I seem to be an evil god

The next few days were uneventful. Liu Dao went to Smith Manor every day to discuss two clues about the elite level with Smith. With Liu Dao's supervision, Smith became more and more concerned about the two elite levels. His miners team rushed around day after day to oppose made several assumptions.

Regarding these two elites, the so-called clue is the location of their tombs, and the two pieces of information about the tombs collected by Smith came from two declining aristocratic families.

These small nobles are often promoted just because their ancestors were elites. After entering the ranks of the nobility, they have not accumulated enough knowledge. Once the elites who are the pillars die, they will eventually end up in decline.

One of the tombs was determined to be in the mountains outside the south city gate. Smith's team of miners were also constantly searching in the mountains. Liu Dao urged Smith to blast seven or eight caves in succession in the past few days. Unfortunately, Still nothing was found about the tomb.

Another elite tomb is rather strange. The time of death of this elite was close to modern times. Alchemy at that time was called evil art. In order to prevent their corpses from being desecrated by their descendants, these dead ancestors often built cemeteries in secret, leaving only There are only a few words left for future generations.

And Smith collected the second clue, which was only a very short riddle: Where the river ends, he sleeps under the red sword.

For these two riddles, Liu Dao and Smith worked hard. The end of the river can be extended to the bend or dry place where the river changes its course.

However, nearly a hundred years have passed since the death of this elite. There are few records of the changes in the water veins, and the point of the red sword at the back is still unclear. Liu Dao has rummaged through the collection of books in the Appraisal Department, and there is no clue. Find the red sword that ends here.

Liu Dao, who had been studying all night, returned home from the Demon Hunter Guild. The Lion City in the morning was shrouded in a layer of mist. Most of the residents were still sleeping, and the wide streets were deserted.

"You traitors, the Five Swordsmen will not let you go. The Holy and Supreme God of Light is above, who will save this devout believer."

In the distance, Liu Dao heard the screams of struggle, and looked into the distance. Two streets away, there was a team of deacons in black pressing a middle-aged priest forward. Dark shackles clamped around the priest's body. Control the holy light energy in his body.

These struggles and cries came from this priest. Judging from his relatively neat clerical robes, he should have been detained in a branch church for a long time and was sent to the confessional of the cathedral today.

Seeing Liu Dao, the pastor's struggling voice became more intense: "Pious believers, these deacons have been tempted by the devil and even arrested God's messengers, who are also shining people. I need your help!"

Liu Dao looked at this crazy god in a funny way. Compared with the five black butlers who were tempted by the devil, he, the real evil god, is more terrifying, right?

When the Black Butlers noticed Liu Dao, their expressions instantly tightened, their palms hidden in their black robes, and they cautiously prepared for battle.

Liu Dao was stunned when he saw this, and then he realized how inconsistent he was when he appeared in the early morning. He decisively took out the demon hunting badge from his arms and showed it to the black-clothed deacons.

Seeing the witcher's sign, the several black butlers at the street entrance looked slightly relaxed. Although their hands were still hidden in their black robes, they stopped the escort team and continued to move forward. When they left the street entrance, several black butlers The deacon nodded to Liu Dao in agreement.

This is treating me as a demon hunter on the night shift... Liu Dao thought helplessly.

At this time, a young voice suddenly came from beside him, "This pastor should not have studied the doctrine for a long time. As mentioned in the Bright Guide last month, the Five Swordsmen have been confirmed to be angels and not from God. He was kicked out of the faith.”

Liu Dao looked down and saw that it was a newsboy who had gotten up early. The smell of ink lingered on the tip of his nose. It was today's latest newspaper.

"Sir, do you want to know all kinds of information about the church as soon as possible? Let's get a copy of the Bright Brochure."

The newsboy enthusiastically promoted his newspaper. Liu Dao took a look at this knowledgeable young man and bought a copy of Guangming Brochure.

Guangming Chanzhan is the main newspaper affiliated with the Guangming Church. The copy in Liu Dao's hands is the branch edition of the Violet Kingdom. Except for a small amount of continent-wide news, most of it is the internal affairs of the Violet Kingdom.

On the way home, Liu Dao flipped through it at random, and unexpectedly saw a piece of news in the corner of the third page: A certain viscount from Forest Province was suspected of conducting human experiments, and the Church of Light had intervened in the investigation.

Although this piece of news only occupies a small corner, it instantly caught Liu Dao's attention. A certain viscount from Forest Province, and based on the information given by Jet, this was obviously talking about Lord Landun.

Has Lord Landun’s matter become known to everyone? The sleepy Liu Dao was thinking vaguely. At this moment, he was approaching the comfortable big bed at home.

Gee, he feels like he's getting cold...

Liu Dao, who had stayed up all night, woke up at midnight, washed up, and hurried to the Demon Hunting Guild. Liu Dao, who had never forgotten the swordsmanship course, decided to challenge the curse again.

When we arrived at the Demon Hunter Guild, the hall was still bustling with people. Many demon hunters gathered in small groups and discussed with each other fiercely.

Liu Dao's arrival attracted everyone's attention. Seven or eight young demon hunters stood up immediately, holding newspapers in their hands, and rushed towards Liu Dao to surround him.

MMP, is there really a curse on War Club? ! ! !

Liu Dao felt depressed in his heart. He looked at the surrounding demon hunters and carefully thought about his recent actions. He unexpectedly found that there was nothing out of the ordinary.

Diesel suddenly appeared from the crowd and waved to the young demon hunters surrounding him:

"Don't make trouble first. I will discuss the matter with Gaia before we discuss it. Besides, if the president doesn't say anything, it will be useless no matter what you do."

After saying that, Diesel dragged Liu Dao into a secret discussion room and asked Liu Dao with all his face: "What do you think about the matter of Blue Shield Lord? Let me tell you first, my opinion is based on the chairman's. You'd better do the same." Think carefully and don't be encouraged by those young people just saying a few words."

Liu Dao was still a little confused now. He asked Diesel curiously: "What happened to Lord Blue Shield? I don't know anything about it yet."

When Diesel saw this, he walked around the guild hall and immediately returned to the secret room with a stack of newspapers.

"Look, here's today's latest newspaper."

Liu Dao scanned them roughly and found that these dozen newspapers covered all aspects of the Lion City. In addition to the official propaganda newspapers of the Noble Council, the ones with the highest sales were placed here.

The titles of these newspapers are surprisingly consistent:

"Lord Blue Shield, an unknown devil"

"Detailed explanation of human experiments, revealing the mysterious side of Lan Dunjue"

"A brief analysis of Lan Dunjue's family history, looking at its ugliness from three pieces of news"

"Light protects the Lion City, Blue Shield Lord will surely be unable to continue"

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