Two powerful beings are currently hiding within the corpse of a dead Void Demon.
They come from the [Secret Society], an organization that specializes in selling all kinds of information and has recorders in many quantum worlds.
There are two specific objects that need to be monitored. The source of the information is an anonymous loner.
This surveillance was mainly to determine the value of the intelligence object so that the anonymous lone traveler could be rewarded. This was considered a very easy job, especially since they themselves were very good at concealment.
"what is that?"
“Light... no, shooting star?”
"not good……"
A dazzling meteor flew by, and the remains of the Void Demon instantly turned into the tiniest dust in the world, including...them who were hiding in the remains of the Void Demon.
They didn't even have time to send any message.
In the distance, still on the big floating stone, Wang Xiaohu pursed his lips and said, "It's too heavy... it's too weak."
It then dug out another stone, polished it to look like a skewer, and then skewered a piece of raw meat. This time, it didn’t roast it, just sprinkled some spices on it, and handed it directly to Wang Xiaolong.
“I’ll give you a chance to try the hand-made fish balls I made myself!”
Wang Xiaohu suddenly laughed proudly.
“Where to go next?” Wang Xiaolong was silent for a long time before asking a question.
Since this period of time, Wang Xiaolong's problems have gradually increased... This is a good thing. It means that Wang Xiaolong is growing at a gratifying speed, which is naturally a good thing for Wang Xiaohu himself.
It was rare that in the deep space restricted area, it encountered a guy who seemed to be of its own kind.
"You don't have to go anywhere, just wander around." Wang Xiaohu said casually: "These guys will continue to enter the deep space restricted area, and you can encounter a few just walking around. For now, they are enough for us."
“Why come?” Wang Xiaolong continued to think.
Wang Xiaohu said nonchalantly: "I heard that someone developed a new secret place here. It may have what they want... but in fact, it is just a trap."
“Trap?” Wang Xiaolong looked thoughtful.
Wang Xiaohu thought for a while and said: "I went in and took a look quietly. It seemed like a little girl with a terrible personality, and a plan set up by a bad old man. As for what they wanted to do, I didn't ask."
“That old man is very powerful?” Wang Xiaolong said subconsciously.
"The old man is a waste... The dangerous thing is that little girl, she is completely mentally ill." Wang Xiaohu said: "What the hell? No matter what they want to do, isn't it enough if they can bring us food? If you want to get rich,
, we both need to grow first!"
“Yeah.” Wang Xiaolong nodded, “I just remembered that there is a place that has what we need.”
“Where?” Wang Xiaohu couldn’t help but become interested.
“The Kingdom of Holy Light.” Wang Xiaolong said slowly.
“Where?” Wang Xiaohu’s eyes suddenly lit up.
“I didn’t think of it.” Wang Xiaolong shook his head.
“My stupid Oudou!”
Wang Xiaolong thought it was time to show his majesty as the big brother. After eating the skewers in his hand, he hung up Wang Xiaolong and beat him severely.
This is the daily life of the Dragon and Tiger brothers in Deep Space Street.
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【City of Divine Blessing】.
Clari was lying flat on a metal bed in a special deconstructed room... This place felt a bit like a research laboratory.
Mr. Asaches said that this was a place used by internal researchers of the Divine Blessing Church in the past to conduct research.
In the room, a bunch of strange-shaped instruments with no idea of what they were driven by were piled haphazardly in the corner, leaving only a usable metal bed...an operating table?
The master of the dungeon, Allen, was carefully removing the last steel needle from Clary.
Mr. Assassis stood beside him, watching the whole process calmly.
“Where did you get the technology of [Mind Rewriting]?”
"Fifteen years ago, the Holy See was in ruins. The Holy See's headquarters was like an undefended treasure house." Allen's hands were very steady. Even though he was being monitored the whole time, he did not show any panic. "How many things were lost at that time?"
, can you count it?"
Mr. Asaches said: "You have a lot of inheritance from the Holy See of God?"
"Collect some." The owner of the dungeon chuckled, "If the earl is interested, I will have someone send it to you later."
The process of removing the steel needle was very smooth, and the owner of the dungeon did not play any tricks in the middle... Mr. Assassis glanced at Clary who had not yet woken up, frowned and said: "What do you want?"
“Life.” Allen, the owner of the dungeon, said slowly at this time: “I need to survive.”
As he spoke, he stretched out his arms and rolled up his sleeves... The arms under his sleeves actually took on the appearance of a rotting corpse.
“Your body?”
"I have been eroded by some kind of substance." The master of the dungeon rolled down his sleeves. "It keeps eroding my body and allows me to foresee my own death. I have tried all the treatments I can think of... except
Same."
“You want the bloodline I gave you?”
The owner of the dungeon said calmly: "I want to see you. I have tried every means in the past few years, but Nosta has become my biggest obstacle. The turmoil last night was my last resort... I should
Support will not be available until next month.”
"If I don't promise you, what can you do?" Mr. Assassis sneered, "Are you going to threaten me with Clary's life?"
“I have no choice, right?” the owner of the dungeon said calmly.
Mr. Asaches said calmly: "The metal collar you put on Clary's body is just ordinary metal. I have already seen it... let alone now, even if the [Divine Blessing Church] is still there
At that time, there was no such remote control technology."
The master of the dungeon remained calm and even chuckled: "If your lord, the count, doesn't care about Miss Cleary, you can give it a try."
Mr. Asaches said: "Just give it a try."
Without any hesitation, he directly stretched out his hands and pinched the metal collar around Clary's neck... and crushed it instantly.
This was somewhat unexpected, and the owner of the dungeon fell silent for a moment.
"I told Clary that I know everything you know, and even know more than you. Because here..." Asaxes tapped his head and said calmly: "I almost pretended to
A civilization."
Pap, pah, pah!!
The owner of the dungeon suddenly applauded for this, and chuckled: "My lord, the count has never thought about what might happen if it really explodes."
"Of course." Mr. Asaches raised his hands indifferently, "Here, I have covered special power. Clary's body also has the power I covered. Even if it explodes, it cannot reach her...
…That’s what you want, power.”
Unexpectedly! You are stupid! There is a cheat between labor and management!
The master of the dungeon breathed out slowly.
He took two steps back, and then slowly knelt down on one knee, "I will be your most loyal servant. During the time when you ignore government affairs, Lord Earl, the [City of God's Blessing] will be under my control." Under the rules, it is very stable. I have demonstrated my own value."
Kneel down in order to survive?
This should be a proud guy... Judging from his performance, there is no doubt about this, but being able to kneel now seems to be enough to prove that he has reached a dead end.
Everything seems very reasonable.
The air was quiet, and the owner of the dungeon, Allen, lowered his head and remained motionless...but Asaches could hear his heartbeat.
The heartbeat is...beating with a hint of nervousness and uneasiness.
“What is eating away at your body.”
Allen then slowly raised his head, "It's something called [Wansu]."
“[Wansu]?” Mr. Asaches frowned slightly, but said calmly: “How did you get it...tell me the story.”
The owner of the dungeon said: "I have been collecting the inheritance of the Holy See. A few years ago, I received a strange box from a homeless man. From the homeless man's mouth, I learned that it contained a substance called [Wansu]. 】The substance is one of the results of many years of research by the Divine Blessing Church."
“The homeless man?”
"I'm afraid he is one of the remaining clergy after the Holy See was defeated and fled, or maybe even a member of the institute. He has been protecting this box, but unfortunately his body may have been contaminated... There is a high probability that he was also contaminated by the person inside the box. [Wansu] is polluted. After his death, his body will directly decay, just like me now."
The owner of the dungeon shook his head: "I was greedy and opened the box...The result is what it looks like now."
“Is the box still there?” Mr. Asaches asked calmly.
The owner of the dungeon said: "The box is still there, but [Wansu] has disappeared...one day, it suddenly vaporized."
Mr. Asaches is deep in thought.
Time is running out again.
After a long time, he said slowly: "You can stay in the castle for now."
The owner of the dungeon's eyes were instantly ignited with hope for life, and he stared at Asaches.
"But I won't give you my first hug right away." Mr. Asaches said calmly: "Because I'm afraid... I'm afraid that the strange poison in your body will eat away at me. I'm even more afraid that you want to kill someone.
A vampire, he would even rather use himself as bait."
"I have no reason to do this." The owner of the dungeon took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
“Others may not.” Mr. Assassis smiled and said, “But you...you may not.”
The owner of the dungeon seemed a little confused.
Mr. Asachus suddenly patted Allen on the shoulder and said, "Anyway, you should stay here first. After I have studied the things in your body clearly and there are no problems, I will give you what you want."
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【万素】.
After leaving the research room, Mr. Assachs was thinking about this kind of thing. He knew Wan Su... far more than Allen said.
He collected almost all the documents of the Divine Blessing Church that could be collected on the ground.
Moreover, when the Holy See withdrew, it did not have time to destroy all the materials, and there were still many remaining.
“Wansu” is an energy source called “Eternal Power” that the Divine Blessing Church has been studying.
【Eternal Power】......perpetual motion machine?
The Free City where Asaches was born also has a basic law. There is no such thing as a perpetual motion machine at all, and even a scumbag like him from [Free City Academy] knows this.
This thing is impossible to build.
However, from the remaining information of the [Divine Blessing Church], it seems that they really made some major breakthroughs in this research at that time... and even vaguely mentioned that they were about to successfully produce a stable [Eternal Power]
】【Wansu Mineral Mother】.
It’s a pity that the laboratory where [Wansu Ore Mother] was originally produced has been destroyed, everything in it has been annihilated, and not a single trace remains.
“That’s not good, Lord Count!”
Two black-armored warriors came in a hurry and knelt down in front of Asaches.
"What's up?"
"My lord count! Lord Nosta...Nosta, was found dead in prison!"
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The iron hook used for hanging hangs quietly.
On the cold floor, only a set of dirty clothes remained... Mr. Azashes was standing outside the cage at this time.
Nosta is dead.
And he died very deeply... He could feel this because there was still a huge amount of despair, anger, and resentment in the cage.
This is the last remaining thought of Nosta.
"I'm sorry! Your Majesty, it was our negligence and we didn't take good care of him... Your Majesty, please forgive me!"
Behind him, a group of black-armored warriors knelt down in fear.
“A moment of negligence?” Asaches said expressionlessly: “Not taking good care of it? Do you think Nosta will commit suicide?”
The black-armored warriors were frightened and silent.
"No, you know that he will not commit suicide." Asaxes shook his head, "You even know who killed him, you just don't dare to say it."
All the black-armored warriors could not help but tremble slightly.
"Gather all the black armors." Azaches waved his hand and directly ordered: "That's all! Anyone who doesn't come will be killed without mercy."
The black-armored warriors slowly stood up.
Asaxes said calmly at this time: "Don't worry, none of the people here are murderers. But if you can't summon all the black armors, then you can judge the crime as the murderer."
How could they dare to hesitate at this moment? They immediately used the fastest speed to summon all the black-armored warriors in the entire [Divine Blessing City].
In the dark cell, Mr. Asaches suddenly sighed, "Are you going to die now... This is good, it can be considered a relief. Nosta, after you die, your soul will return to the Free City.
Will...will you be free?"
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Somewhere, it seemed to be pushed to this place by a pair of incredible hands.
In front of a dilapidated tower in the ruins of the headquarters of the Divine Blessing Church.
This area was destroyed after the war fifteen years ago. It was not repaired after the war. It was left like this, left to be eroded by wind and rain.
Moss mottled.
Metazo couldn't help but frown... He took advantage of the chaos last night and slipped away, and he has been hiding since then, as if he felt a call. When he came to his senses, he had already arrived here.
What will this do?
Metanzo didn't know that with every step he took deeper into the tower, the mysterious feeling became stronger.
This high tower seems to have been used for residence, but who lived there is currently unknown.
Going up the spiral staircase, Medanzo passed through each room and looked at the names engraved on the outside of the room doors...probably, they were the names of the previous owners of the rooms.
It is almost climbing to the top of the tower.
At this moment, Medanzo stopped and his eyes fell on one of the last rooms.
It looked silently at the name engraved in front of the room door.
"How could it be this name?" Medanzo's face was filled with all kinds of incredulity, as if a thunder sounded in his mind, and he finally read out the name engraved on the door: "Elo
Shim...why do you also appear in the [Book of Gaia]?!"
