The brightest star in the night sky flickered, and a dark veil embroidered with stars landed on Lewis and covered it.

Then, the starry sky gradually became transparent, showing the scorching sun in the afternoon, and a female voice appeared like a dream:

"River of Eternal Darkness."

"Yes, I will definitely look for it as soon as possible." Lewis hastened to make a promise to the goddess, although he had no clues.

As Amon and the Goddess of the Night departed one after another, all that remained was a pool of blood and a dead body.

The trees incarnated by Amun stood there, their branches and flowers swinging, their slender leaves sticking out, as if searching for a target.

At the same time, the tree spreads depraved desires that seem to attract people to it.

"Wait a while, there should be people from the church coming, whether it is this doppelganger of Amun, or the power of the goddess of the night descending, it will arouse the vigilance of relevant organizations."

Lewis wasn't in a good mood at the thought of being interrogated later, what if the person who came was from the Church of the Storm?

Judging from the current situation, the Lord of the Storm hates him and may take this opportunity to take revenge.

"Do I want to contact Bonova. For now, Gustav, the gods of steam and machines have been showing me kindness rather than falling into the hands of the Lord of the Storm and the Eternal Sun. ”

The next moment, Lewis looked into the distance and muttered to himself:

"Were the first people to come were the police? There doesn't seem to be a mix of transcendents in it. ”

After a few more minutes, a horse-drawn carriage with the sign "Sycamore leaves and sycamore flowers intertwined, surrounded by two swords" stopped not far away, which was the logo of the Intis police system.

Three men stepped out of the carriage, armed with anti-riot rubber rods and not even qualified to wear pistols.

Obviously, the three people who came were only the lowest-seniorized police officers, equivalent to film police.

"What's going on, I think you need to explain!" The pot-bellied policeman walked at the front, he looked at the puddles of blood on the ground, took out the relevant documents, and questioned.

"Officer, please don't go any further." Lewis tapped his cane lightly, reminding.

He had already seen the eyes of these policemen gradually become misty, and it was obvious that they were attracted to the "Mother Tree of Desire", and if they continued to step forward, they would definitely do something ugly.

"What's your attitude?" The pot-bellied cop grabbed Lewis by the collar in a rage, and suddenly, he took a few steps back and looked at the gun at Lewis's waist.

"Illegal gun-owning, it looks like you have to go with me,!" The policeman's tone hardened, and the disdain and anger in his tone became more apparent.

It is clear that these cops have been influenced by the power of the Mother Tree of Desire, revealing a rough, conceited side.

Lewis had no choice but to raise his hands, he didn't want to have a conflict with the local authorities, now these ordinary people are polluted by the Mother Tree of Desire, and may make extreme moves at any time.

However, being taken away by ordinary police officers is not a bad thing, and it is believed that soon someone from the Steam Church will find him and bail him out.

Lewis handed over his revolver, put on a delicate silver bracelet and automatically stepped into the carriage.

The policemen seemed to be attracted by the tree, and remained where they were, reluctant to leave, and one of them actually put his head in the flowers, which seemed to be particularly enjoyable.

After a minute or so, another carriage with a police logo came into view, and Lewis noticed that it was carrying several transcendents.

A tall young man in an inspector's uniform stepped out of the carriage and coughed heavily.

The three policemen, immersed in desire, hurriedly turned around and respectfully greeted the inspector.

"Mr. Inspector, we are working on a case, may I ask you what is the matter?"

The young inspector said coldly:

"This matter will be handled by us, you can leave, and the relevant personnel will be handed over to us."

"Okay." The pot-bellied policeman hurriedly agreed, walked back to the carriage, called Lewis down, and handed over the revolver with him.

Before leaving, he was reluctant to take a look at the tree that brought him happiness.

Lewis just changed to a carriage to ride, he looked at the four young inspectors in front of him, and guessed that most of them were from the church, but he didn't know which church it was, as long as it wasn't the Storm Church.

"Mr. Lewis, what's going on here?" The tall young man asked, he was the one who had just sent the police away.

"You know me?" Lewis gave the other a surprised look, and it was clear that this extraordinary team was not a substitute for the Church of the Storm.

"Of course, your great deeds have been recognized by the gods and even written in the teachings, and I adore you." The Inspector handed Lewis a cup of coffee in a simple package and chatted with Lewis in the carriage.

Knowing that the other party was a member of the mechanical heart, Lewis also relaxed a little, and he talked about everything he could, except for the high-level secrecy.

As they listened, the faces of the four members of the Mechanical Heart became more and more solemn, and they realized that the level involved in this matter was too high, and it was far from being something that could be handled by the members of Sequence Seven.

"I'm sorry, please wait a while, I need to inform my superiors before I can decide whether to release you or not." The young inspector slammed the telegraph.

After a few minutes, the inspector turned back and said to Lewis:

"Mr. Lewis, you can leave, and the Archbishop's church will take care of things here."

"Okay, I'm sorry for you."

Lewis breathed a sigh of relief, it was already nearly three o'clock in the afternoon, and he wondered if he would be able to make it in time for this week's tarot gathering.

He removed the bracelet, grabbed the pistol and left.

Suddenly, Lewis turned to look at the only female member of the Mechanical Heart team.

I saw that the other party's eyes were misty, and the breathing sound was slightly heavy.

"Obviously, she is also polluted by the Mother Tree of Desire, but why is the object of desire me?"

Lewis frowned, he himself had the pollution of the Mother Tree of Desire, and perhaps these pollution could already affect people in reality.

Before disappearing, Amon had said that the Mother Tree of Desire had a deeper connection with him.

After walking for a while, Lewis found a restaurant on the side of the road, entered the bathroom and locked the door.

Hopefully, today's tarot will end soon, otherwise he will occupy the bathroom for a long time.

As soon as three o'clock passed, a deep red erupted in front of Lewis's eyes, and a dense murmuring sound appeared in his ears.

Through the gray mist, he saw a palace built in the gray mist, like the abode of giants, and saw Mr. "Fool" sitting at the top of the long bronze table, always looking down on everything.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Destiny......"

"Good afternoon, Mr. 'Fool'......"

In Audrey's greeting, the tarot party of the new week begins.

(End of chapter)