Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 216 A Deeper Connection

The brightest star in the night sky flickered for a moment, and a black night tulle embroidered with stars fell on Lewis and covered it.

Afterwards, the starry sky gradually became transparent, showing the scorching sun in the afternoon, and a female voice appeared like a dream:
"The River of Eternal Darkness."

"Yes, I will definitely look for it as soon as possible." Lewis hurriedly assured the goddess, although he had no clue at all.

As Amon and the Goddess of the Night left one after another, there were only puddles of blood and dead bodies left on the scene.

The trees transformed by Amon stood there, with branches and flowers swinging, stretching out slender branches and leaves, as if looking for a target.

At the same time, the tree exudes corrupt desires, as if attracting someone to approach it.

"After a while, there should be people from the church coming. Whether it is the clone of Amon or the power of the Evernight Goddess, it will arouse the vigilance of relevant organizations."

Thinking of being interrogated later, Lewis was in a bad mood. What if the person who came was from the Church of Storms?
Judging from the current situation, the Lord of Storms hated him very much, and might take this opportunity to take revenge.

"Should I contact Bonova Gustav? For now, the God of Steam and Machinery has been showing kindness to me. It's better than falling into the hands of the Lord of Storms and Eternal Blazing Sun."

The next moment, Lewis looked into the distance and muttered to himself:
"Are the first batch of people here to be the police? There don't seem to be superhumans among them."

A few minutes later, a carriage with the logo of "Sycamore leaves intertwined with sycamore flowers, surrounded by double swords" stopped not far away. This is the logo of the Intis police system.

Three men stepped down from the carriage, holding riot rubber sticks in their hands, and they were not even qualified to wear pistols.

Obviously, the three people who came were only the lowest-qualified policemen, equivalent to film policemen.

"What's going on here, I think you need to explain it!" The potbellied policeman walked in the front. He looked at the pools of blood on the ground, took out relevant documents, and asked.

"Officer, please don't go any further." Lewis tapped his cane lightly, reminding him.

He had already seen the eyes of these policemen gradually become blurred. It was obvious that they were attracted by the "Mother Tree of Desire". If they continued to step forward, they would definitely do some ugly things.

"What's your attitude?" The potbellied policeman angrily grabbed Lewis by the collar. Suddenly, he took a few steps back and looked at the gun on Lewis' waist.

"It's illegal to hold a gun. It seems that you have to go with me, you bitch!" The policeman's attitude became tougher, and the disdain and anger in his tone became more and more obvious.

Obviously, these policemen have been influenced by the power of the Mother Tree of Desire, revealing a rough and conceited side.

Lewis had no choice but to raise his hands. He didn't want to conflict with the local officials. Now these ordinary people are polluted by the mother tree of desire, and may take extreme actions at any time.

However, being taken away by the ordinary police is not a bad thing. I believe that people from the Church of Steam will find him soon and release him on bail.

Lewis handed over his revolver, put on his delicate silver bracelet, and stepped into the carriage automatically.

The few policemen seemed to be attracted by the tree, and they still stayed where they were, unwilling to leave. One of them actually put his head in the flower, which seemed to be very enjoyable.

About a minute later, another carriage with a police logo appeared in sight, and Lewis found that there were several extraordinary people on this carriage.

A tall and straight young man in an inspector's uniform stepped out of the carriage, and he coughed heavily.

The three policemen who were immersed in desire hurriedly turned their heads and greeted the inspector respectfully.

"Mr. Inspector, we are dealing with a case, what can I do for you?"

The young inspector said coldly:

"Leave this matter to us, you can leave, and the relevant personnel will be handed over to us."

"Okay." The potbellied policeman hurriedly agreed. He walked back to the carriage, called Lewis down, and handed over the revolver.

Before leaving, he reluctantly glanced at the tree that brought him happiness.

Lewis just changed to a carriage. Looking at the four young inspectors in front of him, he guessed that most of them belonged to the church, but he didn't know which church they belonged to, as long as it wasn't the Church of Storms.

"Mr. Lewis, may I ask what happened here?" asked the tall young man, who was the one who sent the police away just now.

"You know me?" Lewis glanced at the other party in surprise. It was obvious that this extraordinary team was not the punisher of the Church of the Storm.

"Of course, your great achievements have been recognized by God, and even written in the teachings. I admire you very much." The inspector handed Lewis a cup of coffee in a simple package, and chatted with Lewis in the carriage.

Knowing that the other party was a member of Mechanical Heart, Lewis also relaxed a little. He told everything he could talk about, except for the high-level secrets involved.

As they listened, the faces of the four Mechanical Heart members became more and more serious. They discovered that this matter involved too high a level, and it was far beyond what a Sequence Seven person could handle.

"Sorry, please wait for a while. I need to inform my superiors before I can decide whether to release you." The young inspector rang the telegraph.

After a few minutes, the inspector turned around and said to Lewis:
"Mr. Lewis, you can leave now, the Archbishop will take care of things here."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you."

Lewis breathed a sigh of relief, it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, and he wondered if he could still catch up with this week's Tarot meeting.

He took off his bracelet, grabbed his pistol and left.

Suddenly, Lewis turned his head and looked at the only female member of the Heart of Machine team.

I saw that the other party's eyes were blurred, and his breathing was a little rough.

"Obviously, she was also polluted by the mother tree of desire, but why is the object of desire me?"

Lewis frowned. He himself had the pollution of the Mother Tree of Desire, and perhaps these pollutions could already affect people in reality.

Amon said before disappearing that the Mother Tree of Desire had established a deeper connection with him.

After walking for a while, Lewis found a restaurant by the road, entered the bathroom and locked the door.

I hope today's Tarot Society can end soon, otherwise he will occupy the bathroom for a long time.

After three o'clock, a deep red burst out in front of Lewis' eyes, and dense ravings appeared in his ears.

Passing through the gray fog, he saw a palace built in the gray fog that looked like a giant's residence, and he saw Mr. Fool sitting at the top of the long bronze table, always looking down on everything.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fate..."

"Good afternoon, Mister Fool..."

Amidst Audrey's greeting, the new week's Tarot Club began.

(End of this chapter)