Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 86 Liliana Bernstein

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now."

Tang changed the subject back to the topic. He didn't come here just to see the witch.

Before looking for Owen, Tang roughly scanned the surroundings through Euclidean space and found no trace of the god from the dark side of the universe.

He might be in Intis, in Feynapot's base in this area, or he might be in the wild, in any case, at a distance beyond his observation range.

After all, this was a demigod, a god-sent one. If he really wanted to hide himself and reap the benefits, a high-sequence demigod without an audience might not be able to find his whereabouts even if there were demigod-level Beyonders in charge.

The ups and downs of fate that Don had seen before came from the Hornachs Mountains, from this dry Orkney Highlands. The location of his ups and downs was in this area, and as for the time of his ups and downs, he could also determine it by continuing to observe the astronomical instrument.

Tang himself, through his spiritual intuition enhanced by entering that space many times, vaguely realized that this might be the opportunity.

Achieve cooperation with the old man and eliminate the prerequisites for Amon's clones in Tingen City.

"Do you remember the one from before? He might be a demon sent from the dark side of the universe?"

"A demon sent by God? That's your guess? Wait... are you sure? He appeared here?" Owen stood up straight, his expression even more horrified than the witch who had just heard about Sequence 7.

Tang nodded, and then put the Sun Scepter in his hand back into the system space as if by magic.

"It's only possible," he said, his expression darkening as he thought of something. "Father has met him. I'm certain he's the vessel for the Dark Side of the Universe's God to descend."

"He wanted to cooperate with my father to unleash a new Pale Disaster in Backlund, but he refused. I suspect the Blood Cult's rituals elsewhere were successful, allowing the dark side of the universe to project even more power. They also plan to perform a more effective ritual in the Orkney Highlands, a place adjacent to the three kingdoms where fighting is a constant threat and could potentially spark a national war..."

Well, everything I said is true, but I was certain that the demon was the vessel of the dark side of the universe, and that the demon appeared here because I saw it through Euclidean space and the planetarium...

Tang recounted the scene he had witnessed through the marionette and his father's words, concluding, "The gods from the dark side of the universe harbor ill intentions. You must be careful these days. That demon, that god-descended one, is probably hiding somewhere here, waiting for the ritual to be completed. Under the conditions of a massive blood sacrifice..."

Let the evil god come.

If that god-descended person really succeeds, then the Orkney Highlands will face an unprecedented disaster, and the impact of this disaster may spread to the entire northern continent.

This might be a severely polluted body cast down from the dark side of the universe. It might be the evil god behind him, whose power penetrated the seal of the seven gods and affected the entire earth.

Either way, it's chilling.

But on the border, the power of the church is not that great.

Most of those who belong to the church here are mid- and low-sequence extraordinary people. Even demigods find it difficult to protect themselves when facing potential disasters.

"I will deliver some news to the Tranquil Church and Storm's Abyss. I will stay here for the near future."

By the way, let's deal with the problem here.

Coincidentally, he had just digested more than half of the potion, allowing him to control the second marionette.

The never-ending theater also urgently needs some new puppets to supplement it.

There is a huge difference between having a doll and not having one, and between the good and bad of the doll, for extraordinary people on the path of fortune teller.

Tang turned the ring on his left pinky finger, thinking seriously.

The crimson moon was quiet and distant. Under the night sky, the carriage slowly drove into a small manor.

When the carriage stopped, Liliana Bernstein got out and walked into the manor surrounded by servants.

This was Colonel Bernstein's residence, but Colonel Bernstein had not returned here for a long time.

The maid carefully took off Liliana's cloak and tidied her appearance. "Miss, do you need to prepare for a bath?"

"Wait a moment, I'm a little tired and need to rest for a while." Liliana's voice was very nice. She looked at the maid beside her very gently, making the maid, who was also a woman, feel dazed for a moment.

Realizing her own gaffe, the maid quickly came to her senses, but her face was still flushed, and she secretly regretted her mistake.

"Okay, miss, I'll come back later."

The maid hurried out of the room, and Liliana looked at herself in the mirror, giving it her most perfect smile in a room where no one else was except her.

She touched her cheek quietly, her eyes seemed to be full of admiration. Her face was beautiful, the result of years of good maintenance, and it was full of youthfulness.

Her eyes and smile were full of innocence and tenderness. In this area, on the border, with such looks and such an identity, she was very popular in front of everyone.

That smile was so sweet. Liliana held her face little by little, her eyes so clear that it was hard to notice the deep hatred and resentment hidden in those eyes.

She laughed softly, the sound the same as before, but with an unmistakable eeriness.

After a while, waiting for herself to calm down and adjust her emotions, she stood up, and her body shattered like an illusion.

Her figure disappeared and entered an unknown depth underground.

There was a full-length mirror there that cracked and quickly disintegrated. The fragments flashing silver light scattered all over the ground, and a figure appeared here.

As a candle was lit, the flame illuminated the dark space, revealing a bloody scene.

In this underground room of unknown depth, there is a simple operating table. On the table next to it are several empty glass containers and various knives that are not sterilized and stained with black and red.

There was a strong smell of blood here, and the ground was covered with dried blood that was difficult to clean. The same was true for the walls and ceiling.

This place is like a slaughterhouse.

Liliana's sweet smile was incompatible with the bloody scene here, but she seemed to be very familiar with this place. She opened another door in the room with light steps, revealing a clean and tidy room inside.

This sharp contrast gave people a twisted sense of pleasure, and Liliana felt the same way.

She stepped into the clean and tidy room and looked at the only storage shelf in the room.

The shelves were densely packed with various glass bottles. In the light of the fire, each bottle contained sticky liquid, which kept the organs inside looking the freshest.

And Liliana, looking at the shelf of utensils as if she were looking at the most perfect collection, showed a pure smile without any malice.

(End of this chapter)