The clown said:

"Of course, that's what I'm going to talk about next, because we have made a breakthrough - under my leadership, when we were still in Shatley, the search operation we launched was quite successful. The result of the investigation at that time was that after the Perrus Empire was destroyed in Cantwin, three key figures successfully escaped from there. After the situation calmed down, they formed a very hidden organization called the Soul of Brash. The purpose of this organization is to completely control the terrifying power of the high priest Jiger and revive the Perrus Empire."

"Among the three key figures who escaped, two were disciples of the High Priest Jig. In the records, they were called the Black and White High Priests. The sight of the High Priest Jig fighting against the Delos Empire on his own had a huge impact on them, so they believed that as long as this power could be completely mastered or replicated, then reviving the empire would not be a dream! According to the records, the efforts of these two people were successful. They successfully entered the place where the High Priest Jig fell and came out alive, and left behind records."

"In order to find the records of the black and white high priests, we actually split into two groups. One group entered the Xu country to look for the relics of the white priest, and the other group went deep into the Ten Thousand Year Snow Mountain. Because we established a lot of friendship with the Bantu tribe during the time of Shatli, so with their help, our people were able to go deep into the lair of the ice dragon Skarsa to look for the relics of the black priest."

"Of these two routes, it is generally acknowledged that the search for the Black Priest Relics is the most risky and has the least possibility, so I put most of my energy and resources into the route in Xu's motherland... However, the world is so strange, the route in Xu's motherland yielded nothing, while the riskiest route brought huge rewards!!"

At this point, the clown paused, crossed his hands on the table, and said seriously:

"We...got the Black Priest's diary!!"

…

If Du Yuqi were here, he would suddenly realize that the plot that the clown Moriarty had laid out in the virtual motherland was not fruitless at all, but the success he had achieved was intercepted halfway. After all, the opportunity to obtain the power of the high priest Zigg was too great!

If it were someone else, they should be able to withstand the attack, but the ZERO organization's internal response in the Fengquan style is Shi Siding! Du Yuqi has already inquired about his identity. To put it simply, he is the son of Feng Lin's niece. In other words, although this guy is not named Feng, he also has the blood of this family flowing in his body. He is paranoid, stubborn, crazy, and unscrupulous in his pursuit of power. Once he fails to achieve it, he will even have a tendency to self-destruct.

Therefore, when facing the power of the great priest Jiger, Shi Siding was controlled by the desire from his blood. He betrayed the organization, took the clue from the white priest for himself, and sealed it up with the secret technique from the Feng family. He planned to wait for the opportunity and take out the power after the storm died down, but he didn't expect that fate would play tricks on him...

After hearing what the clown said, Misha immediately smiled:

“This is truly a huge breakthrough.”

As soon as Mixia said this, Xiong Rishou's face immediately became serious, and the clown continued:

"Everyone has some quirks. Some people like to put ketchup on their faces, some like to eat smelly tofu, and some have a special fetish for little boys under ten years old. But the black priest's quirk is to write a diary every day. Of course, while he is alive, no one can read this diary without his permission."

"When High Priest Jig fell, White Priest and Black Priest were not by his side. Not only were they injured and recuperating, but they were also just priests at the time. Therefore, Black Priest's records were mainly based on the post-war situation. That is - the place where High Priest Jig fell cannot exist in this world at all. The out-of-control power not only did not dissipate, but also evolved into the power of chaos. It will continue to spread and corrode the main plane. So the legend is true! The Empire invited all the priests, apocalypses, and superpowers they could find to come and jointly create a huge seal to separate that place from the main plane of the continent!"

After hearing what the clown said, Mixia nodded and said:

"It seems that I have come to the right place this time. This matter must be kept secret - and send me the diary of the black priest later."

The clown hesitated and said:

"Please forgive me, because your last request seems a bit difficult. I can't really tell you the details. Anyway, you will know when you get there. The diary of the black priest is, uh... not quite the same as the diary in the conventional sense that we understand."

Since the clown said so, Mixia nodded, and then there were some routine reports, in which some problems were mentioned. Since Mixia was there, they were of course dealt with immediately. Before they knew it, the carriage had slowly stopped and arrived at a place that looked very desolate.

This seems to be an abandoned small village with a wide and desolate view around. In the center of the village is an abandoned dry well. There are seven or eight houses scattered around the well. This is the most common pattern within thousands of miles - where there is water, there will be life and business opportunities, and once the water source is abandoned, the life and business opportunities will also wither.

After the carriage reached the open space next to the dry well, it slowly stopped. Perhaps only a few people noticed that the carriage had a slight vibration when it entered the village area, because that was a sign that the magic illusion began to take effect.

If there were any spies who were paying close attention and looking in, they would have noticed that this ordinary-looking carriage had stopped, and several ordinary-looking mercenaries jumped out and started to make a fire and cook. Everything seemed extremely normal, but in fact, what he saw was just a magical illusion. The truth was that the carriage in the barrier had driven onto a well-camouflaged platform, and then the platform began to slowly descend and entered the underground base of the ZERO organization.

Underground operations should have been the strength of the Zero organization. Why do I say that? Do you remember the first time Du Yuqi saw the Joker? This guy emerged from a huge drilling rig. With such a huge underground drilling rig, it wouldn't be a big problem to build a palace underground, right?

This is indeed the case at this moment. The underground base of the ZERO organization looks neat, spacious, and bright. The walls are made of clean metal, which is mirror-proof and well ventilated. It does not look like it is deep underground at all.

Mixia walked on it, her high heels making a clacking sound. There were obviously dozens of people surrounding her, and there were a lot of people working in the rooms she passed by, but no sound was made. Only her footsteps echoed. It was a complete feeling of domination. Wherever the sound reached, that was her territory!

Soon, the clown brought Misha to the depths of the base, where there was a tightly guarded alloy door that required a password. After opening it and walking twenty meters, there was another similar alloy door blocking the way. This door needed a magic key to open.

After entering another 20 meters, there is another closed door. The way to open this door is the most clumsy and primitive. The clown must come out and call out the names of the 24 guards guarding this door one by one. Then the 24 guards work together to use the most clumsy method to lift the bolt of this heavy door - you read it right, it is a bolt! Because the simpler the thing, the harder it is to crack - this is the only way to enter the warehouse behind.

Needless to say, what is stored in this warehouse is the diary of the Black Priest!

As the twenty-four guards struggled to lift the bolt, the heavy door slowly opened, and large clumps of light blue ice mist spread out from it. The temperature around suddenly dropped several degrees. Mixia walked in under the guidance of the clown. After turning a corner, she was suddenly moved. After looking up, she couldn't help but said:

"Is this the diary of the Black Priest?"

The clown bowed and said:

"Yes, this is the diary of the black priest that we brought out from the lair of the ice dragon Skarsa after we lost 137 skilled fighters and spent nearly 700,000 magic gold coins!"

At this time, most of the people who followed Mixia also saw the diary of the black priest, and they all took a breath of cold air, because what appeared in front of them at this time was a pale blue ice wall that was thirty or forty meters high! The appearance of such a huge space underground was already shocking, not to mention a huge ice wall that was as big as a hill!

Not only that, the thing inside the ice wall was even more shocking. It was an extremely huge wailing grass, which was more than 30 meters high!

The wailing grass only appears in the Gran Forest. It is a very peculiar plant. Like the pitcher plants on Earth, it is a "meat eater". The wailing grass can sense signs of animal activity far away, and then it will retract into the ground. The flower buds on the top will release a faint, strange smell, luring the prey to approach slowly. Then, after the prey approaches, it will suddenly emerge from the ground and pop out the long thorns on its body to launch a terrible attack on it. Then, the prey's blood and the rotting liquid after death are the best supplements for the wailing grass.

However, the largest wailing grass is only as tall as a person. The wailing grass in front of him, which has been magnified dozens of times, is something he has never seen, let alone heard of!