The archbishop had spent quite a lot of effort to cover up Victor Frankenstein over the years. At this time, the statement proposed by Fang Linyan broke through his rigid thinking mode and found a glimmer of light to clean up his operation.
However, this also made Fang Linyan's position in Archbishop Molegni's heart more important because he knew too much now.
If it weren't for the fact that Archbishop Molegni knew that Fang Linyan came alone most likely because he had a backup plan, he wouldn't dare to take the risk. Otherwise, he would have killed him directly … However, it was absolutely impossible to let him go just like that.
Therefore, Archbishop Molegni smiled amiably and said, "Don't worry.
"You know the truth now, right?"
Fang Linyan said,
"En, I understand."
Archbishop Molegni said calmly, "Don't worry.
"I said before that if you know the truth, then you have to do something for me."
"I originally thought that you were very capable, so I wanted you to be a priest, but now I've changed my mind."
"Previously, Tex was the one who controlled Finks, but because of you, he was forced to let Finks commit suicide. Then, he forcefully severed the mental connection between him and Finks, so he suffered quite a lot of mental damage. You can't escape from this, can you?"
Hearing this, Fang Linyan could only smile bitterly,
"Yes, sir, I'm very sorry for this."
Archbishop Molegni sighed and said, "I'm 74 years old.
"I'm already 74 years old this year, so I know very well that those sincere and empty apologies are the most unreliable things in the world. So, in order to make up for the trouble you've caused, what I want you to do is actually very simple. You just need to finish the work that Tex is about to complete."
Fang Linyan was stunned and said,
"Please forgive my presumptuousness, sir … I don't quite understand what you mean."
Archbishop Molegni said faintly,
"Today, Tex's purpose in controlling the Finks was to deal with a dancer, Lisa, who might have been infected. However, less than twenty minutes after he set off, he was stopped by you guys. Then, he was forced to destroy the newly created Finks and forcefully cut off the connection …"
"Then this matter needs to be done by someone! Otherwise, if the black magicians get what they want, I'm afraid it will be a devastating disaster. "
"Fortunately, we still have a dormant Finks that has recovered very well. Although it is not as powerful as the newly refined one, I think you have the ability to control Finks to do this. What do you think?"
Fang Linyan knew very well in his heart that this domineering archbishop seemed to be talking in a negotiating tone. In fact, he didn't have the qualification and capital to refuse Archbishop Molegni's proposal at all. He could only helplessly smile bitterly,
"Fine! Since I'm the one who started this mess, I should be the one to fix it. However, I might not be able to control you … Oh Finks, if I can't do that, then you can't blame me for what happens next. "
Archbishop Molegni smiled and said amiably, "Don't worry.
"If you can't do it, then of course I won't force you."
***
5 minutes later,
Fang Linyan came to the top floor of the tower.
On the way to the top floor, Fang Linyan learned from the conversation between the archbishop and the rest that when the Westminster Temple fell, Archbishop Molegni's so-called injury was just an excuse.
The truth was that in order to cover Victor Frankenstein, the science monster, the archbishop did not hesitate to bring his men to cover the retreat. Therefore, he was seriously injured and was forced to retreat to a safe place to defend.
It was worth mentioning that Victor Frankenstein was not a sloppy man who was obsessed with research in Fang Linyan's impression.
When Fang Linyan saw him for the first time, he almost thought that he was seeing a dignified British earl.
He was wearing a camel cashmere gray trench coat. The inside was a gorgeous and elegant velvet fabric. The red shirt inside complemented Victor Frankenstein's old aristocratic style.
After Archbishop Molegni whispered to him, Mr. Victor Frankenstein smiled and stretched out his hand to Fang Linyan, "Mr. Spanner, nice to meet you.
"Mr. Spanner, nice to meet you. Welcome to my laboratory."
Yes, at this time, the top of the tower had been obviously transformed into an alchemy laboratory — at least on the surface — and Victor Frankenstein's external identity was a senior alchemist. His attainments in alchemy were indeed worthy of such a title.
Facing Victor Frankenstein's enthusiasm, Fang Linyan immediately said,
"It's my pleasure, sir."
After some introductions, the topic was quickly pulled back to business.
Fang Linyan was taken to the front of a table. There was a bowl-sized crystal ball on the table.
This thing was widely used in alchemy, divination, and the mysterious activities of the gypsies. It could be said to be quite common. Even if someone deliberately came here to find fault, he could only start from the dust on the walls and stools next to him. There was no way to find fault in the crystal ball.
However, when Victor Frankenstein squeezed a drop of mysterious golden liquid from the straw next to him onto the crystal ball, everything suddenly became different.
After the crystal ball came into contact with the drop of mysterious golden liquid, a large number of cracks appeared on the surface of the crystal ball. It looked like it was smashed into pieces.
However, immediately afterward, the cracked surface of the crystal ball fell from the top like a boiled eggshell, revealing the true face hidden inside!
There was a blood-red mist hidden inside. This mist seemed to have its own life. It floated and floated on its own, then it slowly moved toward Fang Linyan's face.
Facing such a strange situation, Fang Linyan was taken aback. As he was about to dodge, he heard Archbishop Molegni said faintly,
"Don't be afraid, this is normal. If you really feel too nervous, you can close your eyes."
Fang Linyan forced himself to endure, letting the blood-red mist slowly approach, then it completely wrapped his head in it.
At this time, Fang Linyan received a prompt from the joint trial badge:
"You are affected by a mysterious force. Your MP will slowly decrease from now on. This abnormal situation may have an unpredictable negative impact on your physical condition. Please get rid of it in time."
Fang Linyan scolded in his heart, Do I need you to tell me if I can get rid of it? There are 2 old monsters next to me. The only thing I can do now is to cooperate well. I can only say in my heart,
"Inform me immediately if there is any abnormal situation."
At this time, although Fang Linyan's eyes were blood-red, his hearing was still there. He heard Mr. Victor Frankenstein said softly with satisfaction,
"The situation is very stable. His potential is much stronger than Tex."
Archbishop Molegni was a little surprised.
"Really? Tex was someone who had passed the magic school's test when he was ten years old, and his aptitude had been tested by a magic hat that would never go wrong! This wanderer is actually stronger than Tex? "
Victor Frankenstein nodded and raised a thermometer-like thing in his hand. The color on it was constantly changing. The frequency of changing color was very similar to the rhythm of a heartbeat.
"Yes, my old friend, my magic measuring agent won't lie."
"It's great. With enough magic power, I may get a new set of data about Fenkes tonight! This set of data will be the cornerstone to support my next research stage! "
After saying this, Victor Frankenstein's voice had a bit of fanaticism, then he came to Fang Linyan's side and whispered to him,
"Calm down, relax, my friend. Fenkes has been born 10 years ago. So far, it has been a very perfect product. It has been controlled and tested by dozens of people. It is very safe. "
Although Fang Linyan couldn't see it, he still squeezed a smile at the corner of his mouth and nodded.
Then Fang Linyan felt that a smooth ball was stuffed in his hands. In his feeling, this thing was somewhat similar to a crystal ball.
Viktor Frankenstein said gently in a low voice, "Don't worry.
"Why don't you try holding this ball? It's okay, you can hold it with either hand. It's very good. Do you feel uncomfortable? If not, try to connect your mental power with this ball. "
"En! If you haven't done a similar test, then empty your mind and filter the distracting thoughts. Imagine this ball as a part of your body. You are trying to inject your blood into it. Yes, yes, yes, that's it. Very good. "
What Fang Linyan couldn't see was that the ball in his hand turned out to be an amber ball. The color was pale yellow, and the surface was smooth and transparent. But the most important thing was that in the center of this translucent ball, there was actually a human head with teeth.
This human head was surprisingly small, at most, it was only the size of an apple.
It looked like the spoils of war made by the barbaric cannibal tribes of the Amazon River after they cut off the enemy's head and used their tribal secret technique to shrink the head.
The key was that there was a third eye between this person's eyebrows, and all three of his eyes were open. His eyes didn't reflect the pain, struggle, and madness before death. On the contrary, they were calm and peaceful with indifferent joy. It was like the feeling of a traveler returning home.
After Fang Linyan injected his mental power into the crystal ball in his palm little by little, he began to gradually enter the half-awake state before falling asleep.
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