The game vest cannot be dropped!

The man bowed to him.

And Judith looked into Lucius' eyes and said: "At that time, I didn't have the power to sneak into the upper world, so I had to ask Kant to come to you and bring the game of connecting the lower world that I designed with him." .”

"Kant is my brother."

"The characters you have chosen are also the conjurers that I and he secretly selected. They are conjurers who get along with the curse spirit day and night. I hope you can discover the connection behind the curse spirit and your own divine power..."

Lucius couldn't help being startled, and then he was a little puzzled and said, "Then why didn't you tell me directly at the beginning..."

Judith caressed Lucius' face and smiled wryly: "I told you so much directly, you won't believe it."

Too...

Lucius stared blankly at his palm.

Why all the problems were solved, but I didn't feel a little relaxed.

Those spell spirits were created by the Lord God using his own power...

The answer I have been looking for is actually behind me.

"But...why..." Lucius looked at Judith slowly, with a trace of fragility and helplessness in his usual casual eyes.

Judith sighed slightly, then gently took Lucius' hand:

"It's all about balance."

Lucius was puzzled: "What does this have to do with the balance of good and evil... Obviously they are two different things..."

Judith looked at his little son lovingly:

"It is the balance between human beings and nature."

"He thinks there are too many human beings, so he uses your power to generate spells to kill some of them. This can not only separate the relationship, but also attribute the death of human beings to their own evil thoughts."

After listening to Judith's words, Lucius was completely silent: "...."

Lucius never thought that his divine power could cause such great harm to human beings.

Every time the task is completed, the target human just has a little more evil thoughts, and there is no substantive action at the moment.

And the appearance of the curse spirit seemed to materialize Lucius' ability.

The infinite restoration and magnification reflect the harm his ability can do to human beings, making Lucius, who only now knows the truth, feel a sense of helplessness.

But soon, Lucius stood up suddenly, wanting to run outside.

Kant stopped him worriedly: "Lucius, where are you going..."

Lucius murmured: "I want to eliminate them all...I can't let them continue to exist in this world."

Hearing this, Judith couldn't help standing up and dissuading him: "Child, we have to take our time, your body can't bear you swallowing all the curse spirits at once!"

However, in the next second, Lucius fell silent, and as Kant grabbed his arm, he collapsed and fell into Kant's arms.

Judith hurried up to check: "What's wrong with you..."

In the next second, Judith and Kant were shocked.

The boy lying in Kant's arms at this time is not the real Lucius.

It was just a puppet left behind by Lucius using a blindfold.

Judith, who hadn't recovered much divine power yet, couldn't perceive Lucius' position like last time, shook his head in a broken voice, "No, I have to stop Lucius quickly! Where will he go?"

Kant was silent for a second, and then said: "I think, I should have guessed where he will go."

.....

Lucius moved forward at an inhuman speed, but was stopped by a figure.

"Mytil." Lucius called out his brother's name: "Don't stop me."

Mittel sighed slightly, then looked at his brother whom he loved all along: "Lucius, you go back with me first..."

Lucius shook his head vigorously, his expression almost collapsed: "No, Mittel, you don't even know what happened..."

"I'm going to destroy all the curse spirits."

"Humans don't get any benefit from the curse spirit."

Mittel shook his head slightly, and couldn't help pointing: "But, Lucius, what benefits do humans get from you?"

Lucius froze in place when he heard the words: "..."

I am indeed a god in charge of human evil thoughts, from this perspective, there is no need to exist.

Mittel couldn't help but softly said: "Brother, things don't measure whether they are worth existing by whether they are valuable to human beings..."

Lucius couldn't refute for a while, but the next second, he still shook his head firmly:

"Do not."

"I just want to stick to the decisions I made and do what I want to do."

He took a deep breath, and then looked at Mittel with firm eyes: "Destroying the curse spirit is not harmful to human beings, as long as you know this."

Mittel couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, and couldn't help but continue to say: "But we don't need to start with humans..."

Lucius shook his head lightly: "You don't need it, I need it."

He patted Mytyl on the shoulder, then passed him by: "I'm leaving."

Mittel's eyes widened slightly, and the hand that wanted to stop it was finally gently lowered.

He turned around and looked at the back of Lucius with a sense of loss in his eyes.

...

What Kant and Judith said was that Lucius probably went to Curgao.

And Lucius did go for the curse from the beginning.

only.

Halfway through, Lucius suddenly stopped at a telephone booth at the intersection.

He remembered that he could make a call to Kunzhang Yuren first.

However, no matter how many calls Lucius made, there was no one answering the phone.

Lucius couldn't help panicking, but he still remembered the phone number between Fu Heihui and Wujo Wu, so he picked up the phone and called Fu Heihui again.

This time, the other end quickly answered the phone.

"Hello." The moment the cold male voice rang on the other end of the phone, Lucius felt briefly relieved, but soon couldn't help but said worriedly: "Fuhei, I'm Lianta, why is Youren Not answering the phone now?"

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and then the voice lost its usual calmness, and seemed a little excited: "Mrs. Lian?! You, where are you now, where have you been..."

But soon, Fu Heihui realized the problem of the person on the other side, and his voice was mixed with a trace of imperceptible bitterness: "Knotweed...he is hijacked by the curse spirit now, and Teacher Wutiao is imprisoned in the curse object , Nagasaki is still being treated for his injury..."

Lucius was completely dumbfounded, and asked incredulously, "What did you say?"

"Isn't it at the exchange meeting? Why... Isn't Gojo Satoru very strong, how come!!"

Fu Heihui groaned, and continued: "It was when the Shibuya crowd rounded up the curse spirit."

Lucius was confused, startled and anxious, and wanted to ask again why it happened suddenly, but in the next second he saw the time on the phone booth machine.

Lucius' eyes widened.

It has been more than two months since the exchange meeting.

Lucius stood there helplessly, feeling as if he had missed so much in an instant that it was irreparable.

Yuren, hijacked by the curse spirit... Where is he...

how to find him...

Suddenly, Lucius raised his head and took out the pack of fingers in his arms, then put down the phone and ran out.

The phone that I forgot to put back was dangling by the wire at a place five centimeters above the ground.

Fu Heihui's subtle voice came from the receiver of the phone.

"Hello? Lianta, where are you now?"