"who I am?" The ugly weirdo shook his head, as if he had just woken up from a long sleep and his consciousness was still a little unclear. But as time went by, it gradually saw everything in front of it clearly, and its consciousness and reason were returning rapidly. "I'm Deepness." Its gaze passed through layers of obstacles and met Hitzfell's eyes through the tiniest gap. "The Sara people nicknamed me the King of the Sun." Chapter 66: Two Graces Half an hour ago, at 58 Graywood Street, Aglaia's residence in Wayne. Villefort opened the door and got out of the car, smoking his pipe, and waved to an agent. "Ethan," he asked, "are you sure you caught her?"
Even though he had received the news, he still felt a sense of unreality. After all, according to the plan, the Eclipse Church would definitely not give up such an important chess piece easily. He thought there would be a fierce battle and evacuated the surrounding residents in advance, but the development of the situation was completely beyond his expectations. "I saw them escorting her out with my own eyes." Ethan raised his eyebrows, and three deep wrinkles appeared on his forehead. Seeing that Villefort was still frowning and silent, he smiled and comforted him: "Really...Grest personally took care of her and left. No matter what tricks she had, they were useless." "Grest?" Villefort's brows relaxed. But it hasn't fully unfolded yet - I have the impression that I left 27 Yongen Street earlier than Grace, and he doesn't drive slowly, so how come I arrived later than him? "Yes, he came by car. A Golden Lion, which looked quite luxurious and impressive." "That's it." Villefort nodded, finally feeling relieved. After thinking about it, he guessed that...the Institute of Mechanical Engineering, Paul Drake had some new achievements, which might be a faster King Lion car. Just then, he suddenly saw a group of agents working together to move a cabinet down from upstairs. "What's that cabinet?" Villefort came closer curiously and took a closer look. Like a wardrobe. But it was bigger and taller, and when he saw it from a distance just now, he almost thought it was a coffin. "The hiding container," Ethan explained. "There is a strong stench of corpses, blood, pus, and corpse fluids left inside. I guess it should be the place where Aglaia usually hides monsters." Villefort nodded again. The dead ticket case was the most important case recently, and he had been following it almost all the time. Of course, he remembered that the report submitted mentioned that some victims might have been killed by higher-level evil creatures. All nightmares have the ability to travel through the dream world, and most evil creatures also have it. Therefore, no matter how strict the defense is, it cannot be said to be completely foolproof in front of them. As for higher-level evil creatures...
Villefort's eyes dimmed. The most direct and typical example is undoubtedly the Corruptor. All Corrupters are transformed from humans for a variety of reasons, but the fundamental reason is that they cannot withstand the pollution of nightmares and suffer mental breakdowns, actively opening their hearts to the pollution, which accelerates the deformation of their bodies. Since most of the Corrupted were extraordinary beings or people with certain extraordinary talents in their previous lives, after mutation, they will also inherit their previous powers and even abilities. Coupled with the trait of immortality - the Corruptor cannot be killed by external forces - it is more difficult to deal with than any nightmare. This is why there are so many positions within the security agency responsible for monitoring the mental state of employees. As Ethan said, almost all Shadow Lion agents have a tragic past, which means they have to fight nightmares every day. In addition, dealing with evil spirits every day can cause mental disorders, and one may become corrupted if he cannot think straight. Villefort could easily name a long list of detectives who had tragic endings. As the director, he hated the current situation, but what made him powerless was that it could not be changed for the time being. "Where's the Corruptor?" he asked Ethan. "He ran down the sewer." Ethan shook his head, "But Krumi is very familiar with the area down there, and he took Mona after him." "Mona? Why don't I remember having an agent named Mona..." "Mona is a dog, Chief." "You did better than I thought." Villefort used praise to cover up his embarrassment. "Okay, I'll leave this to you." He got back in the car, started it and headed back to the underground headquarters. Turning the doorknob to his office, he took off his coat and hung it behind the door, then turned on the light and saw a tall, thin figure standing in the room. "Grest!" Villefort shuddered and half frowned: "...Why are you here? You are not——" "that's not me." "……what?" "It was Deepnes who took Aglaia away," Grest said quietly, "I told you he wouldn't be able to help himself." “Wait a moment…” Villefort interrupted him and walked over, rubbing his temple. "Are you saying that it wasn't you who took Aglaia away?" "No." "You knew about this, but you still let it happen. Why? Did you set up an ambush on Yongen Street?" "That's it." "I really am——" With his head in his hands, and pulling at his little remaining hair, Villefort did not know what expression to use to express his surprise.
"But there's one thing I don't understand." He frowned again, took a few steps back, and slowly reached his hand under his armpit. "Grest." "how." "Since Deepness has shown up pretending to be you, why don't you just go and trouble him in Ashwood Street." "After all, Graywood Street has been evacuated, right? It would be much safer to fight there." "There's a second one." He narrowed his eyes. "Since Deepness can fool so many people, even Ethan, by dressing up like you...how can I judge that the you standing in front of me now is not him?" "It's very simple." "uh-huh?" "Because I am indeed not Sisso-Grest." "you--" Villefort was utterly astonished. He was just being cautious out of habit and never expected the other party to actually answer like that! "Put your hands up and turn around and lie on the wall." He immediately pulled out his pistol and aimed at "Grest". "Hurry! Don't make me say it a second time!!!" …… "You mean... Deepness..." There was shock in Xia Yibing's eyes. She thought of many possibilities, even thinking that it was Grace who became a corrupted one. But didn't you think that he was impersonated by someone else from the very beginning... the King of Eclipse? But...how is this possible? "I came here with you..." She murmured and shook her head as she spoke. "I didn't find any flaws in you..." "There was no early warning in Changxia..." "This is impossible……"
"Nothing is impossible." The voice came from behind. It was Hitzfeld, who stood up against the wall. "Because he is indeed Sisso-Grest." …… "In the summer of 1962, an ocean expedition team returned from their voyage. 403 people, including Sisso Grest, were controlled by the evil god." In the office, facing the black muzzle of a gun, "Grest" began to speak in an orderly manner. "He was drawn into an 'evil game' along with everyone else and was forced to make a choice during the game, whether to save Sarah or keep his lover." "That was his only mental loophole, and the evil god took advantage of it." "It successfully corrupted Principal Puslint, the strongest person in the entire human world at the time. He abandoned his original human body and turned into a monster, using the alias Hisoka-Deepness." "you……" Villefort was so shocked that he could hardly speak. "Then...you are..." "He died... in 1962..." "Until now... 22 years... why are you still..." …… "Because his lover won the game." Facing the woman's horrified gaze, Hitzfeld continued. "Maybe, she lost her legs." "Perhaps, her appearance was ruined." "But what is certain is that they made conflicting choices in the final test, so they are destined to be enemies in the future." As she said this, she thought again of the room at the end of the corridor. I remembered the strange fragrance on Grace's body. I remembered that Xia Yibing said that the Lord of the Dream Corridor could also control puppets. yes…… Her guess was finally confirmed, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. No wonder it has to be lit all the time. What about the incense for nourishing the spirit?
I'm not satisfied with what I wrote, so I'll skip today and update four times tomorrow. It is being typed manually, please wait a moment. After the content is updated, you need to refresh the page to get the latest update! Chapter 67: The Evil God Game Has Already Begun Earlier, Hitzfeld had wondered about the room at the end of the Dream Corridor. By further reading the incense-making notes left by the lady and learning more about herbs and spices, she deduced that the incense burning in that room at that time was not the awakening incense, but the higher-grade nourishing incense with the awakening incense as the base material.