Hawkes Fly panicked.

The last time he panicked like this was when he was a teenager who couldn't remember the exact age, because of the monster's bloodshot eyes, the huge mouth full of fangs, and the smell of fish coming from that mouth, but with the growth of sequence, age and combat experience, his heart has long been polished into an indestructible rock, no matter how hideous the enemy is, he will not give up thinking, let alone look away, only think about seeing every weakness and looking for every chance of victory.

But at this moment, Hawkes is not panicking because of the threat to his life, the existence in front of him with a young face and a long life does not contain the slightest murderous aura, his tone is calm and gentle, but the words that can be analyzed in detail reveal the fact that the deepest secrets of Silver City are being dismantled layer by layer.

Perhaps because the light was too dim, Hawkes couldn't help but have the illusion that in every shadow of candlelight there were tens of thousands of eyes, their gaze turning into blades, indifferently cutting through their own skin and parting their muscles until they revealed the heart wrapped in the sternum and the secrets hidden in the heart.

The feeling of being spied on made him shiver all over his body and his scalp tingle.

"Smack!"

A white wing slammed into Thoth's face, covering his eyes as well, and the feeling of being snooped on disappeared in an instant, and Hawkes breathed a sigh of relief, his vest already wet with cold sweat.

"Restraint." The white crow waved its wings in a gesture similar to "pointing", "Don't be gluttonous at the smell of secret knowledge, it's rude!"

There are not many opportunities to teach the other party a lesson, so he cherishes it very much, and he has the momentum to go online.

Thoth coughed lightly, "I'm sorry, I didn't hold back for a while."

In the occult world, knowledge is power, and the most intuitive embodiment is that many people dream of high-level potion formulas, and as an information creature, as the top of the "voyeur" who can give abstract knowledge concrete power, Thoth's desire for this is even stronger. He longs for knowledge, just as a hungry wolf longs for flesh and blood, and a traveler longs for a sweet spring, and the more hidden and unknown it is, the more "nourishing" and full of temptation.

But if it comes to things like the outer gods, the starry sky, etc., this instinct will undoubtedly bring the risk of "playing with fire***", and the ancient sun god once gave him a set of psychological hints centered on "restraint", "caution", and "beware of the starry sky", and advised him to do something "that consumes brain cells".

In this era, there are many ways to "consume brain cells", including growing vegetables, writing textbooks, doing translations, developing products, and conducting chemical experiments, but Thoth also enjoys it.

But occasionally, very occasionally, he couldn't bear it, especially in a place like God's Forsaken Land, where the heavens could not be seen, and where many secrets were buried—it was simply made for His "secret" nature.

"You...... What is the purpose of coming to Silver City?"

The encounter had made Hawkes suddenly vigilant, and the muscles in his body had tensed like hills. ….

"Why are you here?"

Thoth curled the corners of his mouth as if laughing at himself, and then said—

"I am not here for salvation, and it will not be easy to bring you out of this place of suffering, and I am not sure that I will be able to pay the price; Nor did I come for destruction, and if I wanted to be satisfied with your death and suffering, I should not have done it in the first place; Nor have I come to spread the faith and reap anchors, or I should have given my honorific name instead of you calling me 'Siddle'."

"I can't be generous, I can't be indifferent."

"So I chose a compromise solution, which was to give hints."

Hawkes understood, "That's why you suggested, 'Question for question,'"

"Yes, and according to the rules, you owe me two questions now - you just said some familiar common sense about the evil spirit before to prevaricate me, and I can't admit it."

"I was offended, and I'm willing to be honest with you now." Hawkes' muscles relaxed, "The people of Silver City have become evil

Spirit, because it has received a terrible curse."

"But none of the curses are unfounded."

"That's another question, Your Excellency."

"I'm pretty good at budgeting." Thoth laughed, "But that's not my next question."

Thoth looked at his feet, where he had first arrived hours earlier, driving a peeping butterfly deep underground, but it had never returned. Thoth reminisced about the feeling of a mud cow in the sea, and realized that it was very much like "secrecy"—the secrecy of an old acquaintance.

"I wonder what's hidden down here?"

Amanisis, what are you hiding? Hawkes' cheeks twitched and his lips twitched, but before he could make up his mind, Thoth suddenly said, "I'm sorry, I'll go out for a while."

In a hidden corner, Thoth lifted his sleeves to reveal a slightly swollen sarcoma with veins in the shape of a human face.

Amon frowned, "Father, what are you doing here?"

"A 'communicator. ，」

The "isolation" of God's forsaken land cannot be seen in the entry and exit, but also in the communication, the spiritual communication of the conquerors and the prayers of the believers cannot be transmitted from outside, but the true Creator is an exception - perhaps because this is the place where the All-Knowing and Almighty falls, and the birth of the true Creator, whose strong negative emotions have marked the land with a strong enough occult imprint that Thoth's prayers here can be heard by Him.

But given that Thoth was not a "secret prayer man", the true Creator could not use the connection of channels to transmit what he wanted to say directly into his head—in order to make the "single line" become a "double line", Thoth had him plant this sarcoma in himself, and if there was anything he wanted to convey, the sarcoma would be hot and itchy, without having to wait for himself to pray to him.

"Meng, can you hear me?" A hoarse sound came from the sarcoma's small mouth.

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Nothing is going on in the North, everything is fine, but there is something else I feel compelled to let you know - the House of Stiano was burned down by the flames of the sun, the one who had seen the desecration of the slabs was also dead, and the county of Saidion, where they were located, was mostly destroyed." ….

Sun flames. The word made Thoth's breath pause, and he understood what the blazing white light meant in the revelation he had received.

"When?"

"Four hours ago."

Under Amon's gaze, Thoth's face visibly sank.

"Osecus is trying to go to war?"

"If he had done his job, it wouldn't have been just a County of Saidion, and the angels quickly brought the fire under control, without encountering obstruction from the Sun's followers."

"Why?"

"It's still being investigated, but there is some speculation that the craftsmen may have gone wrong in developing the seal, or it may be a suicide demonstration by the followers of the sun."

"Sounds like no end to it." Thoth sighed, "What about the casualties?"

"More than 600 people died, mostly civilians." The real creature paused, "I've asked Solomon for a list of casualties, some of them are secret people, and there should be your dependents in them?" The men of Trenthorst have found a white deer emblem in the ruins."

Thoth closed his eyes, the same eyeliner he had planted in the first place, the White Deer Emblem for a Sequence 5 Potions professor.

"Could you please get a copy of the directory for my school as well?" When he opened his eyes again, he said as calmly as he could, "The person in charge should arrange the bereavement work in time."

"Little things." After a moment of silence, the True Creator said, "No one can predict all disasters, no one can save everyone, and for the gods, it is enough to protect the water and soil, so don't get into the horns."

"yes, I know." Thoth tugged the corners of his mouth upwards and smiled reluctantly, "It's not the first day of God."

The sarcoma no longer expands and contracts, and the expression of the human face above tends to solidify.

"Let's go." Thoth lowered his sleeves, "

Go to the Chief Gentleman and get a quick solution."

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