Who is the murderer?

The wind swept across the wasteland, and the roars of monsters could be heard in the dark mist. They sensed their master's mood and bared their fangs at the goddess.

“Is it too late to talk about this now?”

The Monster Lord sneered: "You are already dead, the gate you were guarding was completely torn apart, and even the World Tree was polluted. You can't do anything when you are alive, so what is the use of an illusion that can only appear with a dirty mind?"

"If it weren't for you, if it weren't for you... hehe."

He was obviously filled with resentment towards these gods, and his words were full of cold sarcasm. Thousands of years could not erase the memories of the past, and whenever the Monster Lord saw these old friends, a long-lost anger would rise in his heart.

He was born at the bottom of the opposite world, tasting the evil of mankind.

That is a place that even the world in the dark mist today should call hell. The creatures born there are ignorant and have only hatred and disgust for life in their hearts. His birth is not accidental. The Twelve Gods have sealed off this world for too long, and the evil intentions accumulated to the extreme are inevitable results. As the gatekeepers of the opposite world, the Twelve Gods naturally know about His birth.

Unfortunately, no god can kill Him, unless they completely destroy humanity and eliminate the source of evil. Otherwise, He is immortal and will live forever in the hearts of humans.

Even so, the twelve gods still tried various methods on him. Some crushed his body countless times, some persuaded him to remove the dirt and educate his heart, some wanted to conquer his spirit, and some wanted to give him the chains of love. Among all the gods, the Lord of Monsters hated three gods the most.

The God of Medicine taught him knowledge and fed him a deadly poison.

The goddess of beauty gave the young monster a taste of love, then plunged the cursed knife into his heart.

The goddess of fate cursed his future with a dagger, predicting that his wish would never come true.

There is a kind of person in the world whose birth is the nightmare of the world. He does not need to do anything, he is destined to bring misfortune to the world the moment he opens his eyes.

The memories of his childhood were far away from the current Monster Lord, not to mention that his enemies had long since perished - as it should have been.

The Monster Lord looked at the Goddess of Destiny coldly, and the black mist condensed into tens of millions of short swords, each blade facing the goddess. The sharp blades cut through the air and fell towards her like a storm!

The bullets fired by the artillery were directly cut off by the daggers. The knights had to hide behind the city walls and watch in horror as the bricks broke directly in half, looking more fragile than freshly baked cakes.

These short swords exuded strong pollution, and anyone who touched them would transform into a monster in a moment. A painful human face grew on the severed bricks, and then fell into the black mist in an instant.

The goddess of fate did not move, only the corner of her clothes was lifted up, and the black gauze as thin as a cicada's wing stretched out into a huge sky curtain, directly swallowing the dagger.

"As a greeting, this seems a little impolite."

The Monster Lord asked back: "Isn't this the result you want?"

"You still don't understand. The reason you are considered a nightmare is because you will become the enemy of the world in all futures."

Hearing the Monster Lord say this, a trace of pity slipped across the goddess's eyes. This trace of pity turned into a sharp dagger that pierced into the Monster Lord's chest, making His expression even gloomier.

At first, the Twelve Gods also tried to find a solution.

He used the artifact to witness different futures. No matter how the twelve gods treated him, the child born from the negative side of the world would eventually destroy the world and open the curtain of a new century.

This is fate, the future, and an unshakable prophecy. Just as this world was destined to lead to the same ending from the moment it was born, the [Monster Lord] is the inevitable terminator.

Therefore, the Twelve Gods can only keep looking for new possibilities and extend the time for the opponent to break the seal as much as possible.

Everyone hopes to know the future, but for the prophet, the clearer the future is, the more despair they feel. In front of the wheel of time, the powerful gods are nothing more than ants carrying heavy loads.

For the prophet, the Lord of Monsters has become the most evil being in everyone's eyes before he has done anything. His every move is speculated, and his words and deeds are considered a deception. Fate has never been hopeful for him, but only a constraint.

"This is the most annoying thing about you." The Monster Lord said coldly. "You all say that the future cannot be changed, so I will become the future and completely control the World Tree. I will create a world that belongs to me, and then we will see who is right and who is wrong."

"I know you have grievances, but compared to the world, we can't let you do whatever you want."

"So you want to deceive me, kill me, curse me, and destroy me? If that's the case, then God can't be called God. If that's all you can do, I'd rather be the master of this world!"

The black fog surrounding the city walls grew thicker. The entire city was being dragged by the endless fog, trying to pull it underground. Mica made sharp cries, and the faces on the tentacles wailed in unison.

A huge shadow slithered behind the Monster Lord, and strange whispers came from it. Something was hiding in it, looking out with malicious eyes. The Monster Lord stood in front of them, his figure almost blending into the darkness.

His voice suddenly became quiet, with a chilling stillness and peace.

"If you want to save humanity, then everyone will merge with the black mist. This will be the only future for this world."

“I don’t recognize such a future.”

The goddess of fate opened her arms, and the sound of hands turning could be heard in the air. The sound of countless doors opening came from far away, and all the timekeeping tools that have appeared in history were gathered here. The most conspicuous one was the phantom of a huge pocket watch behind the goddess.

A soft voice rang in Mason's ears: "Will you lend me your power?"

The boy answered without hesitation: "Of course."

As he said this, something soft rested on his shoulders. A warm current flowed through his body. The illusion of the World Tree became more and more real.

Because of his previous performance with Ma Jia on the city wall, the souls in the [Lost Country] provided a sum of energy, which was all absorbed by the World Tree and projected into reality. The metal face lowered his eyes and dared not look any further, for fear of offending the goddess.

The goddess of fate embraced the boy in her arms. The illusory figure was obviously weightless, but there was a warm feeling. Through the eyes of the goddess, Mason's vision rose higher and higher, and finally passed the black fog and reached the highest point of the sky.

The sun still stared with its scaly pupils, alternating with the moon to survey the earth. Meat-like clouds clustered around the sun and the moon, weaving into a blasphemous and bizarre scene.

The goddess of fate sighed softly: "The moon god and the sun god took off their eyes for the continuation of mankind, but they never thought that they would become the source of pollution now."

The boy's Adam's apple moved: "Are the God of the Blazing Sun and the God of the Moon, no, the Twelve Gods really dead?"

"If we are talking about the twelve gods of the past, they are indeed dead. But if we are talking about the twelve gods as gods, they are indeed still alive."

"Since you are still alive, why do the churches say that you have perished? Weren't you born for humans? Why don't you return to humans? You——"

He had so many questions he wanted to ask that he couldn't finish them all in such a short time. The goddess of fate held Mason's hand from behind, put her lips to the boy's ear, and whispered.

"If you really want to know the answer, I can give you a hint. What you want to know is in the dark mist, and the person who can lead you into the dark mist is right beside you."

A blurry shadow flashed before his eyes. The boy's pupils shrank, and his right hand involuntarily followed the goddess's swing. Instantly, the sky darkened, and the sky was split in half by an invisible force.

Half of the moonlight was bright, and half of the sun was shining. The startled sun and moon both "looked" in the direction of the movement. Mason's skin immediately grew dense little buds, enough to drive a person with claustrophobia crazy. The goddess of fate took off her veil and covered his eyes. All the abnormal movements on the boy's body disappeared immediately, leaving only a feeling of peace in his heart.

At the same time, the sound of the hands in Mason's ears gradually became crazier, spinning faster and faster, almost flying out of the dial. The coverage of the World Tree suddenly expanded, forcing the Monster Lord to slow down.

Taking advantage of the gap, the heart of the goddess of fate burst into a strong light, completely breaking the blockade of the monster lord. The entire city was pulled into the void by an invisible force, completing the final escape.

Space and time were tangled together in a disordered way, and the touch behind me gradually faded. The goddess of fate sighed with a smile, and the last bit of heat faded away.

"You are a very good kid. Grow up quickly. There is not much time left."

When the dizzy feeling ended, the city landed with a dull thud. The heart of the goddess of fate seemed to have exhausted its power and dimmed along with the other artifacts. Mason almost fell to the ground. He looked around with the help of the mechanic's eyes and found that he was surrounded by an unfamiliar mountain range.

The high mountains stretched far away, surrounded by dark mist. They seemed to have landed in a mountainous area, and everything around them was unfamiliar. Many residents appeared on the streets, and the king arranged the work in an orderly manner. Under his command, the residents divided the work and cooperated, skillfully repairing their own city.

The Mechanic and Oreius came to the core and merged with Mason. After the two vests merged, No. 1 bowed deeply to them on behalf of his master.

"Thank you all for your help. Without your help, it would have been difficult for us to escape this time."

Mason waved his hands: "He came for us. We are the ones who brought danger to the Lost Country, so it is only right that we solve it."

The mechanic answered readily: "My employer said so, I have no objection~"

The metal man looked at the mechanic, hesitant to speak. The other party's ability was really exciting, and it was no different from a miracle for the researchers in the Mechanical City. But on the other hand, he had been isolated from the outside world for too long, and many things were no longer familiar to him. After thinking it over, the metal man still made a suggestion.

"Ms. Mechanic, your abilities are very special. Why don't you go to the Mechanic City and have a look? They will definitely welcome you."

Machinist...Ms.

The corners of the three people's mouths twitched silently at the same time. God knows that when Mason made this vest, he just felt that the vest seemed too masculine and not feminine, which was a bit unscientific, so he made a female one.

Hearing this title suddenly, he felt a little upset. There is only one time and countless times for a man to dress up as a woman. Mason comforted himself silently in his heart and his expression returned to normal.

The metal face didn't notice the subtlety of the moment. The pipe arm stretched out in front of the mechanic, and a drop of liquid as golden as gold leaked out from between its fingers. Its existence was very strange, a bit like a half-solidified gummy candy. The tentacles were cold and soft, and the number "4" could be faintly seen in them.

"This is my ID card. With it, you have an invitation to enter and leave the Mechanical City. Even if the chief of the Mechanical City changes, the ID card will never become invalid. It is a key."

The mechanic asked with interest, "What is this key used to open?"

The metal face hesitated for a while. Since he had chosen to hand it over, there was no need to keep it secret any longer.

"When the black mist first appeared, astrologers predicted that there would be disasters in the future. The leaves of the World Tree kept falling off. At that time, all forces were engaged in the creation of gods, and the Mechanical City was no exception. Most members of the Mechanical City were researchers, and their individual strength was relatively weak, so they could not take the ordinary path to becoming gods. Therefore, the seven highest-level researchers at the time proposed a bold idea, which we call the Mechanical God Creation Plan."

"Since we can't become gods, let's create a mechanical god!"

From the words of the metal man, Mason vaguely saw the power of the mechanical city at that time. How arrogant and confident it was to want to create a god with a human body!

"Did you succeed?"

"...we succeeded and we failed."

The metal-faced man sighed softly, his tone full of bitterness.

"The Mechanical City created an army of androids, and we called their leader Lilith. She was a perfect creation, and her abilities were once comparable to those of the gods. After the mechanical disaster, the entire android army was mutated, and Lilith killed all the researchers who accompanied the team and then disappeared. After that, I resigned and returned to my own story. You all know what happened next."

Mason tasted it and sensed something strange: "What is your relationship with Lilith?"

"I was the first to propose the Mechanical God Project. I was in charge of the entire manufacturing of Lilith, and the other six researchers conducted the testing. In a sense, I should be considered her father. These seven IDs are the keys to unlock Lilith. They are made of extremely rare sky-fallen metal, which is the same origin as Lilith. Only this kind of metal can communicate with Lilith's core."

Regardless of whether it can be used or not, this thought is enough. Mason happened to have some ideas about the Mechanical City. The mechanic accepted the ID card generously.

Seeing this, the tone of the metal man also became relaxed. If the other party accepted his goodwill, the next thing would become easier.

"Let's stop here. The hotel room is ready. You three can go back and have a good rest."

Having said that, the metal man paused and looked at Mason very seriously.

"In addition, I have a favor to ask. Please come to me alone tomorrow, and I will tell you how to defeat the king. Remember, you can only come alone."