"Look, this is typical Pu Xinnan."
Pointing to the letter in his hand, Zhou Li, who was imitating a fairy man, complained to Eluma beside him in an extremely coquettish tone: "You clearly want others to give them ideas, but you still wrote a letter saying that you want to brainstorm together. It's really bad. It’s down there.”
Facing the hypocritical Zhou Li, Eluma pretended to look at him with disdain, snorted and said, "You can only disgust me now, just take it, take it, take it."
"cut."
Zhou Li threw the letter into the trash can beside him, stretched out and slumped on the sofa, "The current situation is that Jordan is blocked and there is no outside support. There is not even a single person from the Life Church in Jordan. Therefore, once their people enter the New York Tower, they will be infected with the plague and killed directly."
Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, Zhou Li clicked his tongue twice and continued: "Now they are looking for good ideas, hoping that someone can help them deal with the Plague Knights. She probably knows that the goddess of life once said in public that she would protect her brothers. This The crowd started to have their thoughts on me.”
"Uh-huh."
Thinking of the sufficient interaction, good relationship, and mutually beneficial partnership between the Goddess of Life and Zhou Li, Eluma didn't know what to say for a moment, and could only silently feel sorry for the group of people looking for Zhou Li. Got some wax.
"But don't say it."
All of a sudden, things took a turn for the worse. The Jordanian senior management who was about to die in Eluma's heart suddenly came back to life. Zhou Li looked at Eluma and said meaningfully: "Don't forget, we also have a tentative partner. .”
oh?
oh!
"Witcher?"
Eluma suddenly remembered the old demon hunter who seemed to have some knee problems, and asked with a little doubt: "Yes, where is Gerost? Where are the others?"
Gerost is as indispensable to the grotesque disaster as the lightning whirlwind is to the Energy City. But it was such a coincidence that as soon as Jerost left, Zhou Li went to the Jordan Tower and faced off with Most. The problem is that Zhou Li can obviously notify Gerost at any time, but for some reason Zhou Li has not contacted him until now.
"Jerost has more important things to do now."
Zhou Li fiddled with the keys and said to Eluma: "Actually, Gerost contacted me before we went to the New York Tower. He told me that there was a case of the victim becoming a ghost in the south of the city, because it might have something to do with the Gospels. Just went to investigate.”
"ah?"
Eluma tilted her head and asked in confusion: "What does this have to do with the Gospels?"
"That's why I keep saying that Mother Most is dead."
Zhou Li felt absurd when he thought of this. He twitched his lips and organized his words: "You don't need to know the specific content. Anyway, Most's mother was killed by him and turned into a ghost everywhere. Wandering, in order to find out Most’s purpose, Gerost went to investigate the matter.”
In fact, what Most did was so appalling that it could even be said to be inhumane. In the first stage, the Gospels can only summon grotesqueness in the form of projection into the real world. Guess, how should the Son of the Plague descend?
To be honest, when Zhou Li learned the news, he couldn't help but feel sick after walking through mountains of corpses and seas of blood in his previous life. Therefore, this time he was not prepared to tell Eluma this matter.
Dong Dong Dong~
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
"it's me."
As a low, magnetic voice sounded, the little jellyfish gradually emerged from Eluma's shoulder. After rubbing Eluma's tender cheek, it slowly floated towards the door and shook its small tentacles excitedly.
Seeing this, Zhou Li stepped forward and opened the door. Sure enough, the demon hunter wearing leather armor boots took off his hood, revealing his weathered face.
"Is the investigation finished?"
Zhou Li welcomed Gerost into the room. Gerost first cleaned the dust on his body, then walked into the room and sat on the sofa.
"The investigation is over."
Glancing at Eluma standing aside, Gerost gave Zhou Li a "reassuring" look. He pulled out a scroll from his arms and placed it on the table.
"Anne Ya, Geralost's biological mother, died of a stab wound, and later turned into an innocent ghost wandering around 11-2-3 Bree Street. She was not aggressive, but also without any consciousness."
On the scroll, a female soul with ordinary appearance but gentle temperament appeared in front of everyone. This is a kind of paper that preserves souls, produced in Dusk Forest - yes, Mr. Muqi's wooden throne.
Putting away the scroll, Gerost looked at the two of them and said seriously: "Of course, if it were just these, I wouldn't have gone to great lengths to investigate for three whole days."
"Aniya, is the mother of the plague."
Didn’t I say this?
Before Zhou Li could ask, Zhou Li noticed something was wrong and quickly said: "Wait a minute, you mean, mother of the plague? Are you sure you didn't miss a few words?"
"At first I thought she was the vessel for the Plague Child."
With a sullen face, Gerost supported his knees and said coldly: "But I found that Aniya's body has no traces of being infected by the plague at all. If it was just to give birth to a lower-level son of the plague, as an ordinary person, Aniya's body would definitely It won’t be preserved that completely.”
"Moreover, Aniya's body is very healthy. The cause of death is just soul failure and loss of consciousness. The most important thing is that I have discovered something very important."
Taking a deep breath, Geralost revealed a truth that shocked Zhou and Li:
"Twenty-nine years ago, Aniya gave birth to two children."
"you mean…"
Zhou Li seemed to have thought of something and looked at Gerost with undisguised astonishment in his eyes.
"That's right."
Gerost nodded and confirmed Zhou Li's suspicion: "The Plague Knight is Most's brother."
"biological."
"How can it be?"
At this time, Zhou Li couldn't hold himself any longer, "I've seen the Plague Knight's cocoon. That toy should be as big as a truck. What kind of reincarnation of the god of chaos could give birth to such a thing?"
At this time, Eluma was even more shocked. Her mouth was slightly open, her eyes were confused, and she had no idea that humans had no limits.
"I do not know either."
Having said this, Geralost was also a little helpless, "But the current clues point to only this truth. Aniya was indeed projected, and she gave birth to two children in succession twenty-nine years ago, but the second child But it’s not in the record.”
"Hiss~"
Zhou Li took a breath, not because he was frightened, but mainly because he couldn't imagine how the truck was born. After convincing himself that "looking for reality in a fantasy world is cerebral palsy," he reluctantly accepted this fact, and then naturally he thought of a question.
Who is Plague Knight's father?
In other words, was there anyone who controlled the Book of Gospels before Most?
