Most likely was a pawn.
After Zhou Li and Gerost exchanged opinions and conducted analysis, they came to this conclusion.
Although they don’t know now whether Most knows the true identity of Plague Knight, what is certain is that it was absolutely impossible for Most himself to use the gospel in his mother’s womb twenty-nine years ago to make Plague Knight his sibling. Brothers". After all, humans may have no limits, but there should be a bottom line.
But this matter can only continue to be investigated now, and nothing can be done with empty words analysis. Therefore, Zhou Li told Gerost what happened in the New York Tower.
"This is not an easy matter."
After hearing that the Plague Knight's cocoon appeared in the New York Tower, Gerost frowned and said in a heavy tone: "There is only one possibility that the Plague Knight is sleeping in the cocoon."
"Perhaps the person behind Most wants something other than Plague Knight at all."
Recalling an inconspicuous passage in ancient knowledge, Gerost suppressed the inexplicable emotions in his heart and said slowly: "He wants to directly merge plague and death."
"Fusion?"
Zhou Li was stunned and couldn't react for a moment: "Fusion, awakening?"
"how do you know?"
Gerost was also stunned, but he assumed that it was the gods and Zhou Li who had said this, and continued: "Plague serves as nourishment and directly awakens death, turning the original death knight into an omen of death."
"Omen of death epidemic..."
Hearing the whole name, Zhou Li felt a chill coming from the bottom of his heart.
"The Death Plague Omen is not one of the Four Horsemen, and it has never appeared in history. The only thing I know is that the Death Plague Omen only has one ability."
Taking out a piece of parchment and placing it on the table, a black trace on a simple and pure skull icon attracted Zhou Li's attention. Looking at the Ouroboros icon on the parchment, Zhou Li's wrist hidden under his long sleeves turned slightly. The cold touch still remained, reminding him that the Ouroboros bracelet had always been wrapped around him.
Not seeing Zhou Li's sudden change of expression, Gerost said solemnly:
"The bad omen of the death epidemic can give others the destined death."
The death epidemic is different from the plague. It does not infect the soul or the body. What the death epidemic wants to kill is fate.
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"Mr. Zhou Li, can we meet?"
There were still two days before the Plague Knight woke up, and Zhou Li received a call from Roya. Roya on the other end of the phone said to him in an almost pleading tone: "I want to ask you to help me."
Hearing that Luo Ya's tone was very tired, Zhou Li didn't say much. He just told him to come see him at three o'clock this afternoon and hung up the phone.
"Zhou Li, should we tell them about the existence of the evil omen of the death epidemic?"
Eluma on the side was holding milk and asked worriedly: "They still seem to think that there are only plague knights in the cocoon. I'm afraid of them..."
"I'm not crazy enough to hide this kind of thing."
Zhou Li sat on the sofa. The physical strength brought to him by the Black Emperor and Chonghuang allowed him to stay up all night without any fatigue. "I still have to say it. Without Yingnan officials, it is just us and Gerost facing death." The bad omen of the epidemic is still a bit lacking. But how to say it and what to say, I need to teach them a lesson in the art of speaking."
"well?"
Eluma was startled, but the tacit understanding between them instantly made her understand what Zhou Li meant, "Zhou Li, do you want to lead them?"
"Not the leader."
Zhou Li shook his head. He kept his original intention and mission in mind and still remembered what his ultimate goal was.
"It's control."
"Originally, I didn't really want the city of Jordan. I didn't want Twilight Forest here. The patriotic sentiments of the older generation were too serious and I couldn't control it."
Standing up, opening the curtains and looking at the gloomy city, Zhou Li sneered, "But this time it's different."
"Yingnan's level of brain-deadness is indeed something I have never heard of before. Do you dare to believe that the capital of a country doesn't even have a way to fight the plague? Now this country's ability to control Jordan is infinitely close to zero. The Jordan Tower incident The outbreak has made matters worse."
Zhou Li opened the window, and the smell of the magic device filled the streets and alleys, making people feel suffocated. "Originally, I just wanted to reach a limited cooperation with Jordanian officials, but now, I suddenly discovered something."
There seemed to be a twisted halo of plague lingering around the New York Tower in the distance, but in fact there was nothing there, only an empty tower and a demon ready to awaken.
"Those who are dying tend to grasp at the last straw. What if I am the last straw in this city?"
Seeing Zhou Li's suppressed and extremely excited expression, Eluma pursed her lips and her throat felt dry.
Okay, now there is another demon, but the one in the New York Tower spreads plague, and this one controls people's hearts.
Boom, boom, boom.
After hearing the knock on the door, Zhou Li signaled to Eluma, who instantly understood and prepared tea. When he opened the door, besides Roja, General Christine was also there.
"Hello, Mr. Zhou Li."
Christine was as calm as ever. The snake fan in front of him had transformed from Folds into a brave man, which was completely insignificant to him. "Nice to meet you."
"Call me Monday anyway."
Zhou Li shook hands perfunctorily, then looked at Luo Ya, who had a complicated look on his side, and said with a smile, "What? You don't recognize me anymore?"
"I really don't know him very well."
Roja's expression was very complicated at this time, but he still stretched out his hand and said: "But here, you still helped me and contributed to the people of Jordan. I have no reason to slander or disrespect you. Fu Er...Mr. Zhou Li."
After shaking hands with Luo Ya, Zhou Li made a gesture of invitation to the two of them without saying anything.
"Tell me what you want."
Two standard cups of black tea, a new cup of avocado brown sugar black tea, and Eluma's own honey milk complete the scenery on the tea table. Zhou Li picked up the avocado brown sugar black tea and asked the two of them: "In other words, what does the Jordanian government want?"
"That's right, we need someone related to the Church of Life to help us resist the plague of the Plague Knight."
This time it was clearly Christine who was in charge. He looked at Zhou Li and said, "I heard that you had a close relationship with the goddess of life when you were in the Twilight Forest. She seems to like you very much."
Yes, she likes me very much. Apart from wanting to cramp me and break my bones, she loves me as a devout believer very much.
After muttering something secretly in his heart, Zhou Li maintained his gentlemanly demeanor, nodded and replied: "Yes, it is true."
"However, my personal relationship with her is just a little better. I don't know the power of the Life Church."
