On the contrary, his voice was very dignified, but it was intermittent, and it seemed that the signal was not very good.
Beside her, Bernadette's eyes suddenly turned red, and she couldn't help but take a step forward.
Jon pressed his hand to signal the other party to be calm.
In the blink of an eye, he inserted a few more transparent filaments into the card of blasphemy.
This time, the signal finally got better.
"Hey, hey, hey, can you hear me?" Jon held up the 'Black Emperor' sign and shouted several times in succession.
Russell, who was on the opposite side, was even more confused and said in a deep voice: "Who are you? How can you contact me?"
Jon didn't answer, but pulled Bernadette over, "Come and talk to him."
Bernadette seemed a little at a loss. It was hard to imagine that the 'Mysterious Queen' galloping on the sea would show such an embarrassed posture.
Taking a deep breath, she opened her mouth several times but swallowed the words back.
Jon turned his head and glanced at Bernadette, "Speak...ahem, speak, what are you waiting for?"
Bernadette suppressed her turbulent emotions and spoke with a slightly trembling voice, "Father."
This sound?
Could it be that!
Russell, who realized something, looked in disbelief at first.
Immediately afterwards, it turned into excitement and ecstasy.
But when he thought about it again, he doubted whether this was his hallucination.
One's own family knows one's own affairs.
Because of the Starry Sky Evil God's pollution, his condition has never been optimistic, so much so that he dared not even step out of the mausoleum...
"Father, it's me, your daughter." Bernadette stared at Russell on the 'Black Emperor' card, as if staring at Russell himself, "Are you really still alive?"
This is a question, which represents Bernadette's anxious heart.
She was so afraid that everything she was experiencing now was just an illusion and would turn into nothing in the blink of an eye.
"I..." The majesty faded away, and Russell was also speechless.
Because he is a little confused about the current situation.
I was overjoyed, but at the same time I was afraid that this was a boring trick played by external gods to corrode my mind.
Father and daughter each have their own concerns.
For a while, I couldn't be honest with each other.
Jon blinked.
No, it shouldn't be this plot.
You are crying with runny noses and tears.
After pondering for a moment, he said: "Your Majesty Russell Gustave, on behalf of the Fool who does not belong to this era, I would like to offer you my sincere greetings."
Hearing this, Russell in the mausoleum shrank.
Fool?
He has seen the entire Tablet of Blasphemy and understands what "The Fool" represents.
That is the true god of the 'Soothsayer' path.
But, who became the "fool"?
Zarath?
still……
Jon rolled his eyes and said lightly, "By the way, she also asked me to tell you something."
As he spoke, he cleared his throat and said word by word in a language that Bernadette had never heard before: "There is bright moonlight in front of the bed."
Um?
The bright moonlight in front of the bed!
Russell, no, it should be said that Huang Tao was extremely excited.
He almost answered in the most excited tone of his life: "I suspect it's frost on the ground!"
I, obediently, have been working on it for a long time and found out that Sequence 0 of the ‘Soothsayer’ path is a fellow countryman of our Lao Huang!
The kindness of meeting an old friend in a foreign country even made Russell temporarily forget the loneliness and pain of being enclosed in the mausoleum.
He was very sure that no one could know the true meaning of these two poems except his compatriots who came down from Source Castle like him.
Bernadette kept those sentences in mind calmly.
At this moment, Russell, who was a little relieved, took the initiative and said: "How have you been these years?"
Bernadette forced a smile and said, "It's okay."
"That's it." Russell's tone was a little complicated, "It's okay."
Um?
That's it.
No more?
You two, father and daughter, really have nothing else to talk about, right?
Jon twitched his lips in disappointment.
Bernadette asked her doubts, "Father, have you really become the 'Black Emperor'?"
There was silence for dozens of seconds, and then Russell said quietly: "If you can use the 'Black Emperor' card to find me, Bernadette, you must already know something.
Yes, I became the "Black Emperor"."
"Then why did you..." Bernadette asked hurriedly.
But this time, Russell didn't answer him.
It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I can’t.
Because knowledge is poisonous.
He couldn't let his precious daughter be polluted.
"Your strength is too low and you are not qualified to know the truth."
Jon tried to smooth things over and took over the conversation, "Your Majesty Russell, there is bad news here. A new "Black Emperor" is about to be born.
I think you can understand what this means."
Russell:!!!
The Black Emperor, the twister of order, the immortal king.
But the premise of all this is that there is no second "Black Emperor".
If a new "Black Emperor" is born, Russell himself will die completely and never be resurrected.
"Who is it? Forget it, it doesn't matter who it is. Anyway, I know." Russell's tone was slightly low.
For him, knowing the news was worse than not knowing.
Sudden death is sometimes a kind of happiness...
In the ninth secret mausoleum, Russell sat on the throne and secretly clenched his fists.
Bad luck.
The pollution on the moon was harder to clean than he thought.
Even if you successfully ascend to the throne of God, this pollution will still be like a tarsal maggot.
Speaking of which, he was also unlucky.
The first half of his life was smooth sailing, just like the male protagonist of a cool novel, cheating all the way, gaining fame, strength, wealth, and beauty.
But in the second half of life, everything changed.
First, the Church of Steam forcibly dehumanized his children and turned them into angels without emotions.
Then the way forward is cut off and there is no room for improvement.
After finally transferring to an adjacent path and becoming the 'Emperor of Knowledge', I found that the uniqueness of the 'hermit' came back to life.
At this time, he had already gone to the moon under Mr. Men's ravings and was contaminated by the evil god. If he couldn't find a way to get rid of it, his complete self would soon be erased.
There was no other way. Russell, who felt that he could not defeat the 'Hidden Sage', had to engage in rebellion in his later years, holding high the banner of restoration and jumping up and down in the name of the emperor.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The good news is that he succeeded.
The bad news is that it only succeeded a little bit.
The 'return' of the "Black Emperor" still cannot get rid of the pollution.
There was no other way, Russell could only get stuck with a bug that kept him in the state of resurrecting, sealed himself in the tomb, and waited for a turnaround.
It's better now, there is no chance of turning around, but the omen of death has come first.
Those gods...
Oh, those guys who have lost their humanity.
You should be happy to witness the birth of a new "Black Emperor".
Thinking of this, Russell said: "Bernadette, don't worry about me, just pursue the life you want."
As he said this, his tone was a little guilty, "I'm sorry... I'm not a good father."
In one sentence, it penetrated the heart of my wife.
Bernadette burst into tears immediately.
How could she not know that her father was worried that she would do something stupid, so he deliberately prevented her from going through this troubled waters.
but.
She knew she couldn't do anything but did it, this is Russell Gustave's daughter!
Bernadette's expression gradually became firm, as if she had made some determination, "I know what to do myself."
Russell was anxious, "Bernadette, you are not allowed to participate in the game between gods!"
Before he finished speaking, Jon continued, "It doesn't matter, Mr. Fool will take action."
Huang family father and daughter:......
yes.
How could I have forgotten this?
The current "Fool" is my little brother/little sister, Brother Tao.
Russell looked shocked.
In order to pave the way for those who came after him, he often recorded the secrets of the world in Chinese in his diary.
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Now it seems that all this is worth it.
Look, the little brother/little sister is returning the favor.
As for whether "The Fool" has any plans against him, Russell is not worried.
First of all, 'divineer' and 'lawyer' are not adjacent.
Secondly, people from China do not deceive people from China. How can those blond and blue-eyed ghosts understand the friendship between flower growers?
"So, what does 'Fool' mean?" Russell asked pretending to be calm.
Jon said truthfully: "She said she didn't want to see the birth of new gods."
Sure enough!
Russell felt warm in his heart.
Having seen too much deception and betrayal in this world, he understood the meaning behind this sentence very well.
The little brother/little sister is trying their best to offend other gods and save his life!
Silently digesting the news, Russell gradually regained the majesty of the emperor and said in a deep voice: "So, what are you going to do?"
To prevent a certain Sequence 1 from becoming a god, your stupid daughter alone cannot do it.
The burden still falls on the shoulders of "The Fool" and her forces.
Jon gave up and said, "I can't speak bluntly about this.
In short, what I can say is that not only Mr. Fool, but also other gods mean the same thing."
Um?
The amount of information in this statement is huge.
Russell asked himself that he had nothing to do with other gods.
Even if there is, most of them will be enemies.
Then, the only answer is that his little brother/little sister is so charming that he wins those gods to his side.
Tsk tsk, that’s incredible.
Russell sighed secretly in his heart.
Sure enough, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and each generation becomes more and more waves. The protagonists of the cool novel take turns to do it, and next year they will go to someone else's house...
"Time flies, am I already a remnant of the times?" Russell sighed and spoke with a rather vicissitude of life.
Jon couldn't help but twitch his lips after hearing this.
Good guy, I still have a white beard here.
You really bully outsiders into not understanding you.
Oh, don't worry.
I, Joe, will compile a book called "Three Thousand Unknown Secrets of Emperor Russell" to help you maintain your humanity and avoid losing control with a sense of shame!
(At the same time, the senior victim Kemou shivered inexplicably)
Back to business.
After finishing his character, Russell said in a deep voice: "The help I can provide is almost nonexistent. For specific actions, you still have to rely on The Fool."
Old Huang, I’m just a loser trapped in the mausoleum and can’t get out~
Hearing this, Bernadette said loudly: "Father, I will do my best."
The guilt of misunderstanding turned into determination to take action in an instant.
George III, right?
Don't let me Queen see you.
When I see you, I must pull off your crown and slap you in the face!
Russell didn't say anything more.
On the one hand, there is really nothing he can do.
On the other hand, he naturally believes in his little brother/little sister who is both a compatriot and a god.
When he thought about it, his daughter was protected by a real god. No matter what, it wouldn't be too dangerous... right?
…
…
Klein walked into a villa on the outskirts of Backlund with a calm expression.
He came as a representative of the Aurora Society.
The one who contacted him was none other than the representative of the Witch Sect, ‘Assassin Path’ Sequence 6, ‘Witch of Joy’ Maltilda.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Moriarty." Mathilda covered her mouth and smiled, looking forward to her with high spirits.
Like the witches that Klein met before, Maltilda is also a natural beauty.
She has short shawl hair that is far different from Loen's style, and wears a tight-fitting hunting suit with butterfly sleeves. Her skin is fair and moist, and her facial features are exquisite and moving.
Klein bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself to stay clear and rational, and said calmly: "Hello."
Aurora knows how to be calm and crazy.
He maintained an iceberg-like cold expression on his face, but deep in his eyes there was a fire-like heat.
Mathilda felt very proud.
Unlike most witches, she started her career as an assassin as a woman.
After being promoted to Sequence 7, his appearance and temperament suddenly underwent earth-shaking changes.
Although she was also told by her senior management that she had deviated from the 'original' and her path forward was slim.
But it does not matter.
As long as a person lives, so will the vegetation.
Sequence 6 is pretty good.
"I think Mr. A should tell you what we are going to do." Matilda invited Klein to take a seat.
Klein sat down on the sofa and said calmly: "Secretly contact the Loen royal family, collude with the prince, take advantage of the chaos to cause pain and disaster, and then retreat."
Mathilda nodded, "Not bad."
The Witch Cult requires pain and disease to complete the ritual.
The Aurora Society needs to take advantage of the chaos to recruit followers.
The Loen royal family needs a public opinion environment and someone to take the blame to pave the way for the subsequent godhood ceremony.
The three parties hit it off immediately.
As the representative of the Aurora Society, Klein is mainly responsible for connecting with Maltilda and the abandoned children of the Loen royal family.
This is also a sign that Mr. A thinks highly of him.
Otherwise, how could he, a small 'hermit monk', be able to take on such a big responsibility?
"How do I need to cooperate with you?" Klein asked.
In order to implement the character design, his eyes kept wandering back and forth on Mathilda's bumpy body.
The witch changed into a more seductive posture so that the other party could see more clearly, and said with a smile: "Detective Sherlock Moriarty's fiancée was raped by Prince Edsac of the Kingdom of Loen at a banquet.
She seems to use this as an excuse to often invite the two of them to his mansion, and in the end, the innocent Mathilda is forced to become his lover, what do you think?"
Klein:???
ntr, right?
I love warriors so much that I will kill the tauren today!
but.
Oh, forget it.
'Sherlock Moriarty' being bullied has nothing to do with me, 'Crane Moriarty'.
Klein nodded, "Okay."
Hearing this, Mathilda was very happy.
Then, she licked her lips gently and whispered: "Since I am your fiancée, from now on, you can do whatever you want to me."
Subtext: A moment of spring breeze is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and a dewy couple is also a fate.
The pleasure witch, the best thing about bed.
Klein couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Unexpectedly, one day, he would also be attracted by the witch...