Chapter 1916 Meeting an old friend in a foreign land
When the woman heard West asking this question, her eyes visibly drifted.
With a somewhat condescending look, he said: "Nordic, Holy Council."
West had heard of the Holy Council of Northern Europe.
The Holy Council is not a first-rate supernatural organization, but it does have a certain reputation.
This is like those players who play in England and Spain.
Even in the second-tier league, I feel that the level is higher than that in China.
Of course, this is also true.
Their level is really high, it goes without saying.
The same is basically true for the North American supernatural world.
Even second-tier or even third-tier organizations or sects in Europe and Asia.
The level is still higher than that of the supernatural world in North America.
The reputation of this holy council is not due to any glorious deeds they have done.
It's because they are mortal enemies with the Scarlet Church.
Of course, the current supernatural world is not as endless as it used to be.
Most of the time, the current mortal enemies would not kill each other for no reason.
It's more about competition on certain things, that is, literary fighting.
For example, if there is any competition in the supernatural world, the performance of both parties may not be the most outstanding.
But once they faced each other, they were on full fire in the ring.
Or maybe if one party does something, the other party must do it.
Of course, in the past hundred years, the Scarlet Church has produced a twenty-third generation Blood Mary.
Therefore, the Scarlet Church has always suppressed the Holy Council.
When Sivir looked at West and others, he was indeed a little contemptuous.
How desolate is the supernatural world in North America?
Many times one or two evil spirits can cause chaos.
Just because there is no one to deal with it.
If it is placed in other areas, if evil spirits dare to cause trouble, it must be properly arranged.
"I'll take you there," Sivir said.
Half of the people in this makeshift settlement are psychics.
The remaining half also had contact with psychics.
So here, everyone is familiar with the supernatural world and magic.
The registration process is very simple. Basically everyone just needs to explain their identity and the force they belong to.
But West felt that the people who registered seemed to be guarding against something.
West led people out of the simple registration office.
Sivir is still with him.
"You'd better not wander around at night."
"Why?"
"It's not completely safe here."
"Are you saying that having peers would be detrimental to us?" West asked.
"Do you know the purpose of our gathering here?"
"Protect the poisonous dragon, the guardian of the prairie." West said.
"Yes, it is not only unclean creatures that attack the poisonous dragon, but also a group of unclean humans. They worship the evil god. They believe that as long as they kill the poisonous dragon, they can destroy the balance of nature." Sivir said: "So we are not only It’s about fighting against unclean creatures, and against the kind that hide among us.”
Sivir paused and continued: "In the past period, most of the missing people were attacked by humans."
"So this registration is also to identify ourselves and the enemy, right?"
Sivir nodded: "That's right."
"So are we suspicious?"
"Your passports have minimized your suspicion," Sivir said.
"Looks like we're lucky," West said with a smile.
"I live in the hut north of the gathering area. If you have any trouble, you can come to me." Sivir said calmly.
After saying that, Sivir turned and left.
"Come on, let's go to where we live."
"Mr. West, where do we live?"
"There are some houses right by the river. I just paid some money, so the person in charge here arranged a good house for us," West said.
When they found a place to live, they found that it was indeed a good place.
There are no obvious flaws except that there are crocodiles in the river.
As for the crocodile's activities, it is not a problem for everyone.
Although the houses here are all made of wood, they are of pretty good style and also have some electrical equipment.
There is no need for people to live a primitive life.
West said he paid some money, but it was actually quite a large amount.
At least that's enough money to build these cabins.
Otherwise, they would not be able to allocate such a good house.
The houses along the river are lined up in a row, and 80% of them are occupied by people from the Supernatural Association.
Everyone was tired from traveling and traveling these past few days, and finally they were able to rest.
However, before everyone could pack their luggage, there was noise outside.
"Get out of here, I want to see who dares to live in the place I like."
There was yelling and cursing outside, and the sound was very arrogant.
Everyone in the Paranormal Society heard the sound.
One by one came out of their respective rooms.
When I came out, I immediately saw an old acquaintance.
And when their old acquaintance saw the people from the Supernatural Association, his throat felt as if a hand was grabbing him.
The sound got stuck in his throat and came out.
This person was none other than Magri Modric, the Norwegian head of the Holy Fire Cult who they met deep in the Norwegian forest during their previous mission.
Magri Modric opened his mouth, his face full of stiffness and embarrassment.
He never imagined that he would meet someone from the Supernatural Association again in the Serengeti prairie, thousands of miles away.
He had escaped death last time, but he didn't expect that this time, he would find his own death again.
"Mr. Magri, what a coincidence, we meet again." West stood in front of the door, squinting at Magri Modric.
Jolene Nash also came over, and a ball of flame condensed in her palm: "Mr. Magri, I have already practiced the little sun I got from you last time, and I can just ask you for advice."
"That... misunderstanding... is really a misunderstanding." Magri Modric shouted quickly.
Just kidding, if you conflict with these people, you will die without knowing how.
He and his men had suffered enough last time.
And this time he brought not as many people as last time.
The main reason is that we suffered heavy losses last time, and we still haven’t filled up our staff yet.
If there was another conflict, even if all his people were dead, they wouldn't be able to defeat the people of the Supernatural Association.
And among the Supernatural Association, Haleys was the one who impressed Magri Modric the most.
This guy killed that madman Riblick.
Magri Modric felt that even if there was only Hailis alone, they would not be able to deal with her.
At this moment, he was groaning secretly in his heart, wishing he could turn around and leave.
