Bizarre Detective Agency

  Chapter 904 One hundred and ninety-five. Joining the team...the gods

   A wriggling, spreading tide propped him up the shoal.

   "Finding the next body is your new task."

   The oracle that echoes in his heart seems to be far and near, and he releases a breath that is homologous to the tentacles, but more mysterious and vast.

   "I'm just human."

Whether the   Tentacle Cultists occupied the eyes of the ancient gods, or whether it was the **** of the deep sea who appeared under the cover, Lu Li is unknown. He didn't want to be involved in the vortex of the **** of the deep sea anymore.

  Obviously, the self-proclaimed **** of the deep sea treated Lu Li in a different way and gave him supreme glory: "Bring back a new body, I allow you to call me by my real name."

   Lu Li ignored the glory that made believers frenzy and replied calmly, "You can ask your believers to do it."

   "They... are no longer credible."

   He stated a fact frankly.

  Lu Li thought of the messy emotions of the tentacled believers and realized something. Just after thinking about it, I still refused the invitation of the gods.

   "Let me refuse."

   "You have no right... to refuse."

   The shadow under the unsnoopable cloak unleashes toughness. But in the hostility between Ophelia and the believers, He turned towards the deep sea, pushed by the waves, rose like a fountain, and landed on the deck of Andrea, who was waiting offshore.

   Andrea's hull suddenly sank several meters as if she was carrying a heavy load, and the hull structure echoed in a low voice.

   "God has its own weight." Ophelia read a sentence carefully and coherently.

   That is an event recorded in the history of the Guloran Kingdom: in the ceremony held by the Pope of the Kingdom, the gods descended and crushed the prepared stone platform.

  Although the stone platform was hollowed out by craftsmen, it was easy to carry a dozen carriages. The enraged king wanted to kill the craftsmen, and the investigators found the slate the **** was standing on the day before the execution — cracked and powdered inside.

  The officials rescued the craftsman, and the world also learned from this that "God has his own weight".

   This means that he may be the true **** of the deep sea.

   "Next... what to do."

   Ophelia asked Lu Li, who was thinking.

   "He is not the enemy."

  Lu Li can sense that he is not malicious. As I said before, ants should not participate in human battles. "See if he will change his mind."

  After all, humans don't let ants fight.

   Before leaving, Lu Li asked the believers to leave a mark on the beach, and a few wooden boxes, and took the wooden boat back to Andrea, which was deeper in the waterline, and ascended to the deck. The **** of the deep, who awaited them, stepped up the steps and into the captain's cabin on the upper deck.

   He knew everything about Andrea, from the memories of the tentacles.

  OM——

   Andrea's low whistle spread out from under her feet, and this time Lu Li understood: "Eldest sister is heading home."

   Andrea whispered again, and Lu Li let it set sail home.

  The distant Wanghai Cliff.

  …

  Lu Li and Ophelia returned to the captain's room. Prius shrank in the corner and shivered, and he who stayed on the boat had no idea what was going on.

   "Can you hide your breath?" Lu Li asked him in thought.

"Can."

   He just answered and did nothing.

   "If you don't restrain your breath, your enemies may come to you." Lu Li said.

   "My strength has not been restored..." He whispered, the mysterious and vast aura that enveloped the black robe retracted like tentacles, and the voice echoed from the bottom of my heart to a voice that came from the shadow of the hood, like a woman's voice.

   "Ellen Peninsula, a body is there, Shadowswamp," he said.

  The Mother of the Swamps was there, and the unknown existence of the northern swamps. Which is his body?

   But Lu Li refused again: "I won't accept the commission again."

   The power of the current deep sea **** is not terrible, at least not able to command Lu Li - especially after having the help of the steam profile.

   "I can give you divine power."

   "I will not use mind-distorting powers."

  The premise of possessing divine power is belief, and belief is more deeply rooted than blood kinship, and the power to change thinking. There is also the proverb of the lighthouse: - you have been blessed by them, how can you be naive and worry-free.

   "I will help you find what you love." He said again.

   "...I'll find her."

   After a moment of silence, Lu Li said.

   Conversation again came to an end.

On the way back to Belfast, he did nothing, and as the contact time increased, Lu Li pieced together the truth: the **** of the deep sea had fallen a long time ago, but the **** did not die so easily, just like the deep sea that once fell into a deep sleep Lord. His consciousness called the remaining believers, looking for a body that represented his power, and then what happened to Lu Li.

   Even the **** of the deep is listening.

  According to Ophelia, the **** of the deep sea is not very smart, or rather stupid and ignorant - she has not seen anyone who can seriously chat with Physius.

   After all, the current He only uses eyeballs as a carrier. He will not regain his strength nor change his character until he has more bodies.

   It’s just a few days of contact for the **** of the deep sea to learn something from these humans, wraiths, and aliens, such as how to persuade.

   "I will expel them that invade the world."

   Approaching the Ellen Peninsula, when the dark deadwood swamp appeared on the horizon, the **** of the deep sea said to Lu Li.

  Lu Li was silent for a long time, but still refused the tempting invitation of the **** of the deep sea.

   "Why. As a native life, you should help me..." He released the puzzled.

   "I'm just human."

  Lu Li will never be complacent by boasting.

   No matter Midnight City or Wiener Freezing Harbor, Lu Li never let go of his rationality when promoting his great name.

   He knows how fragile he is as a human being. It doesn't take weirdness itself, a cold winter, a storm, or even an illness can kill him.

   All his legendary experiences are the result of all kinds of prudence, luck and coincidence. Lu Li may continue his success, but not forever.

   One day, Lu Li will die from the arrogance that has been successfully built up.

   Andrea is moored offshore, and the eerie deadwood coast stretches along the coast.

   "You will... regret it." He stopped persuading, just whispered coldly.

   "Yes, I wish you success."

  Lu Li never questioned the belief of the ancient gods to expel the invaders.

   He stared deeply at Lu Li, stepped onto the surging fountain, and leaned towards the shore.

   After witnessing the silhouette of the **** of the deep sea disappearing into layers of ghostly shadows, Ophelia asked, "Next...where to go?"

The trial of    Wiener's Freeze Harbor has not yet been resolved, and the investigation into Paradise Valley has to be temporarily slowed down.

  Before Lu Li answered, the inverted pentagram brand on the back of his hand suddenly felt tactile. Lowering his black eyes, the brand is gradually deepening due to the distance of the **** of the deep sea, and it has become warm.

  Something is tracking Lu Li through the mark of the inverted pentagram.

   The presence of the **** of the deep sea obscures Lu Li's location. But when he left, Lu Li was exposed to the tracker's sight.

   Unspeakable coincidence is still doomed, Lu Li raised his eyes and looked at the twisted jungle where the **** of the deep sea disappeared.

   "After him."

   (end of this chapter)