Chapter 78

When Xizel came back before, because he had not officially taken over the position of head of the family and obtained the identity of warden, he actually did not really understand this prison.

He only stayed in the tower for a few days before going out to work.

This time, he finally had the opportunity to personally visit all areas of the prison.

The warden's office wasn't located within the Tower of Babel. It was, after all, an office area, while the Tower of Babel, arguably the warden's more private domain, sat at the very center of the prison. From the tower, one could even glimpse the entire prison.

The Eastwood Prison for the Insane is open-air, but anyone who looks carefully at the sky can discover a layer of energy fluctuations rippling across it.

——As a hidden family with a history of thousands of years, the prison they built during the heyday of their talent is absolutely impeccable.

This gifted product, which can cover the entire prison sky and prevent anyone from entering or leaving, is just a consumable item that can be replaced at will by the warden.

As César walked toward the office, Ben introduced him respectfully, "The guards here are all loyal servants of the family. They're also bound by death bonds and will never betray you. These bonds were passed on to you the moment you became warden."

Cesare understood.

That's why it's imperative that he be certified as a warden.

Because only in this way can he completely control everything in this prison.

As he walked along the corridor, he occasionally encountered a few men in prison guard uniforms. They all stopped, stood at attention, and respectfully greeted him, "Mr. Warden."

Ben: "You can control them at any time, including me."

The black-haired boy raised his eyebrows slightly, hiding them under the black brim of his hat so that no one could see.

"Domination".

It turns out that the Crest family provides such great protection and maintenance to the next head of the family, the warden of the Eastwood Mental Prison.

His innate power spread out, and under the influence of his faith, it became completely different from before, continuously expanding until it covered the entire prison.

——Everything in this prison is a product of talent.

And his innate power can connect them and manipulate them at will, just like using his arms and fingers.

Not to mention the cost of running an entire prison like this for a thousand years, even if the federation put all its national resources into it, it might not be able to afford even one floor of cells in this prison.

"No matter how vast your family's wealth is, you can't just sit back and enjoy it all." The black-haired warden didn't ask any more questions, but looked at Ben calmly: "I think I've said before that I don't like others to answer my questions."

There didn't seem to be anything in these words, not even any blame, they were as calm and indifferent as ever, but Ben still broke out in a cold sweat.

He boasted that he had been in Eastwood Prison for the Insane for many years and had seen countless vicious super criminals, but now he was so out of control in front of a... teenager.

He also didn't know why, after going out, the warden became more unpredictable and more... terrifying.

He didn't even dare to raise his head and look directly into those misty blue eyes.

The man replied more cautiously and respectfully, "I was inconsiderate. Please forgive me, Warden!"

He didn't even dare to wipe the cold sweat that had already trickled down to his forehead.

"A thousand years ago, when the ancestors of Crest built the Eastwood Lunatic Prison, it was not only to confine those vicious lunatics, but also to provide a refuge for Crest's people."

"So they've already considered all the possibilities. The energy circulation system within the Eastwood Lunatic Prison is extremely complete and completely self-sufficient. Based on the family's current reserves, the energy left for the prison alone could sustain its operation for tens of thousands of years."

Xizel was silent for a moment, barely perceptible, after hearing this.

...The ancestors of the Crest family seemed to be particularly protective of their children.

He said calmly, "They should all be asleep, right?"

Ben immediately raised his head in surprise. At that moment, he couldn't even control the expression on his face, revealing a subtle "How did you know?"

The warden, his black hair cascading over his shoulders, said slowly, "Do you think people like Kresters with this personality would allow themselves to die?"

And then leave a junior outside to face those jackals, tigers and leopards?

class:"……"

So it was the elders’ protective style that exposed them?

In just one morning, he had already disappointed the warden twice. Heartbroken, the man spoke mournfully, "...There are indeed several powerful elders who have used secret techniques to put themselves into a deep sleep, rather than dying like the other Crests. If the Eastwood Lunatic Prison encounters any future dangers and cannot offer you protection, they will obey the call of their bloodline and forcibly awaken."

Cesar nodded calmly.

He did not ask why Crest's people died so quickly, nor did he ask what would happen after the elders woke up. Instead, Ben was confused for a moment, and then he slowly came to his senses - in front of the warden, it seemed that nothing could be hidden. Since he asked, he must have guessed the result.

In today's world where the whole world is in decline, raising an agent... requires an unimaginable price.

This is also the reason why the Freeman family became increasingly vulnerable after Xia Zuo was born.

The current situation in the world is no longer conducive to the birth of two such powerful characters at the same time.

Crest was one of the few, and the other members of Cizer's tribe saved him.

Thousands of years had passed, so whether or not the god could be awakened was secondary. They could have simply cut off his possibility of growing up, or even prevented his birth, but they didn't.

And what about those elders after they wake up? After solving his problem, they might immediately turn into ashes.

Comic Will had been with him for so long that he naturally learned to use his brain when encountering things. He felt a little sad when he heard this and whispered, "This, this is the identity automatically completed by the world background. You don't have to mind it."

"The entire Crest family is made up of good people. This is the fundamental setting of the world, and there will definitely be a good outcome in the finale. I've seen that the willpower of today's comic readers is simply not strong enough to be shaken."

The comic's will didn't hear the black-haired boy's reply, but he wasn't angry. Instead, he seemed to remember something and his voice became a little softer again: "...By the way, where are your family in real life?"

The warden, who was slowly flipping through a map of the detention area, finally spoke calmly, "Didn't you research me before choosing me?"

The comic's will was instantly choked: "..."

It simply - hadn't thought of this!

Who knows what it was thinking at the time, and how it bound him?

If you do a little research, you will know what he is!

Look at what has become of the protagonist?!

The more Comic Will thought about it, the angrier he became. He was angry at himself for being careless, and also at Cesar for being so heartless. He was too rational and could do anything - wait, it seemed that what he did was also at his own request.

It was a contract that I signed with all my heart.

Comic Will: "..."

Oh my god, it seems like a sucker!

It decided to ignore this evil-hearted man, but after a while, because of its own son's matter, it hesitantly came over and asked with some curiosity and some heartache: "Xizel, do you think Xia Zuo will catch up?"

César: "Want to know the information? One for one."

The comic will was confused: "Huh?"

The black-haired boy tilted his head slightly, and his long hair scattered on his shoulders fell with his movement, revealing a cold luster.

He said calmly, "How did you choose me?"

The comic's will felt that this was nothing to hide: "I just saw you at first sight."

The black-haired boy suddenly smiled. "Really? That's such a coincidence."

The comic's breathing suddenly stopped.

When a person who hasn't laughed for a long time suddenly laughs, the impact is so strong that it makes people dizzy, dizzy, and dazed.

The comic will almost said, "Just ask whatever you want to know, I will tell you everything."

Fortunately, it was only influenced by human aesthetics and was not a real human being, which is why it was able to come to its senses when it was on the verge of stupidity.

... Damn, such alluring beauty!!

It was furious and said, "You should tell me your analysis of Xia Zuo!"

Even though César has made the popularity of this comic increasingly higher, it is still unable to maintain the operation of such a large world - and this world is gradually sliding into the abyss, and the comic's will is unable to cope and is becoming increasingly stretched.

Not to mention that Xia Zuo is a priest, so it takes a lot of energy for him to observe. He can only listen to the judgment of his black-hearted partner, who has a terrifying control over people's hearts.

César: "Xia Zuo will not come to the Eastwood Prison for the Insane now."

When he was using the identity of Christine, he once told Xia Zuo to go to the Eastwood Prison to see what he could find there.

Comic Will: ...Indeed.

——He could find his deceased best friend there. Surprising or not?

"Coming here is what he wants most right now, but Shazo Freeman is a good man. Have you forgotten what I said?"

The handsome and cold warden fiddled with the black leather gloves on his hands, and said calmly and nonchalantly, yet with extraordinary confidence:

"—He will become the leader of mankind."

【You will become the leader of mankind.】

The arrow is on the string and must be shot.

Eastwood Lunatic Prison is right there, and anyone can find it at any time. But ordinary people who have finally made it out of prison can't afford to waste time.

Every day the war continues will cost countless lives.

They have occupied the Gray Moon District. The Gray Moon District is not a marginal area, but a proper second-level area, and it is also the throat leading to the federal center.

What this represents is self-evident.

He must not show any abnormality at this juncture.

So the brown-haired boy put on his combat uniform, suppressed all the emotions that surfaced on his face, and calmly explained to everyone that His Majesty the Prophet was praying for everyone in the central temple.

Until they prevail, the Prophet will remain so.

"Conquering the Federation at an absolute speed will be the best gift you can give to His Majesty."

He is calm, mature, steady and tough.

He is invincible.