Mystery: Paradox Path

"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 by the way.

"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.

If you want 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 white enough.

As a newcomer to the Beyonder world, Ms. 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, and 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 the process because he knows that these readers will be 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..."

The whispers of white horses and non-horses 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 heart, 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 hermit's Beyonder characteristic 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.

After a little thought, he activated the ability of the hermit.

I have to say that this legacy from the "former Mr. V" is really useful. In addition to 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 still the all-round kind.

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

"Llanvus?"

...

Lan Erwusi felt that he was very unlucky. He clearly just wanted to make a big news, but he didn't expect to be overshadowed 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 god wanted to do.

Fortunately, he is only a Sequence Eight Extraordinary, and his strength is limited. In order not to kill him directly, the power of the true creator is not too much, and he is a "swindler" after all. He exerted extraordinary abilities such as charm and misleading thinking, and he managed to maintain a certain sanity. Instead of obeying the will of the true creator, he hid in the East District, the Factory District or the Dock District, but hid in Backlund, where the rhythm of life was the slowest. The southern area of ​​the bridge, away from those negative emotions that can catalyze the coming of the true creator.

But after hiding for so many days, he was still discovered. He didn'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, the woman's frequent exchanges attracted the attention of the outside world, and even attracted the elite team of the punisher, 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 live here for a while, remember to keep it 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."