Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

Prince Grove walked out of the interrogation room, followed by Admiral Hein.

"Do you think..."

"Hmm... I suspect that these people are not a cult organization at all, they may be spies of the Fenepot military."

"So that's the case, then we..."

Prince Grove looked back at Admiral Hein, and said inexplicably:

"What are you going to do with the part that Qonas was in charge of?"

Admiral Hein hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "What are your plans?"

"Hein, you have been a demigod for many years, haven't you thought about going further?"

"I... I'm afraid I won't be able to bear the power of the potion." The well-maintained Admiral Hein deliberately showed a bitter smile.

"The Castilla family seems to have obtained vague information from some unknown source, and has activated spies who have been hiding for many years to investigate this matter. Regarding the spies, you must take responsibility and catch them all as soon as possible."

"Yes, Your Royal Highness, I will do my best."

After Prince Grove's figure disappeared completely, Admiral Hein returned to the interrogation room just now, and sat down next to the table with coffee and newspapers again, with his right hand on the table and his index finger lightly tapping on the table.

promotion? Hehe, what's the promotion for? What are the benefits of being promoted? Promoted to be king?

Let me do it myself, hmph, Qonas is dead under your protection, so what use is there for me?

Who is to be arranged to replace Quinas? We need to find someone who is self-motivated, loyal to the royal family, and capable, at least a Sequence Five. Alas, Qonas is better.

As for the sealed items, they had to be equipped again, at least at the demigod level.

Alas, since Quinas died, I've been worrying a bit about losing my hair lately.

After thinking for a long time, Admiral Hein came to Radmilo and asked with a smile:

"Where do you live in Backlund?"

"148 Burningham Road, Hillston."

"Okay, congratulations, you can go back."

"Go back?" Radmilo raised his head in surprise, staring at Admiral Hein.

"Yes, sign a contract, and you will be our MI9 informant."

Admiral Hein showed an encouraging smile, and added in a friendly tone, "For three years, you can't leave Backlund and carry positioning items with you."

"What about in three years?" Radmilo blurted out.

"Well... At that time, let's renegotiate the terms." If, then, you can still stand in front of me and speak.

...

On the south bank of the Tussock River in the northwest suburb of Backlund, in front of a towering mountain wall.

Bernadette, who was still wearing a long brown dress, a black soft hat, and fine check tulle, stood in front of the mountain wall. There was no trace of the last place where those who were driven here and disappeared through the gate of light remained.

Starlight circulated around Bernadette's body, and she walked through the air, approaching the mountain wall to investigate carefully. Under her feet, there is a long bridge shining with stars, which looks extremely illusory and unreal under the bright sunlight.

Wang Zichuan was wandering around boredly, and found a nest of wild rabbits. He chased them for a while, and even wanted to stop them from eating grass.

Of course he knew what was behind the mountain wall or underground, but he didn't want to tell Bernadette directly.

There are many reasons for this. George III wants to become a god. This is not something that Bernadette can stop alone. She is also unable to stop the war that has swept across the entire Northern Continent. She could try to stop the desperate nightingale who was spreading the plague, but Wang Zichuan felt that the connection between this incident and the information of the spirit world was not clear and strong enough, and it might not be able to help Bernadette stabilize her will during the promotion process. .

The direction of the fate of this world seems to have a script long ago, and no one below the angels can intervene. Only a few existences can decide the plot or modify the script.

It sounds a little hopeless, but this is the rule of this world.

Therefore, Wang Zichuan did not go to Tingen, nor to save Dunn.

That is the driving force for Mr. Fool's growth. He has not experienced an unforgettable disaster, and it is not enough to support a gentle and kind person to work hard and face the chaos, distortion and despair at the bottom of the world.

The most important thing is... who the hell wants to mess with that woman Amanisis, disrupt her rhythm, and be watched mercilessly by her, tsk tsk, Tianzun is first and she is second.

Of course, without talking so much, Bernadette doesn't trade with me, so why should I tell her, if she knows everything, the home girl will just wait for Nightingale at home, where can I find a thug to engage with me in character.

Life, always has a little suspense to be interesting.

Bernadette returned to the previous open space again, her azure eyes became deep and distant, as if she was looking at an unknown place through the void.

Suddenly, an ethereal and vague voice spewed out from Bernadette's mouth:

"The bloody sacrifice, the evil altar, the spreading disease, the chaos that cannot be seen directly."

After a moment, her eyes regain focus.

She carefully appraised the prophecy she had just made, and contacted the information she had already obtained. She was almost sure that this high-level disaster should be the arrival of some or even several evil gods.

According to the disease, it can be speculated that the biggest possibility is the original witch.

But what does the chaos that cannot be seen directly represent?

...

Hillston District, No. 22 New Year Road.

Arndt happily came to the small building where Lidocia was temporarily staying. He brought Lidocia a gift today, a hand-made exquisite and gorgeous long dress.

He didn't let the valet follow, he pushed the door directly and entered.

The scene in the living room came into view, the messy items, the remains of various furniture that were broken, and the door of the living room opened.

Arndt's pupils shrank suddenly, and panic, fear, and worry arose in his heart. He rushed to the second floor like crazy, shouting "Lidocia" loudly, and hurriedly opened the doors of all the rooms, looking for his lover one by one. .

After a while, he walked down the stairs in a daze, walked down the last step, looked at the messy living room, and suddenly sat on the steps regardless of etiquette.

He had a miserable expression and his eyes were red. Although he tried his best to endure, tears still flowed out.

Crying silently for a while, his face became more and more painful, and then remorse struck, biting his heart, and the sense of powerlessness made him angry and boundless hatred again.

"Father!"

Arndt clenched his teeth and uttered a word with difficulty.

His face became more and more distorted, hatred was burning, and malice poured out from the bottom of his heart. He looked like a devil crawling out of the abyss.

He stood up, and according to his memory, rummaged through the various Extraordinary items and materials Lidocia had mentioned.

Lidocia's voice seemed to be wafting in her ears, cheerful, gentle, and full of love.

"I researched a ritual magic and successfully got the Lord's response. I got a dagger with the power of the Lord. It can trigger the inner corruption of ordinary people, amplify dark thoughts, and finally mutate into a bloodthirsty humanoid monster."

"A container made of gold can temporarily isolate the penetration of the power of the Lord."