Chapter 243 The Audience Must Die
"Hey, Xiao Fu, you wrote back and asked to see me...what's the matter?" Old Blue stepped out of the spirit world and came to a mansion in Queens.

"Big news! It's a big news!" Xiao Fu took the white gauze gloves handed to him by Old Blue, threw them aside casually and said:
"Patrick Jason is liquidating his own property, including the small bank. The paintings, porcelain, and wall clocks in his home are all being sold... Are you interested? How about I secretly transfer the assets to your account?"

"...Xiao Fu, even if you want to digest the 'Trickster' potion, you should choose a simpler target, right?" Old Blue sat down at the round table, took a sip of black tea, and said:

"You should be the one who knows how many people are watching that 'Apostle of Desire', right? Well, remember to change the name of the bank you have taken over to 'Storm Sole Proprietorship Bank'. It will be used to handle various businesses for the company and to publicize the church's affairs...

"So, the 'devil' is about to start taking action? What a busy life..." Old Blue took a bite of the muffin and said:

"The sweetness has been reduced... Did you arrange this on purpose?"

"Yes, Mr. Blue! I always remember that you don't like sweet food!" Xiao Fu hurriedly picked up the red teapot and filled the other's cup again.

"I don't mind you restoring the previous sequence..." Old Blue waved his hand and said:

"Re-enacting and digesting it will be good for you, but you have to think clearly. Once you return to the level of a demigod, you will naturally attract Amon. The Fate Hermits should understand His terror better than I do... Well, actually, none of your three paths are very good...

"Advance, Xiao Fu. You can advance freely before Sequence 5. As for after that...it depends on your performance. Maybe I will work with a secret being to give you protection..."

"Okay, okay! You are such a great and kind being!" Xiao Fu suppressed her fear of Amon. In fact, she sometimes wondered if this old man was just Amon? Was he teasing her? Hiss! Absolutely not! It was too scary!

"The second thing is the cooperating 'Witch Sect'... They show no signs of leaving and are still designing and cooperating. They plan to create the 'smog' by the end of this year..."

Old Bruce nodded and said:

"The goddess holds the power of 'secrets', so it's normal for the witches not to get the news.

"Perhaps by then we won't have to do anything at all, as all witches will be hunted down and killed by the Church of Evernight... Well, there will be no harm without trade... We need to catch the witches as soon as possible, Xiao Fu.

"What about Hvin Rambis? Did this guy ever doubt you?"

"Fortunately... this body has a high status, and I used to be a free-spirited person...

"Hvin Rambis, as a royal advisor, only came on the day when Qilingos failed, and urged me to start the next assassination plan as soon as possible..."

"Really?" Old Blue glanced at Little Fu and said:

"Well, let's get rid of this guy. I changed my mind. I suddenly felt that the Manipulator's ability to identify lies is quite useful. I also want to have one."

"Ah?!" Freni said hurriedly:

"In fact, I think that Hvin Rambis has become suspicious of me! My identity is about to be exposed! I also think we need to deal with this threat quickly! Absolutely! When do you plan to take action? Do you want to take down the Psychological Alchemy Society as well?"

...Backlund Aurora Society Headquarters.

“A, you have failed God once again.

"If you really feel stressed, why don't you let me take charge of Backlund? Why don't you go to a small place to retire?" Butis Blue turned the tables.

"You! Butis, it's you who didn't get to the 'Son of God' in time! You are the one who should be punished! Blasphemer! Betrayer! Cough cough!" Mr. A suddenly opened his hood, and his feminine face became extremely hideous. A blood-red cloak began to ripple behind him, and he was about to pounce on the "Secret Saint" to punish him, but he suddenly bent his back and couldn't help coughing a few times. His cough was so heart-wrenching that he coughed out bright red fragments of internal organs.

"Ah?" A blazing spear of light suddenly appeared beside Butis, and he said jokingly:

"Find out who is in charge of Backlund? Is it me? If something happens in Loen, how come I can't be blamed?

“Look at you. Do I need to tell you who is being punished by God? I heard that this is the second time for you? This is the second time that the Lord who was supposed to come suffered heavy losses?
“Mr. K of Intistril is much better than you!

"Look, there's my new record of 'Gun of No Darkness'. Do you have it? What do you have?"

"Blasphemy! Heresy! The power of a traitor!" Mr. A straightened up desperately, and flipped through an illusory book in front of him.
“I came, I saw, I recorded.

"Blade of Soul and Flesh!"

Butis Blue's expression changed slightly and said:

"A, are you serious?" He then flashed backwards, just avoiding the powerful blow from the two-meter-tall little giant holding a dark straight sword. He quickly turned his head and shouted to a shadow in the corner:
"Dark Saint, save me! A has gone mad! He, he, has a 'heartlessness' attack!!"

Mr. A's figure holding the sword froze, and he looked at the wriggling shadow.

The voice of the "Dark Saint" Xesma was heard:
"...Butis, I just heard you say that you want to be in charge of Backlund? You want to take over my parish? Okay, I will evacuate here soon and go to the Lord's 'Sanctuary'... You must manage this place well."

"Ahem! Kesma, what are you talking about!" Butis Blue casually extinguished the "Spear of No Darkness" and took two steps forward and said:
"It's all my fault! It's all my fault! You said I could travel through the spirit world at any time, but I had to teleport when the Lord gave the oracle. As a result, my head almost exploded on the spot, and my body was almost torn into pieces by the turbulent space! My strength is too weak! If I were a 'planeswalker'...

"Oh, me, I am such a 'sinner'! I was too late! It was me who killed the 'Son of God'! It was me who caused the 'God' to suffer heavy losses! I deserve to die!
"But the merciful and forgiving 'Creator' didn't punish me! Oh! I feel even more guilty!
"Xesma, hit me, give me two punches, where is your sword of soul and flesh? Cut me, I will never fight back! I will sacrifice myself for the Lord!"

"..." Mr. A unconsciously released the blade of soul and flesh and returned to his original size. His eyes were full of contempt. Such a hypocritical, such a pious guy! The Creator actually didn't send down divine punishment!

"...Butis, what's wrong with your brain?" Xesma appeared from the shadows. He looked very young, with outstanding features, but his face seemed to be covered by a layer of faint dark curtain.

Butis Blue covered his head and said with an exaggerated expression:

"Ah? Am I abnormal? Am I influenced by the 'audience'? No wonder I always feel like something is wrong... but I didn't meet any strange people..."

(End of this chapter)