There is a way that is justified, and the archbishop has struggled to cover up Victor Felankenstein over the years, but at this time, Fang Linyan put forward this statement, but broke through his rigid mode of thinking, and then found a glimmer of light to whitewash its operation.

However, this also made Fang Linyan's position in the heart of Archbishop Molegni even more important, because he knew too much now.

If it weren't for the fact that Archbishop Molegni knew very well that Fang Linyan came alone most likely to have a back hand, so he didn't dare to take risks, otherwise he would have been killed directly........ However, it is absolutely impossible to just let him go.

So, Archbishop Molegni smiled kindly and said:

"You know the truth now, right?"

Fanglin Rock Road:

"Well, got it. ”

Archbishop Molegny said lightly:

"As I said before, if you know the truth, then do something for me. ”

"I thought you were a capable person and wanted you to be a priest, but now I've changed my mind. ”

"The previous control of Finks was all done by Tex, but because of your relationship, he was forced to let Finks commit suicide, and then forcibly disconnected the spiritual connection with Finks, so he suffered a lot of mental damage, you can't escape the blame for this matter, right?"

Hearing this, Fang Linyan could only smile bitterly:

"Yes, my lord, I am very sorry and sorry for this. ”

Archbishop Molegni sighed and said:

"I'm seventy-four years old, so I know very well that honest and nihilistic apologies are the most unreliable things in the world, so to make up for the basket you stabbed before, I want you to do this is actually very simple, you just need to finish the work that Tex is about to complete. ”

Fang Linyan was stunned and said:

"Forgive me for my presumptuousness, Your Excellency...... I don't quite understand what you mean. ”

Archbishop Molegni said lightly:

"The purpose of Turks' control of Finkx today is to deal with a dancer Lisa who is likely to be infected, but he was stopped by you less than twenty minutes after he set off, and then he could only be forced to destroy the newly concocted Finkx and forcibly withdraw from the connection......."

"Then this thing has to be done, otherwise, it will be a devastating disaster for the dark mages to get what they want. ”

"Fortunately, we still have a dormant and well-recovered Finx, although it is not as powerful as the latest concocted one, but I think you have the ability to manipulate Finx to do this, what do you think?"

Fang Lin Yan knew very well in his heart that this domineering archbishop seemed to be speaking in a consultative tone, but in fact, he had no qualifications and capital to refuse Archbishop Molegni's proposal, so he could only smile helplessly:

"Well, since I poked out the basket, then naturally I should make up for it, but I may not be able to control you..... Finks, if I can't do that, then you can't blame me. ”

Archbishop Molegni smiled and said kindly:

"If you can't do it, then of course I'm not going to make it difficult. ”

Five minutes later,

Fang Linyan came to the top floor of the tower,

When he went to the top floor, Fang Linyan knew from the conversation between the archbishop and the rest of the people that it turned out that when Westminster Abbey fell, the so-called injury and fall of Archbishop Molegny at that time was just a pretext.

The truth is that the archbishop was seriously injured and forced to retreat to a safe place to defend himself in order to cover Victor Ferankenstein, a Frankenstein, so he did not hesitate to take his men to break off the back.

It is worth mentioning that Victor Felankenstein is not the greasy and sloppy man that Fang Linyan has in his impression of being unkempt and obsessed with research.

When Fang Linyan saw him for the first time, he almost thought he had seen a dignified English earl.

He wore a camel hair gray trench coat in a gorgeous velvet fabric, and the red shirt underneath matched the style of Victor Felankenstein's old aristocracy.

After Archbishop Molegni whispered to him, Mr. Victor Felankenstein smiled, stretched out his hand to Fang Linyan and said:

"Mr. Wrench, welcome to my lab. ”

Yes, the top of the tower had been visibly transformed into an alchemy laboratory------- at least on the surface------ and Victor Ferankenstein was a veteran alchemist. And his attainments in this area are indeed worthy of such a title.

Faced with Victor Felankenstein's enthusiasm, Fang Linyan immediately said:

"It is my pleasure, sir. ”

After some introduction, the topic was quickly brought back to business.

Fang Linyan was brought to the front of a table, and there was a crystal ball the size of a bowl on the table.

This thing is widely used in alchemy, divination, gypsy mystical activities, it can be said that it is quite common, even if someone deliberately comes here to find fault, can only start from the dust on the walls and stools next to it, there is no way to pick the bones in the eggs on the crystal ball.

However, when Victor Ferankenstein squeezed out a mysterious drop of golden liquid from a nearby straw and landed on the crystal ball, everything suddenly became completely different.

After this crystal ball came into contact with that mysterious drop of golden liquid, a large number of cracks appeared on the surface of the crystal ball, and it looked as if it had been broken.

However, then the cracked skin of the crystal ball fell from above like a boiled broken eggshell, revealing the true appearance hidden inside!

There was a blood-red mist hidden inside, and this mist seemed to have its own life, fluttering and floating on its own, and then slowly moved towards Fang Linyan's face.

Faced with such a strange situation, Fang Linyan was taken aback, and was about to dodge, but heard Archbishop Molegny say lightly:

"Don't be afraid, it's normal, if you really feel too nervous, you can close your eyes. ”

Fang Lin Yan forced himself to endure it, letting the blood-red mist slowly move closer, and then completely enveloping his head in it.

At this time, Fang Linyan received a prompt from the Joint Trial Badge:

"You have been affected by a mysterious force, and your MP will slowly drop from now on, and this abnormal condition may have an unpredictable negative impact on your physical condition, please get rid of it in time. ”

Fang Linyan secretly scolded in his heart, if he can get rid of it, do you need to say it? There are two old monsters next to him, and the only thing he can do now is to cooperate well, so he can only say in his heart:

"Notify me as soon as anything out of the ordinary happens. ”

At this time, although Fang Linyan's eyes were all blood-red, his hearing was still there, and he had already heard Mr. Victor Felankenstein whisper with great satisfaction:

'It's very stable and his potential is a lot better than Tex. ”

Archbishop Molegni was a little surprised:

"Really? Turks was the one who passed the magic school test at the age of ten, and he was given the same magic hat that could not go wrong!

Victor Ferankenstein nodded, and held up a thermometer-like object in his hand, which was constantly changing colors, and the frequency of changing colors was similar to the rhythm of a heartbeat.

"Yes, my old friend, my magic measuring potion doesn't lie. ”

"That's great, and with plenty of magic, I might have a whole new set of data about Finkx tonight!

After saying this, Victor Felankenstein's voice was already a little fanatical, and then he came to Fang Linyan's side and whispered to him:

"Calm down, relax, my friend. The Finks was born ten years ago, and to date it is a very well-established product, which has been manipulated and tested by dozens of people, and is very safe. ”

Although Fang Linyan couldn't see it, he still squeezed out a smile at the corner of his mouth and nodded.

Then Fang Linyan felt a ball with a somewhat smooth texture stuffed into his hands, and in his senses, this thing was somewhat similar to a crystal ball.

Victor Felankenstein whispered softly:

"You hold this ball and try it? It doesn't matter, you can hold it with either hand, it's fine, it's very good, do you feel uncomfortable? If not, try to connect your mental power to this ball. ”

"Well, if you haven't done a similar test, then clear your mind and think of this ball as a part of your body, and you're trying to inject your own blood into it, yes, yes, yes, that's it, very good. ”

What Fang Linyan couldn't see was that the ball he was holding in his hand turned out to be a round ball with a texture that looked like amber, the color was pale yellow, and the surface was smooth and transparent, but the most important thing was that in the center of this translucent ball, there was actually a human head with bared teeth and grinning.

The man's head was surprisingly small, the size of an apple at best.

It looks like the loot made by the savage cannibal tribes of the Amazon River basin who cut off the heads of their enemies and then used their clan's secret techniques to shrink the heads.

The point is that there is a third eye in the center of this person's eyebrows, and all three of his eyes are open, and the eyes do not reflect the pain and struggle before death, but on the contrary, they are indifferent and quiet, with indifferent joy, just like the feeling of a wanderer returning home.

After Fang Linyan injected his spiritual power into the crystal ball in his palm little by little, his whole person began to gradually enter the half-dreaming state before falling asleep.