Standing in the harbor in high spirits, Lanerus touched his wallet, and couldn't stop laughing at the thought that most of the cash he had defrauded had been transferred to Beckland. Recently, the substitute punisher does not know what is going on, and everyone who is out of Tingen must be carefully and carefully examined. In order to escape the punister's pursuit, Lanerus chose to leave from the safer sea.

I'm never going to come back after this time, and I'm going to go to Beckland, or buy some real estate somewhere else. Then I will be able to live a carefree rich life, or I can use my eloquence to deal with the merchants...... Those members of the Aurora Society? Oh, it's funny, every day I think about letting the "true creator" god descend, heh, I'm not going to participate in their rituals to summon evil gods, just let those fools die by themselves!

"That's it! Get ready to block the port! The blasphemer is here! Just as Lanrius was getting carried away, a shout of rage came, and a substitute with a sword leaped high and slashed in the direction of Lanrius with the great sword in his hand. Seeing that the situation was not good, Lanlius hurriedly used his ability to create a faint illusion, which affected the actions of the captain of the substitute punisher on a mental level. The sharp sword grazed Ranlius's body and slammed into the ground, splitting a crack in the surface, and he rolled towards the city.

"Well, what's going on out there?" Sitting in a café near the port, Benson put down the grammar book in his hand and rubbed his temples with some irritation. Just now, he heard a loud movement outside, freeing him from the ocean of knowledge.

"It's nothing, it's supposed to be the punishers arresting the culprits. Don't worry, you keep learning. Gao Wei took a sip of coffee and drew a landscape painting with his right hand on the paper in front of him. On this piece of paper is a beautiful garden, which is not as beautiful as it can appear in the world. But, strangely, everything in this courtyard reveals a sense of weirdness, and if you have to compare it, the style of this landscape is as strange as Picasso's late abstract paintings.

It's a realistic landscape, but it's like an abstract composition. The scenes in this painting are blended together in very strange and unreasonable ways in some places, like bugs in the game, or spatial misalignment.

"Oh." Benson nodded, continuing to study the book in his hand. As a person who has been working hard in society for a long time, Benson knows that he can only rely on his slightly superior eloquence to become a high-dimensional professional handover. It is rare to have the opportunity at this moment, so he naturally works hard to learn grammar knowledge to enrich his ability. Gao Wei is also happy that Benson understands things so well, so he naturally continues to create opportunities for him to learn.

Can it only be said that he is worthy of Crane's brother...... Gao Wei took a sip of his coffee and sat in the window seat to watch Lanerus, who was fleeing in a hurry.

"Why did the substitute catch up so quickly? In general, wouldn't it take a long time for these followers of the Lord of the Storm to discover the clues of such cases? "Langus is puzzled, he had participated in the Aurora Society's divine descent operation for his own interests, and now he had fled the Tingen Aurora Society's branch that had been destroyed for some inexplicable reason due to fear of death. Even Megaoos, with whom he had a fish and water relationship before, was pregnant with the heir of an evil god because of the ritual, and he was almost mad with fear.

Someone is informing! Could it be because of what happened to the Aurora Society before?! Damn the Storm Church, this is the only time to be so diligent in destroying dissidents! Usually I cheat some money, these guys simply don't have such a quick efficiency! Cursed inwardly, Lanerus turned around and ran into the alley to the side. Gao Wei shook his head, the corners of his mouth curled.

Oh, Lanrius is finished, and in the direction he's headed is a squad of Nightwatchmen - oh, hopefully the Goddess of the Night has reminded her followers that these poor people won't die from the contamination of the true Creator.

The high-dimensional lookdown gently shook the avatar he had left in the Godforsaken Land, and said to the true creator, "It's your turn to make a move, true creation, release your divinity." In case Adam finds out he's wrong, I'll make a copy of the 'second' Megoos when you release the Divine Contamination. But at the cost of this, the pollution that had previously been trapped in Ince Zangwill's body would be consumed. ”

"Okay, leave it to me." The true creator looked at Lanerus, who had been planted with the seed of divinity by himself, and said in a deep voice.

"Good, good, good!" Lan'erus's face was hideous, and he looked at Dunn Smith, who was blocking his way. I saw Dunn's eyes deep, quietly looking at Lanerus, trying to pull him into a dream. Lanrius looked back and forth, and saw the substitute punisher squeezing into the alley behind him.

He was only a sequence eight, and he was naturally in a desperate situation surrounded by these two squads. His body began to distort, and a little bit of divine contamination gradually seeped into his skin, trying to bring the mad true creator down through this fragile body. With the help of the Higher Seekers, the True Creator is channeling power far faster than He is now capable of doing. The expressions of the extraordinary beings who surrounded him changed, and they felt the rapidly spreading pollution in front of them, and their faces all appeared with painful expressions. Lanrius's face was similarly distorted, and he gritted his teeth to get out of the alley.

"As long as you can get out......"

He listened to the murmuring in his ears and gradually lost consciousness. A black light rose from the earth, appeared on the earth, shone on the sky, and formed a pitch-black cross in midair.

At the same time, the Storm Cathedral in the city of Tingen began to use the messenger of its own church to notify the nearest diocese of Beckland. In his rage, Ace Snake, the "Singer of the Gods", received an oracle from the Lord of the Storm, and immediately harnessed the wind and lightning to rush towards Tingen; Anthony Stevenson, Bishop of the Church of the Night, stood up from the statue of the goddess, bowed deeply to the women beside him, and disappeared into the church as if erased.

"Do you want to protect your children?"

Megoos woke up from her sleep, she looked around her, and suddenly found that her body was already soaked in cold sweat. She stared blankly at the gorgeous courtyard around her, not knowing where she had gone.

"Do you want to protect your children?"

A voice sounded in her head, and when she heard it, Megoos immediately covered her head in pain, and she said fearfully, but somewhat stubbornly:

"I ...... I can! Even if it's just me, I can work, I can take care of this child. Even if his father never comes back, I can raise this lovely child well! He's a good boy and he'll help me and he'll sing in my belly......"

"And what if Lanrius blasphemed the Lord of the Storm?" The voice of the high-dimensional overlook was loud, and he questioned Megoos, "He stole something he shouldn't have stolen, and now he is being captured and imprisoned in the Storm Chapel by the Punisher." Ah, will you be able to escape under the punisher of the punisher? Even if you are innocent, can you protect your unborn son of the blasphemer? ”

"Your stomach will be cut open, and you will be locked in a water prison until you finally die a miserable death. Your family won't even know that you were captured by the Storm Church, they will only think that you died in the accident, and if you have relatives in your family who believe in the Storm Lord, they will even go to the Storm Church to pray for the executioners who killed you. ”

Megaoos's face turned pale, as if frightened by what the high-dimensional overlooking person said. Her lips quivered, and she fell to her knees with a thud. Megous whispered, "Help me, save my child......"

"Drink this, and you will have the strength to protect your child." The voice of the high-dimensional overlooking person remained unchanged, and a bottle of "scholar" potion slowly appeared in the air, landing on Megaoos's trembling hand: "The choice is in your hands, it is to drink it and obtain knowledge enough to protect yourself and your children; Or do you hope in the mercy of the Lord of the Storm and wait in your own home for the punisher to pry open your door and kill your children? ”

"But, but, what about my family...... If I'm gone, they'll ......" Megoos's eyes were a little glazed, and she looked at the figure that gradually appeared in front of her, stretching out her hands helplessly like a drowning person. Looking at this scene, the high-dimensional overlooking person laughed, and the sound was deafening, causing the entire courtyard to change in shape. Megoos fell to her knees, holding back no tears.

"A promise." The high-dimensional downlook sneered, "You promised to sell me your life, and I will let a 'Megoos' who is exactly like you suffer for you." ”

"Thank you for your kindness......"

Aking from her sleep, Megaous wiped her tears, took the potion in her hand, and drank it slowly. She heard countless whispers from the sky, and slammed her head against the wall. It was a long time, and after the pain had eased slightly, she straightened up with her eyes open.

Then, she gently touched her bulging abdomen, disguised herself according to the newly acquired knowledge in her mind, and then guided by the voice in her head, she resolutely walked towards the port. A stiff body appeared in her room as if it had been peeled away, and it looked exactly like Megooss.

"It's great, Mother. For the sake of his own children, he was even willing to sell everything he had to me. Heh, if you don't agree, then I'm really reluctant to take your body directly. Gao Wei whispered and picked up the coffee cup in his hand. He looked at the half of the pitch-black sky polluted by the divinity of the True Creator with cold eyes, and said to his own body, "Help me refill the cup, thank you." ”

“……”

"Well, right now." Gao Wei nodded seriously: "This is called dark under the light, this opportunity is rare." By the way, inform the true Creator and ask Him to do more to help me cover up the traces of my medication. ”

Gao Wei took the extraordinary properties of the hermit from his bosom and swallowed it in one gulp with the coffee that had been turned into a potion in his cup. Benson rubbed his eyes, which were a little tired from reading, and watched the dark sky outside gradually fade, and couldn't help but say to himself, "It's dawn......"

"yes, it's dawn." Gao Wei echoed, a smile on his face - it was a win-win, no, win-win-win situation. The Divine Vessel of the True Creator has been preserved, the Lord of the Storm has gained peace of mind, and he has successfully crossed into the earth as a force. Only the world where Lanerus is injured has been achieved, and he will inevitably be captured alive under the two Sequence Threes. Looking at the current situation, it is estimated that the injured night watchman and the substitute punisher will take him to Beckland, and he will be greeted by endless torture.

"But can I get you to spit out information about the Aurora Society?"

The high-dimensional Seeker manipulated the last vestiges of pollution he had left in Tingen, then poked his head out of his essentia in the starry sky and called out to the Mother Tree of Desire.

"Hey, old girl, come on, come on, show you something." The Hyperdimensional Lookdown put his arm around the shoulders of the Mother Tree of Desire, bringing her to the astral barrier. Although the Mother Tree of Desire was full of reluctance, and he didn't know why this guy in front of him was crazy, he was still forcibly dragged over by the high-dimensional overhead of the dual-path omnigen. He watched as his fellow human in front of him excitedly pressed his body to the astral barrier, sharing his vision with him.

- This is the authority of the Outer Gods who never make a move? Make a note of it, and you may want to use it later. Thinking so, the Mother Tree of Desire saw two Sequence Three and a human with pollution appear in front of her eyes. He looked at the high-dimensional down-looking person with a puzzled expression, not understanding what he was going to do, but suddenly he felt a kick in his ass, and the whole god hit the astral barrier directly.

Suddenly, the attention of all the gods was attracted by the Mother Tree of Desire, whose face was attached to the barrier.

"High-dimensional overlooker, you ......"

"That's right." Gao Wei snapped his fingers, looked at Lan Erwus, who was held hostage by two sequence threes, his body trembled, and he fell to the ground softly, with a smile on his face:

"O true Creator, true Creator. In order not to reveal your secret, I have offended the mother tree of desire, alas, you have to thank me a few more times? ”

You could have dealt with Lanrius in other ways, the True Creator stressed to the Higher-Dimensional Lookdown.

Well, it's actually just to have fun with the Mother Tree of Desire. He shrugged his shoulders and walked away with a bewildered Benson beside him.

Anthony Stevenson's face was ugly, and he whispered a few words to Ace Snake, who was also grim-faced. Ace Snake hesitated for a moment, and reached out to pinch Lan'erys's skull—and then the two Sages took a step back in unison, their faces serious.

They discovered that without trauma, Lanlius's brain was gone.