newbobooks Chapter 209 "The Listener" Fully Digested
Chapter 209 "The Listener" Fully Digested
Chapter 209 "The Listener" Fully Digested
"Click."
Lu Ze pinched his left index finger with his right hand, and with a crisp snapping sound, his left index finger was easily torn off.
"Crunch, crunch... gulp."
"elder brother!"
"Mr. Anderson, what are you doing!"
The two girls gasped in surprise at the same time.
"Don't worry, I'm perfectly fine now."
Despite the intense headache from speaking, Lu Ze calmly said to Emily, "Landlady, could you please leave for a moment?"
"Okay, okay..."
Emily had never seen anything like this before, so she quickly got up and ran to her room.
"La—"
Lu Ze tore a blank sheet of paper from the landlady's notebook and laid it on the table. Strange information was squeezed out from his flesh and blood, flooding his brain. His body began to sway back and forth, moving involuntarily, using the blood from his severed finger wound as paint to begin drawing on the blank paper.
"Swish, swish!"
His movements were swift and precise, and he quickly sketched a familiar face on the white paper.
Lanius.
"Find him."
Lu Ze heard countless chaotic and frantic words mixed together, compressed, condensed, and suddenly transformed into a clear and distinct statement. The voice was grand and far-reaching, as if echoing from the endless void to the depths of his mind, inspiring fear and awe.
wrong.
It wasn't that the speech became clearer, but rather that the flesh and blood of that finger brought about a change, allowing Lu Ze to briefly understand the meaning of the speech!
"Splash..."
It was as if an invisible barrier had shattered, and spirituality surged slightly, maintaining a unity between the spirit and the body. The last remnant of the "Listener" dissipated, and in that instant, Luze completely digested the Sequence 8 potion.
The lucid words lingered in his mind for only a moment before dissipating into countless frantic murmurs. These mad voices filled Lu Ze's mind, raging for a long time before finally quieting down.
Lu Ze looked down at the portrait, his brows furrowed.
Even the true creator is starting to urge us to find them!
He knew in his heart that the true Creator's notification was definitely not directed at him; it was probably something like a "wide-channel broadcast." All extraordinary individuals on the Mystic Path, after reaching a certain sequence, would probably be able to "hear" this voice.
As for Luze, he was like a one-way receiver who happened to "hear" the true creator's orders to his subordinates.
It seems that the true creator suspects that Lanius has escaped from Backlund and has begun to order messengers from all over the world to search for his whereabouts.
"Hu Yilu took a deep breath and felt the changes in his body."
The madness accumulating within him seemed to have lessened somewhat, but only slightly. A large amount of undigested potion was still piling up inside him, waiting for him to process it.
Once I've fully digested it, I guess the frenzy will subside significantly.
He thought to himself.
New granulation tissue was wriggling and growing at the site of the severed finger. Before long, it returned to the shape of a finger.
Above the eternal gray fog.
"Dear Mr. Fool, I have something I would like to report to you privately."
After the usual greetings, [Justice] Audrey suddenly bowed to the great being behind the thick fog.
Private conversation?
Alger, the Hanged Man, subconsciously tried to guess the content of their private conversation, but to no avail. Derrick, the Sun, on the other hand, seemed less curious and more uneasy.
"Can."
Klein nodded slightly.
With a wave of his hand, a thick gray fog surged forth, blocking the senses of everyone else, leaving only him and Audrey staring at each other.
The latter straightened his back and reported to the leader with dignity:
"Mr. Fool, my bait has worked. Someone has tried to contact me through certain nobles; they appear to be members of the 'Psychological Alchemy Society.'"
"I'm inclined to join them, but I don't know what your opinion is."
She actually went to the Psychological Alchemy Society...
Klein secretly marveled at the other party's high level of efficiency.
Based on the information he had, this extraordinary organization leaned towards academia, focusing on the study of the human spiritual world, the soul, the mind, consciousness, and so on, without involving evil gods or dangerous ideologies... Thinking of this, Klein smiled at the other party:
"If you think it's okay, then do it, but remember to protect yourself."
"Thank you for your kindness and generosity."
[Justice] Audrey breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much less pressure. To openly declare her intention to join another extraordinary organization before a god was, frankly, almost blasphemous.
Fortunately, Mr. Fool was magnanimous. :: Praise be to Mr. Fool!
After that, the Tarot readings will continue as usual.
During this process, Audrey heard something very strange.
It turned out that Derrick the Sun had accepted the Hanged Man's advice, exhausting his spiritual energy to the limit and feigning a slight loss of control. He successfully escaped from the exploration team, but in return, he was imprisoned for investigation.
During this time, he met an elderly man next door who had been imprisoned for decades. He was the sole survivor of a strange event in which their exploration team encountered a man named "Amon."
Amon... from an ancient family of the Quaternary Period... known as the Blasphemers... wielding the power to steal divine authority... a descendant of the Sun God.
After the tarot session ended and she returned to the real world from above the gray fog, Audrey couldn't help but think back to the introduction of Mr. Hanged Man.
What a terrifying and powerful family... But thankfully, we have Mr. Fool.
She stretched out on the luxurious silk bed and then picked up the handbell from the bedside table.
"jingle."
With a slight shake, a clear bell rang out. Soon, the bedroom door opened silently.
"Miss."
The maid Anne appeared at the door and gave a perfect bow.
"What are your plans for this afternoon?"
Audrey asked.
In order to attend the tarot meeting, she used a nap as an excuse to send everyone else away.
"There are no events scheduled for this afternoon, but there is a royal banquet tonight that you will need to attend."
"That's what Audrey's personal maid, Anne, said. Besides taking care of Audrey's daily needs, she also acted as a sort of secretary."
"The royal family, huh?"
Hearing this, Audrey's pretty face wrinkled, revealing a slightly troubled expression. "Can I not go?"
"Of course not."
Anne flatly refused, "This is a dinner party organized by the royal family specifically for young noblemen. If you don't go, rumors will soon circulate in your circle that Earl Hall is dissatisfied with the royal family."
"But those princes are really annoying..."
"Miss, please watch your manners."
Anne reminded him without changing her expression.
"Okay, okay, I got it."
Audrey had no choice but to sigh resignedly.
"Oh, and remember to tell Miss Cecilia to come with me."
She suddenly thought of it.