Dylan remembered that he came to the place written in the letter at eleven o'clock tonight, the Heroic Spirit Monument in Rolle District.

He was there waiting for the sender to arrive.

Dylan knew that he was a little impulsive, and it was a dangerous act to arbitrarily believe the statement in a letter, but the word 'truth' on the letter still hit him.

At some point, he lost his memory and opened his eyes again. This is the scene.

"Mr. Dylan Jacques, good evening."

A low and steady voice sounded in Dylan's ear, and his slightly trembling body trembled even more violently. The person in front of him must be a Beyonder, and it's very strange!

Involuntarily swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he carefully said, "Good evening, this gentleman."

"Are you a little nervous?" Hei Wu slightly tilted his head slightly, as if he tilted his head to express his doubts.

"Yes, sir." Dylan didn't know what kind of expression he had - shouldn't I be nervous?

"Heh," he chuckled and said, "You came here in pursuit of the truth. Are you nervous in front of the truth?"

Dylan gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, tried to stand up from the chair and said, "No, sir, I'm not nervous, I want to know the truth."

"Um."

Aldrich moved his fingers a little, causing the black mist to swell a little, feeling that he could get to the point, so he said plainly:

"So, what do you want in exchange?"

Dylan looked at the moving black mist, pursed his dry lips, and suddenly felt that his movements were abrupt, he hurriedly sat down, and said, "I don't understand, sir."

"Equivalent exchange."

Dylan immediately said: "I have money, you can tell me the amount, and I am willing to exchange it for money."

Although Aldridge loves money, and used to do this scene to make money, that's not what he wants today.

"I'm curious," Aldridge said flatly. "As an ordinary person, what can you do when you know the truth."

"I just want to know the truth now!" Dylan got a little anxious, stood up from the chair again, and his voice rose.

"child."

Dylan heard this sigh in the black mist, and then there was a sharp pain in his leg, as if he had been hit by something. He involuntarily knelt on the ground and let out an 'ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

The voice said flatly, unaffected: "Politeness is the basis of communication."

Dylan trembled again, realizing that his situation was not talking to his friends, and he could shout at will.

Although it was a shame, he still endured the pain and said, "I'm sorry, sir, I... I just want to know how my parents died."

Aldridge stopped talking, just looked at him quietly.

Dylan reacted and hurriedly said, "I can exchange money, or something else, as long as I have..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and he realized how impulsive what he said!

Aldridge said indifferently: "I can give you a trading option."

Dylan swallowed and said, "You say it."

"I can let you step into the extraordinary and tell the truth about your parents' death."

Dylan's breathing became heavier, causing Aldridge's eyes to narrow under the dark fog. This was the benefit of asking some questions during hypnosis.

If Dylan replied at the time that he didn't want to step into the extraordinary, then there would be no trade talks after that. Aldridge was not a pure villain.

Dylan didn't speak. He was waiting for the other party's next sentence. The more seductive it sounded, the heavier the next words would be!

"You, and Miss Tina Jacques, exchanged 10 years of loyalty."

"No, sir! It's none of Tina's business!" Dylan yelled anxiously, his voice uncontrollably high again.

"Then, the transaction failed?" Aldridge shook his head slightly, and the black mist swayed, expressing his doubts again.

"No! No! Sir, I can exchange other things for my own loyalty, yes, 20 years, as long as there is no Tina!"

Dylan was close to being incoherent, even physically expressing it.

Aldridge knew that his goal had been achieved—Dylan had been led astray by his image, the atmosphere here, and the blow he received just now. He subconsciously believed that this transaction was mandatory and irrevocable, so he was chaotic. Throw out your trading chips.

Aldridge was right in calling him 'child'.

At the same time, he also planted a threatening seed in Dylan's mind, that is, he knew very well about Tina's existence. In fact, his purpose was to abduct both of them to his side... It did not mean to threaten .

But in Dylan's view, this is clearly not the case.

"20 years of loyalty, are you sure?" Aldridge asked flatly.

"Sure!"

"The deal is established." Aldridge breathed a sigh of relief when he said this.

"Sir, can you now..." Dylan gasped and asked cautiously.

"Do you know that sentence, Mr. Dylan?"

"What, which sentence?"

The black mist surged more violently, and a flat voice penetrated into Dylan's ears:

"Don't look directly at God."

Dylan shuddered, his thoughts were racing, and he said, "I know, sir."

"In the Great Forest of Gorrant, the ruins of the Mother Earth, your parents died by looking directly at God." Aldridge stated without emotion.

Aldrich is actually guessing, but he thinks the scene the spirits saw that day explains everything:

Those people knelt down on the ground, their eyes widened, inexplicably terrified, but with devotion.

They looked directly at the Ring of God from a close distance~lightnovelpub.net~How could it be… how could it be…”

Dylan whispered incredulously, he couldn't accept that his parents died because of the gods they believed in, even if their family were believers of the Mother Earth, he couldn't accept it!

"God is not wrong," Aldridge said flatly. "It's just the breeze that He brought up. Human beings are too fragile to bear."

Dylan was speechless, his eyes dull.

Aldridge knew that the most critical time was coming. He tried to control his tone and said, "Your parents shouldn't have been invited. That's not the level they can reach as ordinary people."

Dylan suddenly raised his head, and for the first time faced the man sitting firmly across from him, he understood the meaning of this sentence, and gritted his teeth: "Who is it?"

"The subtle influence caused by the game between the Church of the Mother Earth Goddess and the Body Devourer Sect." Aldridge no longer chuckled, but instead had a displeased tone. Here is his true feeling.

"The Church of the Mother Earth... The Body Devouring Sect..." Dylan's eyes trembled, and hatred was emerging in his heart little by little.

"This is the premise of our transaction today, Mr. Dylan."

Dylan looked at him, not understanding the meaning of this sentence.

"The Church of the Mother Earth, the Body Devouring Sect, is my enemy and yours."

Aldridge stood up slowly, looked at Dylan condescendingly, and said in an aria tone:

"Offer your loyalty, step into the extraordinary, and let them know our hatred."

Dylan's eyes trembled more and more, but a fire started to burn in his heart!

Aldrich walked up to him, put his hand on Dylan's head lightly, and said:

"I will be your 'mentor', and we will walk side by side."

Dylan's eyes gradually firmed.

"Yes, teacher!"