Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

Outside the elevator, Chaoge Xue stood quietly.

She waited until Liang Yan finished speaking before shaking her head and saying, "I'm sorry, Sister Yan, he's not seeing anyone right now."

Liang Yan was so anxious she was almost losing her composure. "Little fox, do you know what will happen if the Pope continues like this?!"

"The whole world will be thrown into chaos!"

Chaoge Xue's tail swayed gently. She pointed to her forehead and smiled at Liang Yan.

Only then did Liang Yan realize that the little fox in front of her could read people's minds.

If anyone in this world understands human nature best, it must be this fox who has lived for over nine hundred years and can see into people's hearts.

At this point, Liang Yan calmed down considerably. She adjusted her breathing and composed herself, saying, "Does he really have to wait until Christmas? In the meantime..."

The little fox shook its head and said, "Don't worry, Sister Yan. Christmas is just around the corner. During this time, the Pope will only make some small moves and won't do anything reckless."

"The Pope is currently using this tactic only to protect himself; if possible, he will try to prolong his daughter's life as much as possible."

Liang Yan hesitated for a moment, fearing that something might happen.

She knew all too well what the consequences would be if the Pope were to abuse the same methods he used on the Dren armored forces.

There are too many people in this world who are short of money.

"If Sister Yan is worried, she can take a look herself. Although your abilities have weakened considerably since your injury last time, and you may not be able to see the major secrets, the minor ones should be fine, right?"

Chao Gexue pointed behind her and continued, "He doesn't want to see anyone these past few days."

"Of course, if someone insists on seeing him, they can discuss it with his security personnel."

Liang Yan stood at the elevator entrance and looked towards Yang Ning's room.

What met the eye was a shocking expanse of blood red.

The Blood Angel, bound in chains and with its wings now completely blood-red, stood silently outside the room, head bowed, uttering soft murmurs.

Liang Yan then looked at Chaoge Xue.

The little fox gave an embarrassed smile and said, "Well, it's this angel's turn to be on duty today. Look, Sister Yan, should we go and talk to him about it?"

Liang Yan: "..."

Looking at Chaoge Xue, Liang Yan's eyes gradually turned resentful. "Little fox, are you kidding me?"

Chao Gexue said somewhat embarrassedly, "No, no, actually, it's really negotiable..."

Liang Yan stared at Chao Gexue for a while, then suddenly her tone turned serious and she said, "Give me some information. With the Pope's actions, things are getting a little uneasy at the official residence."

After a long silence, Chaoge Xue pointed to the ceiling and said, "Sister Yan, do you think the Pope's methods of giving people systems and money are like a test of their hearts?"

"Of course I know!"

Liang Yan said anxiously, "I also know that people's hearts can't withstand this kind of test! That's why I came here!"

Chao Gexue nodded. "You see, you know that people's hearts can't withstand tests. Do you think I don't know that?"

Pointing to Yang Ning's room, Chao Gexue asked softly, "Do you think he knows?"

He must know.

No one said these words aloud, but they simultaneously appeared in the hearts of both Chaoge Xue and Liang Yan.

Why then did he allow the Pope to do this?

Liang Yan suddenly looked terrified, "He...he?!"

Chaoge Xue said wistfully, "The shopkeeper is curious too. He wants to see how the world chooses when faced with profit and right and wrong."

Liang Yan nearly collapsed to the ground. Leaning against the wall, she murmured, "The Trial of the Gods?!"

"Is this a trial by the gods?! A test imposed on humanity by the gods?"

"What if... what if the result disappoints him..."

"Would he...?"

Chaoge Xue recalled a night when she had pleaded with Yang Ning, asking him to give the world a chance if he wanted to destroy it.

"Sister Yan, we just said that he knows this world can't withstand the test..."

"And he also said that he would protect this world."

Liang Yan recalled Yang Ning's words at the coronation of the Queen of Britain—

I don't know if God will protect this world, but I will.

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hotel room.

As the best-located, most expansive, and most luxurious room on Tianluo Island, Yang Ning could enjoy a panoramic view of three-quarters of the island's coastline from his room.

One side is not visible because it is blocked by the highest mountain on the island.

At this moment, Yang Ning sat cross-legged in front of the large French window, looking at the scenery outside, surrounded by a group of chattering little devils.

"Chengcheng, Christmas is just a few days away. Should we go and take that damned Pope's life?" — Honghong

"Chengcheng! Someone on this island is secretly performing a séance! But the method is a little different from our Lingmen's..." — Little Turtle

"Chengcheng, Chengcheng, the scenery here is so beautiful! Let's stay here from now on, okay?" — Yamei

"Chengcheng, you haven't pooped in three days." —Sun Pangpang

Yang Ning yawned, looking rather lazy, and sighed, "The natives of this island are really stupid..."

"He can't even do something as simple as séance."

"I've been watching them hide in the caves on the other side of that mountain, praying for days..."

"Hmm, should we help them out?"

After Yang Ning finished asking the question, the group of kids looked at each other in bewilderment.

Just then, the little turtle with its severed limbs slowly crawled over and said to Yang Ning, "Chengcheng, how about we let the little sea ghost become their sea god?"

Yang Ning chuckled and ruffled the little turtle's hair. "You're the only one who still remembers the little sea monster..."

He looked at the turtle shell on the floor beside him. "Turtle, what do you mean?"

The turtle shell remained motionless.

"You can jump around however you want, I'll listen to you this time."

"Let the little sea ghost be the sea god for those people from the front, and from the back, well, I'll just keep watching those people perform their shamanistic rituals."

The turtle shell gently lifted the side edge of its shell.

"This time I keep my word and will listen to you."

The turtle shell shook.

"Yeah, let's jump!"

Clang—

The turtle shell on the floor jumped up automatically.

It fell again.

Face up.

Yang Ning stared at the turtle shell for a long time, until it started to tremble, before he smiled and said, "So, it really was destined."

After saying that, Yang Ning casually took out a pen from the white cloth bag and was about to draw lines on the ground when he saw that it was that stubborn fountain pen, so he casually threw it back.

pen:"......"

Using a different pencil, Yang Ning drew a simple array diagram on the floor in front of him.

Then, he cut his hand, which wasn't bandaged, and dripped a drop of blood onto it.

The blood droplet landed on the array diagram and quickly merged into it. After the entire array diagram lit up with a blood-red light, the blood droplet and the array diagram disappeared together.

In a seaside cave on the other side of the mountain on the island.

A group of barely clothed island natives were jumping and dancing in front of a whale statue while singing in their local dialect.

Suddenly, a dark-skinned aboriginal pointed at the whale statue, his face showing an extremely horrified expression, and kept repeating a few words in a whirring voice.

The other indigenous people stopped what they were doing and looked over.

The dilapidated whale statue, mostly corroded by seawater, was moving.

At the same time—

A violent wave crashed in, sweeping seawater into the underwater cave beneath the cliffs of the island.

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