traitor?!
Goethe was startled, and then he narrowed his eyes.
The descendants of the 'Mad King' betrayed the 'Mad King'!
Backstab him at the critical moment, causing the Mad King to fail?
Goethe began to associate.
And in the scene before him, the 'Mad King' continued to talk to himself.
"Their betrayal, while justified, is inexcusable."
"So, if you choose to kill your own family..."
"I will give an unexpected legacy!"
Goethe narrowed his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
Parricide?!
An unexpected legacy?!
this……
It's like a witch's gratitude!
The familiar content reminded Goethe, who was already alert, of the words of the Mad King: "My descendants, you can see these pictures, which is enough to prove that those guys did not discover, or did not find the thing I left behind, or were discouraged by the opening credits."
Was this not discovered or discouraged?
No way!
Should have discovered it!
And secretly tampered with some key information points!
Goethe had some guesses in his mind.
Following such speculation, the gloomy face of the 'Mad King' sitting on the throne began to distort.
It was not the character's face that was distorted, but the entire picture. It was as if a 1080 high-definition video suddenly became distorted, and it was also stuck and made a harsh buzzing sound.
Although it only took a moment to recover, Goethe's vigilance had been raised to the extreme.
Everything is back to normal.
The 'Mad King' still sat on the throne, his face already gloomy.
But the look was different.
That is a kind of...
Look around!
That's right , the 'Mad King' in the image is looking at Goethe.
Suddenly, Goethe was horrified.
At this moment, he seemed to be facing no longer a left-over image, but a living person.
Thunder and flames began to gather.
The 'Mad King' adjusted his sitting position.
He changed from leaning forward with his elbows on his knees to leaning on the throne. He looked down at Goethe and said softly, "He was discovered? That guy with a cloudy white brain actually has one or two good descendants. It's really beyond my expectation."
"But even if they find out, what will happen?"
"Your fate has already been determined."
The other party said, chuckling.
Goethe moved his feet imperceptibly, and when he found that the other party's eyes were still on the same place as before, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Because he discovered that the other party was still an influence, not a living person.
Simply put, his guess just now should have touched upon some kind of 'mechanism' here, causing the other party to 'appear' - the guy who arranged this scene used an extremely clever angle to make him think that the other party was alive.
Or rather...
As long as he subconsciously launches an attack, the opponent may survive.
With the help of the surge in mysterious knowledge, Goethe looked at the opponent 's throne.
It looked like an artifact throne with intricate patterns on it . At first glance, it looked like a decoration of the throne, but a closer look revealed that each one was extremely special.
Some of them were already there.
Some others?
It was added later.
When Goethe noticed this, he made a quick judgment based on his extraordinary level of knowledge.
And they appear here?
It's protection!
It's a trap!
Protection, this layer was arranged by the 'Mad King', he hopes to protect the crystal and his descendants.
trap?
The enemies of the Mad King made a minor adjustment after discovering the crystal.
This fine-tuning has only one effect: it relieves the Mad King from protecting his descendants. Anyone who launches an attack here will have to face the Mad King's counterattack.
"The descendants died at the hands of their ancestors?"
"Witches?"
"still……"
"Other enemies of the 'Mad King'?"
Goethe thought silently in his heart, his eyes fixed on the 'Mad King' at this moment.
Although he had made a rough judgment, Goethe could not guarantee that this judgment was completely correct, so he became more cautious.
It turns out that such caution is necessary.
The adjusted image stayed there.
It's as if everything is forbidden.
It took a full three seconds before the other person laughed again.
“Very clever.”
"But, it's no use."
Having said this, the other party raised his hand and pointed.
It was still pointing at the place where Goethe had originally stood, but a tingling sensation rose from Goethe's body - a bit like a dagger stabbing into the lower abdomen, a constant stirring pain.
Goethe immediately snorted.
Does it hurt?
pain!
However, compared to the pain he had endured before, this pain was nothing.
He didn't even need to use his own 'mind transfer' method to endure it.
However, what concerned Goethe was that the skill began to flash continuously.
Curse of blood?
Goethe guessed.
The image on the opposite side continued to speak in that nonchalant tone.
"Do you know what kind of power this is?"
"curse."
"Because of your foolish ancestor, you are all suffering from this curse, and every one of his descendants will die a miserable death."
The calmer the tone, the colder the voice.
Goethe watched this scene calmly.
The flashing did not stop.
pain?
It's not weakening, but he's getting used to it quickly.
"Is there some Mad King blood remaining in the body?"
"Is it because of the original 'Goethe'?"
"Is this the reason for the changes in my body and face?"
Goethe was guessing.
The image on the other side spoke again.
"Want to get rid of this pain?"
"Sign this contract!"
"As long as you sign this contract, you will be free from pain and gain power."
The image raised its hand, and a contract appeared in front of where Goethe had been standing.
Goethe turned slightly to look.
There was disdain in his eyes.
Indenture.
To be specific, it is a contract of sale filled with all kinds of word games.
He would have to be crazy to sign it.
At the same time, the pain in his body intensified.
It was probably like two daggers constantly piercing his body. It was obvious that the opponent was playing tricks on him - he hoped to use pain to make him surrender.
Unfortunately, such pain was too mild for Goethe.
After getting used to it, Goethe was even able to think more calmly under such pain.
For example……
When will the immediate impact end?
"You still haven't signed yet?"
"Then you can die."
"I will wait for the next person who agrees to sign the contract."
The other party said this and pointed again.
The pain intensified again.
This time, the pain was about to reach the point where Goethe needed to use the "mind transfer" technique.
But it's only close.
Goethe looked at the image.
The output of this kind of power obviously had a very significant impact on the opponent, and the sense of distortion of the entire picture appeared again.
When it reaches a certain extreme, the image begins to break.
The crystal in Goethe's hand was also shattered.
But as the crystal shattered, a note fell into Goethe's hands -
Um?
Goethe was stunned and unfolded the note.
Written on it in extremely sloppy handwriting was the following: I have placed the map of the ruins of Dur in the secret realm of the Fabol royal family. It is called 'Expedition'.
"The Mad King's back-up plan?"
"Could it be that this guy had a premonition that his crystal would be found by the 'enemy', and then used this as a 'trial' to select his own descendants with the help of the enemy?"
"But isn't this too risky?"
"What if all his descendants succumb?"
Goethe thought about it and finally shook his head.
He couldn't fathom the thoughts of a madman.
Perhaps in the Mad King's view, if all his descendants surrendered, then he might as well destroy them all.
Of course, it is also possible that this is also a trap set by the 'enemy'.
If that's the case, it would be terrible.
Because it's not just that the other party is insidious.
Also because, this means that the legacy left by the 'Mad King' is no longer in existence.
call!
Goethe pondered, and flames ignited in his hands.
The flames quickly devoured the note.
As the note turned to ashes, Goethe's figure also disappeared.
The time for his stay was up.
Ann was waiting outside.
A few hours later, An pushed open the door of the warehouse and looked at the empty warehouse, sighing silently.
She knew that Goethe had just said goodbye to her.
But she still held out a glimmer of hope.
What if Goethe were still alive?
But now?
"Selfish man, you must come back soon, otherwise... I will post the video of you dancing for me online."
As An said this, his eyes swept towards the box beside him.
The box was placed differently from the surrounding ones.
An walked over immediately.
"?"
"If you can, and it doesn't threaten your own safety, help me complete it as much as possible - is this important to you?"
"Understood."
An muttered to himself as he packed up all the secret knowledge here and took it away.
She did not forget Goethe's instructions.
At the same time, for safety reasons, An spent two months memorizing all the knowledge, especially the notebook given by Goethe, which An could recite by heart.
As for forgetting?
Impossible.
An's fluent recitation is a fact, not an adjective.
After doing all this, An prepared to take a long vacation.
She was going to the Eastern Federation.
She wanted to complete Goethe.
"The situation is not very good right now. I don't recommend you to go to the Eastern Federation alone. The situation there is worse than ours. Although some people have copied Goethe's amulet, the effect is not good. After all, those people can't reach Goethe's talent."
Auston persuaded Ann.
After Goethe's departure, Auston was once again forced to take over the 'Western Federal Bureau of Anomalous Affairs Investigation'.
As for the director appointed by those big shots in 'Ancheng'?
Very unfortunate.
There was an 'accident' on the road.
An inexplicable "ghost" caused the death of the other party and most of the convoy was also killed or injured. The people who escaped relayed such facts - proving that it was not Austin who did it.
But there were still some bad news coming from Ancheng.
Austin knew this very well.
So, he is thinking of a solution.
Therefore, he needs manpower.
Someone like An is what he needs.
It's not An's strength, but An's identity - the special relationship between An and Goethe is enough to make the bigwigs in "Ancheng" fearful and dare not act rashly.
"Didn't they have a backup plan?"
An asked.
In the past two months, Ann has stayed indoors most of the time, but Xiusta still keeps telling her the news - the extent of his gossip makes Ann wonder if Xiusta has entered menopause early.
There is also Jialifa, a female forensic doctor who was also recruited into the Western Federal Bureau of Anomalous Affairs Investigation and is also an important source of channels for An.
Of course, the most reliable one is old Jerry.
Old Jerry, who has become the chief of the Star City Police Department, fully cooperates with the work of the 'Western Federal Bureau of Investigation' and the 'Western Federal Bureau of Anomalous Affairs', while not forgetting to tell Ann all the secret information.
Therefore, Ann knew quite a few secret things .
“Yes.”
"But these guys' backup plan is not so peaceful."
“They want to make sure they are safe.”
"The crisis in 'Far City' was used as bait by them."
"It was just destroyed by Goethe."
"so……"
"They chose Star City."
Auston sighed.
Auston was not surprised that Ann knew some secret information.
He even condoned Old Jerry's actions.
But the key is small, and Auston believes that Ann doesn't know.
"Star City?"
"What are they going to do?"
An Yi frowned.
"have no idea!"
Auston shook his head.
He really doesn't know.
That's why he became more and more uneasy, because he knew the style of those big shots.
Faced with Austin's persuasion, An Yuanxing's plan was temporarily put on hold.
She also doesn't want anything to happen to Star City.
What caught everyone off guard was that the accident in 'Star City' still happened.
An arm wrapped in bandages was brought into Star City by a mechanical soldier late at night. According to the agreed instructions, the bandages on the arm were untied.
The shriveled arms had long lost moisture.
But the remaining parts still have an inexplicable brilliance.
"The arms of the eldest son of 'Prophet George'..."
“That’s enough!”
A certain voice sounded from within the mechanical soldier's body.
In fact, this is true.
When the bandage was untied, the "evil spirits" in Star City, its surrounding areas, and even in cities further away were immediately attracted, and they surged towards Star City like a wave.
At the same time, more mechanical soldiers appeared in "Distant City", "High City", "Short City", "Seaside", "Heavy Forest" and "Ye City".
Without exception, they all carried some part of the body of the Prophet George's eldest son.
Without exception, the gloomy forces turned violent.
After finding out that the 'ghost' was being attracted to other cities, the bigwigs in Ancheng all breathed a sigh of relief.
"The first step of the plan was successful."
"Now……"
"Everyone board the 'Ark'!"
A certain leading figure gave the order.
Immediately, all the important figures and their families in Ancheng rushed to the rocket launch base.
A moment later, one rocket after another took off into the sky and headed towards their destination: the moon.
Since the ground is not habitable.
Then they go to heaven.
The big shot who proposed this plan was arrogant and conceited.
But it got the consent of all the bigwigs.
Because they are equally arrogant and conceited.
Looking at the ground getting smaller and smaller and feeling the gradually stable space inside the cabin, these bigwigs unbuckled their seat belts and walked into the inner hall of the spacecraft. They picked up the wine glasses that they had prepared long ago to celebrate.
As they chatted with each other, their faces were all smiles.
They all looked towards their destination.
Then, they all saw the 'twinkle of the moon'.
All the big shots were stunned.
They stared with eyes wide open, looking at it carefully.
This time they saw it clearly.
The 'moon' is indeed twinkling.
Or to be more precise...
Blinking.
That moon!
It's actually an eye!
A huge eye!
It looked at them approaching and blinked.
Then, all the bigwigs on the spaceship spontaneously combusted without fire.
All living creatures were baptized by flames.
Roaring and wailing.
Finally, everything comes back.
The spacecraft landed on the moon as instructed.
The moon at this moment has become the moon that people conventionally understand.
The detectors began to move out.
The robot started working.
Everything was in order and proceeding as the adults had planned.
Just without the big shots.
But there are still some living creatures.
A kitten that should have died but didn't died got out of the pet cage. The yellow and white kitten squatted in the cabin, looking through the window at the desolate moon surface, then looked at its 'home' in the distance of the starry sky, gently wagging its tail, and after shaking its ears, it made a puzzled sound -
"Meow?"