Kevin took out a crystal ball as big as a fist. The crystal ball shone with a blue-white light, which was so strange in the night.
The blood-soaked mud and Sheriff Zapudi's pistol slowly floated up and slowly rotated around the crystal ball which was also in the air.
The crystal ball emitted a blue-white light, which shone on the mud and the pistol.
Soon, the muzzle of the pistol stopped swinging irregularly, but turned to the mud soaked with the blood of the Black Queen.
This proved that the pistol was aimed at the Black Queen in the end.
Dense beads of sweat appeared on Kevin's forehead.
The pistol slowly fell to the ground, leaving only the mud floating in the air, slowly floating and sinking.
The mud slowly turned into a line and began to rotate around the crystal ball.
After a while, maybe a few seconds, maybe more than ten seconds, the mud turned into a shuttle shape, pointing in one direction.
Kevin closed his eyes, the light on the crystal ball disappeared, and the mud fell to the ground.
Rudolph saw Ichabod walking towards Kevin, so he also hurried towards Kevin.
"Kevin, how is it?"
Kevin closed his eyes at this time, and seemed very tired.
"Ichabod, according to the divination results, Sheriff Zaputi's gun was aimed at the owner of the sludge.
I also did divination on the sludge, and the person who killed Sheriff Zaputi was indeed the priest of the evil god's nest. The Black Queen is in the southwest, not far away, half a day's journey."
Ichabod nodded: "Okay, you should rest quickly."
Kevin stretched out his hands and lay on the spot, unable to open his eyes. The divination just now consumed a lot of his strength.
After listening to the conversation between the two, Rudolph realized that witch hunters did not need those troublesome evidence deductions to solve the case, they only needed to let the words make divinations.
Ichabod didn't seem to be sleepy, so Rudolph asked quietly:
"Mr. Ichabod, I have only been a patrolman for a few months. I have a question for you."
"Please go ahead."
"I don't have any problem with Kevin, I just want to ask, aren't Word Spirits heretical apostles?"
Ichabod glanced at Kevin:
"Word Spirits are indeed heretical apostles, but Word Spirits that don't use curses have very practical divination abilities.
Since the royal family hired the royal astrologer, the suppression of Word Spirits has begun to diverge.
Now only cursed Word Spirits are regarded as heretical apostles, and divination Word Spirits have become our excellent helpers.
Whether it is the royal family or the parliament, they all need the ability of Word Spirits.
They can make many complicated things simple, saving complicated processes and directly obtaining the correct answers.
The divination books issued by Word Spirits are as effective as evidence."
"Oh, then the royal family and the parliament are really good at adapting."
Rudolph also felt that if the Tribunal was full of alchemists, it would be difficult to deal with so many weird apostles.
Perhaps, there are many whitewashed heretics in the Tribunal.
The next day, following the direction Kevin pointed, the three of them came to the far side of a rural church.
Rudolph asked Kevin if the murderer was inside, but Kevin said he was not sure.
"What? In other words, divination only works at night. If things change during the day, the divination will be invalid?"
"I don't know what happened in half a day. Besides, I can't see the stars during the day, so I can't make divinations."
Rudolph breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He thought about it and realized that it would be very difficult if he was targeted by the Word Spirit. As long as the Word Spirit is not omniscient and omnipotent, at least, the Word Spirit during the day is not threatening.
Rudolph decided that he would never litter in the future, and anything related to him would be kept well and not let anyone get it. What if
the Word Spirit got his things and made a divination on him, wouldn't all his secrets be exposed?
The murderer who killed Sheriff Zaputi is likely in that church. The question now is how to proceed.
Ichabod asked, "What is that church dedicated to?"
Rudolph looked at the decorations outside the church and replied,
"Generally, rural churches are dedicated to the Druid goddess of nature.
Farmers believe that the goddess of nature can bless livestock and grains, which is what the Druids have been preaching.
Judging from the decorations outside the church, the church is carved with flowers, plants, cattle and sheep. It is definitely the church of the goddess of nature."
The Black Queen actually hid in the church of the goddess of nature. She is very good at finding places.
If it weren't for a word spirit who happened to get her blood sample, the Black Queen might not have been discovered for a long time.
Generally, a village will naturally appear with a large farmer as the core. Farmers who work for the farmer will settle their homes around the farmer.
If the village has existed for a long time, the Druids will build a rural church here.
At this time, there are still ordinary farmers and women coming in and out. The church is not only for prayer, but also one of the few places for communication and conversation in the village.
Ichabod looked at the farmers and women who kept coming in and out, and said:
"Wait, wait until there are no ordinary people in the church at night, wait for Kevin to do another divination, and then we will attack.
The murderer can't escape, her blood is in Kevin's hands."
Ichabod and Kevin were very confident. They had been chasing like this many times, and no one could escape their pursuit.
Time came to night, and Kevin waited until the moon reached its highest point, and did another divination.
"The result is the same, the murderer is still in the church and has not left the church."
"Action!"
When they approached the church, Rudolph couldn't help asking: "How should we sneak into the small church?"
Before Ichabod answered, Kevin spoke first: "Sneak in? No need to sneak in, just rush over."
Before Rudolph could react, he saw Ichabod whipping the horse and speeding towards the church.
Kevin also slapped the horse to catch up, and Rudolph had to urge the horse.
Rudolph carefully pulled out his gun, and he didn't know how to cooperate with the two men.
Kevin said to Rudolph while riding his horse:
"Don't be nervous, Rudolph. Since we are with you, we can guarantee your safety. You don't even need to do anything. Ichabod can handle it alone.
But we'd better stay away from Ichabod. He is more irritable and can easily crush us."
Rudolph didn't quite understand what "crush us" meant at first, until he saw Ichabod's fighting style.
Ichabod's physique was definitely strengthened, just like Rudolph's physical strength sharing contract.
On both sides of his thick waist, there was a huge square bag.
Ichabod took out one grenade after another from the bag and threw it out.
The speed of the grenade was so fast that Rudolph could only see a black line.
The grenade smashed the glass of the chapel. In just a few seconds, at least 10 grenades were thrown into the church.
The church was only about 100 square meters, a small area, and then there were continuous explosions inside.
Shrapnel flew and smashed the glass of the chapel.
The fire was blazing, and the thick smoke was pushed out of the window by the air wave.
The thick smoke in the night was dark and slowly crawling.
This small church could be completely covered by the firepower of the irritable old man Ichabod alone, and there was really no need for Rudolph and Kevin to intervene.