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Chapter 132 131. Madman (Seeking monthly tickets~)

Northern mountainous region of Gowen State.

“Ren Yan” stepped on the damp soil, looking down at the ground:

“It’s very close to us now.”

Ren Qingxue and Ji Gaochuan followed closely behind him, surrounded by the Sons of Flame who were also heading this way, along with dozens of Investigation Department members carrying professional instruments and equipment not far behind.

Ji Gaochuan asked:

“What exactly are we looking for?”

The Fire God replied evasively:

“Something I lost. It has no practical significance or use to your Federation.”

The Fire God bent down, poked the soil at his feet with his finger:

“It’s flowing in the groundwater. The Sea God wants to use this to keep us running in circles here, and then let those Salvation Alliance members take the opportunity to kill my people.

“How amusing…”

Since arriving here in person, he could sense that the movement pattern of the Titan relic wasn't as complex and rapid as he had anticipated. He could continuously close the distance to the relic without expending much power.

What she was doing wouldn't tire him out at all. Although it seemed like he was just wandering around the mountains, he wouldn't reveal any weaknesses this way, and it definitely couldn't be considered a contest between them.

She seemed to be deceiving the Salvation Alliance and the Sons of the Moon.

Ren Qingxue said:

“Is there anything we need to do?”

“No, there isn’t.” The Fire God replied cheerfully, “Just follow along. Before retrieving it, we have a trivial little matter to take care of.”

This was a tacit understanding between gods.

For some reason, the Sea God and her people seemed to be on his side.

She wasn't trying to exhaust his power, which proved she hadn't told the Salvation Alliance and the Sons of the Moon how important this thing was to the Fire God.

Because if they knew he would descend in person, those guys definitely wouldn't show up until the Sea God had pushed him to his limit. But her current speed made it seem like he was just an ordinary Son of Flame.

This must be the truth she wanted the Salvation Alliance and the Sons of the Moon to believe.

Could it be that she really wanted to return Witt Castle and the relic to him together? That made perfect sense. Her purpose in handing the castle over to that mortal was to attract his attention and personally send electors to Gowen State, and then she would leak the aura of the relic.

She wanted to make a deal with him.

Ji Gaochuan thought of something:

“Do you want to wait for an attack to come first?”

The Fire God praised:

“Exactly. As long as we maintain this speed and hang behind it, they will jump into the sea of fire on their own, and then we will meet an old friend who will personally hand that thing over to me.”

At that time, the Sea God would definitely make some very valuable request, and he would definitely agree.

This was a deal between gods. Witt Castle and the Titan relic were the Sea God's price, and those mortals were consumables in this transaction. Only the Moon God might be somewhat dissatisfied with their actions, but she couldn't get angry at two Rank V deities at the same time.

He had completely figured out what was going on.

Just as the Fire God felt that he had figured out the situation, faint sounds came from the woods on the mountainside in the distance.

“Grandma, why are we here?” Han Ling looked at the direction of the Investigation Department with a puzzled expression. “Isn’t this a conflict between the Salvation Alliance and the Investigation Department? Is our Han family also joining this war?”

She was the most beloved child of the old woman and the only one present who dared to ask her questions.

Shana glanced at her son and three grandchildren in front of her:

“War? Where is the war?

“I only see a group of pitiful cripples struggling to climb out of a well.”

Han Yuandong and his three children were all confused and didn't understand what Shana was talking about.

Shana said to them:

“Han Ming, what do you think Marne's purpose in buying Witt Castle was?”

Han Ming thought for a moment and replied:

“He said he wanted to collect these things with abnormal properties, but I didn’t really understand what he was doing, especially since that castle has a reputation for being haunted…

“And he seems very interested in the things you make, Grandma.”

Shana nodded in agreement:

“Your doubts are correct. Normal people shouldn’t have any interest in Witt Castle. I once suspected that he might be ‘that kind of thing,’ but after careful examination, I found that he wasn’t.

“He’s a madman.”

Han Yuandong asked his mother in surprise:

“A madman? But he seems very normal to me?”

Shana tugged at the wrinkles on her face, revealing a creepy smile:

“Indeed, but aren’t seemingly normal madmen common in the world we live in?

“Look, there are humans in this world who actually think the world is worth saving, and there are madmen who fantasize about being the God of Gods. Although their madness may not be so obvious to most people, if you really stand in the same position as them and look at the world…

“You will clearly realize their problems.

“And as people often say, madmen always think they are right, even if some of them admit that they are mad, it is just a public statement. They can never see their own appearance when they look in the mirror.”

They all couldn't understand what Shana was talking about.

Han Ming tentatively asked:

“Are we here for this madman?”

Shana replied:

“You’re right.

“Madmen also have different degrees of danger. Some may readily brandish their blades at us, while others are so weak and hidden that they seem almost indistinguishable from normal people. Therefore, finding a suitable madman is not an easy task.

“Fortunately, Marne’s level of madness is just right.”

Just right for her.

Shana smiled and gazed at the distant mountains:

“He doesn’t seem to realize the difference between himself and normal people yet, so naive that I want to hold him in my palm and take care of him carefully. Unfortunately, he has already stepped halfway into the flames.

“Ancient and terrifying gods will scare this poor little guy.

“But he will soon realize that there are things in the world that are much more terrifying than flames, and then he will turn around and throw himself into my arms.”

Han Ming and his siblings looked at each other.

Shana ignored her descendants. Steam slowly emerged from her face, and then instantly transformed into a turbulent sea, as if boiling. Clouds slowly condensed in front of her, and raindrops fell vertically on her face, stirring up bursts of waves.

“Ren Yan shows no signs of descending. Now is the time to start the attack.” Her gentle tone reminded her grandchildren of their childhood memories of their grandmother. “Marne…”

She was about to get him.