"I'm going to the bathroom, and then we can leave." After the dance, Snow suddenly said when he returned to the dance floor. Triss looked at him suspiciously and said untrustingly:
"You don't want to leave me and run away, right?"
"How about you come with me? Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that you are not suitable to enter the men's room right now." The corners of Snow's eyes were raised slightly, and his demeanor of wanting to be beaten was evident.
Triss cursed a curse word from her hometown in a low voice, took a deep breath, and said angrily:
"If I am caught, I will confess you without hesitation."
"Yes, I understand!" Snow nodded without sincerity, walked up to a military attache from the embassy, and asked Triss the location of the bathroom while Triss stared at him dumbfounded.
"Is this guy so confident?"
…
“The Spirit who pursues knowledge;”
“A beacon in the mysterious world;”
“The eyes that peer into destiny;”
"King above the sea;"
"Holy Bernadette Gustave..."
There was no extra prayer, just a few words of honor, and Snow cut off the contact. He believed that Huang Beibei knew what to do next.
After slightly adjusting the shielding settings on himself and confirming that Zhenzao was not watching, he recited the familiar name again——
"You are a fool who does not belong to this era. You are the mysterious master above the gray fog. You are the yellow and black king who controls good luck. I pray for your hearing. I pray for your attention. Lanerwus has escaped as planned.
,In addition, Beclan Jean Martin has died."
…
Triss stared nervously in the direction of the bathroom, wondering whether she should run away. Although there was a high probability of being detected whether she left in the middle or ran away invisible, at least her identity was fake.
Yes, as long as he rushes out of the embassy and washes his face, he will be fine, but if he continues to stay, if Beckron's body is discovered, he will...
"What are you thinking about!" Snow's voice suddenly sounded behind Triss. If it weren't for the concentration she had accumulated during her time as an instigator and assassin, she would have jumped up.
"When did you come here?"
"He just walked over like this." Snow still had a smile that was three parts mocking, three parts teasing, and four parts malicious, and patted her shoulder and said:
"Come on, we can leave."
…
Above the gray fog, Klein, who had just finished channeling Master Luo, felt that the stars belonging to Mr. Demon were expanding and contracting, and complained slightly:
"Mr. Devil's dinner is a bit late today!"
Although he said that, he still spread his spirituality and touched the star, and then, layers of prayers appeared in his ears.
"Becklund is dead? Mr. Demon killed him? No, compared to this, Lanerwus!" Klein immediately realized what he should do, and his spiritual mind pointed towards Justice, the Hanged Man and the Magician respectively. Although he
He felt that it was enough to inform Miss Magician, but considering Mr. Fool's equal treatment, he still sent Mr. Devil's prayer to the three of them.
In fact, he really wanted to watch Lan Erwusi's end, but considering that there was still a sleeping resentful lady in reality, he could only imagine the spirit body sinking, returning to the real world, and started today's action of dividing the spoils...
…
"Uh huh~ huh huh huh~ huh huh huh huh~"
Lanerwus hummed a little tune and strolled on the streets of the West District. Probably because his posture was so casual and the clothes he was wearing were valuable, even the patrolling police did not realize that this was actually a man.
Dangerous elements.
He just wandered around the streets, planning to use the money he got from the patrol policemen to hire a taxi.
He is in a really good mood now. Thanks to that "lullaby", he can calm down the consciousness of the true Creator.
Moreover, through the process of obtaining this song, his role as a decryption scholar has been completed. As long as he can be promoted to a fire thief, he can start to "steal" the true creator consciousness in himself. If it is not done once, it will be achieved twice.
If you don't achieve it three times, even if you can't "steal" the consciousness and divinity of the true Creator in Sequence Six, you can speed up the performance and quickly advance to Sequence Five.
And relying on this song that can soothe Zhenzao's consciousness not only minimizes his risk of stealing, but also allows him to have a good night's sleep.
As long as he finds a record store and records this song on a record, he can sleep peacefully without worrying about waking up in a slum like the East End.
Once this attempt is successful, he can try to leave Backlund and look for opportunities to be promoted to demigod. As long as he becomes a demigod, he can try to reversely parasitize the consciousness of the evil god that is parasitic on himself.
At that time, the consciousness of the true Creator will no longer be a pollution to him, but a real gift!
"Anyway, let's find a recording store first..."
With longing for a better new life, Lanerwus hummed a tune and walked towards the carriage in front of him. But why was this carriage a little strange?
Lanervus immediately became alert, but before he could react, a lady wearing a yellow cake skirt and an old-fashioned black bonnet walked out of the gorgeous carriage gracefully.
Generally speaking, Bernadette would use Jack's Pea to create a confined space, but firstly, the sage needed sufficient feedback, and secondly, she was not sure whether the divinity of the true Creator would affect the mysterious reappearance.
Facing the projection of an evil god, even with incomplete consciousness, one cannot easily face it.
"I..." Although Lanervus didn't know the identity of the other party, he also understood that this must be a powerful Beyonder. He immediately opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but Bernadette had no intention of giving him a chance to speak.
A pale mask was covered on his face, and the mask that covered all his eyes gave people a strange sense of horror. Lanerwus discovered that his body was slowly dying.
"Damn it!" Lanervus tore his shirt to pieces with force, revealing the hanging figure on his chest that seemed to have been stripped of skin and made of muscles and blood vessels.
The breath of the god instantly shattered the spiritual blockade set by Bernadette, and the carriage that originally brought Bernadette was torn apart, leaving only a few small mouse corpses and a smashed pumpkin.
Lanerwus suddenly sang an exciting melody in his mouth, and the originally silent consciousness of the true Creator was instantly awakened. The blood vessels on the back of Bernadette's hand began to twist unnaturally, but then, a strong sense of sleepiness suddenly surged into Lanwus.
Elus's mind.
"It's useless! Now I am the true creator!"
Lanerwus said loudly, the real consciousness in his chest was interrupted by listening to the song, and became more and more manic. Unfortunately, it is just a consciousness projection after all, one with only a little divinity, not even a clone.
projection.
Except for the pressure and breath of the gods, Zhenzao's consciousness could not provide any help to Lanerwus. He could only watch an extremely complex three-dimensional rune appear in front of Bernadette, the pure will of death.
, causing all the mosquitoes that are still lingering in the early autumn to die.
boom!
As if the whole world was wailing in mourning, Lanervus' body exploded suddenly, bones and blood splashing out, forming deep marks on the ground.
Bernadette felt that spiritual touch, and vines suddenly hung down from the void, carrying this unlikeable saint into the sky...