He is the Holy Son of the Holy See, but a master of black magic.

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 clear, but the image in it was not his own.

But a figure in white with long hair shawl.

The figure's eyes were closed, her toes touched the floor lightly, and she looked half-floating, looking very magical.

This is the evil spirit in Andy.

But compared to usual times, the evil spirit at this time has changed a lot.

The white dress on her body is no longer in tatters, and her long, damp and messy black hair has now become dark and beautiful, draped neatly and smoothly behind her back.

If you just look at these, anyone will think that the person in the mirror is a graceful young beauty.

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

Because its features are flat.

Although the skin on his face is white and delicate, with no blemishes visible, he has no lips or nose.

Some are just a pair of tightly closed, bare eyes without eyelashes.

This appearance is very strange. Compared with the rotten appearance of the nose bone that once leaked, it is not only not half good-looking, but even more terrifying.

And he has a unique "aura" all over him.

If you are timid, just one look at it will probably make you faint.

"Unfortunately, my digestion ability is not very good."

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

Transformed too deeply by the two powers, this idiot evil spirit has been sleeping since the Demon King's Palace.

Even now, there is no sign of waking up.

Although you can feel that the other party is in a very stable state at the moment, this stability means that there will be no changes in a short period of time.

Andy was not sure when he would wake up.

But that doesn't matter.

Because I won't be able to use it for the time being.

After observing for a few times, Andy converged his gaze and focused on himself.

When that conversation in the Palace of Myths happened, he escalated it again.

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

At first, he could only distinguish small things such as flies and mosquitoes.

But now, less than half a month later, all this has changed qualitatively.

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

They were seen floating in the air and suddenly expanded and spread, turning into several little babies without clothes.

There are boys and girls, fat and thin, even black and white.

Under the setting sun outside the window, their faces are quite different. Some are delicate and beautiful, some are naive, and some are twisted and ugly.

One by one, they lay on the ground and seemed to feel the coolness.

So within a few seconds of the birth, chaotic cries began one after another.

It's like instinct, making people's eardrums vibrate and their brains buzzing.

Andy didn't mind the noise.

But before he could observe these "little soldiers", there was a sudden knock on the door not far away.

This made him frown slightly, a little surprised.

But Andy didn't hesitate. In a flash of thought, the babies turned into pieces of black mist and dissipated in place.

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 that there was nothing behind Andy.

But he didn't say anything, handed Andy a letter, and walked away in a hurry.

Opening the letter, Andy couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

Inside are several photos of the Hall family.

Warm and harmonious, a pair of lively and cute siblings, 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.

Increasingly excessive warnings!

"Have you sent all the photos?"

In the square outside the dormitory area, a tall and tall middle-aged man wearing a suit was sitting on a bench at the edge of the square.

Seeing the short, fat young man approaching in a hurry, he looked over quietly.

"Personally delivered into his hands, Director Connoll."

Under the setting sun, the pudgy young man replied very respectfully, "But from the look on his face when he opened the door, he didn't seem to care about our previous threats at all."

"This is normal."

The middle-aged man known as Director Connoll has a hooked nose, thin lips, and a tough and mean appearance.

After hearing this, he said calmly: "The slap didn't hit him, so of course he doesn't know it hurts."

"But if he still doesn't make the right choice after seeing those photos, then the next step will be to contact major newspapers in France to publicize the experience of the Hall family."

"I guess that kid won't be able to hold on for long." The pudgy young man agreed, feeling in awe in his heart.

Promote the beauty and kindness of the Hall family, publicize the current predicament of the Hall family, and then spread lies to guide public opinion and point the finger at Andy, the Hall's son who "will not save him until death."

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

This kind of future is not only within the church. Even if he is forced to leave the church later, with such a reputation, it will be difficult for him to develop well in other fields.

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

Conor Pat, deputy director of the French Inquisition.

He was also the main operator in the frame-up of the Hall family not long ago.

To control public opinion and identify the victim as the person responsible, this method of confusing right and wrong is, in the eyes of the deputy director of the local judicial bureau, a common strategy for responding to the enemy.

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

Although Conor Pat is not a high-ranking figure in the Holy See system, he is not a minor follower either.

These things related to Andy are neither small nor big.

He set up this conspiracy just to relieve the pope's worries and did it casually.

After the general direction is given, naturally there will be subordinates to pay attention to the specific implementation details.

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

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

"I don't know who has the courage to snatch the crown's arm."

As he rushed towards the forest barracks, the deputy director pondered the matter with a calm expression.

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

The surprise comes from the changes in the sky——

It was almost nighttime, and the sun above his head was not bright at all. He was in a dark forest, and his surroundings were even darker and darker.

But at a certain moment, a magnificent golden light suddenly appeared in the sky. When it came silently, it drove away the gloomy atmosphere in the forest instantly!

The environment became as bright as day, and the deputy director and a group of subordinates behind him couldn't help but raise their hands to cover their eyes, with stunned expressions.

But before they could react, a golden thunder struck in front of them with a loud noise!

An earthquake-like turmoil ensued, making these people unsteady and subconsciously screamed.

The ground ahead was filled with mud and burnt smell, and a pit like an abyss was born instantly!

But changes come and go quickly.

Within a minute, the surrounding turmoil calmed down.

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

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

"what happened?"

"There seems to be something wrong..."

The subordinates were all at a loss about this.

But they didn't notice at all that the deputy director who took the lead was already pale at this time.

The warning from the archangel appears!

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