Chapter 137 136. Do not disobey and dare not resist

"The results of the divination point to the location of the Book of Truth, the ancient, the toys, the clown's one-man show, the spiral horse, the veto, the neon signs, the civilian quarters, the spring mattresses, the street children, the meadows, the filthy rags, the prisons, the abode of the saints, the pretty little gardens, the sewers, the kitchens, the prostitutes, the fairy tale towns, the twisted ......"

The securities manager said a lot of nouns like announcing the name of a dish, while constantly kneading his Adam's apple.

It wasn't until the old man's voice gradually became hoarse and interfered, as if he was about to die, that he stopped and continued:

"Tend to ...... Anxiety, death, danger, madness, optimism, cheerfulness and sunshine, warmth, longing for love, happiness, and the realization of ideals. ”

"There are too many meaningless results and keywords, and the interference is too severe......"

"Only the three key words [ancient], [veto], and [distorted] are clearly valid, while tendencies are completely invalid, which is the natural restraint of [distortion] on divination."

"But...... Why would anyone be able to dabble in distortion out of my sight? ”

"And it is still the coexistence of two systems, which may also involve the ...... of [intellectual] and [embodiment]."

"Will it be my old friend? Have you submitted to the mortal Sages? ”

Like a paranoid, he muttered to himself in his office for a while, then stood up and found the spare suit, tie, and silk top hat in his office, transforming himself from a down-and-out drunkard back into a financial elite.

"Need for deeper divination, need for a strong new puppet, need to find the holder of the Book of Truth, need ......"

"Kill Him ......"

The manager, who had regained his dignity, continued to babble as he left the securities center, and then walked through the streets and alleys to the west of the city, gradually approaching the underground area.

Then, he found a manhole with a half-opened sewer and jumped into it regardless of his identity.

The labyrinth of sewers couldn't stop him, and he soon came to the sprawling dungeon, where he found a cave that didn't look good.

As soon as he approached, two strong men with various patterns on their faces blocked his way.

"I want to see Hoylandy."

"Huh? See our leader? I think you should find a boyfriend first and let him teach you the rules. ”

A strong man smiled wickedly, grabbed the manager's tie, took off a golden lavalier on it, and put it to his mouth and bit it.

"Huh? It's actually pure gold, and I can't see that it's still ...... Belch...... Wow!!! ”

He was only halfway through his sentence when he fell to his knees and began to vomit heavily.

He vomited too hard, and directly vomited all his internal organs......

But as if he wasn't enough, he began to vomit blood again, as if he wanted to vomit all the blood out of his body.

The other strong man who was partnering with him next to him was suddenly frightened, and hurriedly picked up a bone whistle on his neck and blew it vigorously.

A shrill whistle burst out of the whistle and could be heard from every corner of the dungeon.

But he blew for less than a second before he noticed that the bone whistle was blocked by something slimy.

When I took it down, I saw that the bone whistle was filled with a pile of bloody things at some point.

Then, the strong man felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and immediately fell to the ground, clutching his stomach, convulsing and struggling hard.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps behind the manager, and then someone spoke:

"I'm sorry, Advisor, but these two newcomers don't know the rules and haven't seen you."

"It doesn't matter, they've already paid for it."

The manager, or rather the consultant, said without looking back.

The man who arrived looked like an honest blacksmith, dressed in oil-stained clothes, followed by several apprentices with the same style of painting, each of them pale and eager to hold their breath.

But the one in the lead had to stand up and explain:

"I'm very sorry Your Excellency, but our leader is not here for the time being, he has gone to the Eternal City to find a [prophecy], and for the time being, the affairs of the association will be left to me for the time being."

With that, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he didn't hide the fear in his heart.

Even this upper-class person with his back to him didn't seem to have any fluctuations in spiritual power on his body, just like an ordinary person who hadn't even completed [enlightenment].

But the blacksmith knew very well that if this advisor wanted to kill someone, he didn't need to use spiritual power.

In particular, he had heard the leader mention that advisors generally do not kill people at will, but once he did it, he had no reason or concern.

He even dared to kill the Grand Inquisitor of the Eternal City, and he was an out-and-out madman.

Thinking of this, the blacksmith's trembling couldn't help but intensify slightly, allowing the spiritual power in his body to escape a little fluctuation.

At this time, the advisor slowly turned around and asked:

"Do you actually have a sixth order? Not bad, but why so nervous? I'm not the kind of crazy person who likes to kill. ”

The blacksmith hurriedly glanced up at the other party, and then was stunned.

The flesh and blood on the other party's face hung softly, as if it had lost its bones, and the flesh left layers of wax marks, like a melted wax figure, looking extremely evil.

"I need a new body, I don't need to complete [enlightenment], but I have to be more inspirational than ordinary people...... On top of that, I need some followers, a clean bedroom, the latest newspapers and magazines, and genuine vinyl records. ”

The advisor ordered again in that tone that could not be refused.

"Yes, I'll prepare it for you as soon as possible."

The blacksmith nodded hurriedly.

The advisor didn't bother him anymore and turned away.

After he had walked a long way, the blacksmith let out a long breath and held his breath for a long time.

"Whew~ my mother...... He really is...... Huhu~ What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you get what he wants? ”

"Yes! Be! ”

Several apprentices who followed hurriedly responded.

But one of them, who was not very bright, scratched his head again, and asked in a low voice:

"What if I can't find all of them?"

"Then find a way to kill yourself as soon as possible, then you may be able to die more comfortably."

The blacksmith said, looking down at the two strong men on the ground.

One of them was still twitching and struggling, his mouth open and closed, like a drowning fish trying to breathe one last breath of air.

But more than half of his lungs had been stuffed into the bone whistle......

For a moment, the blacksmith felt the urge to write an anonymous report.

But he didn't dare......

Because that's the 'advisor'.

Even if the blacksmith already had the strength of the sixth order, he still didn't dare to have the slightest thought of resisting.

……………………

The next morning, when Lloyd was brushing his teeth, he couldn't help but feel a ray of worry in his heart.

Can my sister comb her hair herself? Her hair was so long, her hands were so small, and her arms were so short......

You won't have messy hair and go out just looking shaggy, right?

He subconsciously wanted to take out his pocket watch to divinate his sister's current situation, but he recalled the advice of the captain fox, the housekeeper, and the presiding judge, so he had to take the pocket watch back.

That murderer is a member of the [Curse] system, and he is best at using divination to harm people, so he has to guard against it.

It's disgusting! Even the critic who was just an ordinary person was not spared, and the manuscript I used to scold the editor must have been lost.

Lloyd cursed in his heart, and his mind began to think wildly.

Why did the murderer choose the critic to do it?

Was there a grudge before? A critic with spicy rhetoric is indeed prone to enmity with others......

But it can't be so cruel, right?

Or is it ......

Lloyd had actually guessed a bigger, and more self-defeating, possibility.

But he really didn't want to think in that direction, so he shook his head vigorously.

Anyway, there are two high-ranking bosses who said that they want to help themselves out, and they are third-order little budding newcomers, so don't think about that.

After washing up, I just heard a knock on the door, followed by Wei Ya's greeting:

"Good morning ~ Lloyd, are you awake?"

"It's coming, it's coming."

Lloyd hurriedly went over to open the door, and saw the beautiful Wei Ya standing outside the door generously, her beautiful face was full of gentleness and tranquility, and she actually had a bit of the illusion of a girl next door.

This made Lloyd feel a lot better.

If it were possible, it would be nice to be able to see Wei Ya every morning when I got up......

So I must work hard to make money and strive to move next door to Wei Ya.

When the two chatted before, Wei Ya inadvertently revealed that her family lived in a single-family villa in a wealthy area.

The low-key little rich woman belongs to the ......

The two chatted like this, went to breakfast together, and then went to Tower Nine together, and then went to each other for today's work.

Lloyd doesn't have much work today, it's still three-headed-three-storey.

He easily eliminated the front two ends, retrieved the organs, and walked to the third cell.

There is a demon alienated by a wasp here, which has grown a human-like spine, directly exposed behind him, the compound eyes on the eyes are crowded with human-like eyeballs, and the bee needles on the buttocks have softened into tentacles, writhing wildly.

A pair of wings can also vibrate at an extremely high frequency, making a 'buzzing' sound.

This is not what is written in the textbook, but what Lloyd actually saw and heard-

The hornet demon was flying in the air of the cell, and the eyeballs in his compound eyes were looking left and right, looking for an opportunity to get out of the predicament.

The white chains that were supposed to hold it around had broken at the root, and the rituals carved on the ground had become blurred, as if they had been covered with a layer of mosaics, completely ineffective.

As soon as he noticed someone coming in, the wasp demon immediately turned nimbly and pounced on Lloyd.

(End of chapter)