Chapter 1339 277. Go to the New World

   Destruction is related to destruction, and destruction is related to destruction and destruction.

   If the Society of Exorcists is a prison for prisoners, destroying prisons is clearly not the way to house prisoners.

   “Is its news credible?” Lu Li asked him.

   “It has no reason to deceive us…” The Swamp Mother understood Lu Li’s caution, “You can wait a while, Claire is searching the memories of the stupid nobles.”

  The nobles who used books as fire in the dark underground and fed on weirdness and companions for 20 years finally returned to their dream home where the sun shines – with a deformed posture with drooling, madness and babbling.

   Their memories were excavated, and the details of the evil spirit were completed with the narration of the Swamp Mother:

   Riddles and Mysteries sheltered and nurtured these people for twenty years, and the tradition of controlling evil spirits existed when the original Exorcist Society was not the Exorcist Society, such as the Tree of the Mind.

The    riddle is also one of them, because the body is in the hands of the nobles, and it is forced to shelter them. Until Lu Li arrived, it was taken to the land of light by the nobles, and the riddle of the riddle reminded the mother of the swamp that it could not leave the Exorcist Association, otherwise the existence of the subterranean association would escape from trouble.

   “What’s in the ground?”

   “I don’t know the riddles either—” The Swamp Mother paused briefly, as if asking, “Just keep spreading… puzzles to the association to prevent it from leaving the cage.”

   “Lu Li, the riddle is very useful to us…”

   Obviously, the Swamp Mother took a fancy to the riddle.

  The Land of Light has evil gods, ghosts, exorcists, dependents, weirdos, evil spirits, pagans, juveniles of the ancients, “world tree”, but there is also a lack of evil spirits who play with the rules.

   This makes the Land of Light less persuasive to attract strange inhabitants.

The    Riddle Riddle is certainly a suitable potential inhabitant—its body is in control, it has been domesticated by exorcists, and rituals are effective at sifting out weirdos approaching the territory.

   While listening to the whispers of the Swamp Mother, Lu Li took the businessman Anthony to the office area and the rest area to organize notes that might be useful.

   A pleasant surprise was that Lu Li found a safe in the bed compartment of a lounge.

  The businessman Anthony was about to bring it back to the Land of Light to open it, but Lu Li stopped it, his illusory hand passed through the safe, and took out the things inside—some shillings, a page of bills, and a ledger with many numbers or something.

  Lu Li then asked the merchant Anthony to take them away, leaving it to the think tank of the Land of Light to think about what these are.

   Soon after, the gentle whispers of the Swamp Mother sounded from the Crown of Thorns. The disclosure of the riddle mystery is verified:

  There are a few rumors hidden in the memories of the nobles—

   Rumor has it that the Exorcist Society is built on dead weirdness, or that the Exorcist Society is dead weirdness. It and the inherited slayer society suppressed the weirdness to prevent its resurgence—sounds like the old old gods.

   As for what was being suppressed, it can be traced back to the beginning of the establishment of the Exorcist Association, but that part has already been burned to ashes by the nobles.

   “Are there any survivors there?”

   Lu Li recalled the weird wandering among the ruins when he came: “I’m afraid they are the only survivors.”

  Lack of information, Lu Li can only verify in his own way: mottled dreams emerge from behind, smudged around like dripping ink on the canvas, but they are blocked from spreading. …

  Lu Li continued, letting the dreamland flow along the ravine like a river, bypassing the rocks and the heights, revealing a foggy outline of the Exorcist Association, which was completely included except for the three floors above.

The weirdness that    the Exorcists suppress is the Exorcist Society itself.

   It hasn’t woken up yet, and it doesn’t respond to Lu Li’s wanton behavior.

   “The rumor is true, the weirdness is the Exorcist Society.”

   “What do you want to do with it?” The Swamp Mother didn’t want to return the Evil Spirit, “The Riddler is useful to us, and it also wants to stay in the Land of Light.”

   “We can use this to study the evil spirit and find a way to restore it. If you find Anna on the other side of the world’s Ridgeback Mountains…”

   “Then stay.”

  The Swamp Mother continued to ask: “What about the Exorcist Association?”

  Luni looked around at the library that had become empty, the fire that lacked firewood would be extinguished, and the aperture was getting narrower and narrower.

   “…don’t bother.”

   The exorcists at that time were worried that it would revive and endanger human civilization and suppressed it, but now, human civilization has withdrawn from the stage and is lingering in the corner.

   The repressive existence emerges from its predicament and confronts the weird, not the human.

  The Land of Light is far enough from the headquarters of the Exorcist Society.

  Before taking off the crown of thorns, Lu Li asked the mother of the swamp to ask the riddle of the riddle, whether it could know anything about the nightmare and the truth.

   and a question: the arrival of the arable garden, the faceless giants, the gaze cast from the deep space…they disappeared after the initial invasion, leaving only “ordinary” monsters wandering the world.

  Where did they exist and where did they go?

   This question is answered by the Swamp Mother: Children don’t always have ant colonies that build nests in their backyards.

  …

   The winter should be early this year.

  The ice-free port of Wiener, which is getting colder and colder from the beginning, crosses the strait and reaches the Gauss Basin. The huge shadow cast by the beholder worm seems to echo the black ring of the cultivated garden.

   As the top-level sequence under “The Unspeakable”, the Gaussian Basin does not need to face weird invasion from beginning to end. Even when the blood of the dying Deep Sea gods flows from the world’s Backbone Mountains, the maddened monstrosity is far from the worm’s congregation.

   The beholder worm hangs in the sky like the sun. Greeting Lu Li’s arrival are his relatives, worms.

   I can really feel my own insignificance among a group of worms as large as a house. Lu Li saw Fudot here. Transformed into a worm, she is the size of a lamb.

   She refused to see Lu Li, but she couldn’t communicate with him.

   Looking at Fudot’s sad and regretful worm body, Lu Li explained one thing about businessman Anthony.

  The businessman Anthony left and returned soon after, the backpack rustling behind his back, and a little girl’s puppet’s head drilled out.

“Land from!”

  The eldest sister, brought by the businessman Anthony, communicated with Lu Li on behalf of Fudot.

  Fodor is not alone, she is getting used to living as a worm, and her family members are also around—those worms who greeted Lu Li.

   She hoped that she could go to the Land of Light after her childhood, and Lu Li agreed to her.

  Lu Li asked Fudot and his people about the other side of the world’s Backbone Mountains, but they also knew very little. Beholder worms rarely answer their prayers, only occasional news from ancestors who live on beholder worms.

   Let the businessman Anthony send the noisy eldest sister who wants to play with Lu Li to the land of light to play, and Lu Li once again climbed the back mountain range of this world, which was regarded as unattainable by the explorers of all ages.

  The steep mountain is like walking on the ground for ghosts, and Lu Li climbs the top and steps into the real unknown.