In a nondescript log cabin deep in the Wisconsin forest, a man with an abnormal silver glint in his eyes sat face-to-face at a table with another woman with a solemn and serious look, sipping on a hot bitter coffee, without speaking, or making any eye or physical contact.

Obviously, the former is none other than Lucas, who recently traveled to Washington, D.C., for an emergency meeting.

Of course, like all the old monsters who hide behind the scenes and manipulate the United States of America, Lucas is just one of the pseudonyms used to disguise his identity after his death, and his real name is Benjamin Harrison, the twenty-third president of the United States and the founder of the Harrison family.

However, a few years before he ascended to the presidency, a friend led him to gradually get in touch with the underground world, and suddenly realized that whether it was power or money, it was nothing in the face of absolute power.

In many cases, as long as the Supreme Council of North America makes a decision, it will all be lost in an instant, and even the lives of themselves and their families cannot be saved.

As a result, driven by ambition and desire, the ambitious man began to desperately collect things related to supernatural powers, eager to find a way to gain power and prolong his life.

It wasn't long before a messenger from heaven approached the door and signed an agreement with him to expand the church's influence.

The reward is to receive a share of the divine blood of the Most High Angel before death, and to gain a long lifespan of 500 to 1,000 years.

He hadn't seen the angels since the deal was over.

Because Lucas knows that the Supreme Council of North America is the true supreme ruler of this land, even with the rapid development of human science and technology, the creation of a powerful weapon like the hydrogen bomb, the chance of winning a head-on war with the underground world is not more than ten percent.

But today, the angel who had disappeared for more than a hundred years suddenly came to the door, and he was a little unsure if there was some ulterior secret or conspiracy hidden behind it.

In this way, facing the bright moonlight, the two were silent for more than ten minutes, until the entire pot of coffee was drunk, and the angel disguised as a human woman put down the cup, crossed his chin and said, "Faithful believer, Heaven needs your help. ”

"Help, what kind of help?" Lucas asked, narrowing his eyes and looking wary.

You know, he's not a devout person, he's an outright egoist who won't risk doing things for an angel if he doesn't do enough good.

"It's easy! I want to find out what really happened in the war games in Brooklyn, New York, some time ago, and why the angels in the New York area have disappeared one after another. The woman was straightforward about her intentions.

From the stiff and indifferent expression on her face, it was clear that she had just forcibly taken possession of this body through some forbidden magic, so that she could not control it well until now.

"I'm sorry! There's nothing I can do about it! You should know that there was only one survivor of the last war game, and that was a young wizard who had only recently been promoted to the Supreme Council of North America, and who also mastered the art of master alchemy. He's a real danger, and I don't want to joke with my life. Lucas shook his head quickly without thinking.

Although he has always been very courageous, he also knows that investigating this kind of thing will inevitably arouse the alarm of many people in the underground world, which is basically equivalent to hitting the muzzle of a gun himself, and he will die a miserable death 100%.

The angel was undoubtedly very aware of this, and barely squeezed out a very incongruous smile, raised his left hand to stop, and said, "Wait! Don't be in a hurry to refuse! Don't you want to hear the conditions we have made this time?"

"No, it's not a matter of conditions, it's that I don't want to ......"

Before Lucas could finish his words, he suddenly heard a low knock on the door outside, and his eyes suddenly showed nervousness and unease.

After all, the wooden house is located in the depths of the primeval forest, and few people know the location, let alone visit it without calling in advance, and despite the strong physical fitness and magical talent given by the Heavenly Bloodline, he has almost never really fought to the death with anyone.

The angel undoubtedly sensed the other party's tense nerves, took the initiative to give a slightly calming look, and instantly condensed a beautifully decorated stabbing sword with divine light in his palm, and took the initiative to come to the door to open a gap, revealing half of his face and smiling tentatively: "Good evening, sir, who are you looking for?"

"Wow! An angel who entered the country illegally! I thought only a demon would enter the world in such a way. Zhang Cheng pretended to exaggerate and raised his eyebrows sarcastically.

Obviously, with the address on the back of the crumpled photo on his hand, it took him less than an hour and a half to find the hiding place where his target was hiding from outsiders.

It has to be said that under the cover of Wisconsin's vast expanse of virgin forests and rivers, lakes and swamps, it is almost impossible to find a house made of wood.

Thankfully, with the coordinates provided behind the photos, the satellite was able to discover this secluded and secluded place.

"You are a resident of the underworld?!" the angel's pupils contracted sharply, emitting a faint golden light.

"Relax, I'm not here to trouble you this time, but to find the gentleman behind you to deal with personal matters. If you turn around and leave now, I'll treat it as if I didn't see anything, what do you think?" Zhang Cheng didn't care about the strong hostility revealed by the other party at all, and gave a suggestion in a slightly playful tone.

To be honest, as an outsider, he doesn't have much hatred for the forces of heaven and hell, but just finds the balance and intrigue very interesting.

"Private matter?" the angel subconsciously turned around and glanced at Lucas.

"That's right! He's done something stupid, and now he's going to pay some price. Believe me, you wouldn't want to get involved in a feud between us, it wouldn't do Heaven any good. ”

After saying this, Zhang Cheng directly raised the supreme authority in his hand and lightly tapped it on the other party.

Moment!

The angel's consciousness was temporarily expelled from the body, and the woman who was occupying the body suddenly fell into a deep coma and fell to the floor with a thud.

Zhang Cheng ignored the woman who fell to the ground, directly pushed open the door and walked into the wooden house, curled the corners of his mouth and said to the old guy sitting on the chair: "Hello, little mouse hiding in Tibet, I finally caught you." Tell me, do you like me to call you Benjamin Harrison, or do you call your current name Lucas?"

"You...... Are you !!!!!" Lucas clearly recognized the identity of the intruder, his face suddenly turned ugly, and one of his hands subconsciously grabbed the antique shotgun placed on the shelf next to him.

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