At this time, the top of the council hall.

Old Earl Ernst stared out the window in astonishment, "It's ...... her"

I saw a dark cloud not far away, and dozens or hundreds of lightning bolts fell around the white-haired and black-eyed girl, as if she was the thunder controller.

At the same time, there was a wave of shaking beneath her feet, accompanied by a gush of magma, destroying everything around her, and even the violent tremors could be felt in the council hall where he was.

If memory serves, that girl is the one Ales brought back......

Why did she become like this?

Don't......

Bang!

At this time, Lan'er ran in panting, and said with a flushed face: "Ann, Bishop Andrews, he, he refused to send someone to interrupt the sacrifice ceremony of the Abyss Sect. ”

Old Ernst did not look back, still looking out the window in silence, his face becoming more and more gloomy.

"Father, what now? Just now, Baron Seth has brought someone back, listen to him, the people in the secret division are all unable to move because of the uncontrollable influence of the forbidden substance......"

"Contraindications? What contraindications? ”

"Looks like some kind of clown doll......"

"Demon Joker!?"

Old Ernst's face changed slightly, and he looked sideways in the direction of the Secret Division, and from his vantage point he could just see the scene in the Dumitru neighborhood.

In the distance, he saw a strange figure wearing a clown mask and black eyes dancing towards the core.

Behind the clown, there were corpses scattered all over the place, all of which were completely separated from their heads and bodies, and he threw them to all corners at will, and some of them were even thrown into the cracks of the gushing magma.

When old Ernst saw that scene, he only felt a tightness in his chest, and he was dizzy with a breath in his heart.

Seeing the empty Secret Division, and the inquisitors scattered farther away, he vaguely understood something in his heart.

"Damn Ales, you bastard bastard! Back then, he dared to make up a report about the taboo clown, and leave it in Custer without telling everyone! ”

"What?"

Bang, bang, bang......

Old Ernst erupted without warning, angrily slammed everything around him, and scolded angrily: "Damn it, damn Ales, die, die, you damn it!" ”

"Why are you doing this? Why can't you honestly send it to Crane?! ”

"Die, die, I'm going to kill you!"

Lanel looked at him in amazement, Ales ...... Isn't that Director Alex dead?

"Father, you ......"

"Now you go to the church, go to Andrews and tell him that I already know who caused tonight's incident, go, go."

"Huh? Oh, I'm going to ......."

Laner looked at old Ernst who was yelling madly, and only felt that his current appearance was very strange, and he did not understand what was happening......

"Wait!"

"Father?"

Old Ernst stopped him, but did not speak again, but thought about something to himself, as if he had something important to make.

Seeing his expression, Lan'er's eyes flashed with a hint of anxiety, and now the situation was completely beyond their plan.

Not only did the Abyss Sect's sacrificial ritual appear, but there was also a loss of control of the taboo on the side of the Secret Division, and even the Krims Cathedral, which had not been in trouble for many years, was now blocked at the door......

For a while, even he, the plan and the participants, panicked.

But what he didn't expect was that old Ernst, who had always been serious and steady, turned out to be the same as him......

"Father?"

"Let's go!"

"Let's go? Where to go......" Lan Er was stunned.

"Get out of Custer!"

Old Ernst took a bunch of keys from his waist, opened the drawer under the desk, and took out the parchment inside—faintly visible from the sidewriting, it was a scroll of letters of appointment to the consuls of the city-state of Custer stamped with the seal of the Council of Nobles of the Cranes.

"Why, the current situation should not be enough to give up......"

Bang!

Old Ernst put away the parchment and slammed the table, "Fool, don't you understand?" This time we were taken advantage of! ”

Lan'er was a little dumbfounded, "Yes, someone is taking advantage of us?" Who is it? ”

"I don't know," said old Ernst, striding to the bookshelf on the other side, and took out a few books printed in ink in order, and with a click, the bookshelf slid slowly to the side.

"But the current Custer is too unusual, let's get out of here first. When all the dust settles, we will come back, and with the letter of appointment, Custer will not escape from our Ernst family. ”

"But ......"

"There's no time, hurry up and take all the treasures of the council with you!"

Laner watched old Ernst walk into the treasure room and put the contents into the space ring in the same way, so he had no choice but to follow.

"Father, I still don't understand, everything that happened tonight is so weird."

"It was because of many unexpected factors that I decided to leave for a while."

Although the elder Ernst did not know the reason, years of caution and forbearance made him smell a sense of conspiracy.

Tonight, someone must have done something to the Castel while they were dealing with the council and suppressing the Secret Counsel and the City Guard.

However, the time was too short, and he didn't know what the other party's purpose was!

"Well, I see, then...... Do you want to notify anyone else? ”

"Who to notify?"

Old Ernst turned sharply and glared at him, anger written on his wrinkled face, "Have you forgotten what I taught you before?" As a nobleman, you should never trust anyone but yourself! ”

"But, Mithra...... "Lan'er was a little unbearable, and at this time he was still thinking about the Desire Sect who had been helping him since the beginning.

"Mitra?"

Old Ernst scolded even more angrily: "When has it been, you are still thinking about that woman? When Custer returns to the family, what kind of woman do you want? Idiot! ”

"I ......"

"Lord Lan'er, you're stupid."

At this moment, a lazy voice came from the side, and the soft voice seemed to carry some kind of temptation.

"Who? Mitra? When Lan Er saw the person coming, he couldn't help but smile on his face, and coughed: "I can forgive you for being disrespectful just now, you ......"

"Shut up!"

Old Ernst was not as happy as he was, and when he saw Mitra here, a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart, and he whispered: "Melendez, Levi ......"

Two shadow killers emerged from the shadows beneath his feet and slew at Mitra.

"Father!?"

Mitra leaned against the bookshelf, her charming eyes moist, and she just glanced at the eyeshadow killers to stop their attacks instantly.

"Lord Earl, are you afraid of me? Are you in such a hurry to kill me? ”

Old Ernst's face was a little more gloomy, he glared at Mitra and asked, "Are you from the other party?" ”

"Guess what?"

After Mitra replied with a smile, she walked up to the still Shadow Slayer with bewitching steps, looked up and down a few times, and said in disgust: "This is the Shadow Transformer?" It's ugly! ”

Squeak squeak!

As she spoke, she saw the bodies of the two shadow killers begin to twist and deform, as if an invisible pair of hands grabbed their heads and feet, twisting them into a twist.

In the blink of an eye, they distorted to the extreme, turning into countless tiny shadows and dissipating.

"Tell me, who is he?"

Laner looked at the two dissipated shadow killers, then at Old Ernst and Mitra, and asked blankly, "What are you talking about?" ”

"Lord Lan'er, you're so pathetic......"

Mitra looked at old Ernst, but walked up to Laner, stretched out his arm around his neck, and blew a breath: "Did you say, Lord Earl?" ”

Old Ernst's cheeks bulged, obviously out of breath, but after glaring at Mitra for a moment, he took a deep breath and threw away the letter of appointment and the ring of space in his hand.

"Let us go, I won't take anything with me."

"Father, why did you leave? Isn't it good to stay? There was a faint red glow in Lan'er's eyes, and when he didn't realize it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which looked extremely weird.

"You ......," Old Ernst turned his head to glare at Mitra when he saw his expression, "is this how you Desire Sect keep its promise?" Don't forget that we still have contracts! ”

"Did you say that?"

Mitra appeared in her hand with a roll of parchment, handed it to Lan'er next to her, and said charmingly: "I remember that the original rule was that whoever tore up the contract would be punished, and now ......"

"Wait! Let him not move, whatever you want, I promise you! Old Ernst's face changed, and he saw that after Laner took the parchment, he was actually tearing it, as if he wanted to tear up the contract that recorded the signing of their Ernst family and the Desire Sect.

"It's late!"

Tear and pull!

The parchment was torn to pieces by Lan'er, who had a strange smile on his face, "Father, what did you say?" Isn't there any contract, just an ordinary piece of paper? ”

A phantom figure emerged from the parchment, slowly condensing to form a venomous snake with a triangular head, ten meters long and the thickness of a fist.

"This is? Dinner? Or my favorite deep-sea eel......"

"Look, it's not that our Desire Sect doesn't keep the contract, but you unilaterally tore it up." When Mitra saw the snake come out, she let go of her grip on Lan'er and took a few steps back.

"Laner ......"

Old Ernst closed his eyes in pain, he already knew what was going to happen next.

I saw the giant snake slowly swim in front of Lan Er and look at him coldly, "According to the divine rule of the Lord of the Contract, those who do not obey the contract will be punished!" ”

"Or a talking grilled eel, huh?" The smile on Lan'er's face froze, he came back to his senses, looked at the giant snake in front of him and opened his mouth: "Father......"

"Shhh

Before he could finish speaking, the serpent pounced on him, opening its jaws and swallowing him whole.

"Punishment, done!"

As this solemn and solemn voice echoed in the treasure room, the giant serpent slowly disappeared along with Lan'er, who he had eaten into his stomach.

After a long time, old Ernst opened his eyes and saw that he and Mitra were the only two left, and a trace of sadness flashed across his face.

"Tell me, what do you have to do to let me go?"

"Hah!" Mitra clapped her hands, and the hands of the two bells swayed as she moved, "That lord is right, you will always only think about yourself. Even if his son dies in front of him, he will be indifferent. ”

"Oh? The Lord? ”

"You, want to know?"

Old Ernst took a deep breath, the aristocratic temperament he had cultivated over the years made his whole person look more dignified, "Tell me, maybe he will agree to make a deal with me......"

Yikes!

Before he could finish speaking, Mitra had already plunged a sharp sword into his throat and said with a smile: "That lord asked me to tell you that he will ...... all the members of the Ernst family."

"And all of the Glory Society will be sent to another world, so that you can be reunited there!"

"Ho, ho...... Glory, light will ...... Ho-ho, I'm waiting for them! ”

Old Ernst grabbed the blade of his sword, and with a strange smile on his face, he tilted his head and let the blade cut off the whole head and roll to the ground.

"It's quite decisive."

Mitra pursed her lips, and was about to turn away, as if remembering something, she took out a bottle of potion from between the bells and poured it on the corpse of old Ernst.

"I almost forgot...... That lord explained that you are so cunning, you are likely to choose to fake your death, so I must fly your corpse to ashes. ”

"You-"

Old Ernst's head snapped open, and bloodshot eyes glared at her, "I curse you, curse all of you!" ”

"It seems that the adult still understands you."

Mitra shrugged her shoulders, and the shoulder straps slipped off with her movements, revealing a large hanging clock dial.

It wasn't until Old Ernst's body had been reduced to ashes by the power of potions that she picked up what was on the table and turned to leave the treasure room.

"It's finally time to leave Custer, it's scary, let's go......"

……

……

At the same time, inside the Krims Cathedral.

Bishop Andrews still stands under the statue of the Lord of Dawn, gazing out at Tina through the colorful glass windows.

"Your Excellency."

A guardian knight appeared outside the door and said respectfully and solemnly, "All the priests are ready to give their lives for our lord at any time!" ”

Andrews retracted his gaze and looked down in thought, "What happened to the Abyss Sacrifice over there?" ”

"The Knight of the Judgment has been led by Her Majesty Carly and Lord Melbell to stop the ritual from proceeding."

"Oh."

Carly, Melbell...... It's also good......

Andrews said with a solemn expression: "For the glory of the dawn, go, let the calamity see the glory of the dawn!" ”

"Yes, Lord Bishop!"

When the chapel was calm again, Andrews once again had a gentle smile on his face, looked at the statue of the Lord of Dawn in front of him, and saluted respectfully and seriously.

"Praise the dawn."

With these words, he stepped forward slowly, and reached out to take a fist-sized ball from the left eye socket of the statue—it was a black and white ball with tiny blood-colored lines, faintly discernible as an eye.

"Taboo 0-78 Rover's Left Eye ......"

Andrews read out its sequence, his expression seemed to be reminiscing, as if he was sighing something, and muttered, "When I was young, you and I just left home......

"You have a strong personality and stubbornly want to save the world, whether you are an evil person or not, you have to slaughter them, and I don't know how much suffering you have suffered along the way......"

"What's more, you still have a beautiful name, and you can't tell if it's an aberration, special...... Uh, please forgive Dawn. ”

"Well, I mean that your behavior really made me suffer a lot of crimes, and I lost at least twenty pounds......

"You fart, ten pounds at most!"

Just then, another voice appeared in the chapel.

I saw a man in a black hooded robe walking from the corner, swearing and saying, "You are not excessive? At that time, you thought about saving people all day long, and people were dying, and you still stuffed those aberrant flesh and blood into his mouth......"

"What else to say, after the dying people were polluted and turned into aberrants, they also survived in disguise."

"Look, are you talking in human language?"

Andrews held the eye in one hand, and with the other hand he somewhere found a wine barrel and put it on the ground, turned around and smiled: "Ales, you owe me an explanation. ”

"Explain what? Explain why I didn't die? Or explain how your years of persecution haven't crushed me? ”

The man reached out and pulled down the hood, and the old face was wearing a monocle, his hair was gray and messy, and his face had the same gray and thick beard, and his eyes were not bright and sharp, but cloudy, with the air of twilight that could grow old at any time—it was Ales Koulibaly, who had died with the Abyss Sect before.

"Drink first?"

"Okay." Ales sat casually on the ground, pulled down his robe, and wore a red uniform of the senior of the secret department, which still looked very strong against the background of his broad figure, but the left sleeve was empty, and it was obvious that an arm was missing there.

Andrews looked there, with a slight bitterness on his face: "Ales, you have paid a lot of ...... for this opportunity"

"I've endured it for so many years, and it's not just about giving without asking for anything in return." Ales stretched out his right hand and motioned for him to pour the wine, "It's you, it's hard to hide it, right?" ”

"Concealment?" Andrews poured two glasses of dark beer before raising his hand to reveal the lines on his arm, "Did you say it?" ”

"Almost time?"

"Well, less than ten days to go......"

"Three months ago?" Ales held the wine glass with his intact arm, took a big sip, and nodded, "I'll just say, you've been tempting for so long, why are you showing your tail now." ”

"In the end, I was deceived by you......"

Andrews sighed, also picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "I don't know when you have changed, you are no longer as reckless as when you were young, you can think, you can endure......"

"Didn't you force it out by you, the council, and the Noble Council?" Ales unbuttoned his collar, his expression relaxed, and he could vaguely see the cheerful appearance of his youth.

"Why not force someone else, but you? Haven't you thought about it? ”

"After thinking about it, in the end, Lao Tzu still thinks that your idea of not treating people as human beings is wrong!"

"It's your misunderstanding," Andrews shook his head, "this world is already collapsing, survival of the fittest, whether we force it or not, each of them lives with their heads in suspense. ”

"So what? Are you going to sweep away all those who stand in your way, so that all will be like you? ”

"You don't understand ......"

"I don't understand, but I know that after this time, you, Dawn, the nobles, and the council will all play together!" Ales snorted.

Andrews pursed his lips, the dark night made the candlelit chapel look dim, and also made his face hide in the shadows, looking unusually gloomy and cold.

Seeing him like this, Ales couldn't help but grin, "I knew you were narrow-minded from a long time ago, but I didn't expect ......"

"It's just that I don't understand why you're the way you are today? The presiding judge of the city-state of Custer, the bishop of the Church of the Dawn, the dictator of the Krems Cathedral, what else are you not satisfied with? ”

"Not satisfied, maybe......" Andrews shook his head, and took another sip of beer, drinking slowly, as if reminiscing about the last days, he already had a premonition of what would happen today, but he would not regret what he had done.

"Just like when you weren't satisfied with the title of West Coast Legend and wanted to find an artifact that could protect everyone......"

"It's ironic," Ales sneered, "I'm thinking about protecting, I'm saving people, but you're clearing obstacles." When I returned, the entire Investigator of the Secret Investigation Division had been almost killed by the Joker! ”

"Hehe, that's why I've been suspicious of you in the Secret Secrets since then...... As it turns out, my suspicions are not wrong, and you are indeed calculating us. ”

"Calculation? Sort it off...... Tell me, how do I calculate you? ”

"Ales, where is your courage to admit your mistakes?" Andrews tapped his finger a few times and asked with a smile, "You have already discovered that Old Ernst is the main messenger behind the scenes, right?" ”

"Seventeen years ago." Ales admitted.

"Then you are equally aware of my role in it."

"Well,-stirring sticks."

"Poof, ahem, ahem......" Andrews glared at him as he almost choked on a breath, "I'm balancing the relationship between the nobility and the council!" ”

"Uh-huh, whatever you think, and then what?"

"Your plan only began when you noticed that old Ernst and the nobles were in trouble, right?"

"That's right!"

"Purpose? I've always felt that apart from their family and the Sul Samir, you have placed too much weight on me and the Church of the Dawn! ”

"Oh? Is it heavy? ”

"Level 3 calamity, the clown is out of control, you are behind the control, right?"

"Yes," said Ales, taking off his monocle and smiling, "Tina is a good girl, and clowns are a good taboo, don't forget, you sent it in the first place." ”

"What about the Abyss Sect? Since you're not dead, presumably that Elder Matteo is still there? ”

"Hehe......"

Andrews looked at the smile on his face, understood that he had guessed correctly, and asked seriously: "So, what is the purpose of you doing all this?" At the expense of the entire city-state? ”

"At the expense of the city-state...... I? ”

Ales repeated these words a few times, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and two black rays appeared in his cloudy eyes, which instantly infected the entire eye socket.

"Isn't that what you want? I'm just giving it a push. As for the purpose of all this......"

"For the sake of the one hidden somewhere in this cathedral - the forbidden object 0-34 revival coffin, of course!"

"You, Ales, your eyes...... Aberration? ”

Andrews looked at Ales in shock, his mind echoing with the taboo things he had said, and thinking of what he had said all along.

I'm almost up in time, Andrews......

Even if you are dead, if you are alive, you will only add to your troubles......

I......

"You, you want to be resurrected, no, eternal life?!"

(End of chapter)