In the face of the inexplicable sense of oppression, Jiang Lu's expression seemed much more serious.

Is this the God of Salvation?

The messenger received the woman's approval, got up, and bowed down to her.

Jiang Lu followed behind her, following in unison.

But what Jiang Lu didn't expect was that when he got closer, he found that the messenger's abrupt face was eight or nine points similar to the woman locked in the statue.

The same glamorous, the same exquisite.

The only difference is that the messenger's face looks a little strange, and for some reason, some stiffness can be seen, which is not natural, but the woman's face is natural, like the uncarved jade, even without powder, it is not comparable to any woman in the world.

The woman had a human body, and her body was draped in a light white veil, perhaps because she had been locked here for too long, the white veil was somewhat torn, and there were slight tear marks on the shoulders, armpits, chest, and lower abdomen, revealing snow-like skin, which was in stark contrast to her long, inky black hair.

"Let me see what you did while I was sleeping." The woman commanded.

The messenger lowered his head obediently, and his face began to glow from weak to strong, and under the faint wisps of light, the two of them actually had some kind of connection.

In just a moment, the woman retched all at once.

She looked at the messenger in disbelief, then at Jiang Lu beside her, regretting her move immensely.

Because when roughly scanning the messenger's memory, the perspective in a certain paragraph is very strange, not only is Jiang Lu lying in the picture, but the horizontal line of sight of the messenger is also very low.

This made her curious to stop and take a closer look, and then, a scene appeared that she could not have imagined.

To make matters worse, when reading memories, the senses are also synchronized.

This feeling of filling... This taste...

She swallowed her saliva incessantly, and her otherwise dignified and holy face became distorted as if she had just bitten into a sour lemon.

Jiang Lu, who didn't know why, cared about it: "What's the matter?" What are you eating? ”

The woman stared at him as if she wanted to eat him alive.

Jiang Lu felt inexplicable.

What an attitude, really down!

The woman took a deep breath and didn't say a word.

In order to maintain her majesty, she must act as if nothing had happened.

The long eyelashes couldn't hide the disgust in her eyes, but she still controlled her emotions after all.

"If you ignore the interesting show you performed yesterday, it was surprising that you achieved a redemption the first time."

She gritted her teeth and squeezed out a smile, but the smile was cold and indifferent.

This was the opening statement to get to the point, Jiang Lu knew this, but he didn't plan to cooperate with her in this meaningless game of playing gods and believers, he was in a hurry.

"You're the god of salvation, aren't you?"

Jiang Lu crossed his waist: "Don't talk about these things that you don't have, please start telling your story!" ”

"My story?" The woman did not deny that she was the god of salvation, but said indifferently, "I never said that I had any intention of sharing the story with you. ”

"Okay, okay, don't say it, then I'll say it." Jiang Lu didn't care about the attitude of the god of salvation, and began to show the god of salvation everything he knew little by little:

"Let's talk about your relationship with the Messenger first, I don't know if she's your puppet or if you've created something.

The bracelet is supposed to be the Messenger's opinion of us, but the opinion I have increased since yesterday's redemption is due to you.

How can two different individuals share a favorability or even dominate you? Can you pay attention to the code when typing? ”

The messenger was stunned for a moment, then remembered the bits and pieces of the past, suddenly understood something, and looked at the God of Salvation in shock and helplessness.

Beginning she was conscious, she had been the messenger of the Black Tower, could it be said...

Seeing this reaction, Jiang Lu sneered: "You don't even know? ”

The god of salvation turned cold.

The credible envoy was just about to speak, but Jiang Lu directly raised his hand to interrupt the front shake: "Don't worry first, let me be in a hurry." ”

Then he went on to the redeeming God again:

"Whether it is the rules you have set for us by the Messenger or the difficulties we have encountered, it proves that you are not here to redeem the prisoners, but to enable them to enter Paradise.

I can't figure it out that you, as a god of salvation, do things that are contrary to your name, and be reasonable.

As for the way you send the prisoner to heaven, it is at the expense of the overseer.

I don't know what method you use, but there must be some means by which prisoners can replace the clean-born wardens and enter Paradise.

In this sense, even the Overseer is not as high in your heart as the prisoner's ascension to heaven. ”

The God of Salvation's eyes gradually calmed from coldness: "Go on." ”

Jiang Lu appeared unscrupulous in front of the imprisoned god of salvation, and simply explained:

"I've always wondered why you turned the Black Tower, which was supposed to give lost souls a chance to transform, into this.

In fact, before I came here, I had always considered you an enemy.

Until I became like this, and saw you again. ”

With that, he spread his hands and showed his unrecognizable body.

"Curse, isn't it? It's not that you put a curse on the upper level, but someone has put a curse on you, affecting the upper level, and also affecting the entire Black Tower in disguise. ”

The calm expression of the God of Salvation began to change to melancholy.

"I wanted you to be my eyes, the first Courier to be promoted from the Overseer since the Darktower, but now it seems that you are even better than I thought."

There is no denial, that is an affirmation.

"Is it God?" Jiang Lu asked.

When he was redeemed, he once played Jesus stalks, but the result was that he gained the favor of the redeeming god, which made him have to suspect that it was God who had formed a bond with the redeeming god.

Sure enough, when the god of salvation heard this name, his hands, which had been relaxed in front of his lower abdomen, suddenly clenched into fists.

Seeing this, Jiang Lu nodded thoughtfully: "It seems right." ”

The God of Salvation looked at him deeply: "If you don't have the slightest respect for the gods, then I can rest assured that I will tell you the truth about the Black Tower, but I dare to say, do you dare to listen?" ”

"I don't dare, will you be embarrassed?" Jiang Lu asked with a wicked smile.

The god of salvation suddenly smiled: "Now whether you dare or not, I have to say it." ”

Jiang Lu formed a palm with his right hand, facing upwards, and motioned for her to continue.

"Many, many years ago, I can't remember the exact number, a mighty evil god fell, and his successor spent many years consolidating the remnants of the evil god's power and then attacking the underworld.

The protracted war continued, even affecting the heavens, so that the lord had to plan ahead.

In addition to His followers preaching on earth, even My Tower of Salvation has become a new barracks in His eyes.

He accuses me of spending so many resources and imprisoning the souls of so many evildoers, and that it would take years to completely purify a soul.

In his view, soldiers on the battlefield only need to be obedient, and they do not need to have any noble qualities, but on the contrary, an army of ferocious souls is superior to those who possess noble qualities.

I disagree with this view and disobey Him in public.

Therefore, He sent down divine punishment and not only imprisoned me here, but also made me lose control of the Tower of Salvation.

From that day on, the Tower of Redemption became the Black Tower, which would attract a steady stream of fresh blood, give them the character of overseers, and replace them with prisoners. ”

The face of the God of Salvation was now full of compassion:

"Favorability is an attempt I made.

Based on the Courier's assessment of the Overseer's abilities, I will grant varying degrees of protection.

Still, his curse is too strong for my protection to last long, and I can only be replenished by the light that falls when Heaven opens the staircase.

And you, the only regulator who has given me hope, deserve more protection from me.

It's just that if you want to change the status quo, I can only tell you truthfully that it's impossible. ”