"This seems to be..."

　　 Hathaway said uncertainly.

　　 "Yes, it is the sword, the sword of the believer of lies...Yes, our friend Mr. Candle has always been a believer of lies, I think you wouldn't mind this?"

　　 Miss Magic asked them.

　　 Mr. White Cat shook his head and said he didn't mind. Mr. Black Cat is his friend. The two had some communication in the correspondence. He vaguely guessed the identity of Mr. Candle.

　　 As for Hathaway's face hidden behind the mask, she showed a pensive expression. In the twin devil incident, because she fell into a coma, Jenkins, who solved the twin devil, pushed everything to the black-robed man who liked to collect tricks at the time. At that time, Hathaway knew about Jenkins’s black-robed man’s friend , Even thought that his real leader was the black robe man.

　　 And now, Mr. Candle is also a believer in lies, and Jenkins has an unclear relationship with those people... She is lost in thought.

　　The white light flashed across the tabletop, although the full force could not be used to prevent accidents later. However, in such an open field, the sword light that swept across still swept away most of the monsters. This sword seemed to be extraordinarily restraining the spirit body and the corpse.

　　 "I once guessed that the sword possessed by the lie believer may be related to the skeleton sword. Although the similarity between the two in appearance is very low, this rumor is spread from the church and has a very high credibility."

　　 Mr. Hood said.

　　 "If we speculate about Mr. Candle's secret now, will he be upset?"

　　 Mr. White Cat asked with some concern.

　　 "He is not such a stingy person, of course, we will not tell him this conversation."

　　 Miss Magic shrugged her shoulders, and then asked Mr. Xiang Corpse:

"Although I don't know how the appearance of Mr. Candle will affect your plan. But since the story continues, please continue to explain it. We are very interested in everything we saw from the perspective of an explorer. "

　　 Jenkins has been annoyed by the monsters that surround him, the spirit body is okay, but the corpse spliced ​​monsters with entities not only look disgusting, but also have a strong ability to regenerate.

　　 As long as they are not killed by a single blow, their wounds can flow out black grease, automatically repair the wounds on the body, and then quickly enter the battle.

　　 Jenkins can only wield his sword tirelessly, because the sword light consumes a lot of energy, he can only use physical attacks with physical strength. In fact, he still has a better way. The newly acquired cane is definitely the best weapon to deal with this kind of monster.

But he also knows that there is a group of people looking at him from a strange angle, so he can’t use a weapon that reveals his identity—Jenkins Williams just acquired a powerful cane, and believers of lies immediately I took out one. Although people in this world believe in fate, most of them don't believe in coincidence.

　　 Compared to coming here with the professor for a gathering, Jenkins had more bad feelings when entering the hospital this time. Although on the way to here from the closet at home, he had already felt the depression and strangeness in the heavy rain and aftershocks in downtown Nolan, but those were not worth mentioning compared to the atmosphere in the hospital.

　　 is not only a strong sense of being peeped, but a stronger feeling, something ancient and mysterious is awakening. This feeling is a bit like taking a cruise ship passing over the deep sea trench, but not knowing that the huge and ancient old crazy **** in the trench is awakening and peeping.

Chapter 1347 Chapter 1324 The Hospital Reunion (8/11)

　　 Thinking of the ancient race mentioned by the Protoss just now, Jenkins knew in his heart that there was still a tough battle to be fought. It took him some time to wipe out all the corpse monsters and spirits that surrounded him. When the head of the last woman who jumped and chopped the corpse centipede into two halves, he also panted tiredly.

　　 "Okay, then..."

　　 rested for a while. He walked toward the hospital according to his memory and speculation. The dilapidated path was almost covered by weeds and dead leaves, and his boots made a strange sound when he stepped on the ground. This sound can be heard far away in the white fog of the hospital, but the same sound can be detected by Jenkins from far away.

　　 He then swung his sword into the mist on the right side, feeling something soft and slippery. Then I noticed that in the area pierced by the sword, the thickness of the fog was obviously different from the surroundings. Only then did I realize that someone was using the ability of [Atomization].

　　 "Indeed, in this environment, [Atomization] is indeed the best assassination ability."

　　 Jenkins carefully observed the surroundings. Although the mist was spreading a few feet around him, he still couldn't care less.

　　 stood still and did not continue walking, waiting vigilantly for the next attack. Holding his breath, he turned around suddenly, and the turning motion drove his arm to swing, so that the Bone Sacred Sword smashed down forcefully, just splitting the cloud of fog behind him.

　　 faintly heard the man's screams, then the white mist turned into blood mist and then quickly dissipated. A few seconds later, a squatting man appeared 20 feet away, squatting over his left shoulder, where blood was already flowing.

　　 "Impossible, how could you see me?"

　　 He wailed and asked, because of the severe pain, the short brown hair curled up in front of his forehead had all been pressed against the scalp because of sweat.

"As far as my eyes are concerned, as long as you are still in the material world, I can see you. Give you a chance to immortalize you and tell me that the Scent Appreciation Committee, in the kind of banned tobacco, What role did it achieve?"

　　 "How do you know that I am... Kill me, I won't tell you these secrets."

　　 "Let me change the question. You have just admitted that you are a member of the Fragrance Appreciation Committee, so are you a believer in [Hovering Mist]?"

　　 "Why should I tell you this? Kill me."

　　 The injured man said loudly.

"So you really are not a believer in [Hovering Mist]. It seems that you are right. This time the tobacco incident should be planned by some fallen believers and other outsiders. As my friend Zeng Jin said, anything It is inevitable that there will be several scum in the sect..."

　　 This is what Miss Magic used to describe a mad poet.

　　 "The last question, why did you and your companions come to this hospital today? Isn't it really to ask Mr. Corpse for help?"

　　 Jenkins asked again, but the other party stopped talking. Then he frowned and walked over and found that he was dead. Jenkins guessed that he took a special poison to kill himself, otherwise there is no reason to die so quickly.

　　 "What a cruel man."

　　 He muttered, trying to find some other clues on the corpse. But this man has nothing on his body, his pockets are empty, he doesn't even have a coin. This proves on the one hand that the letter that the explorers found on the roof of the main building is likely to be false, and there is no reason to carry important documents with him in carrying out such an action, especially since there is nothing on his companions.

　　 "What are they looking for Mr. Corpse for? They have fancy the white mist here?"

　　The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this conjecture was very reasonable, so he connected the white mist, tobacco and the doomsday disaster he guessed, but this line of thinking was a bit too jumpy, and it was just a conjecture at present.

　　 In addition to these gifters, Jenkins also knew that there was a ghoul who had just been injured in the hospital. But the ghoul hid and refused to come out. Jenkins didn't have the time to find him. He glanced back at the thick black clouds over the distant city, and he walked quickly towards the location of the explorers.

A group of four people have been wandering around and in a daze ever since they left the collapsed building. Jenkins ran along the path and when he turned around and saw them, what he saw was not four big living people, but four bodies. Glowing blue, the body is somewhat transparent.

　　 can barely judge the details of the face by the strength of the light, so Jenkins recognized his cat and Britney at a glance.

"The explorers finally met the intruder in the hospital. He was observing the explorers at close range, and the explorers were also observing him at close range. Suddenly, an inexplicable cold flooded into the explorers’ senses. Fear and anxiety filled their hearts. Please throw [Inspiration] and [Spirit] to judge what will happen next."

　　 said Mr. Corpse who hadn't spoken for a long time.

　　 Four people threw the dice in turn. Among them, only the sailor's [Inspiration] passed, but the [Spirit] did not pass.

"Through his own eyes and spirit, the sailor realized that the creature standing in front of everyone at this time was not just a person. He vaguely felt that he had touched the part of a huge iceberg above the surface of the sea. In the details, I suddenly realized that I was peeping into the most terrifying abyss, and the sailors were crazy..."

　　 Mr. Corpse stopped his words abruptly, and was silent for three seconds before changing his words:

"Strangers said to the explorers [I am a good person, I am here to help you], the explorers fully trusted the words of the stranger, and thus got a great sense of spiritual pleasure. From now on, the stranger joins Team, every time a stranger takes an action, it is deemed that you have started an action round."

　　 "Mr. Candle is really not easy, he easily convinced the explorers, he deserves to be a believer of lies."

　　 Mr. White Cat couldn't help but praise.

　　 "Maybe he can be your friend because of his lies."

　　 Mr. Corpse said suddenly, but Mr. White Cat snorted and ignored him.

　　 "Mr. Corpse, your conspiracy is about to be exposed. At this time, even if it is to provoke our relationship, it is useless."

　　 Miss Magic couldn't help but said.

　　 "My conspiracy will be exposed?"

　　 Mr. Corpse asked unhurriedly. In the context of this conversation, his slow tone was very annoying.

　　 "Are you still reluctant to admit that all the unusual things that happen in the hospital are you behind your back?"

　　 Hathaway also accused, but Mr. Corpse did not show any emotions because of these words, he really looked like a corpse.

Section 1348 Chapter 1325 The truth about Mr. Corpse (9/10)

"Yes, everything that happened today, including the story selection that used my power to influence [Story in the Story], was all I was planning. But the moment you stepped into the hospital, I was destined to succeed. Even if Mr. Candle ends the story early and enters the hospital with his real body, he cannot change all of this."

　　 Mr. Corpse said so.

　　 "Believers of lies can often surprise people. If you speak this way, you will soon regret it. In the past six months, few losers have said sentences like you."

　　 Mr. Hood couldn't help but sarcasm.

　　 "Unless a **** descends or a miracle occurs, there will be no second ending to this story. You will never guess who your enemy is, that is beyond your imagination."

In the ruins of the hospital, after seeing the four explorers, Jenkins was taken aback by their appearance, but according to the original plan, he directly used the power of lies to gain the trust of the four, and therefore gained important from them. The props, that is, the letter and bones found in the underground morgue.

　　 He checked the letter and burned it at will. The bones were thrown directly on the ruins of the collapsed building, and he asked the explorers not to touch it again. Then, instead of worrying about what the four explorers were doing, they walked up the ruins to the top of the morgue in memory. The flames flowed from his cuffs to the ground, and the fire dripping on the ground sputtered little sparks.

　　 The flame is burning the wreckage of the building. Although the speed is extremely slow, it is feasible. At the same time, Jenkins also swung his sword to split the walls and stones that blocked the underground entrance. It took nearly half an hour before he returned to the underground morgue again.

　　 Mr. Corpse really concealed something. Although the stairs leading to here collapsed, there was nothing in the morgue. The earthquake did not cause any damage here, and even the wall was not peeled off. The three actions he mentioned just now took turns to flee, basically to drive a group of people away from here.

　　 "Mr. Corpse, as the teller of the story, can conceal some details. For example, the building really collapsed, but it is not mentioned whether the morgue will also be like this, but he should not be able to control the direction of the story at will..."

　　 While thinking, he looked at the morgues, and then quickly retreated to the wall facing the morgue. The black twin demons behind him laughed wildly and rushed to the morgue.

After a loud bang, the morgue was intact, and Jenkins was lost in thought.

　　 "Mr. Candle seems to be right. These morgues are the most important thing."

　　The players who watched all this around the tabletop started the discussion again. Although they did not control the explorers into the underground for safety, they could still see the actions of Mr. Candle in the set.

　　 There was loud thunder outside the window. The earthquake just now sent people nearby to the street, lest the aftershocks would be more intense, so through the window, all four of you could see the chaos outside. During the heavy rain, most people on the crowded streets did not have umbrellas, but no one dared to hide under the eaves of the shops along the street.

　　 From common sense, it is rare to get fog when it rains, but now the fog is scattered in the city like this. It was a thin white mist that made people feel that the world was unreal, and everything outside the window had a sense of illusion.

　　 Jenkins saw all this in the city when he came, so he knew he had to hurry up and do something.

　　 It was useless to see the twin demons. He stared at the cabinet in front of him for a while, and then, believing in the luck of [Destiny Stage], directly opened the third cabinet closest to the left, counting from bottom to top.

　　 哐哐~ The cabinet was completely opened with the loud noise, and the inside was also empty, but the inner wall was covered with straight lines connected by raised red dots, which reminded Jenkins of the circuit diagram.

　　 "This is a Sineng device!"

　　Miss Magic at the table suddenly yelled.

　　 "Sorry, what do you say this is?"

　　 asked Mr. White Cat.

"This is a psychic device, haven't you heard of it? In order to obtain the body of a small race, the ancient giant race invented a peculiar device for spiritual manipulation and spiritual replacement. This is the oldest extraordinary technique in existence, and it is proof This is the iron proof of the dazzling civilization of the ancient times. Oh, don’t you usually read books? Why don’t you even know this."

　　 "So what does this appear here?"

　　 Obviously, Mr. Hood had never heard of this thing either.

"The inscribed Sineng lines are used to directly control the spirit. I remember now that the ones Mr. Writer found before leaving the hospital are the inscribed Sineng lines; the red Sineng lines drawn directly with special ink, It is a device to replace the spirit. The former explains that in the cabinet found before Mr. Candle leaves, there should be a body that is controlled by the thinking device for many years; the latter shows that this morgue is used by the black hands behind the scenes to replace The laboratory of the body!"

　　 "The morgue is a laboratory? So, Mr. Demigod Corpse is the owner of the laboratory?"

　　 Hathaway guessed that the person they were talking about was sitting next to her.

　　 "No, Mr. Corpse is not the owner here."

Mr. Corpse's tone was still plain, but there was a frightening feeling. He looked at Hathaway with plain eyes. The latter subconsciously wanted to lean back, but she couldn't do it because of the back of the chair. :

　　 "Mr. Corpse, it's the man who was manipulated."

　　 "Mr. Corpse, it's the man who is being manipulated...who actually cultivated the corpse into a demigod and then manipulated it..."

　　 Jenkins in the underground morgue also came to this conclusion, after all, Alexia did not know less about this psychic device than Miss Magic. Now that the control device for the intaglio pattern and the replacement device for the red ink have been found at the same time, it means that what is here is the complete set of energy devices.

　　 The core of this device is the real user who controls multiple bodies, and the rest are just external modules. Only those powerful races that lived in the ancient mythical era can use this device. Aleksiya admits that humans and small humanoid creatures do not have the possibility of using this set of things.

　　 "The two most important functions of the Sineng device are placed here in the morgue, which shows that it is not far away from the manipulator behind the scenes. The entrance to the mine is here!"

　　 He squinted his eyes and thought for a while, feeling that the ground was shaking again, which was still the aftershock of the earthquake. The upward passage that had just been cleared seemed to collapse again, but Jenkins didn't care.

　　 He looked at the nearly three-digit morgue in front of him, considered for a while and picked one again randomly.

Chapter 1349 Chapter 1326 The Cat Entering the Door (10/11)

　　 reached out and grasped the cold iron handle and pulled out, but did not pull the cabinet. Jenkins was overjoyed, knowing that he was lucky this time, so he tried to open it destructively again, but before that, a cabinet at the top left of his head popped out automatically.

　　 Jenkins stepped back two steps and then looked up. From the opened morgue, he sat up with a man, an ordinary person.

　　 "Are you really sure you want to find the truth here?"

　　 the man asked, the corpse spots on his body were more obvious than those on Mr. Corpse.

　　 "I just want to save this city."

　　 Jenkins answered so seriously.

　　 "Sometimes the necessary sacrifice is acceptable. Once you really discover the truth behind it, what you will face will be a disaster that is more unacceptable than the destruction of a city."

　　 said the body.

　　 "Since you choose to talk to me at this point in time, it means that you are in a guilty conscience. I am very curious now, what is your state in the mine?"

　　 "If you really don't listen to advice, then please be prepared to cry. Everyone must be responsible for their choices."