Chapter 105: The Conspirator's Last Carnival

As the conversation in the Palace of Myths came to an end, Andy was looking in the mirror in the elegantly decorated dormitory.

The mirror was clear and transparent, but the image in it was not himself.

It was a figure in white with long hair draped over the shoulders.

The figure had its eyes closed and its toes were lightly touching the floor, making it appear that it was half floating, which was quite magical.

This is the evil spirit in Andy.

But compared to usual, the evil spirits at this time have changed a lot.

The white dress on her body was no longer torn, and her wet and messy long black hair had now become jet-black and beautiful, draped neatly and smoothly behind her.

If you look at these alone, anyone would think that the person in the mirror is a young beauty with a slim figure.

However, if you look at its face at this moment, this impression will disappear and you will be frightened instead.

Because its facial features are flat.

Although the skin on her face was white and delicate without any blemish, she had no lips and no nose.

There was only a pair of tightly closed, bare, eyelash-less eyes.

This appearance is very strange. Compared with the rotten appearance with the nose bone exposed, it is not only not beautiful at all, but even more terrifying.

And he has a unique aura.

If you are timid, you might faint from fear just by looking at it.

"Unfortunately, my digestion is not very good."

Andy thought secretly as he stood in front of the mirror and stared at each other.

Transformed too profoundly by the two powerful forces, this idiotic evil spirit has been in a deep sleep since entering the Devil's Palace.

Up to now, there is no sign of waking up.

Although he could feel that the other party was in a very stable state at the moment, this stability meant that there would be no changes in the short term.

Andy wasn't sure exactly when he would wake up.

But it doesn't matter.

Because it is not used for the time being.

After observing for a few seconds, Andy retracted his gaze and focused on himself.

He escalated again when that conversation in the Palace of Myth took place.

In other words, the myriad of differentiated abilities built using the "Tao" have been improving intermittently during this period.

At the beginning, he could only distinguish small things such as flies, mosquitoes, etc.

But now, less than half a month later, all this has undergone a qualitative change.

He raised his hand, plucked out a few strands of hair, and threw them to the ground.

They were floating in the air and suddenly expanded and spread, turning into several naked babies.

Babies can be boys or girls, fat or thin, even black or white.

In the setting sun outside the window, their faces looked very different, some were delicate and beautiful, some were naive and cute, and some were twisted and ugly.

They lay on the ground one by one, seeming to feel the coolness.

So within a few seconds of birth, chaotic cries and howls rang out one after another.

As if it was an instinct, the noise made people's eardrums vibrate and their heads buzz.

Andy didn't mind the noise.

But before he could observe these "soldiers", the door not far away was suddenly knocked.

This made him frown slightly, a little surprised.

But Andy did not hesitate. As soon as he thought about it, he turned the babies into black mist and dissipated on the spot.

He went to open the door and saw a stranger he had never seen before.

This man was short and fat, with brown hair and a round face. When he saw the door open, he was a little surprised to see that there was no one behind Andy.

But he said nothing, handed Andy a letter, and hurried away.

After opening the letter, Andy couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Inside were several photos of the Hall family.

Warm and harmonious, the brother and sister are lively and cute, it's very beautiful.

But on the back of these photos, there are words that say the opposite.

Torture.

pain.

Torture.

die!

Obviously, this is a warning.

More and more excessive warnings!

…

“Have you sent over the photos?”

In the square outside the dormitory area, a middle-aged man in a suit and with an upright posture was sitting on a bench at the edge of the square.

Seeing the short and fat young man walking hurriedly, he looked over quietly.

"It has been delivered to him personally, Chief Connor."

Under the setting sun, the short and fat young man answered very respectfully, "But from the look on his face when he opened the door, it seemed that he didn't care about our threats at all."

“That’s normal.”

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The middle-aged man called Chief Connor had a hooked nose, thin lips, and a tough and mean look.

After hearing this, he said calmly: "The slap didn't hit him, so of course he doesn't feel the pain."

"But if he still doesn't make the right choice after seeing those photos, then the next step is to contact all the major newspapers in France and publicize what happened to the Hall family."

"I don't think that kid can hold on for long." The short and fat young man agreed, feeling awe in his heart.

Publicize the beauty and kindness of the Hall family, publicize the Hall family’s current predicament, and then spread lies, guide public opinion, and point the finger at Andy, the Hall’s son who “did not help the dying.”

After this set of tricks, even if the emperor of the empire firmly supports Andy, Andy's future will not be smooth.

This kind of future is not limited to the church. Even if he is forced to leave the church later, it will be difficult for him to have good development in other fields with such a reputation.

What’s interesting is that the middle-aged man who made this plan was a direct subordinate of the Pope.

Cornel Pater, deputy director of the French Inquisition.

He was also the main operator in the framing of the Hall family not long ago.

Controlling public opinion and identifying the victim as the person responsible, this method of confusing right and wrong, in the eyes of the deputy director of the local judicial bureau, is a common strategy to deal with the enemy.

So after a few brief instructions, the conspirator got up and left the square.

Although Conor Pat is not a high-ranking figure in the Vatican system, he is not a small fry either.

These things related to Andy are not small, but they are not big either.

He planned this conspiracy just to relieve the Pope's worries.

Once the general direction is given, subordinates will naturally take care of the specific implementation details.

Relatively speaking, most of his energy was actually focused on the forest treasure.

Because this is what His Holiness the Pope really cares about...

"I don't know who has the guts to snatch your Majesty's arm."

As he hurried toward the forest military camp, the deputy director pondered the matter with a calm expression.

But before he reached his destination, a sudden accident made him stop in his tracks.

The surprise comes from the changes in the sky——

It was almost night, the sun was not bright above, and being in the dark forest, the surroundings were even darker.

But at a certain moment, a magnificent golden light suddenly appeared in the sky, and when it came silently, it instantly drove away the gloomy atmosphere in the forest! The environment became as bright as day, and the deputy director and his subordinates behind him couldn't help but raise their hands to cover their eyes, with a look of surprise.

But before they could react, a golden thunderbolt, accompanied by a loud noise, struck them in front of them! An earthquake-like turbulence followed, making these people unstable and screaming subconsciously.

On the ground ahead, dirt was flying and a burning smell was everywhere, and a hole like an abyss appeared instantly!

But change comes quickly and goes quickly.

Within a minute, the turmoil around him calmed down.

However, standing on the edge of the deep pit, Connor Pat's face was dazed and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"This seems to be the legendary light of judgment?"

"What's going on?"

"Something seems to be wrong..."

All the subordinates were confused by this.

However, he did not notice that the deputy director who was leading the team had turned pale.

The warning from the archangel has appeared! (End of this chapter)