San Francisco, Magic Investigation Bureau.
Sitting in his chair, Roosevelt looked at Alice, who had come to report to him, and asked with concern, "Alice, how is your recovery? Do you feel any discomfort?"
Hearing Roosevelt's words of concern, Alice's heart warmed, and she slowly said, "I'm fine, Director."
"Actually, I'm here today to report to you what I learned yesterday!"
"Alright, go ahead."
Looking at Roosevelt, who had lit a cigarette in front of her, Alice paused. In the end, she chose to tell him everything that had happened last night.
Soon, Alice finished her report.
The entire room had become a paradise for immortals. After all, weren't the paradises of immortals covered in mist?
Smelling the pungent smoke in the room, Alice could not help but frown.
"Okay, Alice, go back first! Let me think about this matter." Roosevelt exhaled a mouthful of smoke and looked at Alice, who was frowning slightly in front of him.
After watching Alice leave, Roosevelt picked up the telephone on the table in front of him and began dialing.
"The No. 1 National Cemetery of San Francisco has a great demonic creature. Please make preparations!"
It was a short conversation, but this was Roosevelt's biggest trump card now.
After hearing Alice's report, Roosevelt knew that this matter was not as simple as it seemed. Therefore, he did not hesitate to call for reinforcements.
In the blink of an eye, it was already afternoon.
Roosevelt led the team to the No. 1 National Cemetery of San Francisco.
The first to enter was the Perception Mage, because only he could sense the location of the great demonic creature.
As he chanted a complex spell, a green halo that could only be seen by mages spread towards the entire No. 1 National Cemetery of San Francisco.
As for why it was green, that was because wood elemental mages could easily become Perception Mages. It was not that they could not become other types of mages, but rather, it was extremely difficult.
In addition, this was the national cemetery, and there were many green plants here. Therefore, Roosevelt asked the wood elemental Perception Mage to lead the search.
Soon, the mage sensed an unusual magical fluctuation.
However, before he could sense it properly, the magical fluctuation counterattacked.
"Guh!"
With that, the Perception Mage suffered a backlash and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
At this moment, over at the great demonic creature's side.
This great demonic creature had evolved from a ghoul. It had stayed here for nearly a hundred years, and it had also taken an entire hundred years to evolve to its current level.
In the past, it had fed on corpses, but after evolving into a great demonic creature, it was no longer satisfied with the small amount of life force hidden in corpses.
Therefore, it found a method, which was to absorb the vitality of the living to strengthen its body.
However, last night, a character that made it tremble came to this cemetery.
That person only waved his sleeves slightly and did not even chant an incantation before trapping it in its lair.
Originally, it thought he was going to die, but this morning, it felt that the restriction on it had disappeared, and its strength had increased a little.
Although it was a little angry, there was nothing it could do, because it could not beat the other party.
Coincidentally, the people from the Magical Investigation Unit came to investigate.
Therefore, the ghoul vented its anger on the person who dared to spy on it.
"Toby, are you alright?" Roosevelt quickly helped Toby up and asked in concern when he saw the latter coughing large mouthfuls of blood.
"I'm fine, Captain!" Toby waved at Roosevelt.
"I underestimated the great demonic creature! As expected… an existence of such a level is too hard for me to deal with." Toby wiped the blood off his lips with his sleeve and spoke in a weak voice, "Captain, I think I can locate it. I'll leave the rest to you."
Toby pointed to a distant grave and said intermittently, "That's where it is, the margin of error should be within 20 meters."
With that, Toby fainted.
Roosevelt looked at Toby, who had collapsed in his arms. He beckoned to the medical team behind him and told them to take Toby away.
Soon, the medical team arrived in front of Roosevelt.
Roosevelt carefully handed Toby over to the paramedics and watched them leave.
After Toby left, Roosevelt walked to everyone and raised his iron fists: "Brothers, it's time to fight!"
With that, he led the others to where Toby pointed at before he fainted.
After arriving at the designated location, the entire investigation team began a thorough search.
Unfortunately, they could not find the ghoul even after searching the surroundings.
"Report, we have no findings!"
"Report, we have no findings!"
"Report, we have no findings!"
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Hearing the reports from his team members, Roosevelt squatted on the ground and fell into deep thought.
"How is that possible?"
"Why can't they find it?"
Roosevelt kept asking himself questions in his mind, and his eyes could not help but look at the gravestone beside him.
"Alice, where do you think ghouls are most likely to live?"
Alice watched Roosevelt stare unblinkingly at the gravestone.
"Captain, don't tell me that you think the great demonic creature lives in the grave!" Alice said in surprise.
"What? You don't think that's possible?" Roosevelt turned to Alice and asked.
"But, isn't this a little disrespectful to the deceased?" Alice said tactfully.
"If we can find this great demonic creature and stop it from disturbing the dead, that will be the greatest respect we can show them!" Roosevelt said with a serious expression.
"Someone, come and open this grave!"
Soon, several Fire Mages and Lightning Mages arrived before Roosevelt.
As they slowly gathered their strength, the magical fluctuations in their hands became larger and larger.
Finally, at some point, they reached the critical point.
The few of them released their strongest magical spells separately.
"Flaming Prairie!"
"Thunder Suppression!"
The moves they used were all the same, because this was the only way to perfectly integrate their skills.
Flickers of fire emerged from the sky and slowly gathered together.
With the rapid consumption of magic power, these flickers finally burst into a prairie of fire.
The remaining Lightning Mages seemed to be trying their best to suppress something.
This was because the lightning in their hands had almost condensed into a physical form. They seemed to want to kill the great demonic creature in one strike.
Just as the flickers were about to fuse, the Lightning Mages no longer suppressed their spells and sent them into the encirclement of the flickering flames.
As soon as lightning entered the flickering flames, all the flames surrounded it like a bun.
Meanwhile, the few Fire Mages were also sweating profusely. Their bodies were swaying as they slowly controlled the round-shaped combination technique.
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