"Boom!"

The tentacle grass monster screamed, and put on a posture of holding its chest up and slapping its chest, indicating 'wrap it around me', and then danced again—

ヽ(○^^)

o(Д)っ！

!!! ∑(Дノ)ノ

It looks like a product manager who is bragging to a customer......

Lloyd looked at it as if he understood, tried to send the few pieces of the black and white chessboard in his hand into the [Realm of Thought], and then handed it to the tentacle grass, which was curled up by the tentacle grass with a blade-like 'hand'.

The tentacle grass writhed again, and gestured to the buds not far away—

They were all sprouts of the [Twisted Seeds] planted by Lloyd, and one of them represented Jenkins, who could have some kind of faint connection with him.

But Lloyd himself couldn't take advantage of this connection, so he needed the help of a 'product manager'.

He sat down cross-legged in front of the shoot that represented Jenkins, and glanced at the one next door that represented the advisor, Esquimir.

Well? This hateful traitor has secretly regained some strength?

The progress is quite fast, and at this rate, it may take about seventy or eighty years for him to get out of danger and move freely, and then in another twenty or thirty years, he should be able to return to the top.

Isn't that kind......

Lloyd was about to arrange this traitor, but suddenly found that the little strength he had finally recovered was suddenly drained again, and he returned to a dying state with his life hanging by a thread.

In front of Lloyd's eyes, the familiar 'live broadcast picture' appeared, which also had various buttons, but the picture was still a little blurry, flickering for a while, and then Jenkins' figure gradually emerged.

It seems that the tentacle grass is the power of the consultant, with the help of the black and white chessboard fragments, to find Lao Zhan, and then open a 'live broadcast'?

This gameplay is very different from Lloyd's [sneaking into] Elolo's side, Lloyd, as a 'spectator', must not be able to go directly to Lao Zhan's side, but it seems that he can use those buttons and functions on the screen to help Lao Zhan?

Lloyd didn't worry, first zoomed in on the picture and observed Lao Zhan's current situation.

He was not injured or shackled, but he was in a bad mental state, sitting in a high-backed chair, with his head bowed, looking dazed and half-asleep.

In front of him was an ordinary table with water and food on it, but it was barely touched.

This scene looks almost the same as the result of Lloyd's previous divination, Lao Zhan was indeed kidnapped, but the gangsters seemed to have asked for him, and he was still in the stage of coercion and temptation, and he did not act directly.

But Lloyd looked at it carefully, and suddenly felt some familiar 'taste' in the picture......

The 'taste' of [twisted]?

It seems that this 'live broadcast' made by tentacle grass is not only a picture, but also transmits some things that are invisible to the naked eye?

Lloyd hurriedly touched the square ring on his finger, turned on the effect of the [Pupil of Wisdom], and took a closer look.

Sure enough, the power of [Distortion] was seen in the air, affecting Lao Zhan.

And the source of these powers is the door of this cell, which should be a ritual carved on the other side of the door, or a relatively low-end one, similar to the ones that Lloyd cracked before, used to influence ordinary people.

Therefore, the effectiveness is not very strong, and with the level of Lao Zhan's fifth order, he can still cope with it.

But if it's been a long time, it's hard to say......

In addition to the power of [Twist], there are a variety of suppressive rituals arranged around this cell, imprisoning and consuming Jenkins' power, making it difficult for him to move and resist.

Lloyd couldn't help frowning, wondering who had imprisoned Lao Zhan?

At this moment, the door of the cell was opened from the outside, and the [distorted] power that had escaped began to weaken, gradually dissipating into the air.

After a few more minutes, it was not until the power of the [Distortion] was completely dissipated that a dignified old man walked into the cell, sat down in front of Lao Zhan, and spoke:

"Jenkins, my old friend, how are you thinking about it today?"

Lao Zhan woke up slowly, reluctantly raised his head, and spat as his reply.

The old man on the other side seemed to have guessed that such an attitude would be there, but he was not angry, and said with a calm face:

"I have to admire you, how can you last so long? If you were an ordinary person, in this environment full of [distortion], you would give in in less than three days, but you persevered for two weeks......

It's incredible, is your will really so tenacious? Or is there something in you that I don't know is protecting you? But hasn't your chessboard been smashed? ”

Jenkins still hung his head and didn't answer.

It's just that he knows in his heart that the reason why he has been able to hold on for so long is because there is a voice in the depths of his mind that keeps reminding him that if you want to cheer up, you must cheer up!

It was with this encouragement of unknown origin that he was able to resist the erosion of those [distortions] in the air, and let his mind still maintain basic sobriety, without the slightest concession from beginning to end.

And after hearing this, Lloyd also sensed something, and hurriedly reached out and touched the bud representing Lao Zhan, and looked at the condition of the [Twisted Seed].

Sure enough, the power carried by the [Distorted Seed], that is, the power that made Lao Zhan 'cheer up', had been worn down and weakened to a certain extent, and it seemed that it should be the loss caused by the collision with another force.

Judging from this level of wear, if you do it for another two weeks, the 'cheering' effect of [Twisted Seed] may be eliminated and replaced with another effect.

It's just that the effect that Lloyd set for Lao Zhan's [Distorted Seed] is already the weakest one?

It's like this, and the opposite side can't be worn off for two weeks?

Is this old man too vegetable? Or did he not want to hurt Lao Zhan's mental consciousness?

Then what this old man wants to coerce Lao Zhan to do, it is likely that it is the kind of mental state that requires patience and meticulous work?

So what exactly would it be?

Lloyd still remembers Lao Zhan's identity and work - archaeologist and prophet, both of which are very mental and patient and meticulous, I don't know which side it is?

Fortunately, he didn't need to think and speculate, and the old man on the other side took the initiative to 'confess':

"Please forgive me for not being able to understand your insistence, in my opinion, this is obviously a matter of great profit and win-win for both sides, the human side can get a new sage, build a new city, you can get unimaginable wealth and fame, why be so stubborn?"

Jenkins finally spoke, but only sneered weakly:

"Sage? Heh......"

"Do you have any room to laugh? My Lord is the top powerhouse of the [Calamity] system, only one step away from the Sage, although the [Calamity] is still a taboo system in the eyes of those mediocre people, but don't forget, the [Veto] in the past is the same......

As long as the Lord can successfully advance to the Ninth Order, then [Calamity] can become the Seventh System, creating a new future for all mankind!

So I really can't understand what you're insisting on? Do you want to be the enemy of all mankind? Do you want to hinder the development of all mankind? ”

Seeing that the other party had buttoned himself up with a big 'hat', Jenkins still sneered disdainfully and scolded:

"Fuck you, old bastard."

"Hehe, it seems that you still need to calm down and think about it again."

The old man on the other side was also sneering, then stood up and prepared to leave.

It's just that before going out, he specially added:

"By the way, don't expect anyone to come and save you, according to some of the information I've come out of, your friends have basically given up, and they think that you died in an unlicensed and illegal archaeological activity, and only your wife...... Oh no, I should call my ex-wife, right?

This Bishop Millie didn't give up, but she couldn't protect herself, and her continued investigation of you has affected our plans, so the Lord decided to come to the Eternal City and take action to eliminate this hidden danger. ”

When Jenkins heard this, he suddenly became a little anxious, and hurriedly struggled to stand up, but his limbs couldn't be strengthened, so he just stumbled, and then lay on the table in front of him softly, and said in a loud voice:

"You dare to touch her? I won't let you go! ”

"Hehe, it seems that you still care about this marriage? So why did you leave her in the first place? Because of men's self-esteem? Or do you think you have the guilt of killing your son? ”

The old man on the other side sneered and poked the most painful scar in Jenkins' heart, causing his eyes to widen instantly, as if he wanted to eat the other side alive.

But all that was left of him was the power to stare at him......

"What a wretched fellow, your talent in the transcendent path was originally stronger than mine, but you have fallen so willingly that you have an empty stomach of learning, like today, and you can't even protect your own wife......

Therefore, power is everything in this world, and by following the Lord, you can obtain supreme power! You can look down on a wretched creature like you. ”

The old man taunted Jenkins again, and he prepared to get out of the cell.

But Jenkins seemed to have suddenly figured it out, and stopped him:

"Wait a minute! I changed my mind! ”

"Oh?"

The old man stopped, returned to the table where Jenkins was lying, looked down at him, and asked in a mocking tone:

"It seems that Bishop Millie is really important to you and can teach you to be wise."

"You can do whatever you want me to do, as long as you don't hurt her."

"Well, as long as you're willing to cooperate, she's definitely not going to get hurt...... So, let's sign the contract first. ”

As he spoke, the old man pulled out a glowing golden page from his bosom and placed it in front of Jenkins, placing a quill beside him.

Jenkins didn't rush to sign it, but reluctantly sat back in his chair and read the contents of the [contract] word by word, reading very carefully.

This made the old man on the other side a little impatient, and he urged:

"What's so much to see about this? Didn't I explain it to you clearly enough? ”

"No, it's clear, it's just ...... There are others who want to see your machinations. ”

"What did you say?"

The old man suddenly sensed that something was wrong, but before he could react, Jenkins, who was weak and powerless, suddenly burst out, grabbed him by the neck, and slammed his head on the table.

"Ahh My neck ......"

The old man let out a miserable scream, subconsciously wanting to resist.

But as soon as he mobilized the spiritual power in his body, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of dirty blood, staining the [contract] with a large stain.

This is......

Curse? And the rank is not low?

How can it be?

The old man was puzzled.

Why was this old thing, under the suppression of the ritual, suddenly use the power of the [curse] system from a high position?

Jenkins, on the other hand, was sneering, panting heavily, and whispered:

"You're not the only one who has a backer."

(End of chapter)