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"The second level control of the consciousness network, input terminal...What does this 1\/12 mean?"

The flames in the fireplace became weak. An old man was bent down and picked up a piece of firewood and threw it into it. A Persian cat with darkness jumped up from his feet. With a meow, he was held in his arms by the old man.

William stood respectfully behind the old man. Hearing his inquiry, he thought carefully before answering carefully:

"There are 12 such terminals, and I think...only all of them can be fully used!"

"Oh?" the old man pondered, and lifted the blanket on his knee upwards. It was just now that autumn had just begun, but his body was about to be dead could no longer support it. In this cold and wet castle, the temperature of the fire was indispensable to the old man. "So it is not within our complete control?"

"I think, yes, Chinese and Russians are all outside our influence..."

"Cough cough~~" The old man coughed violently, and immediately the door behind him was pushed open. A group of medical staff ran in and were scolded by the old man as soon as they ran in.

After calming down William's heart-wrenching cough, the old man collapsed completely on the wide chair, "I don't have much time anymore, and heaven has sent a call to me... William?"

"Yes, sir!"

"What will happen to my soul after I die? Should I go to God's heaven, or fall into the hands of that Chinese, or... or will I write a note on File X and become a ghost?"

William was sweating profusely. There were already rumors within the organization that the reason why the respected executive had a special liking for this castle was because he could die at any time. Once he died, the ancient castle was his coffin. For this reason, the respected executive had already spent a lot of money in this castle. It is said that it was because he repeatedly indulged and protected the ridiculous Eternal Church for his own destination after death that he was frightened by a lie and an illusory gods, thus slowing down the decisions of the entire organization, so that he did not declare his existence and approach to him until now!

This 16th-century castle is dark and cold. How many mysterious arrangements did the respected executive make in it? What guarantees did the Pope (Du Jianjun) make to him for this...

"I think it will be heaven, sir!" William finally chose to give a vague advice.

"I bet that the respected Pope will definitely curse me to hell..."

For centuries, organizations and the Holy See have been in power, with conflicts in open and secrets spreading throughout Europe's history.

William fell silent and did not make any comments on this. The old man laughed twice, and then gasped again with an out of breath. After a long time...

"He is high, just like the sun that has just jumped out of the horizon at dawn. Many people like us are moving closer to him. How many have they succeeded now? You can say that this is an obstacle from the Chinese, but isn't his will?"

"So what if we respect it as God? Have you seen what missionary He has ever preached? No, He does not need the faith of sentient beings, so we lose our greatest support and bargaining chips...Ahem~~"

Similar truths have been discussed repeatedly within the organization and a general consensus has been reached. Otherwise, if the executive officer has mastered the organization for nearly half a century and his interests have converged, he will not be able to prevent anyone from approaching Him.

Is it like an ordinary person who crawled in front of His sun-like light, praying for His favor and mercy, or... or... as it is now, to create a little trouble for Him to show his own value and role, and to use this as a bargaining chip to plan his future position closer to Him?

"Where has Robert's permission level been upgraded?"

William broke free from his chaotic thoughts and replied respectfully: "B2!"

"So what advice do our Mr. B2 have?"

"As with our research conclusions, focus on those characters around Him, especially... especially the lady who had just been assassinated!"

"Assassination..." the old man suddenly sneered, "Have you found out clearly? Is there anyone from us to help?"

William was embarrassed, "This...we have dealt with it!"

"There are idiots everywhere, and we cannot be spared. It's nothing more than the Middle East, it's nothing more than the big rat lurking among us. Does the Vatican know what it is doing? Does he want the world to be destroyed? Crazy, stupid......Ahem~~"

Another terrifying cough, William strongly felt that the great man in front of him who had influenced the entire West in the dark was heading towards death.

Death, in front of death, this great man is no different from the homeless man on the streets of London. This may be the most feared and helpless thing he has at present, so the current castle has...

etc!

William suddenly turned around and looked at the door behind him!

Silence, death-like silence came at some point, and there was no movement outside the door, and even the crackling sound of burning in the fireplace disappeared without a trace, and then the old man's violent gasps and coughs...

William was shocked and was about to speak, but the old man raised his dry right hand, "The god of death is here, I feel it!"

The old man's voice became extremely lonely and ethereal, just like the sound of a rotten wood breaking. As his voice fell, the whole room was de-tempered and lost its color. The darkness rendered everything, including the flames in the fireplace!

The richest ball of darkness gathered five meters in front of the two. In this level of darkness, the eyes should not see anything, but the darkness is strange, incomprehensible, cold and dry!

In this way, Xiao Xia slowly walked out of the richest darkness. He was wearing a one-piece robe, his head was covered with a hood. No one could see the face in the hood clearly. It was like a small black hole where it existed. It was not until two purple soul flames appeared that William exclaimed in shock...

"Mortal, you are very useful to me..." Xiao Xia paced back and forth around the old man, "Now there is a choice!"

"Dear Lord Death, I am willing. I have long anticipated and admired death!"

William took two steps back, Xiao Xia turned around, and the two burning soul fires almost jumped out of their hood, "Very good, very good, the paradise of the Dead is about to be established, I need a soul like you..." As Xiao Xia said that, she turned around and looked at William who was already pale.

"I think the kingdom of the dead also needs the living to walk in the sunshine..."

William woke up as soon as he woke up and fell to his knees: "I am willing to be loyal to the kingdom of the deceased!"

Xiao Xia was very satisfied, so he generously took away the old man's soul and left his own mark on William's forehead. Then he left the castle and found another goal of the old man's soul, which was the breeding place of faith.

[The 515 is coming soon. I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list. By May 15th, the red envelope rain can give back to readers and promote works. It is also love, so it will definitely be better!]
Chapter completed!