Pozwal, quarantine, large conference room.

"That's the case, now the whole of Pozval is under the threat of the evil gods, if we can't solve this problem, we will have to stay here forever, I don't care, but you are all nobles, and you have a good life, all said and done, do you have anything to say?"

Maggie knocked on the table, and the aristocratic gentlemen in the circle had different faces, but none of them spoke.

This is Alison's idea for her, Mrs. Catherine's deeds should not be new in the aristocratic circle, and there are definitely nobles who have something to do with the affiliated hospital, and it is highly unlikely that the interrogation will be fruitful, and it is a serious waste of time.

It's better to have a showdown, gather all the nobles, explain the status quo clearly, and use the internal rules of the aristocracy to force those in the know to tell the truth.

The entire conference room was silent for ten minutes after Maggie finished speaking.

Maggie was a little impatient, but before she came in, Allison warned her that if no one spoke, she must speak again after half an hour, so as not to be led by the nose.

There is no shortage of extraordinary people in the aristocracy, and Alison's spirit identity is a little sensitive and can't appear, so she can only let Maggie, who is not good at this, come in, she knows her details too well, so she strictly abides by the agreement with Alison, and doesn't say anything superfluous except for the words that are designed.

"Ahem" The old nobleman sitting in the far corner coughed lightly, and the nobles on both sides made way of the gap and let him come to the front.

The man had gray hair, a resolute countenance, sharp eyes, and wrinkles on his face like furrows.

"Timos von Wolfgang, the oldest nobleman in Pozval, and the general of the Southern Front during the Great Patriotic War one hundred and forty years ago, was an extraordinary person with the rating of the Fourth Ring, and during the Revolution his granddaughter joined the new aristocracy, and he returned to his hometown Pozval."

Maggie had information about Timos flowing in her mind, and knowing that this person was willing to stand up and be the first to speak, it would be appropriate to ask for information.

"If there's anything you want to say, just tell me." Timos walked up to the projected picture, turned around and dropped the sentence lightly, and then straightened his waist and swept his gaze over everyone.

"Your Excellency, I seem to remember this woman......" A middle-aged nobleman with a dodgy gaze raised his hand.

Timos raised his head, and the middle-aged nobleman swallowed his spit and said:

"She is a chaperone of the Royal Asociates, the female escort in charge of our service, she escaped from the hospital sixteen years ago by stealing some confidential information about the underground, and was later captured by someone I brought back, and later heard that she was played to death by Baron Balk."

After speaking, the other nobles exchanged a few glances with each other, and then spoke one after the other.

"I remember her too, it was as if she gave birth to a child in the hospital."

"Yes, child, that child has not been found yet, this doctor is most likely her child, this is a revenge."

"A woman who escaped from the hospital and ended up being tortured to death?" Maggie frowned, if this was all there was to it, would sixteen years be enough time for a child to grow into a cultist capable of threatening an entire city?

The room was silent for a moment.

"Go on, what's going on in the hospital, make it clear." Timos spoke again.

The middle-aged nobleman who was the first to speak just now looked around in embarrassment, and then said, "I don't know much about the hospital, it's an industry invested by the second prince......

"Bang!" His head burst into flowers.

Timos looked indifferently at the other nobleman who had just spoken, "You say." ”

"Timos, don't go too far, not now"

"Bang!"

The corners of Timos' mouth were hooked, the wrinkles on his face were piled together, his eyes narrowed into a line, and his smile looked cold and terrifying, and there was no smile at all.

"Miss, words alone are useless against them, and it will never be possible to convince them that this city will be destroyed until they die."

"This is the aristocracy of now."

"Greedy, shameless, vile, filthy."

"Treat the honor of the nobility as waste paper."

He stretched out his hand, and the air in the entire conference room froze, and then he looked at the other nobleman who had just spoken.

"You come on."

……

Ground floor.

He Shan continued to swim downstream, the temple was located thousands of meters underground, and it was still diving, he could only shorten the distance to the temple at a faster speed.

"This feeling doesn't seem to be soil anymore."

He Shan stopped suddenly, just now, he seemed to have broken through a certain boundary, and then the things he came into contact with around him had changed from soil to the flesh of some kind of creature.

"Sure enough, it's the monster's body."

"It turned out that the whole thing was sealed underground in Pozval."

"No, to be precise, humans built the city on top of this monster's body."

He Shan's spiritual power extended all the way to the edge of the city, and until it touched the seal that was obviously a god-level, the entire ground exuded an active chaotic will.

The soil stones, and even the creatures in them, are constantly squeezing and recombining, evolving towards real flesh and blood.

"But it's a little strange that such a monster is actually dominated by a chaotic will, how did it come to be?"

He Shan was a little curious, any creature with this kind of strength should not be dominated by such a chaotic will, at least a subjective consciousness should be born, rather than allowing the body to grow wildly.

And from just now, Fei has sensed a subtle aura of calamity, but it is not powerful, let alone destroying this world, it is impossible to even break through the seal, it should be emitted by this monster.

Even if it escapes, there should be no shortage of abilities and methods in this world that can destroy it, you know, there are six god-level gods alone, and they can kill it at will.

"Wait, I seem to understand why this world is in a sea of suffering."

"The gods sealed the calamity but did not destroy it, allowing the world to slide towards the netherworld......

"The gods are behind this? There may be accomplices, if human civilization is also involved, then the so-called evil gods are sealed to ensure that the world is constantly on the verge of destruction. ”

"But what good is this for human civilization?"

"No, if it is said that sliding towards the Netherworld is the intention of humans, just as the Calamity Lady was enslaved by the Calamity Behemoth, other gods may be similar, or even gods in the Netherworld, maybe the purpose of humans is to slide towards the Netherworld and go to the real godland......"

Thinking about it, He Shan felt a little chill in his heart.

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