Wang He took a serious look at this room in Ivan's house, which could be described as "very bad".

Outside the only and extremely narrow window, the blazing sunlight shines directly in.

What was reflected was not the splendor and dignity that a noble house should have, but a "garbage dump" surrounded by unknown dust particles all over the sky.

On the ground, pages of books that seemed to have been torn apart by someone could be seen everywhere. Some pages even had charred marks on them after being burned.

Among the exquisite silver tableware scattered all over the place, the food cooked at an unknown time has long been rotten and rotten, and the larvae of some kind of creature are feasting on it and growing smoothly.

In the future, when they mature, they will surely look for the smell of corruption and become the next customers of the "food graveyard", giving birth to a new generation of life.

Here is the "darkroom" hidden deep inside the wall of the corridor of the Viscount's Mansion.

Similar to its special location, it also hides the most special secret of the Viscount family.

At this moment, Wang He was easily destroying the central magic circle containing the connection points of the four magic circles.

On the surrounding walls, those black lines like strange totems seemed to be ominous things made with dried blood.

The moment the dagger in Wang He's hand pierced the magic circle on the ground, they seemed to be given life, like fry trying to escape from the desert on the wall, each peeled off quickly, and then floated in mid-air.

It turned into wisps of blood-colored smoke.

The larvae that were originally lingering in the rotten food were completely silent as soon as they came into contact with the smoke. It seemed that the smoke contained a deadly poison.

However, Wang He was not affected in any way.

The superficial "connection" between the smoke and him at this time was completely severed by the dagger of fate.

I saw them raging in the air and searching for a while. After devouring all the lives that could be found in the house, they slowly penetrated into the gaps in the central magic circle under Wang He's dagger.

Without saying a word, Wang He instantly split open the dividing point between the fragile wooden floor and the downward staircase.

The door was opened.

He already knew what was underground, and the path to get here was also the answer he got in the previous round.

"Are you Philo Purcell?"

Standing on a high place, looking down at a certain existence not far away underground that was surrounded by blood mist, Wang He asked loudly.

The moment he finished asking, the blood mist instantly turned into three floating vortices, and then was swallowed one by one by a being inside, and was quickly swallowed into the body.

That weird-looking guy is the special creature hanging upside down that appeared in Ivan's parents' room in the last round.

After it raised its head and saw Wang He, it observed for a while and soon transformed into the appearance of a human nobleman about forty years old in the blood mist.

Immediately, he walked up the stairs step by step and approached Wang He.

Although he seemed to be relaxed, his slightly frowning expression and his lack of semi-wary or shaken appearance of trying to attack Wang He betrayed some of his thoughts at this time.

That's fear.

Fear originates from the unknown. Even if it is a source of fear that belongs exclusively to others, you cannot escape this innate fear at this time.

A guy who appeared out of thin air in the barrier, broke the sacrifice formation it had worked so hard to lay out, and was completely unaware of the opponent's strength, was undoubtedly something it could not despise.

Never touching or challenging things beyond one's own capabilities, this is the capital of this "immortal nobleman" named Philo Purcell who has survived to this day.

"I am indeed Philo Purcell. Which friend introduced you to me?"

After arriving in front of Wang He, he hesitated for a moment and adopted a more friendly attitude and words towards Wang He.

Although becoming an undead is not a secret, it is definitely not something that can be seen in the light.

Even if he has achieved a good status in human society, it cannot help him gain a chance of survival from hostile forces such as natural enemies, disciplinary priests or traveling saints.

Now that the church is preparing to summon the Holy Son, the Demon King is about to come to the earth, and the news that the world is in chaos has already spread throughout their inner circle.

Turbulence and disaster will come again.

Having survived the last time, he never wanted to experience a similar disaster since Adu.

He had to judge that if Wang He was the enemy on the other side, then he might have no choice but to bite the bullet and escape.

Philo Purcell's nature is still the same as he was back then, and he is still the man who is most afraid of death in the village.

The pursuit of immortality is due to fear. Because of the extreme fear, he did not hesitate to risk the lives of others and became the only survivor of the disaster in the village.

"I'm full today, so I'll give you a chance..."

This was the last sentence he heard as a human being, and it was also the most precious sentence in his life.

"I'm not your friend."

Wang He's words brought Philo back from his memories to reality and high alertness.

"Don't think about doing anything that goes against common sense. Now, I have found you, and in destiny, there is a road connecting you to the abyss. If you don't want to fall to the end of despair, just answer a few of my questions.

A very simple question." Wang He stared into his eyes without moving an inch.

Philo chose to surrender.

…

In the carriage, Ivan looked at Wang He who suddenly appeared in aristocratic attire. Listening to his words, he finally began to realize that the situation had taken an extreme turn.

"You seem to be unable to understand the rules of this world."

"So, failed 3 times."

Seeing Wang He and listening to his words, Ivan knew she was wrong.

It seems that the direction of destiny was not in his hands from the beginning.

And Wang He is the culprit behind all these changes.

"But this is normal." Suddenly, she laughed to herself.

She stood up, approached the window, held the bottom frame of the car window with both hands, leaned her head and half of her body out, and asked loudly:

"What do you want when you show up now? Isn't this the place of burial and experimentation that you wanted me to arrive at?"

"I tried my best, found all the clues, and came back here again! Isn't that the meaning of you giving me that fateful turn of events?"

"It is undeniable that you changed my destiny, but can you tell me what exactly do you want to see?"

Wang He looked at Ivan, somewhat confused about the reason for her sudden outburst and what she said.

If he had changed Ivan's fate, in fact he had only interfered once in this world, that was the first time.

However, this world is logically just a false world built inside the scepter of the World Tree.

If there is any difference, what Wang He changed was that he never saw the fate of Ivan's death.

Not dead, but reset.

Wang He didn't know: What happened?

But he followed the original simulated script and said:

"Don't imagine it too complicated. I just want you to see the other half of the truth that you don't know."
Chapter completed!