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Chen Xiu looked at Arturo deeply and said nothing more.

"Let's go back to the car first. We still need to think about this matter carefully."

Texas frowned slightly. Why are there more and more people trying to steal his job recently?

Mostima looked like he was just watching the show, after all, Chen Xiu and Arturo had never been quiet since they met.

Sometimes, she even felt that Arturo was more like a fallen angel than herself.

But she never broke the law.

On the Penguin Emperor.

Gertrude curled up in the berth and closed her eyes to rest.

Having just been freed from stress and fear, her insomnia has not yet been alleviated.

The emperor sat in the passenger seat, writing and drawing in a notebook, composing his new song for the next quarter.

When she heard the car door open, Gertrude jumped up alertly.

Then he came to his senses and remembered that he didn't need to worry anymore.

"Miss Gertrude, come and see who this is?" Arturo called out after getting in the car.

Gertrude didn't recognize him at first, but after staring at Clyde carefully, she suddenly remembered his identity.

"He, he's that Cretaceous? I was going to kill him in the Sunset District of Visheheim in the future..."

Gertrude's voice paused, and her erect wolf ears slowly drooped.

For a moment, she had a very complicated feeling in her heart.

If nothing changes, both of them are destined to die in seven years.

By then, he must have hated Bai Ke to the core because he had ruined his plan.

But now that I have been liberated and not driven completely crazy, my feelings towards chalk are different.

Gertrude couldn't tell whether she felt guilty, relieved, or something else.

But since I am alive, Crete should be fine too.

But then Arturo broke her idea.

"We brought him back because he couldn't escape his destined fate... Incidentally, in the original future, I was actually his teacher."

Gertrude was so frightened that her tail stood up and she stared at Arturo.

"That's also the main reason why I was able to meet him in Ideom and bring him to you."

"So what should we do now?" Gertrude asked quickly, "Is there anything I can do to help? Anything I can do..."

Chen Xiu didn't expect Gertrude to be so proactive.

It seems that she regards helping Bai Ke as proof of her new life and redemption of the past.

"The Voice of the World," Chen Xiu pointed out, "This is the most crucial part of the whole matter. We just need to resolve this."

"Visheim!" Gertrude responded immediately. "There's still information related to the Voice of the World in the Strollo family's mansion. You can get it if you need it."

"The Sound of the World?" Arturo tapped his cheek and pondered, "Actually, I've also studied the melody the Sorcerer King left behind in the mortal world before his death. Although I haven't been able to complete it yet, I've seen it in the future."

Arturo thought about it and felt that if he had relevant information about the Voice of the World project, he would definitely be able to study it clearly.

Could this be the key to changing Cretaceous' future? And what role does Chen Xiu play in this?

It’s not that there wasn’t one, after all, it was he who brought himself and Gertrude together.

"There's no need to go to so much trouble. Besides, we don't have that much time."

Chen Xiu shook his head. He had thought about it on the way.

"Just go find the Witch King directly. Is there anything he can't fix?"

If I remember correctly, it was Fremont who helped solve the problem with Black Key in the future, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort.

But the old lich is now in Trilinterme, which is the base of Leithania.

I have too many troubles this time, so it's not suitable for me to go for a stroll over there.

Otherwise, Chen Xiu really wanted to meet the old lich and solve his own problem at the same time.

Chen Xiu's words stunned Arturo and Gertrude. They both reacted quickly, but they thought of different things.

"I see. This is something only you can do."

"Are you contacting Lord Cyclopes? If it's Lord Cyclopes, he'll surely be able to convince His Majesty the Witch King to help!"

Looking at Gertrude's excitement, Chen Xiu felt that she had become a die-hard fan of Cyclopes.

After thinking about it, I felt that it would be better not to tell her the truth for the time being. Now is not the right time.

Arturo sensed Chen Xiu's fleeting helplessness and a smile appeared on his lips.

Oh, I'm looking forward to Miss Gertrude's reaction when she finds out the truth.

However, she had no intention of intervening this time.

After all, this is not a harmless matter for both parties.

Since we are already companions, no matter whose sake it is for, we must always know when to act appropriately.

"That's about right." Chen Xiu said, looking at Arturo: "At midnight, use your spell to link me and Baichao."

Although through the prophetic coordinates calibrated last time, I can initiate a call with the Witch King alone.

But since the problem to be solved is the chalk, we have to bring him along.

Arturo nodded in understanding and said, "Leave it to me."

Before midnight, everyone gathered in the carriage and watched Chen Xiu and Clyde quietly.

Even the emperor squeezed over, but after thinking about it, he found that he would not be able to see the most interesting things this time.

The fat penguin was scratching his head anxiously, but there were some things he just couldn't do, and some places he just couldn't go to. He didn't want to get lost in the subspace.

In the end, I had no choice but to give up, feeling as sad as if I had lost a vinyl record.

莫斯提马手持怀表注意着时间，轻声做着最后的倒数：“5、4、3、2、1，行动！”

Arturo plucked the strings and connected Chen Xiu and Clyde through himself, accurately triggering the prophecy.

In Pavillon, somewhere unknown, Herhunzollon suddenly opened his eyes.

His brows were furrowed, and a hint of hesitation and anger flashed in his eyes.

The anti-prophecy spell on his body had been set up less than a day ago, but it was broken again.

What he didn't expect was that both times were done by the same person.

Cyclopes, what does he mean!?

The Witch King raised his hand and rolled the dice, and the black and red magic glow illuminated the empty and lonely palace.

Since both parties had a good chat, I didn’t take yesterday’s accident too seriously, but I must have an explanation this time!

In a flash, the will of the Witch King followed the prophecy and came to the long river of time.

After seeing him coming, Cyclopes, whose face was blurred, laughed and took out a young white lamb and handed it to him.

"Herhunzolun, come and see your grandson."

"This is you, and you are also one of the few remaining descendants of the Utica family in the world."

Chapter 105 Chen Xiu: Lateran Host, Let Me Test You... (4K)

Herhunzollen glanced at Clyde indifferently.

To be honest, this little guy with white hair doesn't look much like him except for the iconic spiral horns.

But with the help of magic, Herhunzollon was still able to sense the blood fluctuations in the other person's body that were similar to his own.

It's a bit thin, a remote branch, but it is indeed his descendant.

But what does few mean?

Could it be that the Utica family was liquidated by the Twin Queens and the Electors?

Although he did not give much preferential treatment to the Utica family during his reign, and even criticized them particularly harshly, he was from the Utica family after all, so it was normal for those people to vent their anger on him, but killing them all was a bit too much.

In other words, this goes against the unspoken political rules that have always existed in Leithania.

In the eyes of the Witch King, the Utica family would definitely be stripped of their title of Elector after his death, and would certainly be subject to very strict supervision and surveillance, but it would never reach the point where the entire family would be expelled.

"He does indeed have the blood of Utica flowing in his veins..."

Helhun Zuoren paused, looked up at Chen Xiu, and asked a question directly.

"But how could he be one of the few remaining bloodlines in the family? And what about the lingering sound of the mortal world in him?"

"You'll have to ask your fanatical diehards about that. They seem to believe you can revive with the power of the Voice of the World, so they've managed to capture everyone related to your bloodline and subjected them to all sorts of experiments."

"In the end, only two children barely survived." Chen Xiu shook the chalk in his hand. "One is this kid, and the other is the current Count of Utica. It seems that everyone else is dead."

Herhunzollon was silent. He never expected things to turn out like this.

It is true that his soul did not dissipate after his death, but that was so that he could stay in the wilderness.

However, his subjects mistakenly believed that he had a chance of resurrection, and they conducted cruel experiments on him.

After all, Fremont is an outsider, and it is not easy for him to intervene in that situation, otherwise the liches will definitely be targeted more severely.

It doesn't matter what role the twin queens and the electors played in this. It is not ruled out that there were insiders who stood by and watched, or even added fuel to the fire, just to take the opportunity to completely destroy the Utica family.

The Witch King had considered the possibility of his family being destroyed, but now it seemed that the situation had become the worst.

However, he has no regrets about it.

A long time ago, he had made the biggest choice of his life.

If we can't stop the evil, not only the Utica family, but even the entire Letania will be destroyed!

The arrogant king shouldered everything alone. He could not explain anything to others, nor did he bother to explain anything to others, and he didn't care whether others understood.

It is enough for him to know and be sure that what he is doing is right.

As for the purpose of Cyclopes' visit this time, the Witch King had some guesses in his mind, but he still needed to confirm it.

"You came to me to resolve the earthly voice in him?"

"Yes."

Chen Xiu simply nodded without beating around the bush.

"How is it? This shouldn't be too difficult for you, right?"

"It's certainly not difficult, but the problem is that I can't touch his real body, so I can't perform any tricks on him."

Helhunzolon took the chalk from Chen Xiu, held it in his arms and examined it carefully.

The little guy is already an infected person, and the Sound of the World has a certain catalytic effect on Originium.

If nothing is done, the child will only have ten years to live at most, and will suffer extreme pain in the later stages.

Since he is his own descendant, Herhunzollon will naturally not sit idly by, not to mention that he is his only one of the two.

"I can teach you the solution. With your magical ability, you should be able to solve this problem easily."

"I'm sorry, but my real body is not with this child right now, so I can't help him directly."

Chen Xiu skillfully kicked the ball back, blocking the Witch King's unrealistic proposal.

"My people met this child in Ideom. One of their companions saw that he had a good talent for music and wanted to take him in as a student. That's why they contacted me and asked me to help them find a solution."