"Bartender!"

"Two more bottles, I'll take them back."

The man shook his head, drank the last drop of the bottle, and shouted at the people behind the counter.

The bartender looked at him in a delirium and placed the wine on his table.

Pushing the chair away, the man staggered out with a wine bottle in his hand.

And not far away, several people also put down the wine glasses in their hands, and their eyes kept staring at the man's back.

When he walked out the door, they looked at each other with a dark smile on their faces.

Then they also got up to settle the bill, and when they got to the outside world, they followed in the footsteps of the man.

They just hung far behind, looking for a glimmer of opportunity.

When the man entered a small alley, several people sped up and blocked him one after the other.

"You, what do you want to do?"

A look of horror appeared on the man's face, and he asked in a panic.

"It's nothing, I just want to borrow some money from you to spend it."

The besieging people smirked and pushed the man to the ground.

The bottle slammed into the wall, splashing with a sparkling light.

The cloudy night of wine inside suddenly drenched the man's clothes.

Two men pressed him to the ground, while the other brutally put his hand into his clothes.

Then, with a happy face, he touched a stack of francs with the smell of wine.

"No!"

"Don't! That's my money! ”

The man's face instantly turned hideous, and his limbs writhed continuously, trying to break free from their restraints.

"Boom!"

The person who got the money gave him a punch directly, and the man's head hit the hard stone slab hard.

When he woke up again, all he could do was the sharp pain in the back of his head.

"Damn ......"

The man scolded and stood up with the back of his head in his hands.

However, when he wanted to go home, he found another figure in front of him.

It's endless, isn't it?

"You're late, and I don't have any money on me now."

The man lowered his head and gritted his teeth, but the person in front of him did not move.

Only then did he raise his head and take a closer look at the person in front of him.

The spotless white robe suddenly appeared in sight, startling the man.

"God, Father, is there anything I can do?"

But when he finished asking, he realized that something was not quite right.

Didn't the news say that the Holy See suddenly disappeared with the people inside?

The man did not answer, but looked at him with strange eyes.

There was a moment of silence, and just as the man's scalp tingled a little from being stared at, he finally spoke.

"The emotions that overflow around me are telling me that you are very unwilling, right?"

The tone is full of strange tones, and its voice is awkward, like a baby who has just learned to speak.

But when the man heard this, it seemed that something was being channeled out.

He couldn't stop confiding his grievances to the person in front of him.

His voice was so sad that it seemed to be repenting of his sins before the Lord.

"What do you think is the root of all this?"

"Are they the ones who robbed you of your money, or the ones who bought your daughter?"

"Of course, those ......"

The man wanted to angrily say that he was the one who robbed the money, but he didn't know why, but he couldn't stop thinking that it was the one who bought his daughter.

If it weren't for the fact that he was going to buy his own daughter, he wouldn't have suffered so much now.

"In my opinion, the real source is actually your daughter."

"If it weren't for her, none of this would have happened."

"As long as she doesn't show up, no one will buy her, and no one will rob you of your things."

The man nodded in agreement in the face of his deliberately distorted description.

"If only she hadn't shown up......"

Seeing that the man had been turned "on the right track" by himself, there was no fluctuation in his dead gray eyes.

The man in front of the man is the "archbishop" who has reappeared.

"There's the next one."

This time he did not say the lingua franca again, but another language that was difficult to understand.

The shadow of madness engulfed the archbishop and led him to an unknown place.

It's about getting all the trajectories back on track.

Outside the alley, several corpses lying horizontally suddenly shuddered, and then something strange slowly crawled out from the back of their heads.

They will follow in the footsteps of the "archbishop" and set up the stage for the performance.

……

"My lord, I'm familiar with the slums, and I can show you the way."

Wei Ya followed behind Ji Yan and said respectfully.

"No, it's in the newspaper."

Ji Yan looked at the dangerous area marked above, and then compared the street in front of him.

"This should be it."

He walked in first.

Ji Yan was very sure that something must have hidden himself yesterday.

And it still disappeared at every level.

But it's only been half a day, so I can't help but make a move?

Thankfully, he will keep the puppet body.

Before coming here, Ji Yan had already visited the ruins of the Holy See outside the city of Woliv.

Although there are many people guarding it, for him now, it is as easy as entering and leaving the house.

Those people could only watch as Ji Yan tore the ruins directly open an opening to the ground as if he had entered a no-man's land.

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A moment later, I watched him walk out again.

It's not that they don't want to stop it, it's that Huiyue, who is in charge, is still hanging on the wall unconscious.

They also have to weigh how many pounds and taels they have.

Below the ruins of the Holy See, Ji Yan only found traces of spatial movement.

It means that the source was still here not long ago.

Now Ji Yan smelled a strange smell in the city, so he came to investigate.

However, the corpse has been cleaned up, and only the remains of blood remain.

So Ji Yan moved to the next place non-stop.

After visiting several places, Wei Ya seemed to have an understanding.

"My lord, these places don't seem to be very far from my house."

Listening to her words, Ji Yan was also a little stunned.

He looked at the map and saw that Alice's home was only a few kilometers away.

And all locations surrounded Alice's home.

Ji Yan suddenly had a heart.

At the same time, I was also a little helpless in my heart, why did I kill my minions, and there would still be so many incidents.

Is it the driving force of fate?

He just remembered an answer in his heart, but then he was overturned by himself.

He already knew that Alice's so-called fate was a trajectory deliberately set by others.

Don't you still want to give up?

Put everything back on track and put the world in a state of destruction.

Ji Yan could already conclude that the source of the alienation of the Holy See had its own consciousness.

It has a clear plan and then has others implement it.

Now what Ji Yan wants to do the most.

It's about finding the source and crushing it.