Almost no one will come to the basement of the Rodriguez estate, not even Merkel will be allowed to enter, only Schiller, or only a certain personality of Schiller, will come here.

Master Andrew's corpse was casually discarded on the cold ground, and Pamela smelled a strange smell as soon as she walked in.

But it is not surprising that today's maximum temperature is close to forty degrees, and even in the normally cool cellars, there are about twenty-seven or eight degrees, and human corpses decay faster than most animals.

"It doesn't look like the ingredients are fresh." Pamela frowned and said, "Are you sure it's still edible?" ”

Schiller glanced at the corpse on the ground and said indifferently: "No, miss, that's not our ingredient, the moment he dies, he is already inedible, at best he can only be used as a fishing bait." ”

Pamela looked at Schiller, feeling a little confused, she didn't know what Schiller was referring to, but she really wasn't interested in getting close to the corpse that was constantly changing towards a high level of decay.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside the door of the hallway of the cellar room, and Pamela turned back sharply to see a cloaked figure in the dark shadows of the hallway.

"You killed Andrew?" Her high-pitched, hoarse voice sounded, with a mystical tinge that was characteristic of a magician, but Pamela looked at her with a hint of sympathy.

The figure stepped out of the darkness, the hood taken by a pair of pale hands, the horns of the goat between the black hair were very visible, it was a woman of succubus blood, and Pamela swore that she saw the most disgruntled expression on Schiller's face so far.

"You're half-blood? Not fully human? Schiller turned to look at the half-succubus that appeared outside the door, his eyes lingering on the tail dangling behind her for a moment, and the succubus who came over was unaware, and she said, "As stupid as Andrew is, that out-of-town guy named Strange is not qualified to decide the future of the wizarding world." ”

"Don't let the demons touch humans at will, what are you kidding!" The half-succubus sneered and said, "Are we going to be in the company of those weak ordinary people from now on, rushing around every day for a little food?" Without the power of demons, what is the difference between a magician and an ordinary person? ”

At this moment, another thin figure stepped out from behind the half-succubus, and the more withered fingers took off the hood, revealing an old face with ravines and ravines.

Schiller calmly called out his name: "Undead archmage Kaz, it turns out that you are still alive. ”

"It's not that easy for those winged rats to kill me like this." Kaz laughed twice like a ghost, and said, "Death, corruption, filth, I'm the expert at playing with these things, they just live long." ”

"Salia, stop talking nonsense with him, take Andrew's body, and I can curse the man who killed him, Supreme Mage? Soon we will see him in the Abyss of the Blackest! ”

The next second, the cellar was pitch black, and Pamela didn't see how Schiller had disappeared.

Half an hour later, Strange walked down the stairs of the manor, holding his head in pain, and saw Schiller, who was setting the table, say, "They are not easy to deal with, and the trouble will continue." ”

"Can you tell me what you've been investigating lately?" Schiller inserted a bouquet of daisies into a transparent vase with a light green pattern, placed it in the center of the penant at the front of the table, and began to fold the napkin in an intricate way.

"The demonic erosion is much deeper than we think, some people have almost completely lost their ego, but they feel that they have, they feel that their choice is all out of their will, but the opposite is true."

"This situation mostly occurs in magicians with devilish blood on their bodies, the thicker the bloodline, the more it is eroded, and Andrew's ability to become an archmage has nothing to do with the blood in his body."

Strange walked across from Schiller, picked up a napkin, and folded it in the same way as Schiller, when suddenly he frowned slightly, sniffed, not sure if he smelled the slightest imperceptible smell of blood in the air.

He dismissed it as a hallucination, saying, "We have all gotten one thing wrong, although the young man who is seduced by power is irritable and impulsive, and will do anything for the sake of power, but the archmage with the blood of the devil is the real threat." ”

"By the time I realized it was too late, they brazenly rallied and said that none of us can represent the will of humanity, and that we should vote or show our hands or we must not let the Magical Defense Network be completed."

"They say they have the freedom to pursue power, they have the freedom to know the truth and communicate with the outside world, they say that the Magical Defense Network is our cage, and that negotiating with demons on an equal footing should be done in a more gentle way."

Schiller glanced up at Strange, the expression on Strange's face was almost like a laugh, he knew that these remarks had no effect on Strange at all, and this extreme human supremacist would not listen to such nonsense at all.

"My only mistake was that I didn't expect that even if I forcibly completed the magical defense network, some demons and angels would still be able to communicate with them through the bloodlines they left behind in the bodies of human descendants, Andrew and the other few surviving archmages were bewitched, and perhaps there were many more, and the maggots who had been expelled from the magical world were also eyeing them in the shadows."

"So you're going to kill Andrew?"

"This is just the beginning." Strange gently put down the meticulously folded napkin, and Schiller's gaze fell on the edge of the neatly folded napkin, revealing a hint of a smile.

"Whoever answers in the face of demonic summons will die." "No matter what the heirs of this world think, or if they want to describe me as a tyrant in the history books, that's not something I have to think about," Strange said. ”

"But apparently the truth is trickier than you think." Schiller also put down the folded napkin and said, "It's not a few, it's a few left." ”

"Maybe there won't be any left." Strange's face turned gloomy, and he said, "When I went to kill Andrew, he had obviously received the news, and there were very few people who knew about my intentions, and none of them could be trusted. ”

"Plus, sooner or later, they'll be eyeing you." Strange looked at Schiller's sloppy gray eyes without fear and said, "They know that you are not simple, so they may not attack you, but you are not alone in this world." ”

Schiller knew he was saying to the same Schiller he knew, or at least to Professor Schiller, who had brought him into the world, and Schiller didn't directly tell him that he didn't have to worry, he just said, "A lot of times, brutal killings don't solve the whole problem." ”

"Is it good to keep them alive?" Strange said a little irritablely, "If you don't kill all the betrayers, the betrayers will only increase." ”

Schiller shook his head and said, "It's all about the way. ”

"Death brings the most powerful deterrent."

"People who are connected to demons always have nothing to fear, because physical death is not the end for them." Schiller stretched out his hand and adjusted the angle of the flower with his fingers, and said: "Needless killing only increases your own consumption, and if there is no dramatic creative inspiration, do not spend your energy on slaughter." ”

Strange was a little confused, and he realized that the Schiller in front of him was different from anyone he knew, and even though they had met in the Thinking Tower, it obviously didn't make Strange read him more.

"In any case, if Schiller's friend is harmed, it will be the consequence of your inaction on the part of the person who is using this body now." "They're going to do it, and they're going to kill us. ”

"They've already done it." Schiller left the table and walked towards the door of the dining room, and Merkel walked briskly down the hallway and handed Schiller a piece of paper.

Suddenly, Strange turned his head to look at the floor-to-ceiling windows of the dining room, and there was a slight noise in the garden, and several figures approached between the swaying shadows of the trees.

Strange was instantly alarmed, but Schiller walked to the garden gate and opened it for the visitors.

Leading the way was Deathstroke, followed by Konstantin and Zatana.

"We should catch up, right?" Deathstroke let out a long sigh and rubbed the dirt from his shoes on the doormat, exchanging a few words with Schiller like every guest who comes from afar.

Zatanna, who looked just as confused as Strange, walked into the dining room, but looked at Schiller and said, "What the hell is going on?" Why did this weird guy create a highway bombing and kidnap us, but send us here? ”

"Thank you." Schiller handed the piece of paper he had just taken to Deathstroke and said, "I'm sure that no one alive but me has seen this list, and your family will be very safe." ”

"Burn it." Deathbell waved his hand and said, "I'll always be a toiler, how many times have I worked for you?" ”

Schiller handed the piece of paper to Zatana and made a gesture to light it, and Zatanna didn't know the whole picture, but she lit the fire and burned the paper.

Schiller's gaze fell on Konstantin, who only exchanged a glance with him and fell silent.

Schiller opened his mouth and said, "I know you have a lot of doubts, and there is still some time before the banquet begins, so we can talk slowly. ”

"John's bookstore is renting Halle's house, and I think you should remember that after it was destroyed and you redecorated it, Hallie went to inspect the house."

Konstantin nodded.

"She's not looking at the renovation standards." Schiller held the wine bottle in both hands and looked at the words on the bottle, and said, "You should know that she has special abilities, right?" ”

"He gained a magical dark energy that I had never seen so substantial, so I couldn't judge." Zatanna said with a frown

"She wanted to go to the bookstore to find some magic books to read, but she knew that with you, you wouldn't expose her to those dangerous knowledge, so she didn't want you to know, she just planned to sneak a few books." Schiller looked at Zatanna and said.

Zatanna's brow furrowed deeper and deeper, and he heard Schiller say again, "But she found strange magic marks on the second floor of your bookshelf. ”

"John can't use magic right now, and you're not very good at discerning hidden markers, but Harley has a special talent for detectives, and she immediately realized that you were being targeted."

Zatanna frowned, she was trying to remember if she had seen any suspicious characters recently, but she was not a detective like Batman after all, and she had been busy fighting with Konstantin recently, and she really didn't pay attention to what was wrong in her life.

"Someone wants to kidnap you to threaten me and thus affect the completion of the Earth's magical defense network."

"And I asked this excellent mercenary to create a bombing before they do anything to you, and the wizarding world will think that you have been found by an old enemy and died, and simply faked your death to get out of the spotlight."

Schiller turned his head to look into the hallway behind the restaurant door, where Merkel had already walked over with a plate, and a very delicate meal was placed on the table.

Zatana looked at a steak on the table, moved her nose and said, "Are you really going to have a banquet?" …… It's so fragrant, what kind of meat is this? ”

"Moose meat." Schiller lowered his eyes to observe the pattern on the steak and said, "He was unusually strong when he was alive." ”

Then he raised his eyes to Strange's gaze and said, "The beasts, though they are defeated by their hunger, are more afraid of hunger, and men have lured them into this, and they have domestic animals." ”