Mystery: Paradox Path

"No...but...can...!" Grove, who was already like a humanoid scale, heard Integura's words, and made a somewhat desperate voice. The voice was transmitted through the brass-like casing, with a few Metallic tremolo.

When Integra heard this, he sighed and said:

"Nothing is impossible, never underestimate the power of the true God, am I right? Your Majesty Trensost."

Listening to Integura's words, Grove's body became more and more distorted, turning into a shape similar to the scale that was integrated into his body, while his two arms representing the scale were changed from one high to the other. Slowly becoming balanced, it seems that someone is constantly adjusting the items at both ends of the scale.

When the two arms returned to the horizontal state, the shallow golden liquid in the golden lake squirmed again, but this time, they did not form an ooze monster, but in a more delicate way, combined into a closer The appearance of human beings is only similar in appearance. It still has no facial features, and its whole body is golden. It looks like a golden sugar man.

"I'm curious, what did you guess?"

A majestic voice came from the golden sugar figure, with a bit of metallic tremor sound. Integura slightly bent his knees. Although he was not wearing a skirt, he still performed a very standard Loen noble courtesy.

Later, she returned to her standing position and replied with a brisk voice:

"Of course, I saw His Majesty's painstaking efforts."

"Oh?" The golden sugar man made a curious voice. He didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill the existence in the room, or was waiting for something. Integura was not in a hurry and said simply:

"Prince Grove dares to come because he thinks that you can't be 'alive'. After all, unlike the Dark Emperor, the judge does not have the ability to be so convenient. As the enforcer of the order, the judge must be loyal to the order and cannot be resurrected. , and it is difficult to transform into evil spirits."

"You don't seem to think so?" The golden sugar man restrained a little bit of majesty, and a little bit more playful.

"Of course, after all, before you became a judge, you were first a Prince of Order Killing, looking for loopholes and exploiting order. This is the way of life you are used to, just like now, if this room is not too obvious, I would never have imagined that a judge would judge himself."

"..." The golden sugar man's movements paused slightly, and together with the Prince Grove, who was no different from the scales, there was a metallic crunch, and only the six MI9 survivors behind Integula were still alive. In a state of bewilderment, he didn't seem to understand what Integura meant.

"You actually saw it." After a short silence, the golden sugar man made a somewhat surprised voice, but Integura nodded arrogantly:

"It's just a reverse deduction from the structure of this room."

As she said that, she bent down and gently stroked the blue lines under the pipes with her hands, the patterns like thunder, as if she was quietly experiencing the slow process of their collapse.

"Libra, blood pool, core, these three things are so important, if you think about this ship, they should be placed in different rooms, but they are placed together, which is even more speechless. The thing is, the pipelines, which are weak points, are laid on the surface so grandly. You must know that we have passed through at least thirty compartments along the way, but none of the compartments have seen similar pipelines. This can at least prove that they are It can be implied underground, the only possibility I can think of is that these things are just ink dots on white paper, distractions used to attract attention."

"Interesting, what else?" The golden sugar man exclaimed in admiration, even with a tone of interest.

"Didn't I say it? You judged yourself, so of course you are covering up that you are a 'prisoner'!"

Integura's tone was still brisk, and even took two small jumps,

He came to the position directly opposite the brass-colored door, and stroked the huge table there with his hand——

"The judge cannot be resurrected, but the judge can make laws, judge sinners, and make punishments, so you made laws, judged yourself, and imprisoned yourself on this ship in the way of evil spirits, and This room is the prison where you are serving your sentence. If I am not mistaken, you should have sentenced yourself to a 'life sentence' and used the name of 'penalty' to keep yourself sane, and you should even set yourself up The conditions for 'commutation', and Prince Grove, is the 'performance of merit' you use to 'commute', right?"

"Very good, you are really smart. You are more like a discerner than a witch." The golden sugar man applauded without hesitation, but the voice was full of metallic symphony, but then he suddenly The conversation turned, and he said with a little doubt:

"However, since you really know, why don't you stop this idiot? Although you have been 'punished', you shouldn't even be able to stop him, right?"

"Stop? Why stop?" Integura asked in a very innocent tone, as innocent as a little girl was asking why she was fighting.

"Oh?"

The golden sugar man had obvious doubts about Integura's words, but Integura waved his hand indifferently and said:

"You want to be resurrected, and I also hope that you will be resurrected. The persuasion is a matter of cooperation along the way. He doesn't listen to the persuasion. I just saved the trouble of finding a hapless ghost to die."

"You resurrected me? Do you think I'll let you go?" The golden sugar man's tone became more and more surprised, but Integura shook his head and said:

"I don't think you'll spare anyone, but I want you to be resurrected."

"!

! "The MI9 members standing behind Integra were stunned, and it was hard to understand how a witch could be like a mad believer.

Not only MI9, the golden sugar man was also a little stunned at this time, but he seemed to have thought of something and said:

"You are my descendant?"

"Of course not." Integura shook her head, the smile on her face gradually broke away from the category of innocence, and the shadow of Dandan spread from her feet. She stared at the more delicate and real golden candy man. , said in a slightly solemn tone:

"After all, you have painstakingly set up three sets of structures. If you can't be resurrected, how can I take away the characteristics of the Hand of Order?"

"Hahaha...you know! You actually saw through this! No, no! You're definitely not a witch! Let me guess—Insighter? Occultist? Master of Prophecy? Or...Frenzy Mage?"

Aside from the fact that the color is still golden, the golden sugar man, who is no different from ordinary people, let out a numb laughter, but Integura smiled and shook his head:

"No, but, what's so hard to guess? Blood pool, Libra and you, blood pool is the power of the creator. On the one hand, it creates monsters as your 'anchor', and it also creates resurrected creatures for you. Body; Libra is undoubtedly a balancer, maintaining the order and rules of the ghost empire, and on the other hand, it is also the main trap of this room, a tool for you to 'make meritorious performance and strive for commutation'; then the problem comes, the hand of order Where is it? After thinking about it, it can only be this cage that has imprisoned an angel and evil spirit for thousands of years, right?"