Towards the end of the conversation in the Palace of Myths, Andy is looking in the mirror in his elegantly decorated dormitory.

The mirror is clear and transparent, but the image in it is not himself.

Rather, it was a white-clad figure with long hair and a shawl.

The figure's eyes were closed, and his toes touched the floor, looking half-floating, which looked very magical.

This is the evil spirit in Andy.

But compared to usual, the evil spirits at this time have changed a lot.

The white dress on his body is no longer tattered, and the long black hair that is damp and messy has become black and beautiful at the moment, neatly and smoothly draped behind him.

If you look at these alone, anyone will think that this person in the mirror is a slender young beauty.

However, if you look at its face at this time, this impression will disappear, and you will be startled.

Because its facial features are flat.

Although the skin on the face is white and delicate, there is no blemish, but there are no lips and no nose.

Some are just a pair of tightly closed, bare eyes with no eyelashes.

This appearance is very weird, compared with the rotten appearance of the nose bone leaking, not only is it not half a point beautiful, but it is even more terrifying.

And the "aura" is unique.

If you are timid, you can probably faint at a glance.

"Unfortunately, the digestion is not very good."

Standing in front of the mirror, looking at each other, Andy thought to himself.

Transformed too deeply by the power of the two powers, this idiot evil spirit has been in a deep sleep since the Demon King's Palace.

Until now, there is no sign of awakening.

Although I can feel that the other party is in a very stable state at the moment, this stability means that there will be no changes in a short period of time.

When exactly will he wake up, Andy can't be sure.

But it doesn't matter.

Because I don't need it for the time being.

After a few glances, Andy closed his gaze and focused on himself.

He escalated again when that conversation in the palace of myths took place.

In other words, the ability to differentiate by using the "Dao" has been improving intermittently during this time.

In the beginning, he could only distinguish small things such as flies and mosquitoes.

Now, less than half a month, all this has changed qualitatively.

Raise your hand and pick up a few hairs and throw them on the ground.

I saw them floating in the air suddenly expand and spread, turning into a few unclothed babies.

Babies are male and female, fat and thin, and even black and white.

Under the sunset outside the window, their faces are very different, delicate and beautiful, simple and cute, distorted and ugly.

One by one, they lay on the ground, as if they felt the coolness.

So within a few seconds of birth, chaotic cries rang out one after another.

As if instinctively, the noise makes people's eardrums tremble and their brains buzz.

Andy wasn't too noisy.

But before he could observe these "creeps", there was a sudden knock on the door not far away.

This made him frown slightly, a little surprised.

But Andy didn't hesitate, and in the turn of his thoughts, the babies turned into pieces of black mist and dissipated in place.

He went to open the door and saw a stranger he had never seen before.

The man was short and stocky, with brown hair and a round face, and when he saw the door open, he was a little surprised that Andy's back was empty.

But he didn't say anything, handed Andy a letter, and hurried away.

When he opened the letter, Andy couldn't help but squint.

Inside are several photos of the Hall family.

Warm and harmonious, a pair of sisters and brothers are lively and lovely, very beautiful.

But on the back of these photos, there are words to the contrary.

Torture.

Suffering.

Torture.

Death!

Obviously, this is a warning.

More and more excessive warnings!

……

"All the photos have been sent?"

In the square outside the dormitory, a tall middle-aged man in a suit is sitting on a bench at the edge of the square.

Seeing the short and fat young man hurrying over, he looked over quietly.

"It's already in his hands, Director Connaught."

In the setting sun, the short and fat young man replied very respectfully, "But I see the look on his face when he opened the door, and he didn't seem to care about our previous threat at all. ”

"It's normal."

The middle-aged man known as Director Connaught has a hooked nose, thin lips, and a tough, mean appearance.

After hearing this, he said lightly: "The slap didn't hit himself, of course he didn't know the pain." ”

"But if he doesn't make the right choice after seeing those photos, then the next step is to reach out to the major French newspapers and hype up what happened to the Hall family."

"I don't think that kid will last long." The short and fat young man echoed this, and his heart was in awe.

Promote the beauty and kindness of the Hall family, publicize the current plight of the Hall family, and then spread lies, guide public opinion, and point the finger at Andy, the son of Hall who "will not save him when he dies".

After a set of tricks, even if the emperor of the empire firmly supports Andy, Andy's future will not be smooth.

This kind of future is not only in the church, even if he is forced to leave the church later, and with this kind of reputation, it is difficult to develop well in other fields.

Interestingly, the middle-aged man who made this plan was a subordinate of the Pope.

Conor Pate, deputy director of the Inquisition of France.

He was also the main operator of the framing of the Hall family not long ago.

The method of reversing black and white by controlling public opinion and identifying the victim as the person responsible is, in the eyes of the deputy director of the local judicial bureau, a sparse and ordinary strategy to deal with the enemy.

So after a few brief explanations, the conspirator got up and left the square.

Connaught Pat is not a high-ranking figure in the papal system, but he is not a minion either.

These things related to Andy are not small, but they are not big.

He laid out this conspiracy just to share the Pope's worries and do it casually.

The general direction is instructed, and naturally there are subordinates to stare at the specific implementation details.

Relatively speaking, most of his energy was actually focused on the treasure of the forest.

Because this is what His Majesty the Pope really cares about......

"I don't know who has the courage to snatch the arm under the crown."

As he hurried towards the forest barracks, the deputy director pondered the matter with a calm expression.

But before he could reach his destination, a sudden accident made him pause in an instant.

The accident comes from the change in the sky-

It was almost night, the sun was not bright overhead, and I was in a dark forest, and the surroundings were even darker.

But at one moment, a magnificent golden light suddenly appeared in the sky, and when it came silently, it instantly drove away the gloomy atmosphere in the forest!

The environment became as bright as day, and the deputy director, along with a group of subordinates behind him, couldn't help but raise their hands to cover their eyes, their expressions stunned.

But before they could react more, a golden thunderbolt slammed into front of them with a loud sound!

As if the earthquake was in turmoil, these people were a little unsteady and subconsciously screamed.

The ground in front of us is full of dirt and burnt smells, and an abyss-like crater is born in an instant!

But change comes and goes quickly.

Within a minute, the turmoil around him had calmed down.

However, standing on the edge of the pit, Connaught Pat looked stunned and did not come back to his senses for a long time.

"This seems to be the legendary Light of Judgment?"

"What's going on?"

"Something seems wrong......"

The subordinates were at a loss for words.

But he didn't notice it at all, and the deputy director who took the lead was already pale at this time.

A warning from the Archangels has appeared!

(End of chapter)