The interior of the Black Emperor's mausoleum was empty, with nothing but the dark walls and the central platform.

On the high platform, a chair for a giant resembles an iron chair, with intricate and twisted patterns engraved on the surface, and the top of the backrest extends upwards in the shape of a crown.

At this time, there was no figure on the surface of this heavy and huge seat, as if it was waiting for its emperor to return.

But in Abner and Bernadette's eyes, there was a black shadow sitting on top of them, examining their hands together.....

Just when he was still more than ten meters away from the high platform, Abner took the initiative to stop and let go of Bernadette at the same time.

Bernadette, on the other hand, stood there, staring blankly at the central platform, looking at the black figure, and her expression revealed a sadness that she could not hide and did not want to hide.

She could sense, she could already be sure that the black figure was her father, the man who called himself "Caesar", Russell Gustaf.

In the next second, more cracks opened on the black figure, revealing the blood-red thing like moonlight inside, crookedly forming the eyes and mouth.

"You should rejoice that I'm awake now, or you'd be dead when I first saw you!" The dark shadow, that is, Russell, said in a cold tone.

But then he looked at Bernadette more than ten meters away, and said with a dry and hoarse smile: "You have really become a big man in the mysterious world, and you have become an angel..... "Come here, let me see what my little princess is like now."

Bernadette's eyes suddenly reddened, and she was about to take a step forward, but Abner reached out and grabbed her. Seeing this, Russell looked at Abner again, chuckled, and said:

"Are you my little princess's chosen husband?

"Even now, if it were before, I would have beaten you to death, you stinky boy."

The emperor was sometimes cold, sometimes warm, sometimes like a loving father, and sometimes pointed at his daughter's interpersonal relationships, roaring constantly, as if countless personalities were switching back and forth, as if he had already gone mad.

"You say..... He's in better shape than he thinks?" Bernadette looked at the dark shadow's eyes as she inquired as Abner asked

The light gradually revealed indescribable sorrow.

"The way he is now at least shows that his nature is still 'struggling' and has not completely reduced to a puppet of the outer gods..... Moreover, the parts that appear to be polluted, while dominant, do not have an overwhelming advantage."

Like Mr. "Men", he can only be awake for a short time when the red moon appears, and other times when his "personality" is stable, it is more troublesome.

As he spoke, Abner communicated with the ontology of being in the "otherworld", and continuously transmitted the information "seen" on the scene back to the kingdom of God for analysis.

At this time, the bright red cracks on Russell's face became more and more chaotic, sometimes "closed", sometimes "opened", and there was no longer a unified will.

The Emperor seized the opportunity, straightened up slightly, looked at Abner, and shouted with difficulty, "Think of a way, the one who sensed your approach seems to be concentrating."

Abner nodded solemnly, and then an ancient castle suddenly appeared on the primordial island, above the mausoleum of the "Black Emperor".

It is the "Observer's Castle" that carries the corpse of the old "Father of Succubus, Lord of Desire, Source of Fall".

As soon as the castle appeared, the faint "red moon" in the sky suddenly disappeared and was no longer visible, and the red light in the rift on Russell's body also dimmed.

Abner seized the opportunity to move the "Hermit's Staff" a little further and tried to re-interpret the nature of the Emperor's pollution, but he immediately found that the content of his "interpretation" was almost immediately re-covered by the pollution of the "new life", and it was impossible to completely change his "nature" unless he had been working with it for tens or hundreds of years.

"It really doesn't work...... The main thing is that Lao Huang, your 'resurrection point' is too bad! Resurrected under someone's defense tower, you are the end

What do you think....." Abner reluctantly complained in his heart.

And just when Abner tried his best to help Lao Huang solve the pollution and couldn't be distracted, the emperor took the opportunity of his better state to chat with his daughter about family life:

"How did you end up with him? Still holding hands?"

Bernadette opened her mouth, not knowing where to start, and finally her eyes were suddenly filled with mist, and she shouted in a low and suppressed voice:

"Daddy..... You're going to be okay..... He promised ......"

At this point, she seemed to remember something, and added, "I was with him, of course, to learn your kind of 'Middle Kingdom' script, to read your diary, and then to find this place.....

When Russell heard his daughter's call, his face, which had only facial features, softened a little, but after Bernadette's words came out, he instantly became stunned, and subconsciously asked, "What did you say?" You·.... Can you read my diary?"

"I can only read part of it..... According to him, many idioms and words with rich connotations need more literature and information to understand." As Bernadette replied, her emotions gradually stabilized, and she thought for a moment before continuing, "I didn't want to tell you this...... But he said that knowing this will help to strengthen 'humanity'."

"Strengthening humanity? That's right, I'm very human now! Russell sneered a few times, and said in a rather "strange" tone.

Then, after a pause, he couldn't help but ask, "You and him..... What is the relationship now?"

Bernadette thought for a moment and said, "I am now the pope of the 'Church of the God of Truth,' and he is the 'God of Truth.'" Pope.... Russell pondered for a moment and asked, "What about the rest?"

"He told me that if you asked about it, he would answer you in one sentence..... Well, it's supposed to be the language of the Middle Kingdom, but I only know the words, but I don't know the pronunciation, I don't know what he means.

"But he said it to help you strengthen your humanity just as well." Bernadette remembered Abner's series of exhortations before departure, and said honestly.

"What?" Russell intuitively felt that it was not a good word, but he couldn't help but ask curiously.

Then he heard his eldest daughter, the great man of the mysterious world, the Pope of the "Church of the God of Truth", Bernadette Gustav, pronounce in a straight and round Chinese pronunciation:

"On January 16th, the taste of the witch is really good."