Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 255 The Guilty Loss

When the whole Arkham was preparing intensely, the press conference of Ross and Suyi entered a short break.

After eating a large bowl of chocolate ice cream, Lost, who was still very tired just now, suddenly felt refreshed, and felt that he could still play [-] rounds with this group of reporters.

At this moment, Lilith came over quietly, and then she talked about what happened just now and her own decision.

After hearing this, Ross was filled with shock. He didn't expect so many things to happen in the city of Arkham when he was bragging with this group of reporters! ?

Lilith asked tentatively: "My master, is my decision okay?"

Ross coughed and said, "Of course there is no problem. It is indeed the most correct decision for me to entrust Arkham's government affairs to you."

Immediately, Rose thought to himself: "The dean of the hospital is actually an old paladin? We in Arkham still have people related to the King in Yellow? What's the situation? Why don't I know?"

Here Lilith asked: "Master, do you know anything about Dean Orleans and that mysterious man?"

Ross would like to say that this is the first time I have heard of these two characters.

Unfortunately, in order to maintain the dignity of his mayor, he said: "Dean Orleans, that happened a long time ago. Well, I will tell you when the time comes."

Lilith then said clearly: "As expected of my master."

"As for the mysterious person, if nothing else happens, it should be that one." Ross looked deeply at the distant sky.

Such a mysterious appearance immediately made people think that Ross knew the mysterious person well.

Lilith sighed: "Sure enough, nothing in Arkham can escape your control."

Ross coughed and said, "What he is riding on should be an outer space creature called Bayaki. I will tell you about the others later."

Naturally, Lilith didn't dare to ask more, and instead asked: "Master, I want to visit two people now, and I hope for your permission."

"Who?"

Lilith said: "Morton Station Master, North Shore Station, and Arkham Public High School Principal, Ms. Anita."

Hearing this, Ross was stunned: "What do you visit them for?"

Lilith blinked: "Moulton's painting ability can effectively seal the enemy, and Anita's astrology can help us better calculate the other four tipping points."

???

Hearing this, Ross blinked his eyes in a daze. He knew these two NPCs, after all, they were also designed by him.

But in the original design, these two people are ordinary people without any special abilities!

"Master?" Lilith was a little surprised.

Ross didn't speak, stood up slowly, turned to look southwest and said to Lilith, "Lilith, I feel very relieved."

"Now you can finally make your own judgment on a matter without my guidance."

"Moulton...and Anita's abilities are really useful for this matter."

After hearing this, Lilith said with a look of admiration: "My guess is indeed correct. You already knew about their existence. The reason why you didn't tell me so early is to exercise our abilities."

"Your greatness and your foresight make Lilith so fascinated and admired."

At this time, Ross's eyes kept rolling and said: "Go ahead, let go and do it, even if you fail, don't be afraid, and there is me."

"Yes! My beloved and great master." Lilith then turned and left with a look of obsession and fanaticism.

After Lilith left, Loston breathed a sigh of relief, and even felt a trace of sweat on his forehead.

He has always been omniscient and omnipotent in front of his subordinates. When encountering anything, being calm and confident is the hallmark of him as a supreme leader.

Because before, everything was indeed under his control.

But this time, he was really confused.

"How many people are still hidden in Arkham?" Ross looked at the town, and he realized that even now he didn't dare to say that he had 100% understanding of the town.

"You are really amazing. A terrifying woman like Lilith can be tamed so obediently and fanatically by you." At this moment, Suyi walked over with admiration on her face.

Ross laughed dryly: "To each other, you are no worse than me in taming people like Elizabeth and Inge."

"It's far away." Suyi shook her head.

"Elizabeth and Inge's shortcomings and limitations are too obvious. The two of them together are not even comparable to the steel policeman under your command."

Ross smiled: "A talent like Conte is also a rare talent here."

Suyi turned to ask: "What happened? Do you need help from me?"

"No, the matter will be resolved soon. I hope that you can implement the relevant policies and benefits for Arkham as soon as possible." Ross said.

Suyi waved her hand: "Don't worry, I will announce in a while, I wonder if your related medicines are ready?"

"This is natural, and it will definitely satisfy His Majesty."

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At the same time, when Barlow left the Church of the Storm, he had already found his own helper, Uncle Mark who believed in the cat god and opened a restaurant.

Both of them were from aristocratic backgrounds, and they were considered wealthy upper class people. These two people got along very well these days, often drinking and chatting together. The most important thing is that both of them like wine tasting and watching operas.

The two were walking on the road to the Arkham Grand Theater at this time, and Barlow had already briefly talked to Mark about the current situation.

Mark showed disgust after hearing this: "These crazy guys are like mad dogs. No matter where they go, they will bite indiscriminately."

Then Mark asked: "How did you determine that one of their targets was the Grand Theater?"

Barlow said: "The purpose of these guys is to wipe out the entire city of Arkham, and the core targets are naturally the mayor and the queen."

"Tonight, there happens to be a celebration party at the Arkham Grand Theater, and doing it here is their best chance."

"In addition, when we were performing the mission, we heard about an incident that there is a cursed opera script. If it is successfully performed, both the performer and the audience will suffer from a horrible curse."

"And the name of the cursed script is "The King in Yellow."

Speaking of this, Barlow sneered: "In such a scene, if they recommend the script to the crew through Dr. Laban, isn't it a perfect timing?"

Hearing this, Mark was shocked: "What a wonderful analysis."

Barlow said modestly: "It's nothing to me, knowledge just happened to know some key information."

(End of this chapter)