Outside of the World's Clothes......

Wayne nodded silently.

After going through so much, his understanding of the world is much clearer now.

Whether it is the nobles of the kingdom, the wizarding school, the Orthodox Church, or the cult of evil gods, they should all belong to the transcendent beings who protect the "clothes of the world".

To this world, they are all considered "good people".

And those like the Cult of Twilight, the Sect of Chaos, and those outside of the "World's Clothing" are the so-called "World Destroyers".

In this way, Wayne suddenly understood why when he first went to sea, Claire would say that the cult of evil gods was also protecting one side in its own way.

It's just that when they are chasing power, because of the influence of their own original characteristics, what they do is not in line with the interests or ideas of other parties.

For example, the Desperate Sect that created the sacrificial rites in the city-state of Castel, they were evil in the eyes of the Orthodox Church and the Kingdom of Shatland.

But as far as the "clothes of the world" are concerned, the Desperate Sect is nothing, even if they sacrifice many people, it will not affect the stability of the world.

"Can I understand that the people in the 'World Destroyer' camp are all those things outside behind them?"

"Yes, it's not." The clown tilted his head and laughed, "There are always exceptions, just like my sister, she also hates those outside, but she still wants to ruin the world, hehehaha......"

Wayne: "......"

I forgot that there is also an outlier in the Sect of Calamity in the World Destroying Camp.

"Overall, you wizards are not enough to 'destroy the world', but they are definitely 'evil'. Like you...... Evil sorcerer. ”

"Me?" Wayne frowned, he didn't think he was some evil wizard.

At least most of the transcendents he killed were to save themselves or protect the people around him.

If he is an evil sorcerer, why should he devour the deep-sea species in the sea and directly destroy a city-state or even a kingdom.

And after recognizing the nature of this world, he doesn't feel that he is "evil", just as he doesn't think Claire is evil.

"In the eyes of others, a sorcerer like you who causes killing is 'evil,' and the people of the Church of the Dawn think so."

"You're right, I'm not a good person. In order to resurrect Tina, I slaughtered many of the priests, and I also caused others to die tragically......"

Wayne was referring to the transcendents on Alexei Island who had previously been corrupted by the Abyssal Lord's projection, so when he learned about the "Calamity Wizard", he was not deeply moved.

"But, the world allows people like me to exist, doesn't it?"

"Of course," the Joker looked at him deeply, "you're much calmer than I thought, remember that time when you saw the Abyss Sacrifice, you wanted to destroy it all......

"Mr. Arnold, people grow up with age, not to mention, I am a wizard!"

"So, I'm looking forward to that day more and more – and when Lilith finds you, so do I! Hee-hee-hee-haha-ha......"

The clown slammed to his feet, as if he had gone mad, and danced around the studio, his limbs flipped stiffly, and his face twisted into a hideous and terrifying smile.

"Hee-hee-hee...... I'm going to find her, I'm going to find her, I'm going to kill her, I'm going to kill her!! ”

Wayne calmly looked at the clown who had fallen into a frenzy, and his heart was no longer as frightened and scared as before.

He knows that all fear comes from the unknown, but also from the weakness of strength.

And with his current strength, even if he is not the Joker's opponent, he already has enough strength to protect himself.

"I've always had a question, Mr. Arnold."

"Ha......" The clown turned his back to him, his writhing body paused, slowly leaned back, looked at him with his head down, licked his lips, and asked with a hideous face, "What do you want to ask?" ”

"By Lilith, do you mean Lilith Horacio Leonard, or the Archbishop of the Night Church, or the Night Lady Lilith?"

Although Wayne asked the question, he already knew the answer.

- It should be the former!

Otherwise, the Joker wouldn't be unaware that Claire, the archbishop of the Third Age Night Church, is also a real-world clone of the Night Lady......

"Oh? Do you already know the name of that person? ”

The expression on the clown's face instantly returned to calm, and his body stood straight in front of him again, asking, "What else do you know?" ”

"The Turing Empire was founded, the prince and princess were born, and the Church of the Five True Gods blessed ......"

After saying a few key words, Wayne observed the Joker's expression, and while being wary, continued: "These are all recorded by a man named Zafarullah. ”

"Zafarula? It's him......" The clown showed a thoughtful expression and said, "I thought the woman who was following you was a little familiar before, and it seems that it was really her." ”

"Claire?"

"Well, she has a good relationship with Zara, or the person who likes Zara, likes the people of the Night Church very much."

Speaking of this, the clown looked a little strange, looked at Wayne and said, "Speaking of which, Zara is still a wizard...... Do you know? ”

"Wizard?" Wayne's expression froze, he really didn't know this.

"Yes, wizards of the Destiny School."

"Destiny...... Wouldn't that ......" Wayne opened his mouth.

Now there is no Destiny School, and only the inheritance of the Destiny Divination System of the Spiritual Mystery School remains.

"It's the one who was beaten, I didn't expect you to even know this? Now I'm starting to look the other way at you, Wayne. ”

The clown grinned, "But that's another matter, back to your question......

"The person I'm looking for is my mother, Lilith Horacio Leonard!"

It's really her!

"Then why ......"

"Why should I kill her?" The clown's smile changed and distorted evil, and his face was even more gloomy and terrifying: "This is not something you should care about!" ”

Wayne pursed his lips and didn't ask any further.

Now that we have identified the person the Joker is looking for, it is Lilith who was named by the Night Lady in Zafarula's account.

Knowing the identity of this person, he can find traces of that person later!

"You just have to remember, find her, or be found by her, and at that time, I will naturally appear!"

"Hmm."

The clown looked at him again, spun around, and disappeared into the studio, leaving only a faint laughter.

After a while, Wei En pursed his lips and muttered, "Laughing is worse than crying......"

But from that laughter, he could feel the clown's emotions, resentment, incomprehension, regret and other extremely complex emotions.

He knew that in the Third Age, what was going on in this world must be wonderful.

"I didn't expect Zafarula to be a wizard, or a wizard from the School of Destiny......"

Then, Wayne raised his hand and asked the ghost to cast a new bone dungeon, locking the two poor mechanical undead again.

"Ho...... Scary ......"

"Shut up!"

Hearing the voices of the two mechanical zombies, Wayne glanced at them and asked flatly, "How far are you from qualifying?" ”

"Devour it again, you can ......"

"Me, so am I."

Wayne nodded, and then took out dozens of undead origin cores and threw them into the bone prison, "Swallow them, maintain them before the critical point, if you dare to advance, you know the consequences." ”

The two mechanical zombies glanced at each other, shook their heads, and said, "Don't dare, don't dare ......."

Ignoring their fears, Wayne glanced at the clock time, four o'clock—it was already the early hours of the next morning.

"I didn't expect it to take so long to learn space spells this time......"

Wayne couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been like this, immersed in improving his strength.

Thinking like this, he sank into the imprint of his eyebrows and asked, "Secret Master, if I remember correctly, the origin fusion of the flickering spell is almost complete, right?" ”

"There are still seven hours to go, and the fusion is complete."

"The next Elemental Heart, then the Spirit Shield, and then it's up to you to decide......"

"Okay Baba!"

"And the red ghost, after the fusion of the heart of flesh and blood is completed, it will be followed by boiling blood, swift shadow step, and strong wall......"

After arranging the four origin descendants of the ghost who had been with him for a long time, Wayne then looked at the origin descendant who had just finished fusing the space spell: "Let's call it ethereal, first fuse that space wandering." ”

"Ba, Baba...... The source is not ...... enough"

"How much do you need?"

The ethereal spirit, who had just received the name, said with a wooden look in his eyes: "Five, five hundred origins." ”

Five hundred......

Wayne thought for a moment, and wanted so much like the heart of flesh and blood, and nodded: "Fusion." ”

As he spoke, he used his spiritual transformation talent to transfer his spirit and tenacity to 1750 levels of origin power.

In this way, his origin will have to be two thousand five hundred points......

"Fortunately, the sea area is large enough, and there are enough deep-sea species in it, otherwise the consumption and improvement of such an attribute origin will take many years if you convert it into time."

Wayne let out a sigh of relief, no matter what, these were what he needed to improve his strength, and it wasn't a bad thing.

He glanced at the studio again, and then used the golden key to transform back into the outside world.

Now that the study of space spells has come to an end, there is still the study and imprint of the fate divination system in the future.

But before that, he had to try his hand at space spells, and then go to the sea to get some attributes and survival points by the way.

……

……

At the same time, the Endless Sea, a backwater-like sea, was shrouded in a thick layer of clouds.

A slow-moving, isolated island that devours everything in the sea while circling the sea.

In the center of the island, a dilapidated house sits surrounded by only a few huge oak trees.

One black carriage after another slowly drove out of the hollow under the oak tree, and the pyramids on the roof collided together with the crisp sound of bells.

"Twenty-one."

"Forty-two."

"Lord Mesa, these gravediggers have brought back a total of one hundred and thirty-two 'Gamendia's Dreams'."

The two bandaged men, one black and one gold, put away the pyramids and walked towards the dilapidated houses behind them.

In the dilapidated house, the space inside is especially large, like a huge castle palace.

Walk through the golden hall and up the spiral staircase to the second floor, where a huge statue carved out of oak is located.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them placed the pyramid in their hands neatly in the altar below the statue, forming a plane as before.

"I disagree!"

At this moment, a roar reached the ears of the two, causing them to look at each other, and then walked out quietly, continuing to recover the "Gamendia's Dream".

And where that voice came out, there was a spacious conference room, surrounded by dozens of black-robed people.

At the head was a man in a golden robe.

“…… Due to the influence of the wizards of the Ghost School, the recovery progress in the northern sea is not satisfactory, and two gravediggers have died at their hands, and the loss of "Gamendia's Dream" is as high as 112. ”

"It's okay for the Spiritual Secret School to be there, and there have been a lot less moves recently."

"Engelbert, did you hear that? Most of the old guys who contacted us in the Ghost School before are dead, and Wakalough has also returned from the world of the dead, now is not the time to be willful! ”

"Yes, Lord Engelbert, once we are targeted by that demigod wizard, our recovery of 'Gamendia's Dream' will inevitably be affected, and even the return plan with the Great Being will be irreparably damaged."

“……”

The people around them all looked at the golden-robed man at the head, and their words were all in a tone of exhortation or warning.

The man, Engelbert, seemed to have not heard, his eyes lowered, and he stared at the corner of the table in front of him, as if no one around him existed.

After a long time, when everyone at the table had spoken, Engelbert raised his hand and interrupted, "All right, Ishdal." I already know this matter, and the rest of the time will be spent discussing how to move forward quickly with the plan of the Great Being. ”

"What else is there to discuss? It's better to just gather all the forces and kill Waklaav, so that everyone can rest assured......"

As soon as these words came out, the whole scene instantly fell silent, and even Engelbert looked at the person who spoke with interest.

"Then arrange for you to go?" Engelbert's eyes flashed with a piercing chill, and he said lightly.

"No!" The black-robed man chose to shut up.

Just kidding, it was a demigod-level wizard, a transcendent at the top of this world, and it was not something he, an elder of the Twilight Sect, could handle.

"So what are you going to do? Do you really want to continue, or is it that the Great Being has given you new instructions? ”

"Well," Engelbert looked at him and said with a hoarse smile, "So far, there hasn't been any information from that one. ”

"So, until then, we're going to continue with the plan. The appearance of the two demigod wizards, Wakraf and Velosa, does not stop the arrangement and arrangement of the Great Being. ”

"But ......"

The black-robed man was about to say more, but Engelbert raised his hand and interrupted:

"Illusion is reality, and even if that false world was banished by Waklaw, he can't change that......"

"Everyone, don't panic, time and fate are all mine!"

(End of chapter)