"What are you talking about?" After the monster stopped laughing, it did not attack but looked at Lucien solemnly.
Lucien pushed his monocle. "Mecantron, the Angel King, was an incarnation of Thanos, and the six seraphs were made by the six legendary sorcerers. So, based on all the clues, it can be concluded that the schemer behind the curtain is Viken, the King of Calamities, who went missing first."
'King of Calamities' was Viken's legendary class and his nickname, which described the disasters he would cause to the world, life, and people.
"And then?" The monster seemed to be interested in Lucien's deduction.
"Since the Platinum Staff, the important item that Thanos left, is in the pope's hands instead of in the Realm of Gates, it means that somebody did leave from this place and take away the Platinum Staff, which is the basis to control the power of Mountain Paradise." Rhein helped Lucien tacitly.
Lucien nodded his head. "Therefore, without any other clues, we can consider the pope as Viken, the schemer. However, there is a very contradictory part of the deduction."
"Oh? What is it?" The monster asked cooperatively without showing any sign of attack.
"As the victor at the beginning, the King of Calamities who refined the six legendary sorcerers into seraphs was betrayed by the Angel King and Sardes. What does it mean? It means that he cannot control Mountain Paradise and the Realm of Gates effectively. " Lucien replaced Viken with "he". If his guess was correct, he would be an out-and-out demigod right now!
"Viken lost control of Mountain Paradise when he had the situation completely under his control, which means that something else must've happened at that time. It also means that there was someone here who was strong enough to resist him, so he did not dare to set foot in the Realm of Gates easily. If he did not come often, his control over the Angel King and the seraphs would've been weakened. Also, the existence that resisted him would've certainly influenced the Angel King. So, the betrayal would've been understandable."
Lucien spoke with fervor and assurance, as if this was not a battlefield of life and death, but a podium.
"Are you talking about that existence in the World of Souls?" The monster chuckled.
Lucien looked at him with a smile. "No, he, who is waiting for his recovery in the Pathway of Immortality, is obviously unable to shoulder such an important responsibility. I'm talking about you. It was you who made Viken hesitate to enter the Realm of Gates again!"
Before the monster replied, under Rhein's slightly surprised eyes, Lucien raised his right hand and pointed at the monster. "If it weren't for you, why were the paper scraps, the puppet parts, the magic notebook, and the experiment records not destroyed by Viken?"
"If it weren't for you, why would we have run into the clues so easily and coincidentally after we came in?"
"If it wasn't for you, how could Sardes have happened to run into a King of Angels?"
"If it weren't for you, how could he have left the Realm of Gates safely?"
"If it weren't for you, where would the mysterious fragment in Sardes' body have come from? Also, why did you deliberately lure us here to see the magic array in action?
"If it weren't for you, why would you talk so much nonsense and give us a chance to escape every time we fought?"
One suspicion could be a coincidence, but there had to be other reasons behind the second, third, and fourth suspicions!
Rhein was enlightened. He looked at the monster and said, "You left those things behind in order to unveil Viken's real face and find helpers to deal with him?"
The monster fell into a rare silence and did not say anything.
Lucien looked at it solemnly. "I don't think you guarded the Realm of Gates willingly. You were controlled by Viken and left all kinds of restrictions. That's why you couldn't leave this place and needed helpers from the outside world."
"I don't think anything went wrong when Mr. Maskelyne and the rest of them created you with the weird ghosts. Viken had secretly tampered with the devil transformation method that he inherited from Thanos, the Sun King. Therefore, after you were born, you had to follow his command and cooperate with him to capture the other six legendary sorcerers."
"I think you must be another method of resurrection that Thanos left, but Viken saw through it. Therefore, you are a demigod, and you can 'help' Sardes perform 'God's Arrival'!"
"I think that as a demigod, Viken's restrictions must have a lot of loopholes for you. Therefore, you half got rid of his restrictions when he left the Realm of Gates to develop the Saint Truth. However, the restrictions still exist. You have to attack and kill every life that enters the Realm of Gates, and you cannot disclose the information to us directly. Therefore, you reminded us in other ways and gave us a chance to escape by tricking us and talking."
Lucien stared at the monster, and his words came out like cannonballs.
"I think that the traces of the battle in Thanos' laboratory must've been the battle between you and Viken after he returned. You did not fail, and he did not win. He allowed you to preserve part of the experiment records!"
"That's why Mr. Maskelyne and McLeod were reminded by you and realized who the real murderer was at the last moment. That's why he said to me that sometimes, the enemy that we think of may be our best helper!"
"Am I right? Mr. Monster? "
After a brief silence, the monster suddenly chuckled. "You're wrong about a few things. For example, before you discovered Thanos' laboratory and tracked Viken down, it was true that I could only show the strength of one to half a level higher than the target, or I would've lost the abilities to explore memories and imitate. That is to say, the abilities of 'Thanos' Demon ', which is a natural limitation."
"So to speak, you admit it, Mr. Monster?" Mr. Monster? "Lucien smiled.
The monster chuckled. "You're very smart, but it's a pity that I'm still going to kill you."
It couldn't be helped.
As if he didn't hear the death sentence, Lucien smiled casually and gracefully. "It's alright. You don't have to kill me. I'll die on my own."
"Is that so?" The monster's tone was somewhat weird.
Lucien pressed his right hand on his chest and bowed again like a gentleman.
"I won't waste your time, Mr. Monster."
After that, he extended his arms like a human-shaped cross. His black double-breasted suit spread out to the left and the right, and the thin silver chain extended to the pocket of his vest.
Then, he fell straight backward, and his hair was waving in the wind.
Behind Lucien was the giant pit that was full of magic patterns. The place where he landed freely like a cross was exactly the center of the bottom of the pit!
Suddenly, a swarm of black bats flew close and stalled Lucien. Rhein understood Lucien's plan.
Surrounded by countless small bats like a cloud, Lucien, with his arms open, fell to the core of the magic circle.
"Mr. Monster, how should I address you?" The magic patterns around Lucien lit up one by one, and he asked the last question.
When the monster saw Lucien falling backward, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Then, he looked at Lucien, who was lying peacefully at the bottom of the pit, and his eyes met with Lucien's monocle. His face was completely clear. He was a grizzled old man with a gloomy face. He chuckled.
"A long time ago, I was also called Viken …"
What? Lucien looked at him in surprise. Suddenly, the puppet that was "torn apart" appeared in his mind.
The magic patterns lit up completely. The monotonous black, white, and gray power and the pure and vigorous milky power surged out again and merged with each other. Death and life, evil and holiness, darkness and light, strangely entangled Lucien and Rhein.
… …
In a gray hall in the Realm of Gates, traces of destruction were everywhere. Even the walls and the black gates of quite a few halls nearby had been completely ruined. Liquids were dripping out and wriggling as they recovered.
"This Realm of Gates is alive on its own?" Fernando looked around and asked in surprise.
Douglas observed the walls and the gates curiously. "Why is the Realm of Gates alive? What form does the life exist in?"
"Stop asking questions. Just track the Angel King. It was not easy to heavily wound him. We cannot waste the opportunity. After we capture him, we should be able to understand why he appeared in the World of Souls and the Realm of Gates," Fernando urged. Fernando urged him in a hurry. If he learned the secrets of the Realm of Gates from the Angel King, it might be helpful to find Lucien in advance.
Douglas moved his eyes back and said solemnly, "Alright."
Just now, they followed the Angel King deep into the Realm of Gates and caught up with him in the gray hall. The two of them heavily wounded the Angel King who was unprepared and hadn't entered the area of Mountain Paradise yet. Had it not been for the power of God's Guard and the fact that he was also a top legend, Mecantron probably couldn't have escaped. After all, Douglas had already found his path to become a demigod, and the two of them attacked suddenly and were well prepared.
Sorcerers who were prepared were the most terrifying!
… …
Inside a gray hall, seeing that he had gotten rid of the hunting for now, Mecantron stopped and prepared to stabilize his wounds with divine power.
A lot of feathers on the thirty-six pure wings on his back had dropped. Gold blood was flowing out of his mouth, and obvious and hideous wounds were all over his body. Even with the Angel King's recovery ability, he couldn't recover in a short time. It was obvious that he was heavily wounded.
"After we enter the area of influence of Mountain Paradise, I will let you know my wrath!" The Angel King gnashed his teeth. Around Mountain Paradise, his strength would be improved by half a level, and there was no time limit.
Right when he began to perform divine power, his face was suddenly twisted. His gold pupils were now bright and now dim. Holding his head hard, he shouted miserably, "Who is it? Who has projected into my body? "
Surrounded by holy light, he resisted the uncanny assailant who was trying to occupy his body.
A solemn and solemn voice echoed, "It's not easy for you to be wounded again. You may call me Rudolf II, or my previous name, Thanos!"
"What?" Mecantron's face was full of surprise. His mind was immediately lost. His gold pupils were clear again after a moment of chaos, and his wounds were quickly recovered.
Moving his head from side to side to adapt to his body, "Mecantron" sneered, "Who would've recorded the real method of resurrection in a magic notebook? Had it not been for the fact that too many memories were missing and that the path of advancement had to be explored again, I wouldn't have waited until now. "
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