Invisible Security Guard-Chapter 2323 - 2342: A Glimmer of Hope

"Old Nationalist, what do you mean? You know my divination is just a prediction of heavenly secrets, and divining one’s own fate brings bad luck and shortens life. Why are you putting me in a difficult position?" That long-armed Dallas Fournier raised his eyebrows, and the other three frowned deeply. What’s gotten into Old Nationalist?

Seven Evans took a deep breath and said, "Old Dallas, we’ve been friends for years, I’d never trick you. But I’ve heard that you’re likely to encounter bad luck in the next few days, which is why I hurried back!"

"I’ll be unlucky?" Dallas Fournier blinked his eyes, then laughed heartily, "Old Nationalist, don’t you know me? In this world, I’m the one who brings misfortune to others; there’s no one who can cause me bad luck!"

Dallas Fournier is revered as the world’s smartest person, but even the smartest have their limits, and sometimes cleverness can lead to foolish mistakes.

"Old Nationalist, where did you hear such rumors?" asked the little lady named Zhuge.

"Can’t say." Seven Evans shook his head.

"If you can’t say, then I can’t divine. Old Nationalist, it’s not that I don’t trust you, but divining one’s own fate isn’t something to take lightly," Dallas Fournier sighed deeply.

"How about this, let me divine a hexagram for Old Dallas," Zhuge’s eyes lit up.

"Oh?" Everyone was delighted. Young Specialist Zhuge is also well-versed in techniques and calculations, and his divination skills are no less than Dallas Fournier’s.

"Haha, yes, let Little Zhuge divine a hexagram for me. I’ll see if he’s gained any skills over the years!" Dallas Fournier laughed heartily.

"Alright, just one hexagram is enough." Seven Evans nodded.

"Come, come, take a drop of Essence Blood." Little Zhuge was excited, immediately took out a Gold Compass, and let Dallas Fournier drop blood!

Dallas Fournier reluctantly dropped a drop of Essence Blood onto the compass, then Little Zhuge moved his finger, and the compass spun like a top at his fingertips. Then, a radiant cylinder of light appeared around the compass, rising straight up, forming a circle.

"Open for me!" Little Zhuge shouted lightly, and then pointed with his finger at the circular light. Suddenly, the light turned blood-red, and with a ’bang,’ like a balloon exploding, it startled Yusuf Zuck and the others, making them shrink their necks.

This was like a 3D movie, the scene was especially realistic.

And as the blood-red explosion occurred, Little Zhuge quickly withdrew the compass, screaming, "Blood omen disaster, heavens, how is this possible?"

Dallas Fournier slapped the table, knowing Little Zhuge’s skills well. But now, Little Zhuge’s divination had only reached halfway before the blood light exploded, and then he couldn’t continue. What does this mean? It means there’s a fatal calamity!

Dallas Fournier looked deeply at Seven Evans, then quickly calculated with his ten fingers. Above his head, a yin-yang Eight Trigrams diagram appeared, its radiance constantly changing!

Everyone stayed silent as Dallas Fournier broke the rule and divined his own fate. However, what he divined, the others couldn’t see, only he could feel it!

After nearly ten minutes, suddenly, Dallas Fournier’s face turned red, then white, and with a ’wow’ sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood!

"How is it, how is it?" Everyone was tense.

Dallas Fournier wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, squinted his eyes, "Fatal calamity, but there’s a sliver of survival, just a sliver..." saying this, he turned to look at Yusuf Zuck!

Everyone was surprised, including Seven Evans, bewildered about why Old Dallas was looking at Yusuf Zuck!

"Please, Daoist Friend of Longevity, save me!" Dallas Fournier unexpectedly sought survival from Yusuf Zuck!

Yusuf Zuck was stunned, not understanding Dallas Fournier’s intent!

At this moment, Dallas Fournier explained, "In the hexagram I divined, it showed that Daoist Friend of Longevity’s appearance is that sliver of survival because the image included Daoist Friend of Longevity!"

"I see!" Everyone suddenly understood, and looked towards Yusuf Zuck!

Yusuf Zuck stood up and nodded, "If I can help Daoist Friend Fournier, I won’t refuse. But please, Daoist Friend Fournier, give me your hand!"

Dallas Fournier didn’t know what Yusuf Zuck intended but still extended his hand!

Yusuf Zuck gently grasped Dallas Fournier’s hand, then with a forceful shock of the God’s Power, a pure white light immediately enveloped Dallas Fournier, the light extremely hot, but instead gave a comfortable, warm feeling.

Dallas Fournier felt like he was basking in sunlight, thoroughly enjoying it.

This light affects only Heavenly Demons and is ineffective for ordinary people!

Seeing Dallas Fournier’s state, Yusuf Zuck knew Dallas Fournier hadn’t succumbed to demonic influence, so he decisively withdrew the God’s Power, and smiled, "Please take a seat. This time, Old Nationalist and I came because we received a message!"

"What message?" Everyone asked curiously.

"The Left Saint and Right Saint of Shura Gate are on their way to Freedom City, rumored to be seeking Daoist Friend Fournier!"

"Ah?" Everyone was startled, especially Dallas Fournier, who was annoyed, "What do they want from me? Can they really make me join them in practicing devilry? Hmph."

"Yes, that’s the intel we received, which is why we rushed here. Old Dallas, the Left Saint and Right Saint specifically named you, and you don’t know what they want?"

"I haven’t seen them yet, how should I know what they want?" Dallas Fournier grumbled.

"Then your fatal calamity should come from them, right?" Little Zhuge said softly.

Everyone took a deep breath. It seemed the hexagrams of the Left Saint and Right Saint were correct—these two wanted to recruit Dallas Fournier, but Dallas Fournier wouldn’t join them in devilry, so they wanted to kill him!

The matter was clear, the reason for the fatal calamity.

"I guess they want to invite you to be their Think Tank!" Little Zhuge chuckled, "Who in the world doesn’t know Dallas Fournier is the smartest? Who doesn’t know you know astronomy and geography? Who doesn’t know you’re the most resourceful and cunning person?"

"So if they could recruit you into their camp and have you devise strategies for them, conquering Patrick Ruiz would be as easy as swimming with the current!" Little Zhuge analyzed.

"Right, that’s the logic." Everyone nodded, agreeing with the idea.

"Hmph, wanting me to work for Heavenly Demons? Pure daydreaming!" Dallas Fournier sneered.

"Now we need to think of a solution to resolve this," the white-robed figure with three eyes frowned, "Old Dallas, you’re the smartest, what do you think should be done?"

Dallas Fournier smiled bitterly, "I have no solution, if there was, it wouldn’t be a fatal calamity. This calamity can’t be avoided or escaped, so my calculations and skills are useless." Saying this, he looked at Yusuf Zuck again.

Because Yusuf Zuck is the one who can resolve the problem, his sliver of survival.

Yusuf Zuck thought for a while and said, "They should arrive soon. My suggestion is to first see what they want. So I’ll hide with others, then Daoist Friend Fournier can discuss with them, we’ll eavesdrop, and if negotiations fail, we’ll reveal ourselves to assist."

"If we can’t defeat them at last, I believe I can lead everyone to escape directly, I can guarantee this."

"Of course, this is the last resort. Several Daoist friends here are also people of Patrick Ruiz, so eliminating Heavenly Demons is our duty. So the best strategy is still to kill the Left Saint and Right Saint!"