Save the world starting from the Lord of Mysteries

Bernadette's brows were furrowed, like a cloud of smoke that could not be released, which made people's hearts break.

Fortunately, Chen Dao didn't see it, otherwise with his LSP character, he would definitely be unable to walk.

"Why just get the bookmark?"

Bernadette was very confused.

According to common sense, among the objects left by his father Russell Gustave, only the design drawings are of some value. In comparison, what is the use of a bookmark?

How much is it worth?

Is it necessary to dispatch the existence of this sequence?

"That aura should be Bernadette."

Chen Dao ran for five miles in one breath, then stopped and took a breath.

According to the plan, he came out of the underground and briefly lifted the protection of the "strange fog".

"Huh!"

The next second, Bernadette once again sensed the familiar aura exuding from the "bookmark" and was surprised.

Without hesitation, she followed this familiar aura, almost like a flash, and each step was a hundred meters away, moving quickly towards Chen Dao.

"coming!"

Although Chen Dao's mental power is not as strong as Bernadette's, he can still sense her arrival from a distance.

He didn't dare to meet Bernadette near the Kingdom Museum. If he failed, Susie's identity would be gone, and now he couldn't bear to give it up.

Continue the planned plan, activate "Escape", and run towards the Aurora Society's stronghold.

"A dog? A supernatural creature?"

Bernadette saw Chen Dao holding the Blasphemy Card from a distance and was stunned for a moment.

She never expected that she would be fooled around by a sequence nine dog.

What does it want to do?

Where is it preparing to lead itself?

Perhaps because the skilled man was bold, but also a little angry, Bernadette continued to chase after her.

In this way, the two of them walked one behind the other until they finally arrived at the entrance of the Truth Society at the end of Iris Street.

If Chen Dao hadn't read the original text and gone through several verifications, who would have thought that the Truth Society, which is so serious on the surface and has a good reputation in the academic world, is actually the largest stronghold of the Aurora Society in Backlund.

At this time, the whole street was quiet, except for a few dim lights in the academy building.

Chen Dao stopped, turned around and looked at Bernadette who was following him, and said first, "Huang Beibei!"

"..."

Bernadette's eyes flashed and she looked at Chen steadily and said, "Are you calling me?"

"Yes!" Chen Dao affirmed.

"But my surname is not Huang..."

As soon as the words fell, Bernadette's heart seemed to be pricked by something, and she felt inexplicably sad. Along with it, the anger caused by Chen Dao's teasing just now also faded away.

In a daze, a friendly but unfamiliar face appeared in her mind. Upon closer inspection, it was her father Russell Gustave, but at the same time it was not him, a "him" she had never seen before.

"Okay, Bernadette."

Chen Dao finished reciting in the ancient Fusac language, and while nervously watching the changes in the cards, he secretly prepared to divert trouble to the east.

"Let's get down to business. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Wang Dong. I'm an 'old friend' with your father."

"You, dad's 'old friend'?"

Bernadette's face darkened.

The look on her face showed the seriousness of the problem.

At this moment, she was very angry, very angry, and wanted to kill someone!

"do not be angry."

Chen Dao shrugged and pointed to the blasphemy card on the ground, "Do you know what this bookmark is?"

"I do not want to know!"

Bernadette said without any emotion, "Now I just want to arrest you and torture you."

"As expected of the emperor's daughter. This temper, tsk tsk!" Chen Dao complained while nervously staring at the cards on the ground.

"Um?"

Just as Bernadette was about to take action, she saw that the "bookmark" that was lying quietly on the ground suddenly moved, and then formed an invisible vortex, which frantically began to absorb Chen Dao's mental power.

For Extraordinaries below Sequence 8, this kind of absorption consumes a lot of mental power. However, for Chen Dao, a perverted existence with three personalities and three shared mental power, this consumption is nothing at all.

"It's done!"

Chen Dao didn't have time to appreciate the content on the Black Emperor's card that revealed his true face, so he hurriedly picked up the card and silently recited the message.

On the other side, in the Zhetian World, Wang Dong was being squeezed by Wu Wu's gravity. To be honest, Wu Wu's technique was quite professional.

While enjoying Wu Wu's attentive service, a heavy playing card suddenly appeared in his hand, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"..."

Wow, in an instant, Wang Dong's face turned black. He gritted his teeth and said: "Chen Dao, when you are sending something, can you tell me in advance?"

"grass!"

When Chen Dao heard the sound, he subconsciously switched his perspective, and his eyes suddenly stung.

At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind, that was the supreme spirit of all heavens and worlds, and he could not look directly at it.

When everything calmed down, he finally saw Wang Dong's situation clearly, and his face also darkened.

It is said that people are more likely to die than others, and now personality is more likely to die than personality.

Sure enough, there is no harm if there is no comparison.

Wu Wu looked at the cards in Wang Shou's hand, stopped and asked in confusion: "My dear, what are you doing with the cards?"

"It's nothing." Wang Dong said perfunctorily and urged: "Keep pressing, don't stop."

"Oh!" Wu Wu continued to massage.

"Card of Blasphemy!"

When Bernadette reacted, she saw that the "bookmark" that had just revealed its true appearance disappeared again, and she felt a surge of anger in her heart for no reason.

She stared at Chen Dao, "Tell me, who are you? How do you know this bookmark is a blasphemy card?"

After a pause, she thought that Chen Dao actually pronounced his name in the ancient Fusak language, and was very curious.

"Also, how do you know that the spell that opens this card of blasphemy is my name?"

Withdrawing his gaze, Chen Dao asked tentatively: "I said your father told me this, do you believe it?"

"..."

Bernadette took a deep breath, "Okay, even if what you said is true, what does this have to do with me catching you and torturing you?"

"I go!"

Chen Dao was irritated and stopped trying to sell things off, "Don't you want to save your father?

You should have heard about the Black Emperor’s Godhood Ceremony. At that time, only eight of the nine tombs were destroyed, and one was never found..."

"you……"

Bernadette stopped and asked solemnly: "Do you know that my father is still alive?"

"so close!"

Chen Dao secretly breathed a sigh of relief and noticed that there were three very powerful auras running towards them in the Truth Society building, and reminded them: "Let's go, let's change places and continue chatting."

As soon as he finished speaking, he worked hard and ran all the way, aiming for the Backlund Bridge.

"Hmph, I want to see what kind of trick you are playing?"

Bernadette noticed that the people of the Aurora Society did not have a good look towards Chen Dao. Although she was very angry, when she thought of her father, Emperor Russell, what if this "Wang Dong" could really save her father?

Thinking of this, she glared at Chen Dao hatefully, and with a wave of her hand, wiped away all the remaining aura of the blasphemous card. After it was done, he chased after him.

As soon as the two left, they saw three men wearing brown robes, hoods, and white hard-shell masks coming to the place where Chen Dao and Bernadette had been, and looked at them carefully.

Mr. A, who was the leader, made several inquiries and asked puzzledly: "Did I sense it wrong?"

"You can't be wrong!" The slightly shorter man on the left affirmed: "That was definitely the Black Emperor Path, the aura exuded by high-level extraordinary characteristics."

"That's right. After all, the law of aggregation of extraordinary characteristics will not lie to me." Mr. A nodded.

"It's a pity that the remaining breath has been wiped clean. Unless my lord is asked to take action, I'm afraid we won't be able to find any clues." Standing on the right, a man with an old voice interrupted their thoughts.

Mr. A: "..."

Short man: "..."