Huh? Are they all real?

After a while, Moon put down his chopsticks with regret.

It's not that it doesn't taste good, on the contrary, just eating it raw can feel the indescribable freshness.

But Moon found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bring out the deliciousness of such ingredients.

Moon missed Miss Shadow and the other archangels and goddesses.

In the past, he ate what they prepared every day.

But now, if he wants to live a few more days, he probably won't have the chance to eat.

I just don't know if I can buy the dishes they cook there?

Ah, it's so stupid, how could such a thing happen.

I'm dead, who can let them cook by themselves?

Wait, can I go and eat my own sacrifice or offering? !

For a moment, Moon really thought about the feasibility of this idea.

But before Moon could think deeply about this outrageous idea.

Moon's wrist terminal reminded him that someone had sent him a private message.

After Moon opened the virtual screen, he found that in the more than one month since he left.

Someone sent him a bunch of private messages.

Some of them were reports from Miss El and Miss Leida.

This is not important.

What really surprised Moon was the private message from another person.

It was his former boss.

"I have something to ask you."

"Are you there? Please reply if you see it."

"Please! Answer me!"

"The abyss, the abyss is going to swallow me!"

"Do you have any solution? Please tell me if you have a solution!"

"Save me! Save me!"

Moen's thoughts went back to more than a month ago.

His former boss accidentally witnessed him exiling the incoming demon lord as a Constantine Saint.

And after he came back, he posted everything that happened on the website in an oral manner.

Although he deliberately blurred the image of the demon.

But Moon still reminded him to be careful of the pollution of the abyss.

At that time, Moon thought he was overthinking, but he didn't expect that the other party was really polluted.

Moon stood up in thought, then took out the holy shroud and the pure white staff of the saint he brought back.

These two should be able to solve his problem.

But how can he help him?

Moon didn't want his existence to be discovered.

But Moon didn't want to watch people die like this.

The other party was not a villain, he was even related to him.

After thinking for a while, Moon tore off a piece of paper and spread it on the holy shroud.

Then he used the front end of his staff to write the eulogy he had used when he exiled the demon lord.

Pollution and opening the door are two concepts. He was just polluted, and this should be enough.

However, Moon was a little curious, where was he polluted? ——

In his villa, Jonah Jameson filled the entire room with all the exorcism methods he could think of.

Here, there, everything he could think of and find, he used them all.

But basically it didn't work, the pollution of the abyss still eroded him slowly and firmly.

It can be said that he has pushed himself to the point of desperately trying all kinds of remedies.

He has decided that if he can't find a way, he will go directly to the church over there to surrender.

Although this will make him completely lose the opportunity over there, it is better than actual death.

He really didn't expect that even here, the devil and the abyss can pollute him!

There is obviously no information to prove this, and there are obviously traversers here trying to curse the gods and the king!

They are all fine, why am I polluted?

Because I really witnessed the true face of the devil at that time?

Jonah Jameson wanted to continue thinking, but he couldn't. He was so weak that he couldn't even get out of bed.

At this time, he didn't even need to close his eyes like before, he could actually see all kinds of horrors in the abyss.

According to the information he got, this is a typical sign of abyss pollution.

His inspiration is forced to look into the abyss.

If the pollution cannot be removed as soon as possible, then he will move to the next step, or he will be dragged to death because of the huge loss caused by looking into the abyss.

Either surrender to the abyss, surrender to the abyss, and become a believer of the abyss.

He didn't want to be a puppet and plaything of the abyss, and he knew the end of the cultists.

That was worse than death!

But what should I do? Can I really hold on to the church?

Because this pollution directly points to the soul, even over there, he is only slightly better than here.

He was no longer sure that he could really hold on to the church after he passed.

'Someone, someone come to save me! '

He tried to pray to all the gods and kings he knew.

But no one responded to him.

In the virtual image he saw, he was no longer seeing the abyss, he actually saw a demon.

It was not scary, although it had lost its eyes, but it was really beautiful!

It was looking at me!

It was so beautiful, so beautiful!

Jonah Jameson stood up tremblingly, and stretched out his hand towards the nothingness in front of him with longing eyes.

The closer he got, the more he could feel the recovery of his strength.

This is salvation, this is an angel!

A piercing ringing sounded.

The illusory demon disappeared.

Jonah Jameson's consciousness was also pulled back to reality.

It seemed that the power that had returned also dissipated, and he collapsed to the ground again.

Even so, he still looked at the disappeared 'angel' blankly, until a long time passed, he subconsciously pursued the source of the sound.

It was his terminal.

After struggling to climb up and drive away, Jonah Jameson was so happy that he cried.

The mysterious man finally responded to him!

"If you are still alive and have a clear consciousness that can recognize yourself, then please go to the A3 area of ​​​​Veritas City. Under the most conspicuous boulder, I buried something that should be able to help you."

Veritas City? ! Where is it? !

He hurriedly searched for the specific location of Veritas City, and then he almost fainted.

In another continent!

If he could go a few days earlier, he would definitely be able to go there, but now his body

He just saw the terrible illusion and he was sure that he had no time.

At least there was no way to hold on until he rushed to another continent.

It must be someone who can be trusted, and who can have a specially approved high-speed shuttle to quickly travel between the two places.

Thinking of this, Jonah Jameson thought of someone!

——

After enjoying the delicious vegetable salad.

Ms. Lily, who was worried about the will of the goddess, received an email.

She took a look and found that it was her former business partner and the second batch of traversers.

The intelligence about the high elves was collected by the other party for her.

"What's wrong with Mr. Jameson?"

Truth City, taking something at the fastest speed, and keeping it secret?

Ms. Lily frowned deeply.