I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

The dwarf and the skeleton man did not respond, waiting for the watchmaker to further explain.

“The guest comes from Jue Mountain, not Demon King City.” The watchmaker, Linde, waved away the shadow formed by the light mist.

“That should be normal too. After the Old Goat messed up the faith, anything can happen.” The dwarf turned the sky on the tower, from the scales to a vast starry sky.

A piece was missing from the starry sky, and the shape was a sharp rhombus.

The shape of the Heavenly Spine.

“No, Meyna, this time is different.” Linde shook his head, “This guest took something from the chaos.”

“Oh? I thought only Mentor could take things from you.” The dwarf Meyna was a little surprised.

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“Stilpro can also.” Linde corrected Meyna's mistake, “It's just a pity he's dead.”

“The one from the Creation Department is still asking me to cooperate with him, but I ignored him…” Linde's demonic name always jumped a bit when he spoke of Woodson.

“Stop, come back. You continue to say, what did that guest take away?” Meyna regained the order.

“So, neither of them came back?” Reed Court sat upright under the throne of the giant bone chariot, with a shadow and a snail standing on it.

“Ha, forgetting that kind of thing, isn't it the most boring? Even if he knows what he has forgotten, he still knows what he has forgotten.” Linde smiled.

“So he died, he couldn't understand, he couldn't bring that knowledge back.” Linde didn't want to try to understand the content of that knowledge.

“You need to distinguish the direction his gaze is fixed on and find this knowledge.” Linde looked up at the starry sky.

“Yes.” Yin Xian nodded.

“Yes, it's the same, just like someone who originally existed in memory, but was forgotten and erased.” Meyna made a clicking sound impatiently.

Just like forgotten things can be remembered with a little reminder or by returning to the scene, no matter who appears in the chaos, Meyna will naturally be prepared.

“Knowledge outside of death can only be understood by death.” The skeleton man Tim shook his head.

“But that doesn't mean He will definitely descend on the High Tower.” Linde's voice suddenly lowered.

The shadow's head was very large, a little red, and its limbs and features were constantly changing.

“I will find Him.” Meyna nodded.

“I will bring the knowledge from the chaos back to the High Tower.” Meyna nodded, knowing it was time to show his presence in the Time Mark.

“His awakening means that we have finally accumulated knowledge worthy of His attention, and it also means that His gaze will gradually turn to the Chaos Continent…”

“So you will go to find where His gaze is pointing, and you continue to pile up the High Tower, okay?” Linde finally smiled, like a cute little boy who got his favorite doll.

“Yi He is dead, we have one less errand runner, do we need to find a new person…” Linde had a headache.

“Moreover, although the sky has lost its spine, a demon is straightening his back in the north, absorbing the remnants of faith…” The missing spine-shaped starry sky was moved over by Yin Xian, placed together, and juxtaposed with the Time Mark and the Oath.

The top of the High Tower is in the Time Mark.

“Okay… I will come to distinguish who He is watching.” Yin Xian could only accept this task.

“It's your turn.” Meyna signaled Linde to speak.

“Impossible.”

The starry sky is like your puzzle, letting you manipulate it.

“As you can see… the Time Mark is awakening.” One of Linde's eyes suddenly filled with text, and then burst open.”

The shadow and the snail lowered their heads and giggled.

Meyna and Tim lowered their heads.

Linde blinked, and his eyes grew back.

“And it's not just Him, not long ago, the Oath also moved.” Yin Xian shrunk the starry sky on the dome, and a scale shone in the entanglement of the ripples of time.

As she spoke, the starry sky of the dome became hideous, flickering, and constantly arranging and combining.

“Do you mean… the gods will look for agents, and some agents are also impacting new gods?” Meyna looked at the figures flashing in the starry sky.

“Our time has come.” Yin Xian's tone was inexplicably excited, “The efforts of these years have finally paid off.”

“Then it seems we can only wait for him to enter the chaos next time? Otherwise, we can't do anything?” Linde asked rhetorically.

She just wanted to use these knowledge to raise the High Tower higher.

“Yes, the distribution of authority is gradually becoming clear, and we need His attention.” Yin Xian concluded.

“Praise the starry sky.” The watchmaker and the skeleton man said mechanically.

“Then who are you? What you just said… sounds familiar?” Meyna blinked, reappearing the shadow in the light mist.

“In Demon King City, the Colosseum.” Linde opened his hands, and the stars behind him formed the appearance of the Colosseum.

“There is no such a big difference, you know what I'm talking about.” Linde did not accept Tim's correction.

The watchmaker and the skeleton man did not respond at all.

“We can't determine what this knowledge that aroused His interest is, or even determine whether it is here with us…” Linde's expression suddenly became a little distorted.

“How can it be irrelevant?” Linde shook his head, “To gain His attention, the knowledge contained in death is also our treasure.”

“Do you mean… some kind of ritual?” Linde certainly knew that this kind of magic existed.

“I still don't understand… what you are talking about… has nothing to do with me.” The skeleton man finally spoke, his voice intermittent, looking like he was about to die.

“I don't know, at that time, I should have been entangled with Mentor.” Linde spoke of this headache-inducing name, but there was always some uncertainty in his tone.

“I should have seen him, but I have seen too many people, but if I let you see him again, I will recognize him. He absorbed some chaotic power, power that I cannot understand.” Meyna's order of speaking became chaotic.

“What about you? Tim?” Linde looked at the skeleton man.

“I understand.” Tim lowered his head deeply again.

“I… forgot…” Linde was very confused.

“And the more souls die, as long as they don't die in the Eight Great Demon Lands, they will become his strength…” The Eight Great Demon Lands in Yin Xian's mouth are certainly not Demon King City, Fire Burning Valley, and Small Ice Rift.

Linde looked at the starry sky of the dome, and then at the confused watchmaker and the silent skeleton man, and didn't think this was a method.

“Can't find it.” Yin Xian shook his head, “Unless among the three of us, someone can give up climbing up.”

“You always look like this.” Linde was a little angry.

“Then just wait, anyway, it's just once in a while. Dealing with it too much will instead fuel some kind of possibility. Besides, if he comes again, you will find him, then that's for sure.” Ignoring Meyna's doubts, Linde made a decision.

“I understand.” Tim noticed the change in the starry sky and lowered his head deeply.

There are Jesse, Tosos, Sistorelm, and the Old Goat.

“The Bone Hammer War took place in Demon King City, the Bone Chariot Sect, now in the distance of the Small Ice Rift, those souls will not belong to you.” Tim corrected Linde's statement.

“After the two wars, plus the Eighth War, his strength should have become much stronger, right?” Linde calculated the Holy City War of the Expeditionary Force, the Bone Hammer War of the Demon Commander, and then everything the Bone Chariot Sect is doing now, calculating Tim's gains.