Game of Gods and Demons: The Mage is the eternal truth!

Chapter 516

Meng Ting raised her head and chest, and the pure white helmet on her body reappeared: "Yes, I haven't been back for thirty years. How are you now?"

The guard dropped the spear in his hand, knelt on the ground very devoutly, closed his eyes, and clasped his hands together, as if thanking the holy light: "It's great that you can come back. The plague seemed to have been cured for three years after you left last time, but it appeared again three years later, and this time it was not only us humans, but also the wild beasts outside, even the trees and flowers seemed to be infected."

The guard's voice was a little choked: "Thirty years, a full thirty years!"

"We thought that Macka City would be a pure land, and it was also the last arable land in the empire. The king came here from the Central City, but he didn't expect that when it was almost time for the harvest, Macka City also had the first person infected with the plague, and then more and more."

"Bishop, please go in quickly."

Wang Ge stood behind Meng Ting in silence.

It seems that Meng Ting's arrival before did have a profound impact on this world.

After entering the city, the white walls were full of traces of time, the doors of each house were closed, and the main road was empty.

Traces of holy light can be seen everywhere, and there are even sculptures of Meng Ting, and countless tributes are placed below.

Inside the palace.

King Augustine sat alone in the hall, without any servants to serve him.

He had to be isolated from everyone, otherwise the evil things would be infected with him.

A voice sounded outside the door; "King, the bishop is back!"

Augustine unified the empire at the age of 41, and now he is nearly 80 years old.

Augustine is the first third-level in this world, and now, he has been in the third level for more than 40 years, and still has not made any progress.

After hearing the voice outside the door, his depressed will suddenly lifted, his eyes revealed surprise, and he murmured in a low voice: "God will not destroy my Augustine Empire!"

"Let her come in quickly."

The guard looked at Wang Ge and the other two: "The bishop can go in alone."

The three of them had no objection. On the way, they had learned about the strength system of this world. The third level was already the peak.

Meng Ting pushed open the door of the palace that had been closed for half a year, and a ray of sunlight penetrated.

Augustine only felt a little dazzling, raised a hand in front of his eyes to block the sunlight that made him extremely unfamiliar, and did not speak for a long time after trying to see Meng Ting's face clearly.

"You...you are here to save my empire?"

Meng Ting frowned: "I am here to save the people who are troubled by the mystery, including you, of course."

"Same!" Augustine's voice was filled with fear, "Quick! Bishop! Purify this city! That thing is about to find me! No, it has already found me! I have dreamed of it!"

"It is like a straw man in a rice field, its eyes are black and red, it can't speak, it just looks at me..."

"Tens of thousands of people have been infected in this city, Bishop..."

Meng Ting looked at the king who had been driven crazy, the former tyrant.

When the mystery began to spread, when the empire realized the existence of the mystery, the empire regarded the mystery as a plague.

As long as they were infected with fear, what awaited them was a huge machete to chop off his head, or a long spear to pierce their heart, and finally turned into ashes in the flames.

It broke out in the third year of the new calendar of the empire, and in four years, millions of people were killed!

But the more they killed, the more uncontrollable this "plague" became.

Meng Ting shouted: "Enough!"

When Meng Ting knew that this mystery was fear, she finally understood why this country would gradually die out, and why the one-size-fits-all policy made the more people killed, the faster this "plague" spread.

Augustine looked up in surprise.

Meng Ting said indifferently: "I came back to solve this matter."

"I knew that the Holy Light would not abandon us. When will this "plague" disappear? Do I need to kill all the infected people?"

Meng Ting's eyes were cold, and she just said: "No, when I solve it, those people will recover naturally."

"Then... then..."

"Then what?"

Augustine smiled awkwardly: "Nothing, Master, is there anything you need from me?"

"No, stay in this palace."

Meng Ting turned around and left after speaking.

Although Wang Ge did not enter the room, he heard the conversation between Meng Ting and Augustine clearly.

The pure white helmet on Meng Ting's body turned into starlight again: "This game should be very simple, just find the mysterious master and kill the mysterious master."

"There is no plot or anything like that. "

Wang Ge lowered his head slightly and pinched his chin.

The Lord of Mystery did not exist in this world from the beginning.

It only appeared when the mystery called fear was born and became stronger.

The main task did not say to kill the Lord of Mystery, but to solve the mystery.

But no matter what, killing the Lord of Mystery must be the first thing to do.

All tasks can be left unfinished, but the mystery of Meng Ting must be solved.