"True Creator?" Lin En thought for a second and stood up. He first took out 008 and added a buff to himself to enter the Sequence 2 plug-in state. Then he applied a layer of illusion to himself, and then walked towards God Shiran. The source of sexual outbursts.

Now that the true Creator has "seen" him, he should also go and see the other person.

Just take a closer look, maybe he can grasp the current state of the real creator more accurately, and analyze the method of fishing for Sasriel.

Lin En thought this way, his movements were not very fast, but his figure arrived at the dock guild within a few seconds.

Lin En did not rush in, but first looked up at the clock tower, smiled and said hello, and then walked into the dormitory.

As soon as he walked into the dormitory, Linn saw that the dock guild dormitory was in a mess at the moment. Almost all the nighthawks fell to the ground except for Crestel Sesima, and seemed to be in a coma. .

Cresty Sesima was also in a very bad state. He knelt on one knee at the intersection, and a line of liquid that looked like blood and tears was falling from the corners of his eyes on both sides.

And not too far away from him, Lanerwu was standing there, with a white bone sword inserted in his chest at this moment. The bone sword seemed to be fighting against Lanerwu at this moment. Between his chest and abdomen, there was an upside-down figure made of crimson flesh.

Probably because the progress of the True Creator's transformation of Lanervus' divine vessel is not too high yet, the bone sword seems to have the upper hand in this confrontation. It may only take a few more seconds to win, but this confrontation is still not easy. It's easy. Even if the Bone Sword can win the battle, it will probably be almost exhausted.

Lin En watched this scene quietly. The moment his eyes fell on Lanerwus, Lin En seemed to see a figure hanging upside down looking at him.

Lin En looked through the phantom into a pair of eyes filled with madness and negative emotions. He suddenly felt uninterested and a little sad.

"You are not Him, but it doesn't matter, I will save Him."

Lynn said so.

The image of the man hanging upside down seemed to have heard the words, but also seemed not to have heard them. He just closed his eyes. The next second, the phantom shattered, and the feeling that swept the area disappeared.

The bone sword finally completely eliminated the ray of divinity in Lanerwus' body.

When Lin En saw this, he first showed a thoughtful expression. He didn't know what he was thinking of. Then he looked at Lanerwus. The latter's expression was obviously a little excited at the moment, probably because he got rid of the vessel that became the descending vessel of the true Creator. destiny.

Lin En thought for a while, snapped his fingers, and marked the opponent. He did not directly crush Lanerwus to death, but said: "Leave the bone sword, you can get out."

"Don't give those acceptance speeches of yours. I'm not interested in hearing about your mental activities of becoming a vessel for the true Creator. Leave my sight before I want to get my hands dirty."

The reason why Linn didn't directly crush Lan Erwusi was to give Klein a chance to show off - after all, this was Klein's enemy, so of course he had to take revenge himself.

Lanerwus's expression suddenly changed. He originally wanted to explain his conspiracy and laugh at the Nighthawks. His eyes flashed a few times, and after laughing for a few seconds, he pulled out the bone sword from his chest. Throw it on the ground, turn around and walk away.

When he was still in the reserve stage of the True Creator Container, Lanerwus had a clear perception of how terrifying this sudden youthful aura was.

The opponent may not be a match for the true Creator, but it will definitely be easy to crush him to death.

"No..." Seeing Lanervus escape, Crestel Sesima suddenly became anxious, but Linn walked to him, half-crouched down, and gave the model worker of the Church of the Night a healing brush. Technique, he said casually:

"Don't worry, someone will take care of him."

"..." Cresty Sesima was stunned for a moment. Feeling the improvement of his injuries, he couldn't help but look up at Lin En. After hesitating for a few seconds, he said: "Are you... [Red Scarf] His Highness?"

"Pfft..." Hearing this title, even though it was a joke of his own, Linn couldn't help but laugh. Then he stood up and said with a smile in the doubtful eyes of Crested Sesima. : "Yes, I am indeed the [red scarf]."

"Of course, you can also call me the Angel of Secrets."

The Angel of Secrets... Crestel Sesima quickly wrote down this name. He quickly thought about the information about angels that he had learned about, but could not find a corresponding one.

Lin En leisurely treated the injuries of several other Nighthawks lying on the ground, then looked at Crested Sesima and said:

"I know you have a lot to ask. Maybe your goddess has assigned you some tasks about me. But this time it doesn't count as you finding me. If you really want to know anything, let our little fortune teller find me. , ask again.”

Now that Medici has obtained the relevant memories, Linn doesn't think that the goddess of the night who he has scratched her head will not remember things related to him. At most, just like Medici before, the key information has been blurred.

And in this situation, he, a fellow countryman, jumped out again. If the goddess of the night didn't guess at him, she would not be planning the future and the past for thousands of years.

Of course, Lin En wasn't very anxious about this. After all, just by referring to Xiao Hong, he knew that whether it was an angel or a god, anyone could become a friend as long as there were enough benefits.

Medici has a past that she wants to change, doesn’t the Goddess of the Night also have one?

Huge benefits, just the right amount of intimidation, a little affection, and the right amount of goodwill.

Linn didn't think the goddess of the night would still regard him as an enemy in this situation.

Of course, if that kind of thing really happened, Linn wasn't actually very afraid. If he was afraid of such a thing, he wouldn't directly target the past.

So Lin En just smiled and said:

"At that time, I will be very happy to answer some of your questions."

"Now let us meet again, Mr. Crested Sesima."

"Wait..." Before Crestel Sesima could utter a complete word, the young man in front of him had disappeared. This made Crestel Sesima's words instantly blocked. In his throat, he felt helpless and annoyed, but in the end he could only sigh.

At the same time, on the other side, leaving Lanerwus through the sewer, he met a happy "clown" unexpectedly.

Klein, who had locked Lanrevus's escape route through divination and was waiting in the sewers first, used tarot cards as flying knives to stop Lanrevus. He slightly raised his left hand, and the originally black glove turned into a It's so frivolous and at the same time reveals an indescribable sense of hunger.

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