Another World: My life is on the hook!

The First Saint looked down at him with a sneer, hands behind his back.

"No, you should have thought of it a long time ago. It's just that you forced yourself not to believe it. You can sabotage my plan again and again in the city of the curse, and finally lead the war, which already shows that you have far beyond the ordinary. human insight."

"You should have already guessed about this in your heart when you first encountered the powerful force that the little girl erupted, right?"

Lynn leaned on the chair, stared at him, and replied:

"I was worried about this, because I didn't expect there to be nearly extraordinary power on Blue Star, so I did think that if I were the Flesh God Sect, then I would definitely treat them as soon as possible. To infiltrate, I will definitely not sit back and watch this force, even if they are only slightly stronger bugs, I must ensure that nothing will go wrong."

"So the best way is to control them and make them work for me."

The First Saint smiled lightly, his affirmation showing in his eyes.

"That's why I said, you are also a demon from hell."

"If you had joined my Flesh God Sect instead of Night City, you would have become an extremely crazy evil god. It's just a pity that you were in the wrong camp, but I still don't understand. Why do you want to take such a big risk to have this conversation with the Priory?"

The wind outside the door became more and more intense, and the screams were getting closer.

Lynn stared at him and said with a smile:

"Because I want to take a gamble."

Yes.

He had indeed already thought of what might happen when he first met the Messiah, and it was precisely because of this implicit worry that he tried not to allow himself to have direct contact with them as much as possible.

So it has always been difficult for him to trust them, not only because they are orderly neutral pedants, but more importantly because of this worry.

But really tiny.

It was so small that as long as anyone stood in his position, they wouldn't even realize it, because the other party really didn't show any clues.

So he's been watching.

And what really made him decide to make this contact was the attack from those seven apostles.

Because as seven of the so-called twelve saints of the Priory, he didn't feel any aura of being controlled from them, which also affected his judgment to a large extent, making him think that They're really nothing more than a bunch of pedants.

"It seems that I lost on my luck."

Lynn tapped her temples with a smile.

The first saint looked down at him with a faint smile, and said, "No, Lynn, you have actually done a good job, because you are in the light and I am in the dark, I can know your every move, but you I can only guess that you really don't have many cards to play, but your hand of White Mist is really good."

"You should also be aware that we will kill you, so you use that method to shield your breath on a large scale. This is indeed a good countermeasure. If we kill you with large-scale curses or extraordinary weapons , This huge catastrophe will inevitably cause a huge backlash from the entire human society, making them fully aware of our threat, which in turn will allow them to unite and create obstacles for us."

"Although we are not afraid, there are more bugs and they will bite people."

Lynn sat there with a smile, awe-inspiring.

"So you plan to get rid of me in the name of the Priory?"

The first apostle paced back and forth with the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "It can be said that, but in another week, when the swarm kills enough people to summon my army, then I won't care, but I know You can't wait, you will definitely try to contact the military, after all, your power alone is still limited."

Lynn smiled lightly and said, "So you throw out those seven saints to lure me and add some chips to my hand. Don't say, this method really works. Haven't I already followed your way?"

The first apostle moved his body lightly, twisting his neck with a click.

"In fact, I still wanted to continue playing with you. It took me a long time to get someone to prepare this projection container for me, and I don't mind using you to kill my time."

"But what I didn't expect is that you seem to have actually researched a way to fight my swarm?"

He turned his head slowly, a cruel smile appeared on the face of that body.

"Then you will have to die."

hum-

Almost at that moment, the door of the interrogation room exploded amidst howling ghosts and howling wolves, and the bloody gust instantly turned into countless empty skeletons, rushing towards Lin En with screams.

Countless blood-colored vines spread over the surrounding walls at that instant, enveloping the entire room in an instant.

Lynn squinted for a moment.

He was about to cut himself off from this body immediately.

But at the moment when he thought of this, a sharp pain swept through his consciousness in an instant, and faces appeared on the surrounding walls, sending out deafening screams towards him.

And a system prompt sounded in his mind instantly.

【warn!Affected by unknown forces, the spiritual link cannot be severed! 】

【warn!Affected by unknown forces, the spiritual link cannot be severed! 】

"It's useless." The first indifferent person on the screen looked down at him and said:

"Your puppetry is really extraordinary. As long as it is engraved on the corpse, you can remotely let your own consciousness descend. I have only seen it in the puppet house in hell, but I have fought against him. , so I know better than you how to deal with this ability."

"Your will will be trapped in this body, and I think if it's just a soul, you probably won't be able to use your weird abilities."

"Nightmare, kill him."

boom--

Lynn's body was swept away by the howling wind in an instant, and hit the wall heavily, and his spirit also felt the severe pain of a knife under that blow.

Lynn raised his head with a click, squinting at the black nightmare that was rushing towards him.

He wiped the minced meat and blood from the puppet at the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile:

"It seems that this time is really hopeless, but being able to die in your hometown is not something you can't accept. You won, Flesh Ruler, you finally eradicated me, the biggest threat, and you finally got your wish .”

"But I will not die by your hands,"

For an instant.

That is, when the illusory monster was about to kill him, he raised his hand with a smile, smashed his head with a punch, and destroyed the puppet guidance engraved in his brain.

Accompanied by the spray of blood and brain tissue, the corpse fell heavily to the ground.

The first saint frowned slightly.

The gust of empty wind gathered slowly, and gathered in front of the corpse into an invisible black phantom. It quickly sensed the mental fluctuations around it, and said deeply:

"He collapsed his consciousness and didn't perceive other methods. He committed suicide?"

But the First Saint squinted his eyes, watching the headless corpse through the screen.

"Is there any remnant of spiritual power?"