Chapter 1916
It was two in the afternoon. A car with a Granville license plate drove into Enneaton, and out ctwo men in
sunglasses. They were also equipped with scameras. At first glance, they looked like tourists, but these men
were actually Matthew and Rat.
Matthew summoned Rat the moment he decided to make the trip to Stonedale. He wasn't sure if Lord Voodoo
had returned, nor did he look into it. If Lord Voodoo found out he was looking for him, that sly old fox might run
away again, and he would be led on a wild goose chase. Rat was the perfect candidate for the other job he
needed to carry out. He used to be a pickpocket, and the guy looked unassuming, making him the perfect man
for a recon mission. Salazar was hanging out around town, hiding in the shadows. The moment Matthew was
able to confirm Lord Voodoo's location, he would crunning. Rat went around to gather sintelligence. He
disguised himself as a tourist and strolled around town, going through the spot Gregory mentioned for a closer
look. Meanwhile, Matthew stayed behind to train He just took a Wallbreaker pill and was currently absorbing its
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtpowers.
The recent battles had been a lot more dangerous, and Matthew realized that he wasn't powerful enough to face
these enemies. He needed to improve, or the next the had to fight someone like Levi or Martin, he would be
dead.
Salazar could provide great help at the moment, but Gregory's story also told Matthew a grim truth. His enemy
was powerful, and terrifyingly so. Matthew's father was unparalleled, or so the people said, and yet he perished
nonetheless. If | don't power up, I'll die as well.
About two hours later, the sound of footsteps approached Matthew's room. His eyes snapped open, and the first
thing he saw was Rat entering his room.
Rat whispered, "I got something, Matt."
Matthew's eyes went wide. "What did you get?"
"So, | went to the spot, and the drug you gavetwitched."
Matthew's eyes shone. The drug he gave Rat could resonate with cursed bugs. He needed to confirm if there
were cursed bugs around the place, and now he got his answer. We have a bug problem. Gregory wasn't lying.
Lord Voodoo must have a lair there. However, just because the drug reacted was not indicative of Lord Voodoo's
return. All it took for the drug to react was the existence of cursed bugs, after all. If Lord Voodoo did live in that
place for a while, the drug would react as well, even if he was absent at the moment.
"Did you ask the locals?" Matthew asked.
Rat shook his head. "I couldn't. Matt, there's more than one bungalow there. It's a housing area with about sixty
units, and every unit is detached. | tried to look deeper, but | just couldn't pinpoint the one you wanted. | can't
ask questions if | don't know what | should ask."
Matthew frowned. He thought there would only be a single courtyard there. That would make things a lot easier
for him, but this new information certainly complicated things. If Lord Voodoo's lair did have cursed bugs, their
smell would permeate the whole area, making every single house smell like his lair. Without a precise location,
they could never start any investigations. And if we get the wrong unit, he's going to realize we're looking for
him. | bet my last dollar he'll escape once again, and we'll be back to square one.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm
word
word
mmMwWLIII0fiflo&1
mmMwWLIII0fiflo&1
mmMwWLIII0fiflo&1
mmMwWLIII0fiflo&1
mmMwWL1i10f1ifl0&1
mmMwWLIII0fiflo&1