World Occult Usage Guide

Chapter 179 The Third Lelou Garrut

"The owner of this ship... was originally named Carlo Bennett."

"Carlo?"

Mishi's eyes widened, and Lin An asked in a low voice, "Do you know this guy?"

“Carlo Bennett was quite a figure at the newspaper where I used to work,” Mishi told him. “His nickname was ‘Chameleon,’ a notorious crime boss on the border between Canada and the United States.”

"His gang started as a private militia organization that first joined the Gulf Cartel. Chameleon then used his connections to develop it into his own independent organization, which not only trafficked drugs but also carried out assassinations, human trafficking, and money laundering."

"Chameleon's main area of ​​operation is northern England. The DEA says his methods are very advanced. He has bribed various connections, and his gang has received paramilitary technical training, making them very difficult to deal with and impossible to find any evidence against."

“About five years ago, he was finally arrested in a small town in Michigan. Federal prosecutors estimated in court documents that Chameleon handled 60 kilograms of heroin and 42 kilograms of hemp, with a total transaction value of over $110 billion, although this was not his profit.”

"You mean Chameleon?" the disciplinary squad leader said in surprise. "But wasn't he sentenced to 85 years in prison? He'll probably spend the rest of his life in jail."

“Of course I know he was arrested, because I was the one who put it in there,” Simon said coldly. “And I also saw it released.”

"A chameleon has appeared?"

"Did you, Captain, send him in?"

Two questions were uttered in unison by the crowd. Simon seemed unwilling to say more, waved his hand, and only answered the first question.

"The last time I saw it, the chameleon was undergoing extensive cosmetic surgery, changing its appearance and gender, and forging a new identity. It has been missing ever since."

Compared to the enigmatic and mysterious figures, the cruel criminals sent a chill down everyone's spine.

They have been mystics for no more than six months, but as humans, they have lived for decades.

"So, Captain Simon, why do you know so much about this ship?" The captain of the disciplinary squad regretted his earlier question, but his curiosity compelled him to continue.

"Crashing... crashing..."

The water rippled at the group's feet. Simon fell silent, avoiding the question, and the captain was too embarrassed to ask about this painful past for him.

However, the painful memories of his early life did not let him go.

A soft laugh rang out, followed by a languid and husky contralto voice, her thick, romantic French accent seeming to exude fragrance in everyone's ears.

“I’m so glad to see you again, my friend, under the pseudonym Raul Olymp. After all, you were undercover on a similarly structured black ship for a full 14 years.”

“Bennett!” Simon’s pupils contracted sharply. “It really was you!”

"How strange! I clearly painted this ship a beautiful beige, so why are you still haunting me? Sigh, back then I caused your fiancée's family to be ruined, is it really necessary to hate me so much? There are plenty of women out there—hehe, you can even settle for me now!"

"I will kill you with my own hands, Bennett!"

Simon was furious; even after many years, time had not healed his wounds.

"If you kill me, will the world accept the order you want? If only everything were that simple; if only there were always bad people doing bad things somewhere for no reason; just separate them from the others and eliminate them."

The woman's languid voice echoed through the dark passageway, like a kitten scratching at its heart.

“I made a small mistake, but I’ve atoneed for it, haven’t I? Don’t forget, I was the one who brought you into the church back then.”

"shut up!"

Six wings unfurled on Simon, and as the feathers scattered, a cold and terrifying gaze flickered in and out. He held a longsword, and a halo appeared behind his head, illuminating the increasingly handsome, almost unattainable face of the boy like a bright moon.

Lin An narrowed his eyes slightly, the gazes hidden behind the wings reminding him of the most evil legends about Sariel.

—Evil eye, an angel with an evil eye.

"Captain, wait for us!"

"Captain Simon, please calm down!"

The two teams chased after Simon, splashing loudly in the river water that had unknowingly reached their calves.

The shouts of the crowd calmed Simon's impulse slightly. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to stay suspended in mid-air.

We cannot abandon them.

He wants to protect every citizen.

Never open the door to even the slightest evil thought, for doing so will allow even greater evil to follow.

“Hemp is legal in Michigan, and the country has even approved the trade of less than 2.5 grams of heroin. I’m so unlucky. I’ve been doing business honestly my whole life, but you sent me to prison and removed my genitals!”

The woman's voice suddenly rose, sharp and impassioned, exploding in Simon's ears.

"Without my taxes, this city would be more chaotic, dirtier, and poorer! The new Tower of Babylon wouldn't be as magnificent!"

There was no public address system on the giant ship, and the woman's words undoubtedly revealed her location.

"Wow!"

She deliberately took long strides, splashing water, so that Simon could clearly see her turn and run towards the gate at the end of the sailors' quarters.

"He's trying to lure you there! Simon, don't fall for it!"

Barry had barely finished speaking when someone tugged at his sleeve. Turning around, he saw Lin An. "The captain always knows what he's doing, so there's no need to worry about his safety. But what about us? If the captain leaves, we can't survive. Wouldn't we just be a burden?"

The system clearly monitors everyone's data, and Lin An discovered that as soon as Simon stopped to wait for his teammates, the contamination level immediately rose.

Although I don't understand how to control the "Lord of Dreams," if you don't let him kill Carlo Bennett soon, the Captain might lose control!

"You...you're right!" Mishi was the first to believe her, grabbing her curly orange hair tightly. "I want to be the captain's helper, I don't want to hold him back!"

“Perhaps we’ve relied on him too much.” Barry paused, then sighed. “It’s time to let him have his fun.”

“But Captain Simon has an obligation…” The captain of the disciplinary squad was about to say something when he was interrupted by a rustling sound.

Sure enough, as soon as Simon rushed into the captain's cabin, the pursuers immediately surrounded them. Their hungry yellow eyes gleamed, and the sounds of them swallowing their saliva rose and fell.

Mishi sprinkled a handful of fairy powder, and three tall and strong creatures appeared.

They are two meters tall, covered in thick gray fur, have wolf heads, and stand upright on two legs.

Werewolf?

No, it's one of the legends of Maple Leaf Country.

Lin An had a guess in his mind, and as expected, the system posted the data of these "Lords of the Earth".

Name: Lelou Garrou
[Rating]: Ghost Stories - Level E

Radiation level: 40.2%
[Pollution Level]: 87.5%
[Medium]: Lord of the Earth
The Loup-garou literally translates to werewolves. Quebecers believe they are a group of punished, negligent believers who failed to fulfill their religious obligations by Easter for seven consecutive years.

Besides being a werewolf, Lelou Garrut can also transform into other animal forms, such as a calf, pig, cat, dog, or owl.

"Roar!"

Faced with this group of ferocious and brutal werewolves, the group, having lost Simon, felt an increased pressure. The three Lelou Garrut had high levels of radiation and pollution, and they cooperated with each other, putting the group in grave danger.

At the cost of several wounds, they gradually gained the upper hand. The captain of the disciplinary squad raised an ancient spear and thrust it at a Lelou Garrut that was caught off guard, aiming precisely at its forehead.

"Pfft!"

The blood stained the pool water crimson, and the smell of rust filled the air.

"Great! Victory is in sight!" Mishi cheered while assisting Barry in dealing with one of the Lelou Garru. "The captain will be so proud!"

Lin An turned the Philosopher's Stone, and green energy swept over the wounds that Lelu Garu had torn on everyone, when he suddenly noticed something strange.

After killing Lelou Garru, the captain of the disciplinary squad stood frozen in place, like a statue.

Not only that, healing energy could no longer enter his body.

died? !
A familiar strange sound came from behind, and Lin An recognized it as belonging to that mysterious red-eyed animal!
It ran nimbly through the chaos, and its figure, quite similar to Lelou Garrut, inevitably attracted everyone's attention.

"what!"

The second victim was born. Lin An did not turn around rashly because he had a rough idea of ​​what it was.

The skinny Vasila, the dog-faced demon monkey, Lelou Garrut who disappeared into the darkness, and the flag with the roaring dog's head that first fluttered in the wind...

Eagle Nation's Hellhound—Black Dog!
"Encountering a black dog once brings joy; encountering a black dog twice brings sorrow; encountering a black dog three times brings death."

…………

"bump!"

Simon kicked the door open, and the captain's cabin was right in front of him.

Strange charts were pasted on the walls, and only Simon knew the sinister meaning behind the numbers. A man sat behind a dark wooden desk.

Her chair was turned away from Simon, and she looked at the electronic screen behind her, which was half-covered.

"Hehe, you've arrived..."

The husky female voice was different from the sharp male voice in my memory, but the tone was still so playful.

Simon raised his longsword high, and a purple light pierced the dim space. First, a horizontal line appeared on the back of the chair, and then its spring and a head flew high into the air.

"Gudong!"

The head fell to the ground, and the persistent buzzing of mosquitoes suddenly disappeared.

Simon's vision suddenly opened up, but instead of an endless expanse of water, he saw text displayed on an electronic screen, as if it had been waiting for him.

“Simon Lloyd, your future has come to an end, just like last time.”

"what--!"

A scream rang out behind him, and Simon recognized the voice as belonging to his teammate, Mishi.

He turned around, as if he had returned to that night.

(End of this chapter)