"Randekir is dead, but not completely."
A huge but light shadow floated in the air like a cloud. He was a mass of darkness and did not reveal his true form. He was the Mind Observer of the Road of Flaming Sword, Metatro.
"What?!" Michael's blue eyes widened as he stared at Metatro in disbelief.
They all knew about Randekir's true form. It was the rule that controlled all costs and rewards. It was an existence that could never die. Metatro said that he was dead, but not completely dead. He must have been beaten back to his original form.
"Sigh!" Michael let out a long sigh and stomped his bare feet on the golden beach. "I told you before that we can't fight the bookstore owner head-on!"
When Michael said this, he was clearly looking at "Yanar". Now that "Yanar" had appeared in the form of a young man, his personality had changed a little, but no one doubted his existence.
"Yanar" ignored Michael's question and pretended that he did not understand Michael's accusation. It was as if he was not the one who instigated the Road of Flaming Sword to fight Mr. Lin.
"Metatro, how did Randekir die? Did you see it clearly? How powerful is the bookstore owner? "Michael frowned.
He had lost another one of his companions.
As the leader of several archangels, Michael had extraordinary leadership skills. Of course, he knew that now was not the time to blame his subordinates.
"Randekir didn't even get to see the bookstore owner before he was killed by his subordinate, Yue Sefu."
Michael almost stopped breathing after hearing this conclusion.
He could not hold it in anymore. He turned to "Yanar" and said, "Didn't you say that you saw Yue Sefu die in the void with your own eyes?"
"Yanar" raised an eyebrow and did not answer.
"Compared to that, shouldn't we be talking about how Mr. Lin doesn't take us seriously?" Raphael, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up.
Of the ten angels on the Road of Fire Sword, there were still eight left. Among them, Raphael, Metatro, and Carmel had never seen Boss Lin before.
"The purpose of sending Randekiel was to issue a challenge. In a way, he was just an envoy of the Path of the Fire Sword. He only killed Randekiel because he didn't care about us at all."
"I can't tolerate such humiliation," Raphael said calmly.
"Don't be rash," Michael said in a low voice.
"This is not an impulsive decision, but a necessary one. Have you forgotten?" Raphael calmly looked at the void created by the Afro knot and continued, "Heaven, Eden, God, Angels, the Kabbalah … the realm above the material world … the path to godhood in the dream world!"
Michael's blood froze, and his hands clenched again. The reason why he was so persistent on the path of dreams and believed that he was walking on the only right path was because of a book he had found in the lower city.
The book described a world he had never heard of before. It was a world of truth, and there was only one god in this world — God.
Michael had never doubted the things described in the book. Even the code names of the ten members of the Road of the Fire Sword came from that book.
"You told us not to be rash, but in fact, it was your caution that killed Randekiel," Carmel suddenly said.
"Alright." Michael suddenly thought of the Book of Truth. All his dreams and hard work returned to his hands, and he had the strength to clench them again. He said, "Choose a good time, and we will go to the bookstore together."
"There's no need to choose," 'Yanar' suddenly said. "Let's go now."
—
Duan Xuemin … Mother's name is Duan Xuemin …
Franca repeated this name in her heart. She immediately wanted to tell her father and grandpa that her mother had woken up.
However, her mother seemed to have come from an alternate world that did not belong to this world.
She paid a terrible price when she came to this world, and she went crazy for more than ten years … Franca wiped away her mother's tears.
Years of sadness and loneliness had corroded her mother. In her mind, she could only describe what she saw and heard in the underground palace with the attitude of a scholar.
However, what she did not know was that it had been several hundred years. She could not even go back to her hometown.
After a long time, Duan Xuemin finally accepted her current situation. She was Professor Lin Minghai's proudest student to begin with. She was able to stay awake in the chaotic Evil God's lair.
She knew that everyone survived because they ate each other. She knew that it was impossible for it to rain in the underground world. It was the blood of countless corpses. She also knew that the fetus in her master's wife's stomach was an unknown horror …
That was why she left Professor Lin Minghai and his wife before she became food for the Evil Gods.
She secretly hid all the moldy rations and refused to drink the so-called rainwater. She also refused to eat the corpses of her own kind. She wanted to stay rational and live. However, when she tried her best to escape from the underground palace, what she saw was another world.
Duan Xuemin could not hold on any longer and went completely crazy.
— Until today.
"You are my child …?"
Duan Xuemin, who had regained her rationality and recognized the situation, unexpectedly reached out to touch Franca. She had blonde hair and blue eyes, but her face was very similar to Duan Xuemin's.
"I am, Mom." Franca pursed her lips, tears welling up in her eyes. Duan Xuemin turned her head to look at the bright cupboard door. Inside was the face of an old woman who had lost her youth.
Some of her memories came back. Duan Xuemin gradually understood her current situation. It was as if the several months she had spent in the underground world had not ended. Danger, death, madness, and slaughter were still floating around her.
"Don't tell anyone that I'm awake." Duan Xuemin had yet to adapt to the current situation, but she had already started to think of countermeasures. "What's your name?"
Franca pouted, feeling wronged. "My name is Franca Curtis, Mom."
"Curtis …" Duan Xuemin repeated this sentence.
Although she seemed to know nothing about the outside world all these years, some of the memories left in her body were still clearly visible. She then asked Franca the name of this world and everything about the Curtis family.
Duan Xuemin's brain spun quickly, slowly outlining all the memories she had during this period of madness.
Just like the 21st century she was in, the Curtis family in this continent of A Zier was also researching the underground palace, and she had come to A Zier through the 'door' that connected the two worlds.
As for the Curtis family, they didn't enter the "door". Perhaps their research was different. They knew what was behind the "door" from the very beginning, and he, who came out of the "door" alive, was the best experimental subject for them no matter what state he was in.
"Franca." Duan Xuemin looked at her child and asked, "How did you know how to make this dish?"
This dish was White Cut Chicken. It was the dish that Duan Xuemin's father was best at, and he had taught it to Duan Xuemin. In a single-parent family without a mother, Duan Xuemin had practiced this dish to the extreme. It was also her younger brother's favorite dish.
"I bought this recipe from an auction. It was sold by a bookstore owner with the surname Lin."
"Let me see it."
Franca nodded and quickly took out the recipe from the room and handed it to her mother. The familiar Chinese characters crawled into Duan Xuemin's eyes. She quickly flipped through the pages, and as she frowned, she finally smiled for the first time in more than a decade.
"Mom, can you read it?"
Duan Xuemin did not answer him. Instead, she looked at Franca and said, "Lin …? Boss Lin? Where is he?! "
"I'm not sure, but I can ask around. He seems to be very famous," Franca replied confusedly.
A glimmer of hope ignited in Duan Xuemin's heart. To be able to sell this kind of book, this Boss Lin might also be an old friend, and the only person with the surname Lin in the expedition team was Professor Lin Minghai.
No … there was one more.
Duan Xuemin's mind suddenly saw the kind smile on Zhang Caiyong's face as she gently stroked her swollen belly.
Duan Xuemin immediately felt a chill run down his spine. The child that suddenly got pregnant in the underground palace …
It was definitely not human!
However, he could not give up on the other possibility. No matter what, he had to know who the bookstore owner was. Duan Xuemin turned to Franca and said, "Give me a pen and paper. I'll write a letter. Help me pass it to that Boss Lin."
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