Francis enters the large study of the Moon House, pulls out a random chair and sits down, and places the Shadow Incense Candle on the table.

"So, Mr. Francis, we're actually working for Ms. Alice, aren't we?"

It was Richard who spoke, and he lit a match to help Francis light the incense sticks. It was a little difficult for him to understand that such an important meeting was carried out by hallucinations.

Francis patted Armand's head, which annoyed Armand very much, before replying satisfiedly: "Now it's okay, after all, you heard our pianist say that the ugly goddess wants to kill us, and you can't rely on some professionals." ”

The Supreme is not like a real creature, and a simple cannon bombardment can annihilate it. They can use their extraordinary powers as hooks to find your memories, your dreams, and even your name, all of which can cause you to wake up one day and find that you have six extra legs.

That is, deformed into a monster.

At the same time, Francis has been transformed to Stage 2, he can use more violent weapons, and perhaps one day, he will no longer be afraid to look directly at the supreme.

Richard didn't say anything more after receiving the answer, and lit the incense candle neatly.

In an instant, Francis came to the Shadow Council, and everyone was gathered, and he was the last.

"I hope you've had a good time, Francis, and your wife, I heard Alice."

Francis had no intention of greeting, and after glancing at Alice, he said straight to the point: "Now, where is the information I need on the third machine?" ”

The 'Phoenix' pondered for a while and said, "The good news is that there is a clue. ”

"And what about the bad news?"

"The original custodian died sixty years ago, turned into a monster and now roams the southern coast."

Francis sighed, this is about the same as saying nothing, if there is only that, it is invalid information.

Phoenix smiled and comforted: "I didn't finish it, but even then I still got a lot of news." For example, the third machine was built by the third extraordinary craftsman in the old era, and its full name is Gestalt Difference Machine, a medium-sized machine, which is easy to find. ”

"When you're free, call me to the south, it's only a matter of time before you find it."

Francis reluctantly accepted the reply, he could not go to the south for a short time, because the royal city was the only way to go, and Francis was not ready to cross the huge gate.

He needed a quicker way, and he couldn't help but be fascinated by the thought of it, and the voices of the people around him seemed to be separated by a thick layer of fog.

Jumping through the Infinite Gate of the Moon House is a possible solution, but as soon as he lands in the south, the church or the Brotherhood, or even the goddess of death, will get the news.

Unknown risks are the hardest to bear.

Suddenly, Francis remembered a guy who Richard didn't have as many eyes on, and who was familiar with the South, half a native.

"Mr. Francis? Hey, you've been in a daze for a long time. ”

Hearing Alice's words, Francis came to his senses and asked, "I'm sorry, I'm missing something." ”

"Regarding the matter of the crown of Tibia, we are discussing whether to take it back."

Francis did not hesitate to say that he had no idea, it felt good to be in the black temple, and there was no need to snatch it by force.

'Phoenix' smiled and said, "It seems that you don't understand, we really don't want to let a god-stage alien angel derivative be in the hands of the church. ”

Alien angel derivation, Francis recalls, the phoenix seems to be talking about Elizabeth.

Puzzled, he asked, "If you are talking about Elizabeth, I remember that I purified her, and besides, she is not a monster?" ”

Everyone present fell into an eerie silence when they heard this, and in the end, only Alice explained with difficulty: "Mr. Francis, the extraordinary are essentially not much different from aberrant monsters..."

Francis's pupils became very large, and he woke up like a dream, yes, nothing more than the black and white sides of extraordinary power.

Depending on what they mean, Elizabeth is one of the twelve extraordinary derivations that can be controlled by man, which is also the final stage of the alien angel derivation, the God stage.

Alice continued, "Elizabeth is the origin of the alien angel derivation, and her blood or feathers are now indispensable in the elixir of the same derivation. After direct contact with the source, Elizabeth directly advanced to the God stage, which is indestructible, the same as the supreme. ”

"Even if she is purified, Elizabeth will continue to be associated with the crown after dissipation, and she will wake up at the right time, which sounds like the old gods have descended, but it is true."

A goddess who has climbed up is sleeping soundly under the crown.

Francis took a deep breath, then a deep breath, and asked, "How does it sound, it's a bit like the goddess of death." ”

"They are gods, Mr. Francis, and that's why they are supreme."

'Phoenix' nodded frequently, asking the most important question.

That's the current Elizabeth, which side does it belong to?

Is it the supremacy on the other side of the wall, or the queen hand on the human side.

"We speculate that the new King I of Thebia will decide the direction of the ruined angel Elizabeth, so Francis, Golden Dawn needs you to reclaim the crown."

Half of the twelve gods that can be controlled on the human side have not advanced so far, and the remaining ones who are awake and not crazy are in the Black Temple.

Golden Dawn didn't know how many he still had, because those two guys hadn't been seen in hundreds of years, and they might have gone to the other side of the wall.

Therefore, the ownership of Elizabeth, the queen card, is very important.

Francis didn't respond for a long time, and after ten minutes of silence, he walked out of the Shadow Meeting.

"He won't agree to what I said."

Seeing this, Alice looked at her colleagues with reproach in her eyes.

The 'Phoenix' snorted and said, "He'll agree to it one day—someday." The church would not give Elizabeth rest, as he had imagined. ”

The hallucinogenic fog lifted, and Francis opened his eyes in his chair.

During this meeting, Francis realized a terrible truth, that the last means of resistance to the Supreme is to become the High.

He stretched out his hands into the air and said softly, "Extraordinary power, is it really controllable, or is it as controllable as we think?" ”

Armand at the table said disapprerovingly: "Of course, in the right hands it is a controllable miracle, but it is nothing more than the ascension from an animal to a higher god." ”

After hearing Armand's words, Francis suddenly patted Armand on the head and asked thoughtfully, "Are humans still human beings in the end?" ”

Armand smiled inscrutablely and replied slowly;

"It doesn't matter, nothing matters by then."