it’s all with the captain.” The man whispered, lowering his head down.


    In fact, Annan kept this victim alive intentionally.


    When Annan killed the first person, and when he slowly approached them, this person took the most steps back. He was also the one with the most intense fear on his face. It was for this reason that he was at the back of everyone.


    Annan was behind him and suddenly asked, “So, who is it?


    “Don’t fool me with the name of the Protector. I have gone abroad. Answer me immediately while you look for the stuff!”


    “Yes, my lord. We are just Austere-Winter’s mercenaries. Old Bart the “Sore Head” gave us this listst month and the recording ball that recorded the [Mind Buzzer] spell. But we don’t know who is the boss behind it.”


    “In other words, the other party doesn’t necessarily want an Edict Wizard’s spine? Or not necessarily her spine?”


    “Yes.”


    While lying on the ground picking up things, the man exined in a low voice, not daring to look back, “He also provided additional methods to counter Soul Snatch Spells and Idol Spells, but we can only mute Edict Wizard’s magic before seeing them. So it is safest to hunt Edict Wizards.


    “And we will investigate the specific coordinates on our own.”


    As he answered, there was a vague doubt in his heart.


    He suddenly began to wonder why the man hid in the closet, given his overbearing nature.


    And, what about the female owner of this house?


    At the very beginning, he only heard her screams. The ce was so small that it was supposed to be impossible to hide two people.


    He vaguely realized something and turned around.


    “—Bang! Bang!” Two gunshots sounded without warning.


    Annan, who had transformed into a girl’s body, fired without hesitation.


    However, the physical body was rtively weak. Annan was not confident about hitting the head, so the first shot was aimed at the back.


    But the first shot missed. Originally, Annan wanted to hit the lungs or stomach and aim the second shot at the head. However, the first shot went directly to the shoulder, and the second shot went to the cervical vertebra.


    “Why do you turn around?” Annan sighed, “Isn’t it better to y dumb now?”


    As Annan spoke, she immediately transformed back to the female body.


    After that, she urgently used silver coins to repair the wound on her body. Before the silver coins were depleted, she had restored her health to 45%.


    Originally, Annan wanted to fully restore her health before killing the man.


    After all, David’s body was made of marble. The Silver Sire’s healing divine art was ineffective on it. If Annan wants to regain health, he must revert to the female body.


    But if he changed back, there would be a cooldown period. He would not be able to transform right away. That girl had nobat experience, so it was impossible to fight with that body.


    If it was the divine art used by Father Flint to repair machines or the Divine Art used by the Elegant Elder to repair statues, those spells might be of some use.


    Annan’s vision went dark. Then, he returned to that broken world again.


    Annan’s health had dropped to 45% while gaining another fear fragment. His body had many bullet holes, and blood slowly oozed out. It even affected his movements somewhat.


    As for the painting that Annan entered previously, it had now beenpletely burned to ashes.


    But Annan narrowed his eyes slightly.


    Suddenly, he opened his mouth and said, “Are you spying on me, Danton?”