Mystery: Paradox Path Chapter 84

"From this newspaper, at 7:15 last night, a serious explosion occurred in the house at No. 22, Wenske Street, South District of the Bridge, suspected of being caused by a gas leak. Fortunately, the house has been uninhabited for many years, and no casualties have occurred... "

"It really can be pushed to the gas explosion..." In the early morning, Klein, who was awakened by Mr. Demon's morning service, picked up today's newspaper, and soon saw what he wanted to see on the third page news.

but……

"It actually caused an explosion... Did the 'thing' have the ability to explode, or did the punisher destroy the traces by blowing up the house?" Klein regretted not going to the south area of the bridge yesterday, but after thinking about it again, he again Shaking his head lightly, if he was present, with the strength that his Sequence Eight had not yet digested, he might be taken back by the punisher.

"Anyway, this matter should almost end here. Mr. Hanged Man seems to be in Backlund recently. Maybe he will share today's events at the Tarot Club... Oh, by the way, he and Miss Justice yesterday. I'm asking for a leave of absence... It's a pity that Mr. Melas's entrustment is estimated to be over, ten pounds!"

Klein sighed in pain, took four steps backwards to above the gray fog, and informed Mr. Sun and Mr. Devil that the next Tarot Club will be suspended. Although he said that Sun, Devil and himself can also have a Tarot Club, But without Mr. Hanged Man's brain supplement and Miss Justice's praise, it would be too difficult for him to maintain a strong position in front of two people with rich knowledge of mysticism but little intersection.

"Sure enough, it's still paused!" Snow listened to Mr. Fool's voice echoing in his ears, and felt that the potion had digested a little more.

To ask who is the most important member of the entire Tarot Club, it must be Miss Justice, not because she is rich enough, but because she is naive enough.

As a newcomer to the Extraordinary World, Miss Audrey was able to ask Mr. Fool some low-level questions that he wanted to know. This excellent giggling technique was the foundation for the early stage of the Tarot Club to be maintained.

After clearing up his mood, Snow flipped through the letters in the mailbox as always. After confirming that there was no business today, he took the letters from readers and picked out a few distinctive ones to reply.

Snow enjoys this process because he knows very well that these readers will become his anchors in the near future.

However, his good mood did not last long. When the first reply was just written, some familiar babble suddenly sounded in Snow's ear. Layers of whispers emerged one after another—

"The real creator is a hidden existence, and so are the fools. I will not be polluted by listening to the whispers of the fools, so I will not be polluted by listening to the whispers of the real creator..."

White Horse Fei Ma's whispers formed layers of filters, isolating all the pollution in the whispers that suddenly appeared, leaving only faint whispers that echoed in his ears——

"Come here! Come here!"

"This is the oracle of the true creator? Why did you suddenly contact me? Because I am now Mr. V, a divine envoy?" This thought arose in Snow's mind, but he immediately raised his right hand and clicked on his chest. Four times, draw the symbol of the reverse cross, and then say devoutly:

"Your will is my will."

After saying that, he stared at the layers of murmurs and got up, took out the Beyonder characteristic of a hermit from the tin cigarette case he was carrying with him, and threw it into the shadows, opened the door and walked outside...

"It should be around here..."

Following the direction pointed out by Zhenzao's whisper, Snow frowned and inspected the surrounding environment, but did not find anything strange...

Well, there is! A sewer!

Snow's eyes focused on the iron cover that looked very valuable, and after a little thought, he activated the hermit's ability.

I have to say that this legacy from the "former Mr. V" is really useful. Besides spreading the rap of the real creator all the time, it can almost endow the user with all the abilities of a monk.

What does it mean?

It means that as long as it can withstand the real whisper, an ordinary person can also use it to obtain the strength of the middle sequence, and it is all-round.

Snow's body suddenly collapsed, turning into a dark shadow, flowing down the gap at the entrance of the sewer. After passing through the stench area for a short time, he saw a person.

"Lanlvus?"

Lan Erwus felt that he was very unlucky. He obviously just wanted to make a big news, but he didn't expect to be swayed by the real creator.

The sapling buried in his body by the true creator constantly exerted an influence on his spirit, causing him to come to Backlund in a trance, to this city full of depravity, numbness, resentment and death, even if he didn't feel it. With that little sapling that proliferated in his own flesh and blood, he also understood what the evil **** wanted to do~www.mtlnovel.com~ Fortunately, he is only a Sequence Eight Beyonder, and the strength he can bear is limited. If he didn't kill him directly, the power of the real creator descending on him was not much, and he was a "swindler" after all. By exerting extraordinary abilities such as charm and misleading thinking on himself, he managed to maintain a certain sanity. Instead of obeying the will of the true creator, he hid in the east area, factory area or dock area, but hid in the southern area of the bridge, where the pace of life was the slowest in Backlund, away from those negative emotions that could catalyze the coming of the true creator.

But after hiding for so many days, he was still discovered. I don't know whether it was the Fallen Creator who secretly influenced the woman, or whether he forgot to control the speed of thought induction after being influenced by the Fallen Creator. Or maybe the woman was a love-brainer and completely ignored her warnings.

In a word, that woman's frequent contact and behavior attracted the attention of the outside world, and even attracted the elite team of punishers, and he, after struggling to break through the siege, finally fell into the hands of the members of the Aurora Society...

"This is an important guest. Prepare some clothes for him. He will be staying here for a while. Remember to keep it a secret." Snow brought Lanvus to Mr. A's house and instructed the housekeeper.

He is not worried that Lan Erwus will do something to the people here.

After roughly arranging Lan Erwus's sleepover, Snow turned around and looked at Lan Erwus and said, "Dear Mr. Can, if you need anything, you can talk to them, as long as you don't leave this place. A house, they will satisfy you."

Chapter end

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