Mystery: Paradox Path

"Huh..." Seeing the eraser angel disappearing from sight, Snow sat back on the piano bench with some soft legs, and looked into the distance with some blankness. Although the final result was very gratifying, facing a human body of a god, It still puts a lot of pressure on him.

That is not the so-called aura, majesty or the like, but a real sense of existence - even if she has a secret power.

With the ability to borrow Sequence Five, Snow can feel the traces of fate slightly. In his eyes, fate is like a big net. Every creature walks on the net, and ordinary people are like bugs. , is nothing but the ripples that make some of the threads of this net start.

But the lady just now seemed to be a planet. Just being there, it brought terrifying oppression to the net of fate, and even caused the creatures on the surrounding net to involuntarily roll towards the position that she had held down.

This is the gravitational pull of fate.

Rubbing the sacred emblem of the night in exchange for the Antigenus family's notes, Snow cheered up slightly. Under the "education" of the two gods, his split souls finally endured enough beatings, and finally Constrained the nature of the happy person, and became willing to obey the dispatch.

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But he knows that this is not a permanent thing, and before they "repair the scar and forget the pain", all consciousness must be completely unified.

This is not difficult to do, as long as the ability of Pavlov's Dog is used to leave enough conditioned reflex as a "switch" for each soul-dividing consciousness.

For example, as in some games, as long as a certain keyword is mentioned, it will involuntarily obey the command or something...

Of course, this keyword must be sufficiently concealed and biased, and the effect must be to obey the command of the main consciousness rather than pure absolute obedience, otherwise Snow can almost foresee that in the future, someone accidentally utters a certain word, and the result is that he will be given to him. Controlled hilarious scenes.

Seriously put the holy emblem of the night with that mighty power into his arms, he turned the direction again, and let himself face the piano again.

The real creator's sight has been slowly withdrawn after the eraser angel left, and the more agile Heavenly Manufacturing has also withdrawn its vigilant and worried gaze.

…

Audrey stood by the window, holding the doll that was very similar to herself in her arms, looking at the distant mist covering the sky with yellowish yellow and black iron with a slightly worried expression.

She listened to the sound of the piano coming from somewhere in her ear, and the hand holding the doll was a little harder.

"Mr. Devil will be fine, right?" Audrey listened to the majestic melody and thought silently in her heart, although in the ears of ordinary people, the piano is only good and bad, but as Mr. Devil's piano teacher, Audrey can clearly understand He heard the unique habit of Mr. Devil between the button transitions.

But a few minutes ago, the sound of the piano suddenly became a little mechanical. Although it was still full of Mr. Devil's personal style, it seemed like the difference between listening to live performances and listening to records.

"Audrey, you have to work hard! What if this kind of danger happens next time around you? You have to protect your parents! Instead of telling them the information, you can only wait for the result quietly. "

Audrey was lamenting her lack of ability, but the piano sound in her ears suddenly became smart again.

"Well, it's Mr. Demon, and it's better than before!"

Audrey felt the courage and hope that emerged in her heart along with the change of the piano sound, and took a deep breath. At the end of her line of sight, the thick fog was rapidly dissipating, and the sound of the piano was slowly approaching. end.

The heavy rain that did not belong to winter fell, and her mood became much calmer. I don't know how long I waited, and Audrey finally waited for Earl Hall to come home. She couldn't wait to step forward and asked with concern:

"Dad, how's it going?"

Earl Hall handed the coat and hat to the waiter, and responded with a gentle smile:

"It's resolved, but the specific process is still unclear. My little princess, you really helped a lot this time. You deserve a ton of medals!"

This is good, this is good... Thanks to Mr. Fool's reminder, thanks to Mr. Devil's letter... Our Tarot Club once again stopped the conspiracy of the evil organization and saved the world once again!

…

In the Red Rose Manor, the angry dark blue priest Radar Valentine was staring at the corpse on the bed as if it had been drained. Through various occult methods, they confirmed that it was indeed the corpse of the third prince. But when they tried to channel, they found that the spiritual body had already dissipated, it was not natural or forcibly destroyed, but it seemed that it did not exist from the beginning.

He held down the captain's hat on his head, turned his head to look at Anthony Stevenson beside him, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

It's just that Anthony still didn't say anything, which made the newly appointed Archbishop of the Church of the Storms Backlund Diocese even more ugly.

Esneck had just resigned because of Duke Negan's murder, and before he left, he had mentioned to him that the Church of Evernight seemed to know something, but he was reluctant to say it.

Taking a deep breath, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and said:

"What about the source of the intelligence? Why did you know about the Witch Sect first? And the sound of the piano is also in the North District, right? Who is he? Why did you know it in advance? And the gang! Why are you and the royal family here? Interfere with our investigation! Which force are they?"

"You understand, we need to protect the safety of our informants." Archbishop Anthony's expression was gentle and his tone was calm, as if he didn't notice the emotion of a volcano about to erupt in front of his new colleagues.

"Informant? You told me that the person from the Aurora Society was an informant?"

Radar Valentine finally couldn't hold back his irritable emotions, and roared at the Archbishop of the Church of the Night, who was a sequence higher than himself—

"That's the power of the evil god! It belongs to the true creator! I even suspect that he directed and acted the great haze this time! He is for the evil **** to come!"

"I know..." Anthony muttered in his heart. In fact, if there was no oracle, he would have felt the same way. Or, if it wasn't for the oracle, when the piano sounded, the red gloves would have already surrounded him.

But since it's an oracle...

Anthony would not resist.

In the final analysis, as a high-level executive who is already a Sequence Three, Anthony has been able to know many secrets. Therefore, he understands the fundamental reason why the Church of the Storm and the Aurora will become mortal enemies, and naturally also knows that the Church of the Night and the Aurora have no real entanglement of interests.

They dealt with the Aurora Society just to protect the believers, and this time, the Aurora Society protected their believers, so they naturally didn't need to hold on like the Church of Storms.

Compared with the existence of playing the piano this time, he cares more about the former colleague who made the meteor fall.

However, this must not be said directly to the irritable brother of the Church of the Storm, so he put on the traditional expression of the Church of the Night, and said in a gentle and quiet voice:

"It's secret."

Chapter two hundred and twenty epilogue