This aura is deadly

The concert on the square ended at this time. The believers gathered in the small square. Some people came out of the VIP lounge area one after another. Chen Ke and Shreli could only follow the crowds of twos and threes to the small square.

Passing by the side of the stage, Chen Ke saw that behind the stage, several singing superstars who were invited were led by black suit bodyguards to the small port. It seemed that the Divine Will Secret Society did not intend to keep them here for supper.

The square was full of people. He roughly counted them and estimated that there were two or three hundred people. The outlines of the human figures were all blue, but behind the stage there was a slender blonde woman with a golden outline.

Shreli saw her from a distance and whispered to Chen Ke that it was the current female president of Sulu, Zhenenin Levankovsky.

She seemed to be preparing something backstage. There was no way to touch her in the current situation, but except for him, the remaining three targets were not seen on the scene. Maybe they are all in the castle now.

A bald man in a white suit walked onto the stage, wearing white gloves on both hands, expressionless and cold. He held a microphone and leaned sideways to communicate with the staff in the audience.

"Ah, it looks like there will be a long speech." Chen Ke whispered. They stood at the end of the crowd, with bodyguards in black suits behind them.

This occasion reminded Chen Ke of the morning meeting on Mondays in junior high school. After doing gymnastics, everyone had to listen to the speech of the bald principal.

"Hey, hey, hey..." The bald man tried to sing.

The scene became quiet, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the stage. From their expressions, it seemed that these people were very much looking forward to it.

"First of all, thank you all for taking the time to attend the gathering of our mysterious little group tonight. Everyone is busy outside, so we will avoid other polite words. Our original intention and goal have never changed, even if we encounter setbacks. Tonight, I want to tell you a piece of bad news that makes us extremely sad. The witch of the parliament, Ms. Oliveira, lost her life in the process of pursuing the will of God and fulfilling our great will of God." The bald man said in a sad voice.

As soon as this was said, there was a wave of restlessness in the audience. The bald man looked at the crowd in the audience and paused his speech at the right time, as if leaving time for the believers to react.

Chen Ke heard three kinds of voices coming from the crowd. One was confused, not knowing who Oliveira was, and even less what a witch was, and was asking each other about it. Another was contemptuous, as if they didn't take the witch seriously, and didn't care about "God's will". The third was real panic and sadness, but not for Oliveira, but more like doubting the future of the Divine Will Conclave.

"Ms. Oliveira left us, but her sacrifice will spur us on, and our God has not abandoned us. His daughter will join us tonight to perform a sacred memorial ceremony." The bald man said.

Hearing this, some people dispelled their doubts, and some began to whisper and discuss the "Daughter of God".

The audience began to applaud, as if they were inspired by the arrival of the Daughter of God. Some newcomers had never seen the God of the Divine Will Conclave, so they were very much looking forward to this matter.

All kinds of discussions were drowned out by the applause. It seemed that the followers of the Secret Society of God's Will were not sincere. Only after some senior followers received benefits such as extended life and spiritual power, they were able to maintain it. I don't know how many people have seen Thor himself.

"Next, let's invite the outstanding children of the Secret Society of God's Will, the high priest Zhenenin Levankovsky, to the stage to give us a speech." The bald man changed the subject and invited Zhenenin Levankovsky to come up.

The applause from the audience continued. Everyone was a person of the scene, and this kind of superficial etiquette would still be pretended.

Zhenenin Levankovsky, wearing a gray business suit and gray stockings, with long golden hair tied behind her head, her skin was as white as snow. Under the moonlight, Chen Ke felt that she had no blood.

Zhenenin Levankovsky spoke generously. At this time, Shreli felt a little tired. She patted Chen Ke on the shoulder. Her face did not look good. Chen Ke took Shreli's hand and led him to the VIP lounge.

The bodyguards stopped Shreli, and Chen Ke hurried forward to explain.

"My fiancé wants to go to the bathroom." Chen Ke said.

The bodyguards looked at each other and had no choice but to let them go. The two returned to the room in the VIP lounge and immediately cancelled their gender disguises.

Levankovsky's speech will probably last for a while. Most people will gather in the square during this time. The security forces in other places are very weak. Chen Ke started to think.

"Can you help me change my clothes?" Chen Ke asked Shreli who was sitting on the bed.

"Of course, this won't consume much magic power. What do you want to do?" Shreli said.

"I want to go to the top of the city wall. It's higher there, and I can see the whole picture around the square. Maybe I can find their monitoring center." Chen Ke said.

"Don't go too far, otherwise your clothes will disappear." Shreli said as she raised her hand and made a gesture. Chen Ke immediately turned into a white robe and a pointed hat with a mask on his body, which perfectly covered his face.

"How far can it last?" Chen Ke asked, touching his clothes, just like the real thing.

"About 600 to 700 meters." Shreli said.

"That's enough. I only need a few minutes. We have to go back before President Su Luo finishes his speech." Chen Ke said.

"Good luck... If you don't come back and there's another fight outside, I'll be ready." Shreli said.

"Can you protect yourself?" Chen Ke said.

Shrili transformed into Wu Guang's replica doll. The doll sat next to Shrili and put his hand into the opening in the belly of Shrili's deep V dress.

"If someone breaks in, I know what to do." Shreli smiled.

Of course Chen Ke knew what Slaili meant. As long as Wu Guang's body was not discovered for a while, her trick would work.

Chen Ke nodded, pushed the door open, and walked into the city wall corridor. This corridor reminded Chen Ke of Van Hede, but it was much more modern than Van Hede. He climbed up the small stairs and climbed to the top of the city wall. The sea breeze It blew down from the opening above and almost blew his hat off.

There are wooden crates and equipment boxes stacked on the walkway of the city wall. Many automatic rifles are lying inside. They look like new goods. There are fewer bodyguards on them. Most of them have gone to the small square. Here you can hear the Jie Niening’s speech.

When no one was paying attention, Chen Ke picked up a submachine gun from the box beside him and put it in his hand. Then he followed their example and walked towards the far end of the city wall. His eyes scanned his feet, searching for the location of the control room.