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Zhao Nan suddenly tapped his fingers on the desk. ◎

At this moment, a magic circle four people tall suddenly appeared next to the housekeeper... What emerged from the magic circle was the Wind King's Shackles, a skill used to bind the opponent.

The journey to the deep sea is not just about those around you who have reached the professional five-star level. Although he has embarked on a completely different path in terms of will, Zhao Nan still follows the improvement of star level in terms of professional abilities.

These chains are enough to trap any five-star enemy in the world. Of course, the time depends on the quality of the opponent's will power.

As the God's Chosen One, Zhao Nan can easily see the steward's information clearly... Although the blade has been improving, it is not even a god, and using the power of will seems a bit bullying.

No matter how you say it, no matter when you start switching packages, as a housekeeper these days, you are indeed fulfilling your duties.

The cyan chain was like a spiritual snake, slowly wrapping around the butler's body. The fox-man butler looked down at the chain that was slowly tightening his chest... During the whole process, there was no struggle.

The chains tightened instantly, trapping the person until he couldn't move. The butler said softly at this moment: "Master, using violence on your servants will greatly damage your image as the Lord of Tingfeng City."

Zhao Nan said calmly: "Where is the real Blade? When did you start pretending to be him?"

"Fake?" The butler shook his head lightly: "I think you seem to have misunderstood... I, but I have been here from the beginning, and I have not pretended to be anyone. I still remember the scene of the first meeting clearly. Where is Chu… Lord City Lord?”

"Aren't you willing to confess?" Zhao Nan sighed, "That's fine..."

A gray ball of light floated out of his palm. In the next moment, the light ball turned into a missile and flew towards the butler's forehead - magic words.

The ball of light penetrated into the opponent's forehead without any hindrance. Zhao Nan then asked: "Now, tell me...oh? Has it failed?"

Skill. It was obviously a hit, but the butler's eyes were still clear at this moment, and he was obviously not affected by the effect of the skill. If this happens, either he is mentally tough enough to ignore the effects of the magic words, or he is carrying some secret treasure that can resist the magic words. Is that so? Zhao Nan's curiosity was suddenly aroused.

However, the housekeeper suddenly said at this time: "Well... this is probably a magic similar to confusion, right? It can directly control people's consciousness. No wonder the Lord of the City has always been able to do everything. It seems that he is really extraordinary. Woolen cloth."

Zhao Nan said nothing. One after another, the magic words skills kept flying towards the butler. The consumption of the release of this skill cannot even keep up with his own recovery speed for his magic power. Zhao Nan looked at the housekeeper who was hit by a large number of magic words without blinking, without much expression on his face.

It's like doing some kind of experiment.

"The Chosen One is really good. If it were an ordinary magician professional, he probably wouldn't do such a wasteful behavior. But even if you don't worry about consumption, Lord City Lord, you'd better stop." Butler Wei Wei He smiled and said, "This thing is of no use to me."

After saying that, the Wind King's shackles wrapped around the butler suddenly broke apart. As if breaking free from something fragile, the butler was seen rubbing his arm. "As expected, I really don't like this kind of rude treatment."

Zhao Nan remained silent.

The butler patted his clothes at this time and slowly straightened the black dress that was wrinkled due to the bundling. He said: "If I were not discovered, I had no intention of doing anything. This castle is actually very good. , If I could, I would even continue to live here.”

"Oh?" Zhao Nan said with a strange expression: "Do you think you blame me for exposing you?"

The housekeeper shook his head and said: "The counterfeit will eventually be exposed one day. I have no intention of blaming anyone. But since it has been exposed, there is no value left..."

The housekeeper suddenly bowed slightly towards Zhao Nan, as polite as when he left countless times. "Then I'll take my leave. I'm grateful to you, Lord City Lord, for taking care of me these days."

As he spoke, he turned around.

"It seems that you haven't told me why you are playing the role of a butler and appear next to me, right?" Zhao Nan stopped at this moment: "Besides, it seems that it is not clear whether it is the original intention or the instruction?"

The butler said without turning his head: "There are some things that you shouldn't know, just don't know them for the time being, so as not to worry. Dear Lord City Lord, isn't this your usual principle of doing things? Moreover. Lord City Lord, do you think you can keep me?" ?"

A majestic sense of oppression flashed across the butler's body. At this moment, the text displaying Blade's name above his head was like a broken eggshell.

What Zhao Nan didn't expect was that it turned out that in the entire Tingfeng City, starting a long time ago, he was not the most powerful person. It's not Osfen or Valkini... but the polite housekeeper in front of her.

Zhao Nan was almost surprised and sighed at the same time, "It's really incredible. It turns out that there is always a Conferred God beside me."

The steward said: "Sure enough, the God's Chosen One is really incredible. If you reveal a little flaw, you can see everything... That's it. That's it."

He had no intention of taking action. He seemed to simply want to leave because he was exposed.

Zhao Nan stood up and said, "Wait a minute."

The housekeeper seemed a little impatient. He stopped just as he stepped out of the door and turned around: "Lord City Lord, being unwilling to forgive will lower my evaluation of you... Do you have any questions?"

"I didn't say you could leave." Starlight suddenly flickered in Zhao Nan's eyes: "So... come back here."

Very simple picture.

His footsteps retracted without any control, and he walked back into the study step by step... There was a look of horror on the butler's face.

The final edge of the six-star stage? Altdorf.

There has always been such a god-like person beside him.

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"...This is no joke." The housekeeper laughed reluctantly, but the feeling of powerlessness in his body was always faithfully reflected in his heart.

It was clear that this was not an illusion, but something that was controlling his body... The most powerful force of the Conferred God sub-position seemed to be stuck in a quagmire at this time. "Right, City Lord... Sir?"

"Should you speak on your own, or should I ask you to speak?" Zhao Nan tried again: "After all, I didn't sense any malice from you, so I finally let you make a choice."

The steward showed a wry smile at this time and said extremely shocking words: "Although I know that the Son of God Killer will become very powerful, Lord City Lord, are you going a little too far?"

Not many people in the world know about the God-killing Son...probably only those who know about the existence of God-killing weapons.

As the butler in front of him, Blade knows this. His true identity is that of a conferred god... It seems that he has forgotten something... In an instant, the dinner scene flashed in front of Zhao Nan.

The Conferred God sub-position has a keen sense of the gods, and Zhao Nan himself has something similar... It can be regarded as a kind of inspiration. When the inspiration is strong, you can even understand the truth of some things.

Born knowing that it will probably eventually evolve into a similar situation.

"Are you... a member of the gods?"

However, even though the inspiration was extremely strong at the moment, Zhao Nan still hesitated for a moment before he could speak. At the same time, I was looking forward to yes... I was also looking forward to the answer of denial.

Blade did not respond to this question with any voice...but his expression could explain it all very well.

Zhao Nan thought of a lot of things at this moment... If Blade is a god, it has appeared from the moment he became the Lord of Tingfeng City...

Why does the truth want a hidden god to appear here... to monitor? No, Zhao Nan rejected this idea almost at the moment of doubt.

There is actually only one conclusion... and it is a very easy answer.

In the beginning...it was because of Blade Edge that I let myself go for the first time. I really faced the existence of the system and met the sub-manager from the system... It was only from that time that the path changed.

But something seems wrong... History needs to be restored before it can move forward again... But what about before restoration?

The paradox appears!

Zhao Nan frowned. He understood that no matter whether it was extremely evil or joyful, countless efforts had been made to restore this period of history. However, during the restoration of the original history, who sometimes created the history... Were they also the two clones who went to the beginning of the era because of the time crack in the abandoned land?

This cycle goes on and on...but the most essential, the original history...who is it?

to this end. Zhao Nan couldn't help but beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the stars in his eyes shone more and more... The housekeeper watched this scene happen.

He didn't think that the other party took control of his body at great cost. But... it's like I'm stuck in some kind of problem.

Or are you trying to get into trouble, or are you stuck in a blind corner of your thinking... is it because you are sure of the fact that you are a member of the Hidden Gods?

What on earth were you thinking about that put you in such a difficult thinking situation?

Time passes bit by bit.

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The world's time may have passed only a few minutes or ten minutes. However, in the world of thinking, a certain kind of calculation has been done tens of millions of times... and each time it just leads to a dead end.

Zhao Nan is not a scientist, that kind of time dimension. The construction of spatial diversity can be said to be completely devoid of cognition. He considered the matter strictly from a logical perspective.

But no matter how you deduce it, the logic is contradictory in the end - if there is an initial history, is it equivalent to being born into one of countless cyclic histories?

If the world is diverse, does it mean that there are countless people doing the same thing in countless worlds... This kind of deduction seems to have exceeded the limit of the brain.

Zhao Nan's face suddenly turned pale.

It seems to be a very good opportunity... the butler thought in his mind. Zhao Nan seemed to be in a state of confusion. In an instant, the butler began to frantically increase his divine will.

If there is some weird will blocking you... then use a stronger will to fight back or even break it. The collision of will and will is originally the simplest and crudest way of fighting at this level.

It can be done...it can be broken through!

The housekeeper was secretly pleasantly surprised.

The feeling of being completely out of control of my hands and feet disappeared instantly. The moment the control of the body returns, it is like being reborn. The next step, the one that should not be missed, is to stay away from this place.

The figure shot out... the closest distance seemed to be the window. But at this moment...

"I didn't tell you to leave."

The butler's body trembled slightly...did he miss the best opportunity? No, this time can be said to be grasped to the smallest detail, and there is absolutely no error. Then there is only one possibility...another possibility of breaking the opponent's blockade.

Awaken the other party from the predicament of thinking and temporarily get out of that dangerous situation.

"It seems that my luck is indeed just average." The housekeeper couldn't help but smile bitterly and let his body walk back again.

Burning the will of God? Things haven't reached that point yet. Before becoming a god, the Burning Will can still be replenished with a little cultivation. After all, there are still some things in the world that can replenish the small world. But rising to the level of God's will, there are so few things that can be restored.

"On the contrary, my luck is very good." Zhao Nan breathed out slowly. While he was frightened that he had fallen into that kind of thinking dilemma, he also had a strange thought... Could it be that the other party was using this kind of feeling to express his feelings? Help yourself?

"Lord City Lord, it's not a gentleman's style to ridicule your opponent." The butler said awkwardly.

Zhao Nan said: "Tell me, what's the purpose of truth letting you lurk here? To spy on me?"

But the housekeeper suddenly asked: "Lord City Lord, may I ask you a question first?"

"Ask." Zhao Nan responded quickly.

The butler frowned and said, "Have you been granted the right to use his divine will by the palace master? What imprisons me seems to have many similarities with the palace master's divine will."

Right to use?

Zhao Nan was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly had some idea.

He has no way to admit that he is the Lord of Truth in front of the world... If those ancient gods know that the current Lord of Truth is even a guy who can't even become a god, all the old accounts will have to be settled.

But if there is such a thing as usage rights...

After Zhao Nan was silent for a moment, he said calmly: "Why do you know this kind of thing?" (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!