I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

"Then what we should do next..."

The Clown Judge asked again cautiously.

"Let your people master this high-tech equipment as soon as possible."

As Lloyd spoke, he took out a small object from his pocket and threw it into the air. Then he raised a finger and the small object stopped at his fingertips.

The clown judge took a closer look and found that it was actually a mechanical bee?

It's in a cartoon style, with big eyes and a round body. It looks naive and quite cute.

Lloyd then threw a specially made mobile phone over, and when it was opened, it showed the perspective of the little bee.

If you poke it with your finger again, you can switch to map mode, where two light spots, one green and one red, indicate the locations of the critics and the bees respectively.

Lloyd continued:

"He will soon contact his superiors desperately, and this little thing will keep monitoring his every move. You should know what to do with the rest, right? As for me, I will go and take down the mastermind behind all of them."

"what???"

The presiding judge thought he had heard it wrong.

The mastermind behind this hasn't been found yet, right? Why did they just go over there and take him down immediately?

"Don't worry about it, it's just an unresolved grudge."

Lloyd said indifferently, then directly opened the portal and signaled the people of the Holy Grace Court to retreat first.

As soon as they left, the critic suddenly came to his senses as if awakened from a dream, and quickly took out paper and pen and began to write a secret letter.

In the letter, he described his current situation as being dire, and that he might have been targeted by someone, and that he needed to contact the other party as soon as possible to discuss countermeasures.

After writing the letter, he immediately set up a simple ritual with incense, candles, mirrors, etc., lit the letter, and burned it for the other party.

After waiting for a while, the mirror in front of him showed a wave-like distortion, and then a line of text emerged, which was the meeting point.

All of the above could be seen clearly by the little bee hanging on the chandelier.

The Clown Judge didn't need to say anything more. His deputy immediately arranged for his hunters to go to that address to make preparations.

Then he sighed in a low voice:

"Our 'Mr. Jester' has become increasingly incomprehensible..."

Because of Lloyd's previous bullying in the Holy Grace Court, some people were inevitably dissatisfied with him, so they called him "jester", meaning that he was a gigolo following the saint.

Although Lloyd has already changed most people's views with the "Purify the Abyss" plan today, the nickname has been retained.

Lloyd himself knew about it, but he didn't care and kept the history of being the saint's lover.

The Clown Judge was speaking up for Lloyd:

"Don't call him that in the future. Everyone has seen what he has done. It has brought substantial benefits to everyone. He is truly making outstanding contributions to all of humanity."

As he spoke, he took out his new phone, poked it twice, and continued:

"Although I have only tried the project called 'pay-to-win mobile game' and have not yet participated in the deeper level of the [Trial of Illusion], many people have already benefited a lot from it. Even if they just play around, they can gain extraordinary attribute growth. This is obviously not something a jester can do."

"Uh... sorry, actually I know all that, but I'm just used to it..."

"Just don't call me that anymore. By the way, what's your IQ in the game?"

"It is 'ID', sir..."

"Okay, add me as your friend, let's form a team and try to make it to the top of the leaderboard. At least one of our people needs to get a high ranking in the [Original Sin] rank."

Originally, his adjutant was still wondering why his superior attached so much importance to this, but then he saw the presiding judge pick up today's newspaper and turn to the ranking list that was updated every day. One person's ID on it was particularly eye-catching.

"Hmm? 'Welcome to the Holy Inquisition of the Radiant Order', the third strongest person in the [Pain Rank]? Who is this?"

"Who else could it be except that old fellow Demani? He has been fighting hard in there all this time and has firmly suppressed us."

The adjutant immediately clenched his fist and said:

"Understood. I will gather everyone who is free to form a team and strive for higher scores!"

"Yes, but we need to deal with the critic's case first."

........................

After Lloyd dealt with this little incident, he immediately returned to his room, took out his cell phone and started calling people.

This time, he planned to have a ruthless break with the ancient survivors.

On the one hand, it completely eliminates all worries, making it easier to fight the abyss with all your strength later.

On the other hand, after clearing out the property and resources I currently have, I found that I still have a big gap in building my own city...

Although various people and forces have expressed their willingness to invest in him, the family mailbox is almost filled up with various letters and invitations, so he can only hand them over to his sister Evelor to handle and reply.

But Lloyd still wants to hold as much initiative as possible in his own hands. He will accept these investments, but not too much, and he will conduct very strict screening and examination of identities, and only accept safe funds with clear sources.

For example, the foundation under the name of Hiltina, or Elolo's private money.

Of course, these trivial matters were mainly handled by his two elder sisters, Everole and Miss Desita. They were busy with these matters every day and hadn't been home for five days...

Since everyone is working hard to help him, Lloyd has no reason to sit idle.

He scrolled through his address book and sent a message to everyone:

"Is there anyone who wants to play Ancient Survivors with me? The number of spots is limited, first come first served."

After a while, the phone vibrated continuously, and soon received a variety of replies:

"Wait a moment, I'll go get the medical team."

"What kind of scene is this about the ancient survivors? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"I'll go with you? But that little goblin definitely won't do!"

"Haha, I was just worrying about having no place to practice, and you gave me the opportunity."

"……………………"

"Wow! Ah wow wow wow!"

Seeing these replies, Lloyd felt deeply moved.

I am indeed an enthusiastic young man who treats others with sincerity. Whenever I have any problem, there are people everywhere who respond.

This made him quite happy.

Except for the last one, of course:

"Sorry, the user you are calling has blacklisted you."

When Lloyd saw the last one, he was stunned for a moment, then took a closer look.

Sure enough, it was Toledo, the coward!

Afraid that I would urge him, I lost contact with him!

Haha, anyway, he can't be counted on for fighting. With that fifth-level combat capability, he would just be a drag even if he came.

Of course, it wasn't just him who would hold him back, there were also Metis, Weiya and the others. Lloyd chose to decline them one by one.

The main purpose is to see everyone's attitude and whether they are willing to go into danger with me.

Just have an attitude, and don't really drag everyone into the risk.

So after some consideration, Lloyd finally decided on a starting lineup.

The Saint of Veto, the Saint of Manifestation, two powerful ancient wizards, Bald Bartolo, and Professor Armitage, plus the medical team of Mezkatok.

Judging from the number of people, there are actually not many.

But with the addition of five hundred mechanical soldiers and his own "sled battleship", it should be enough.

So Lloyd first teleported himself back to the sled battleship, and then opened several portals, waiting for his teammates to gather one after another.

Of course, the first person to come to him was naturally Hiltina, who only needed to occupy the [Projection] to appear beside him.

"Why do you suddenly want to deal with them? I thought you would start after you become a saint."

"Because I thought about it, they are still living in the time slow zone after all, so this matter cannot be delayed for too long, and it is better to solve it as soon as possible."

Lloyd said, holding Hiltina's hand again, and added:

"Also, I hope to find more secrets about [Immortality] from those priests, and then cure your illness as soon as possible."

Via and Metis are both incompetent, and Eloro is a man-made being, so he can't be relied on even more. Lloyd's last hope can only be placed on Hiltina.

Hiltina was also satisfied with what he said, and was thinking of throwing herself into his arms, but there was movement on the other side of the portal, so she coughed twice and put on a cool and dignified attitude.

"........."

The first person to come out of the portal was the severely autistic patient.

But it was not his real body, but a warrior in golden armor, with a pair of sky-high horns on his head, a pair of large wings behind him that seemed to have no other meaning except to increase the burden, and in his hand he held the same "Dragon Slaying Sword" as in the pay-to-win mobile game.

Lloyd had never imagined that a Saint of Manifestation would choose such a style for his Projection...

Could it be that he actively responded to Lloyd's call just to show off his vulgar [projection] in front of others?

But soon after, members of the medical team, already wearing transformable armor, arrived one after another. When the autistic patients saw the sci-fi and cool silver-white armor, they were stunned for a moment.

Then he began to look down at his hands without saying a word.

Although he didn't speak and his facial expression couldn't be seen, I could clearly feel the strong self-doubt in him.

Professor Latio also noticed this golden strange man at this time, and asked with some doubt:

"How could someone make a [projection] of an image from a game?"

Then he turned to Lloyd and asked:

"I don't know who this is..."

"The one who ranks second only to you on the list is 'Dragon City's Crazy and Arrogant Young Master'."

Lloyd said somewhat amusedly.

"Ah? It's him? I've always wondered why he didn't just pick a proper code name for himself, but chose those disgusting default IDs you designed..."

Professor Latio complained, and then quickly explained to the other party:

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to target you, but... well, I'm the 'Benevolent Doctor' whose points are temporarily higher than yours. Nice to meet you."

"........."

"Sorry? I didn't catch that?"

"Alright, alright, that's just how he is. Don't worry about it. We can ask him to lead the mechanical soldiers to help us clean up the remaining enemy forces."

Lloyd explained quickly.

Hiltina beside her was trying hard to hold back her laughter, and her expression looked a little strange.

Soon, two eighth-level masters from the Mage Department also arrived. Everyone greeted each other, and Lloyd introduced them:

"Well, actually... this person is..."

He wanted to tell the name of the Manifested Saint, but he saw that the other party kept waving his hands away from him, indicating that he should not reveal it, so he forced himself to change the topic:

"He's a friend of mine, a very strong manifestation player."

"Well, it can be seen that even the professors of the [Manifestation] Department in the academy cannot make [Projection] so lifelike. It is simply the work of a saint."

Professor Armitage of the Mage Department gave a heartfelt compliment.

"Ahem... Now that everyone is here, let's set sail. Then, on the way, I'll discuss the next strategy with everyone."

Lloyd said, first remotely controlling the 'sled battleship' to retract the anchor and begin moving towards the territory of the ancient survivors, and then mentioned a question that had troubled him for a long time:

"Come to think of it, everyone still remembers, right? Before me, there was actually a candidate for the Seventh Saint, but he died inexplicably..."

Xiltina nodded and took over the conversation:

"Well, that strong man is also from the Materialization Department, but he chose a different Story Route from Zam'el. Everyone was planning a new round of development for him, but the result was... so regrettable and sad..."

"I've heard about this, alas..."

Professor Armitage sighed and asked:

"Did you find out the reason for his death?"

Hiltina did not turn around directly, but looked at the 'Dragon City Tyrant Young Master' standing aside.

Seeing the other party shook his head, he answered:

"It seems that there is none. The reason for his death is still a mystery... So Lloyd, do you suspect that he died from the trickery of the ancient survivors?"

"Well, although it's just a guess without evidence, apart from this group of bastards, no one else would do such a thing, right? And they're not just targeting him, now they're targeting me too."

Lloyd then told the story of how he was criticized in the newspaper and how someone wanted to lure him into public appearance.

But this is not an unfounded guess, because apart from this group of ancient survivors, it is really hard to imagine what other people or forces can so secretly eliminate a strong man who is about to reach the ninth level.

As expected, as soon as Lloyd finished speaking, the golden embodiment of the saint nodded vigorously.

Perhaps it was expressing that the previous candidate saint had suffered the same thing.

This also confirmed Lloyd's speculation.

From this, it seems that the Manifest Saint chose to participate this time not just to show off his [Projection]

It was also intended to avenge the candidate saint.

He probably came up with this idea after learning about the existence of the ancient survivors.

In addition, according to Hildina's gossip, the saint was Zam'el's student and also his lover...

The two had originally planned to hold a public wedding after the other became a saint...

Alas~ No wonder his autism is getting more and more serious.