Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

”Don’t move! Everyone stay where you are!”

When the lights came on, three bodyguards of the bull demon were already standing beside it. One person stepped forward to check the bull demon’s life status—needless to say, it was already dead... Meanwhile, the other two erupted with a powerful aura, which not only intimidated others but also controlled the entire scene.

Three Peak Level 10 Ancient Demon spawns, this power already seemed extremely high-end in a small bar in Nileth.

Therefore, no one dared to act rashly, including Agou, who had already had his identity replaced. He curled up on the seat, trembling like a frightened chick.

”Political Office at work, everyone stay in your place and await investigation!”

The death of the General Secretary of Nileth was not a minor issue. The three bodyguards reacted quickly, swiftly controlling the entire bar while reporting to their superiors.

So on this night, the One Eared Crook Bar became particularly busy.

...

After a long night, Agou staggered out of the police station, his face full of fatigue and desolation. He got into a taxi, reported his destination, and as the taxi moved further away, Agou’s expression gradually calmed down.

Identity replacement, during this period, Wen Yu had done it at least ten times, naturally familiar with the process, but this time, it was somewhat different from before.

”The police interrogation was very strict. Judging from their sparse expressions and actions, they had ruled out the possibility of a series of natural deaths, but fortunately, they did not focus on the aspect of identity replacement. Instead, they believed it was an assassination operation carried out by some expert. Overall, this identity is temporarily safe, but in the future, I should be cautious. I’m afraid this method can’t last long.”

Simple deduction.

The Demon Palace is huge, with a total of 1998 levels, teeming with countless Demon Fiends; it’s a completely self-sufficient world! Ordinarily, the natural death of one or two Demon Fiends should be considered commonplace, but Wen Yu, all along his path, only replaced individuals with identity and status, making it quite uncommon.

Because of this, the Demon Tribe was already vigilant. It’s imaginable that if Wen Yu wants to use this method again, he’ll have to weigh it very carefully.

”But there’s also good news...”

Thinking about this, Wen Yu recalled Agou’s personal information in his mind.

Agou... Director of Neil Lesgor Ancient Archives...

The Ancient Archives is a place that looks like a clear administrative office, with a status even less than some small libraries. Maybe it has a lot of file archives, but their importance is truly not high. Naturally, although Agou was called a public official, he has always been at the fringes of the system—as the Director of the Ancient Archives, being interrogated all night by a group of police, it’s imaginable how low Agou’s identity was.

But just as the most expensive isn’t necessarily the best, regarding identity, Wen Yu’s previous replacement target—the Bull head, was absolutely hundreds of levels higher than Agou, but might not know more secrets than Agou.

In the Neil Lesgor Ancient Archives, many, many past events buried by history are hidden...

...

The vehicle sped down the wide street, and in no time, Wen Yu arrived at Agou’s workplace.

Neil Lesgor Ancient Archives.

The appearance was ancient, full of traces of history, and from the outside, it looked like a large museum. In fact, it really was about to be converted into a historical museum—it’s too old, and the Ancient Archives were indeed not much use, adding a tourist attraction to the city was always good...

Poor Agou, who toiled for this Ancient Archive all his life, only to be retired in the end.

Wen Yu entered the Ancient Archives, its interior vast but filled with a sinister air, dim lighting, and few staff—a sweeping and doorman old man, an archive administrator, and Agou, the nominal director.

Three people are enough.

When Wen Yu walked into the archives, he habitually greeted the old man, then headed straight to the director’s office on the third floor.

The director’s office was simply adorned, with the most space taken by a few large bookshelves filled with various ancient texts. Wen Yu briefly scanned, and Agou’s memories surged in his mind.

Being the director of the Ancient Archives, Agou’s learning naturally went without saying. His work was unusually leisurely, only passing time by reading in the director’s office.

Most of the books here, Agou had read, and possessing Agou’s memories, Wen Yu naturally understood that what he was looking for wasn’t here. He glanced at the books on the shelf, adjusted his attire, and headed to the archive room on the second floor.

...

”Director.”

The only remaining employee was a Bone Demon, its small skeletal frame like it was underdeveloped. When it saw Agou enter the archive room, it nodded to Agou before sitting back down and quietly continued reading the book in its hands.

Agou wasn’t busy, and the little guy named Torre wasn’t either.

A clear administrative office, little money, little work, comfortable — from a certain perspective, it could be considered a job sufficient for retirement, if it wasn’t going to be transformed into a museum.

Agou greeted Torre, then looked toward the archive room—its layout similar to libraries on Earth, with more stored books, the majority placed and maintained by Agou. In other words, Agou wasn’t thoroughly familiar with its collection, but knew much about the book locations at least.

With such a vast collection, even if Agou worked here for several hundred years, he couldn’t possibly read them all, only selecting some topics of interest.

Unfortunately, Agou wasn’t very concerned with the secrets of the lower level forbidden areas.

Following the memory, Wen Yu delved deeper into the archive room, reaching the farthest aisle of scriptures in no time, extracting a book and flipping through it, watching the bold words above the page come into view.

”Demon Palace Level -925 Rare Plant Plantation Comprehensive Layout Plan!”

Seeing this line, Wen Yu’s eyes immediately flickered!

”This is the right place.”

After briefly perusing the entire book, Wen Yu returned it to its original position, then drew another.

”Demon Palace Level -944 Sewer Layout Plan.”

”Not this one...”

He pulled out another.

”Demon Palace...”

Not this one...

Having flipped through an entire bookshelf, Wen Yu moved to another shelf.

A difficult search, but ultimately it found the right direction.