Secret: The Witch's House Traitor

Did the presence of this layman really affect the performance of the professionals?

"Kill him."

Lin Nuo gave Jason permission to kill without any hesitation.

"What?"

"The target is my neighbor, Detective Sherlock?"

Lin Nuo was stunned for a moment and then suddenly realized.

The demon path, once tamed, is an extraordinary path that is very suitable for being a dog.

Lin Nuo said that with Jason Belia's intelligence, why would he bother him for such a small matter?

"You just need to intimidate our detective a little so he won't meddle in other people's business."

Lin Nuo's mouth twitched as he responded.

Fortunately, he kept a strict enough watch on Jason Belia.

Otherwise, if Jason really seriously injured Klein...

Will the Goddess of Night impose sanctions and regulation on him because of his unfair market competition?

"If I'm here, it might affect Jason Belia's performance later."

"It's a good opportunity for me to hide and discuss some things with Panatia."

Lin Nuo felt both amused and troubled when he thought of Klein.

If he were here, a mere Apostle of Desire would not be able to scare Klein, who is both reckless and cowardly and cunning.

Lin Nuo still has a lot of things to do.

The development plan he had originally arranged needed to be revised because he obtained more complete information through the completion of his memory.

In the Backlund Great Smog Incident, Lin Nuo originally planned to make a big move and then evacuate Backlund with the Witch Church and his family and never come back in the short term.

In Lin Nuo's original plan, he would first ask Teacher Renette to cast a curse that would interfere with the transmission of the spirit world, and then he would quickly kill the people from the Aurora Society who would preside over the descent of the true Creator.

No matter whether the Aurora comes from a saint or a local messenger of God, he kills them all. In the end, he relies on the various props he prepared in advance to summon the real creator to come again.

Linno's true form sent Bernardet a disaster that was enough to destroy the entire Backlund, but in fact it was completely impossible to happen.

Lin Nuo's clone manipulated Jason Belia to bring the Fallen Flute to the Kamikaze Cathedral to cause trouble and prevent them from interfering with the Witch Church and spreading disease and plague.

In this way, the plague that was originally concentrated in the East District will be evenly distributed throughout Backlund.

In the end, the death brought by the plague that enveloped the entire Backlund would fall equally on every person in the East and West who had contributed to the accumulation of this pollution.

Under so much despair and sadness, Lin Nuo sacrificed the true creator's divine blood, divine flesh, black knight characteristics, fallen rats and Lanevus to create the effect of a divine vessel in a short period of time.

Considering that Bernadette might not be able to withstand the true Creator, Lin Nuo planned to smash the Holy Wind Cathedral to stimulate the Storm Church to take the initiative to help Bernadette complete the ceremony of promotion to an angel.

"Who knew that the three major churches' agreement to send only Sequence 3 saints to Backlund out of respect for the royal family and mutual balance was actually just a cover?"

"If I dare to do this to the Goddess of Night, she will definitely descend to kill me. Even though we all know that the True Creator cannot descend to the sky in Backlund, He still won't be happy about it."

"I don't need to be afraid of the Storm Lord's authority because it is storms and lightning. Even if He wants to attack from the Kingdom of God, large-scale killing moves will be stopped by the royal family and will not fall on me at all."

Lin Nuo couldn't help but sigh again when he thought of the sad thing.

All the preparations he had done were wasted.

There is no news coming from the vampires yet.

As expected, Lilith is more optimistic about the cat Kemiaomiao raised by the Goddess of Night?

The Six Gods had chosen Trunsoest in the first place because he was more bookish, gentler in character, more steady in his actions, and easier to control.

Giving up on Alistair Tudor is nothing more than the fact that he is stronger than Trunthorst, more difficult to control, more crazy in his actions, and more stubborn in his character.

Lin Nuo admitted that he was really not as good as Klein in this regard.

Klein would not do this regardless of whether he was sure he could control the progress of all developments.

He may not be as good as Russell.

Although Russell wrote in his diary that after I die, I don’t care about the flood.

But after Roselle's death, he would rather imprison himself for a hundred years than revive on his own initiative.

The future Lord of Mysteries might be more suitable for a gentle and kind person like Klein.

But can he really suppress Tianzun?

Can a person with a bottom line suppress a mysterious lord who has no bottom line and no scruples because he is not a human?

Lin Nuo had deep doubts about this.

He didn't have to compete with Klein for the position of Lord of Mysteries.

If it weren't for the rules of the River of Everlasting Darkness and the City of Disaster that prevented them from forming the fourth pillar through active fusion.

The fourth pillar can only be integrated when the end of the universe is approaching.

Lin Nuo has safely become the Eternal Darkness and does not need to worry about the resurrection of the Heavenly Venerable's consciousness. Why is he fighting for the position of the Lord of Mysteries?

As long as the pillars were ordinary ones who could be killed by numbers of three against one, Lin Nuo would not bother to care who the so-called Lord of Mysteries was.

Aren't it great that he has the River of Eternal Darkness in one hand and the City of Disaster in the other, two special source essences with low activation levels and no danger of revival?

......

Blurred patches of color kept flashing by.

Lin Nuo's somewhat blurry figure gradually became clearer and appeared in a woman's bedroom.

"If another person were to barge into a lady's bedroom so rashly, I would let him know what true despair is."

A soft but slow female voice sounded.

"So what are you going to do to me?"

The Desperate Witch's ability to predict the future is truly remarkable, Lin Nuo asked, withdrawing his gaze from the bloody makeup mirror.

"I'll let you taste the taste of despair."

Panatia smiled chastely, she pulled up her loose hair, and her simple white robe slipped down, revealing her fair shoulders and delicate collarbones.

"You are such a vicious witch."

Lin Nuo took out a candy, peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into Panatia's pink and small lips.

A slippery and flexible snake tried to wrap itself around Lin Nuo's fingers and drag him into the wet and slippery cave, but failed.

"I would like to ask you to eat more sweet things."

Lin Nuo reached out and slid Panatia to her shoulders, revealing most of her snow-white skin. The tempting dessert, which looked like a piece of cream cake decorated with a cherry, was then put back into the paper box that could be separated with a slight tear.

"The kind that's so sweet it tastes fishy?"

Panatia lay in Lin Nuo's arms like a koala, sniffing his scent almost greedily.

"Do you know what is the most desperate thing for a desperate witch?"

Lin Nuo picked up Panatia's slender and round legs, placed them on his knees, and rocked them gently using the inertia of the armchair.

"Her life has lost its meaning?"

Panatia stretched out her fair neck, her small and delicate ears flushed abnormally, and after a while she spoke.

“This is also a kind of despair.”

"But shouldn't it be the loss of your life for you?"

"You have worked so hard for so many years and suffered so much before you finally became the Witch of Despair."

"After the Backlund smog, she can use it to digest most of the magic potion and become the immortal witch."

"Wouldn't it be hopeless if I died at this time?"

As Lin Nuo spoke, he stretched out his finger as if fishing and watched the fish take the bait, splashing circles of water.

"Whoo~"

"That's...really...desperate enough."

"Once you become an immortal witch, you will remain young forever, be strange and hard to kill, and be good at resurrection and rebirth."

"I feel very, very, very unhappy just thinking about it."

Panatia exhaled a deep breath of hot air as if to blow away all the depression, and her waist swayed flexibly as if to prove with actions how unwilling she was.

"Did you come here to remind me because you know something?"

Panatia's voice was filled with tenderness, and she hugged Lin Nuo's neck tightly as if she wanted to merge him into her body.

"I didn't say anything."

"Now that Katarina is not here, you are in charge of Backlund's affairs. Of course I will come to you if I encounter any problems."

Lin Nuo stroked the smooth and soft back of the Witch of Despair, and his fingers gently moved rhythmically. Suddenly, he became interested in playing the piano.

"The White Saint still needs to take care of matters at sea. Our cooperation with the royal family will be completed in a few weeks. If you have any new ideas, I will arrange them as soon as possible."

"But the prerequisite is that you have to... obey... me!"

Panatia seemed to be quibbling with words.

Her hair tightly wrapped around Lin Nuo like spider silk, as if she would not let him leave without giving her an explanation.

"The principle of the resurrection of the Immortal Witch is actually not complicated."

"They can imprison their true selves in the mirror. If the fake self dies, they can quickly be resurrected by relying on the projection of their true self in the mirror."

When Lin Nuo talked about the resurrection mechanism of the Immortal Witch, he felt that it was quite similar to his current situation.

"Your priority now is to safely pass the fragile Witch of Despair and advance to the immortal Saint-level Witch."

"It would be too dangerous if we cause too much trouble in Backlund."

"Has the Evolutionary Plague I asked you to develop produced any results?"

Lin Nuo looked at the witch who was still restless and slippery like a loach, and slapped her hard.

"Hmm~"

Panatia covered her buttocks in pain, where there was an extra slap shadow, and her eyes became even more blurred.

"Huh~"

Panatia twitched for a while and then collapsed before saying:

"Creating a plague strain that is not very lethal and can continue to evolve requires not only a lot of time, energy, and materials, but also a bit of luck."

"I am willing to listen to you and do this, but no one will think this is the witch's mercy."

"No one will know what you have done, and even those who survived will not thank you."

Panatia looked at the man's silence and curled her lips.

If you want to do something good and save thousands or even tens of thousands of lives, I am willing to cooperate with your actions even if the speed at which the potion is digested is greatly reduced.

Anyway, since you slowed down the digestion of my potion, it's not too much to ask you to make up for the time I wasted, right?

Chapter 246: Acting as the God of Death

"You seem to have misunderstood something."

"Killing is just a means to an end, not the end we want."

"Backlund's actual population is close to 200 million, just counting the East District."

"If you spread the plague as planned and the government prevented it, it would probably cause more than 30,000 deaths."

"These 30,000 people are just a one-minute statistic."

"I am quite dissatisfied with the Witch Church's waste of human resources."

Lin Nuo said slowly.

"What do you mean by saying this?"

Panatia was a little confused and didn't quite understand what Lin Nuo meant.