After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 109 - 088: Dark Magic? (2 more updates)

Chapter 109: Chapter 088: Dark Magic? (2 more updates)

"Meow."

Mallory, who had been forgotten on the pier, suddenly woke up.

Seeing the black cat pacing near him, he merely lifted his eyelids, unbothered.

The black cat stood there, watching him quietly.

As if looking through someone else’s eyes.

Mallory wanted to say something, but suddenly a ball of black fog washed over him, and his sight darkened as he lost consciousness once again.

When he woke up again, he was lying in a patch of grass.

"Master!"

Mallory stood up, only to see a calm sea surface.

He howled towards the tranquil sea.

A passing vehicle on the other side, hearing the roar, was so startled they nearly drove their car into the sea.

"Insane."

"Damn it, are you courting death?"

Someone was so infuriated they swore at him from the car window.

Mallory was somewhat happy.

Because he had finally escaped from his so-called master.

The fact that the girl committed suicide had nothing to do with him.

He was happily deciding to leave,

when a cat came up before him from behind, staring at him fiercely.

"Where did this damned cat come from, get lost,"

"Meow."

The black cat bared its fangs at him.

Seeing this cat, he suddenly remembered something.

"It’s you, it’s your cat."

My god, how could he forget that this black cat belonged to the master.

Mallory smacked his head, "I have not killed your master, she jumped in herself, I wanted to save her, but she didn’t give me the chance."

The black cat looked at him as if looking at a waste.

"Meow."

Mallory didn’t understand cat language, so of course he didn’t know what it was saying.

The black cat simply walked forward.

Mallory finally understood, the black cat wanted him to follow.

*

"Young Master Hawthorne?"

Ethan Coates knocked on the table.

The person sitting opposite him raised his eyebrows.

"There’s some news," Ethan Coates opened the interface of the mobile phone, and a short message popped up, "The ribbon you asked for seems to have some history, and, there’s some special energy blessing it, like a kind of dark magic."

Saying this, Ethan Coates himself found it hard to believe.

Does magic really exist?

Len Hawthorne took it, looking at William Coleman’s testimony.

Above indeed it was said to have historical significance.

But.

Dark magic, could it really exist?

Thinking of yesterday’s blue jar incident, he started having other suspicions.

Perhaps, it does really exist.

If that kind of thing could exist, let alone Western Europe’s black magic.

"That ribbon doesn’t look like it has dark magic stored in it, it should be something else," As for what, he couldn’t articulate it.

"It seems we need to investigate this William Coleman further."

"Keep the person in custody."

"Until the real origin is found, he definitely won’t be released," Ethan Coates paused, "Young Master Hawthorne, this time’s artefact..."

"Both sides have people vying for it, however," Len Hawthorne’s eyes darkened slightly, "that aura, has disappeared."

"What aura."

"Nothing," Len stood up, "There’s nothing happening in the Mountain County, prepare to withdraw."

"Move out?" Ethan Coates pointed in the direction of River East Village, "What about the Divinity Temple?"

"That place has some strange forces, a common ancient martial artist simply can’s enter. The few major families in Sheffield City won’t exhaust their martial artists trying to intrude." Ancient martial artists are rare and precious, and families won’t easily send people over.

They also didn’t have that many people to send.

"Looks like it, at that time I almost..." Mentioning this, Ethan Coates became curious, "The medicine that healed me last time, where did you get it, Young Master Hawthorne?"

"A friend."

Little Chloe isn’t as simple as they’ve perceived. There could be others helping her behind the scenes.

*

Chloe Stephens opened Weibo, and the introduction of cultural relics gradually increased.

That blue jar was replaced by a golden cup.

Something seemed to have happened on the authority’s end, but they didn’t explicitly mention it to the public.

People didn’t really care about not seeing the blue jar, but the veteran antique collectors sensed something was off.

That blue jar was the real historical artifact.

Amongst all the artifacts, it is the most valuable.

There is a famous antique family in the Mountain county.

The Connor Family.

After seeing the news, GrandFather Connor furiously called the authorities in the Imperial City, and immediately after hanging up, prepared to leave for the ocean territory.

A pampered young man of the Connor family, Solomon Connor, walked in carrying two bags. Seeing his grandfather’s state, he asked, "Grandfather, where are you going?"

"Humph, those people in the Imperial City don’t understand the value of those cultural relics and give them all to foreigners. If I don’t go, they’ll be lost for good."

Hearing this, Solomon sneered, "Grandfather, I’ve told you before, don’t withdraw from the Imperial City."

GrandFather Connor commanded the car to be prepared for departure.

In fact, GrandFather Connor was merely an ordinary appraiser in the Bureau of Cultural Relics.

Moreover, it was a position he held in the past.

Due to a mistake and some internal scandal, GrandFather Connor was sent back home, and the outside didn’t have much to say about it.

Only a few knew about it.

The Connor Family assumed that their grandfather retired willingly from the Imperial City for old-age care.

Getting the news, GrandFather Connor seemed to have seen hope.

If he could help the state retrieve those relics, his little mistake would count for nothing.

He made those statements at home because he didn’t want his grandson to know about it and see his image as an elder topple.

Turning around, Solomon left GrandFather Connor’s matter behind.

He’d hooked a woman today.

He was feeling quite pent-up, so he’d brought her out to have some fun.

Evening.

Driving Ferrari, Solomon got off along with the sexy woman next to him and headed towards a bar.

Anna Williams knew Solomon’s identity, so she dressed up provocatively after meeting him. As expected, the Connor Family’s young master took the bait.

Anna’s gaze flickered as she suddenly noticed a familiar figure.

"Young Master Connor, I’ve met someone I know."

"Oh? Someone you know? Where?"

Solomon drew her back, wrapping her in his arms.

Following Anna’s gaze, his eyes shone!

The little girl was so pretty!

Under the night light, the girl’s simple school uniform and her pure and mysterious charm were exceptionally seductive.

Her fair complexion was bathed in a soft glow. With a rise of her brows, for a moment, she dazzled the world!

Such a beautiful young girl was really rare to see!

Noticing Solomon’s expression, Anna bit her lip, her body softening into his embrace, "Young Master Connor, this is the person who caused me harm. You said you’d help me."

Solomon cleared his throat, momentarily entranced by the soft beauty in his arms.

"If this young master said I’d help you regain face, I will. Let’s go and stop that person."

"Thanks, Young Master Connor!" Looked at Anna playfully.

Looking at the playful woman in his arms, Solomon was thrilled. He wished he could get a bed right there to get the deed done.

As Chloe Stephens passed by, she wanted to buy something for Yvette Foster but was stopped by a man and a woman, along with two young bodyguards.

Solomon pointed at Chloe and said, "Capture this girl and take her away."

To get back his face, he couldn’t do it in the middle of the street. He’d need to take her elsewhere to torment her at leisure.

Chloe looked at the pair in front of her, her face cold.