Lynn said lightly, "How long have you been doing this?"

Camille hardly hesitated and said tremblingly: "One... A thousand years ago, but at first it was only for experiments in certain gathering places. Such a factory was really built in..."

hum-

Almost at the moment when her words hadn't come out.

Suddenly, countless cracks appeared in her soul.

She immediately realized something, and her expression suddenly became extremely frightened.

"No! No! These are just irrelevant information, I didn't say anything, I didn't say...Save me! Save me!!"

For a moment.

Accompanied by a terrifying scream.

Her soul cracked open directly from the inside, and instantly turned into countless fragments.

Lynn frowned slightly.

Obviously.

He has understood.

I am afraid that even these people have not really figured out the boundaries of the prohibition in their souls.

If they really touch some important nodes, the ban in their bodies will still be triggered automatically, and then they will die directly.

immediately.

Lynn's indifferent gaze fell on Black Skull.

That huge coercion rumbled, causing Black Skull to feel the pressure of terror that he had never experienced before.

And the fear in his eyes has become more and more serious.

He couldn't see the true strength of this existence at all.

And this huge unknown is the real fear.

Lynn said lightly: "Tell me what you know about your Necronomicon and Sandstorm City."

...

After a few minutes.

Lynn frowned tightly, looking at the soul of the black skull that was trembling with terror in his hands.

And Lynn finally understood the role of Sandstorm City in this incident.

He took a deep breath, the murderous intent in his eyes.

Although he had already guessed, but when he really got the answer, he still felt indescribable anger.

Sandstorm City.

Or in other words, it was the gathering place of many people at the same time after the war of gods.

All are cities chosen by the Fallen for his ultimate plan for experimentation.

The imprint that was rooted in the soul at first was imperfect.

It is because of this imperfection that many creatures that can be exempted from the control of the mark are often born.

Such as Nanako's mother, such as Arushu.

But over time, this imperfection has become more and more perfect in subsequent vows and transformations.

And Sandstorm City, of course, became a failure of the first generation.

The organization originally headed by the Necronomicon has abandoned the city, but with the various infiltration and actions of the elemental faction and the reality faction against them in recent years, they have begun to restart all the imprinting plans.

Among them, it also includes the failures of Sandstorm City.

And Lynn already knew from his mouth that in addition to Sandstorm City, there were dozens of other similar cities on the Violet Continent.

It's just that they are more concealed, and their imprints are becoming more secretive and vicious. When they are not activated, they will not really be discovered by others.

And in the last hundred years.

With the establishment of similar factories in the hidden fields around the Violet world, countless people have been replaced, and countless people have been stamped with the imprint that is rooted in their souls!

And not just the violet world.

In other worlds, there are similar plans.

This is truly the most vicious plan ever undertaken against the entire Nether.

Lynn forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at the soul of the black skull, and said:

"Who is the chief minister in Sandstorm City? What is his identity among your Necromancers?"

Black Skull trembled and said: "She is one of our supervisors in charge of Sandstorm City, and one of the large number of souls sent from the underworld by our gods in recent decades."

Lynn raised her eyebrows and said, "Souls from the underworld?"

Black Skull forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and said, "Yes, in fact, our gods have been paying attention to the progress of our experiments in various worlds. In order to make the soul death mark more perfect, all those who have been marked die. Afterwards, their souls will be personally accepted and identified by our gods."

"And if the imprint can be further improved, our gods will screen some of the souls for transformation, and then let them return to the real world again, and then use the imprint template in their bodies to make targeted corrections and optimizations for the imprints in various regions. "

"I only know that her name is Nadria, and she is one of Sandstorm City's most violent failures."

It was almost the moment he uttered that name.

Lynn's heart throbbed suddenly.

His brows furrowed suddenly.

"Nard... Leah?!"

...

At that moment, Lynn almost felt a chill and viciousness swept from all directions.

It was something he had never thought about, and something he had never guessed for.

But if so.

He finally understood why the old king was being manipulated voluntarily, and why there was such guilt and self-blame in his eyes.

Because he is atonement!

He is atonement for his daughter!

But Lynn knew almost instantly that that person was definitely no longer Nanako's mother, and if what Black Skull said was true, it was definitely a transformed soul.

I am afraid that apart from some memories, her personality, her feelings, and her thinking have all been completely cut off from what she had before her death.

this moment.

Lynn wanted a god to die like never before.

"Fallen God!"

Killing intent in his eyes.

The majestic killing intent almost made Black Skull explode. He looked at Lynn in horror, looking at the killing intent that almost condensed into reality, all of which pointed to the gods he believed in.

Who is he! Who is he!

This was something he kept guessing during this period of time, and he was never able to find any information about this existence from any history in the Violet World.

But this moment.

When he really felt the undisguised and unbridled hatred and killing intent towards their gods, he suddenly thought of a person.

Because if it is said that in the entire history of the Violet World, who is full of hatred and murderous intent towards the gods from beginning to end...

That's just... only...

"Violet... Your Majesty!"

He finally uttered those five words tremblingly.

"I got it! I got it!"

He looked at Lynn with trembling and horror as if he had finally glimpsed part of the truth, and said:

"You are the lunatic from a thousand years ago! You are the tyrant who once started the war!! You are the Violet Lord! You are Lynn!! You are not dead!!"

click-

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, his soul was crushed to pieces by Lynn.

With the flying of countless soul fragments, Lynn completely wiped out his soul, so that he didn't even have the chance to step into the sea of ​​​​heart.

His eyes flickered wildly.

Because he didn't know how to tell Nanako the information he got.

Because that's her mother!

It's her mother!

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