This is not a good sign. If the resurrection of the earth curse cannot meet the conversion rules of the path of death, is Victor really going to resurrect someone?
Not zombies, but real resurrection...
He didn't have the ability to do it. After leaving the church, Victor kept thinking about what the rules of death's path were.
Soon, he thought of someone.
A man of great weight.
Secretary of the Department of Suppression—William Marshall.
Why do you think of him?
Because Victor witnessed the other party's enlightenment ceremony with his own eyes and knew what kind of situation that person was currently in.
Although it looks like a normal person on the surface, William's body is actually an empty sac with no internal organs and other organs...
His ability to remain active must have something to do with his ability as a knower of Secret Tradition Four.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a true resurrection.
Without a heart to make blood for him, his skin still remains rosy; without a stomach for him to digest, he can still eat food; without lungs to help him deal with harmful gases, William is still used to smoking...
These were all too unreasonable, so Victor decided to talk to Mr. Minister and inquire about the secret of his abilities.
Regarding his visit, William didn't know the reason for his visit at first. He was just a little curious as to why his assistant, who had originally applied for leave, had time to come to his office.
"You came just in time. I was worried that no one would clear my desk..." William pointed to the piled ashtrays, six in total.
This guy really didn't throw away any of them, he would rather get a new one to install.
Victor's face jumped, he was not here to clean the table for the minister.
After coughing twice, Victor sat in front of William's desk, making it clear that he wanted to see him for something.
"It seems you have a problem, Agent 99."
Victor organized the words in his mind, trying to come up with a way to inquire about William's abilities.
But after thinking for a long time, he felt that it was difficult to circumvent the other party's vigilance, so he simply asked directly.
"Mr. Minister, I am very curious about something."
"Speaking."
"Why are you alive?"
"..."
William didn't quite understand Victor's thoughts at first, but after seeing the look in his eyes, he quickly understood what the other person was referring to.
"It seems that what happened before still makes you feel frightened. Do you always think of that bloody scene?"
Hearing what he said, Victor followed the words and replied: "Sometimes, I am full of curiosity about everything and I am very particular about logic, so I still don't understand why you can still sit here after losing your internal organs.
Chat with me?"
William suddenly laughed, loudly.
"Can I think that you are inquiring about my secret transmission ability, hoping to find flaws in it?"
"If possible, I don't mind..." Victor didn't hide his thoughts at all.
This made William relax instead, and he waved his hand: "It's useless. At the moment when I achieved enlightenment, I already realized what 'immortality' is. For you seers, I will always be the insurmountable one."
chasm."
"Is the gap so big?" Victor pretended to be surprised.
William put the cigar into his mouth: "You have to be lucky that you are a member of the Anti-Suppression Department."
The topic developed in an unexpected direction, and Victor immediately corrected it and focused on William himself again.
"So, Mr. Minister, are you alive or dead now? Am I talking to a zombie or a ghost?"
"None of them." William stopped smiling and stared at Victor, his eyes were deep and his defense contained an abyss, "The Knower is essentially beyond human beings and does not belong to human beings. Death has a new definition for me.
"
He didn't understand, but that didn't matter to Victor. He just wanted to know whether William could make others like him.
"This is an ability that only belongs to those who know the nature of the tower." William rejected his conjecture. "Based on your excellent performance during this period, I can tell you the name of my fourth secret transmission."
"Oh? What's your name?" Victor looked very anxious.
William shook the ashes from his cigarette and said, "Mummy..."
The fourth secret of the tower’s nature—Mummy?!
Victor digested this information in an instant, and he remembered that someone had said before that the tower of the tower nature is the tower of the pyramid, which is different from the high tower of the twenty-two paths.
"So, to be in this state like you, do you have to complete the ritual of understanding the nature of the tower?" Victor asked the last question.
William finished smoking his cigar and stuffed it into a full ashtray, and looked up at him: "If you want to become a mummy, as far as I know, this is the only way."
In the end, Victor stayed and cleaned William's desk.
Although he was very reluctant, it was still an easy job in exchange for information.
In other words, if he wants to convert flesh to butterfly, Victor may need to help a seer of tower nature become a knower...
You haven't achieved Secret Transmission Three yet, but you want to help others achieve Secret Transmission Four?
This is absolutely impossible, there is absolutely no chance...
Victor fell into despair for a time.
But when he cleared William's desk and was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something, so he turned to look at William and continued to ask him.
"There's one more thing about the Davis family."
William was about to smoke again. He looked up at Victor: "Oh? Is there any news coming from the east?"
"No!" Victor waved his hand, "Do you remember that artifact in the possession of the Davis family? A relic from the age of mythology?"
William didn't think about it for a moment, until Victor reminded him: "That pot!"
"Well..." William held an unlit cigarette, "Danaan's Crucible."
"Yes, you were on the battlefield in person. Did you recover it?"
Victor's impatience made William suspicious.
He asked: "Why are you so interested in that thing?"
Victor realized that he was a little impatient, so he calmed down and lied: "I've heard of its power. It's such a magical weapon. Everyone wants to master it, right? Even if it is taken over by the Anti-Suppression Department, it will be useful in the future.
I also want to apply for it once."
William had no doubt about this, but he said that he did not find the pot, and it was probably blown up when Rathomond awakened the seed of corruption.
Hearing this speculation, Victor felt incredible.
That was the Age of Mythology... no, even the artifacts from before the Age of Mythology, how could they be destroyed just by destroying them?
"Relics have various powers, but not all relics are indestructible." William explained, "It is said that Danaan's Crucible can truly resurrect the dead, and the body will not rot. You are so eager to ask about resurrection.
, do you want to save someone?"
Sure enough, it's still too obvious, but to answer this question, Victor doesn't have to reveal his true purpose.
He just sighed and showed a fake sadness: "Everyone has someone in their heart who wants to be resurrected, a relative, a friend, or a lover..."
William's pupils shrank and he stared ahead, the hand holding the cigar froze in mid-air.
"Yeah...it would be nice if she was still here..."