Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

This means they can deploy their sacred defenses, fly freely... and more importantly, the effects of those fire seeds have been enhanced.

Cheng Cheng felt the power surging within him, and his confidence grew considerably.

He continued to ask Liu Ruyan, "Where did you get those guns from?"

The Claire family commissioned the arsenal to produce firearms only a short time ago, so how could Liu Ruyan be able to raise a fully armed mercenary group of a hundred men?

Cheng Cheng suspected something was amiss.

Liu Ruyan's puppet paused for a moment, then spoke:

"It's the Obsidian Archbishop. He is the Gunner..."

"boom!!!"

Before the last syllable of the word "之" had even finished, a muffled thud was heard, and her head suddenly exploded like a ripe watermelon!

Crimson blood mixed with grayish-white brain tissue splattered out, almost splashing onto Cheng Cheng!

"Enemy attack!"

Paul instantly activated his Golden Sanctuary, standing in front of Cheng Cheng. The cultists were thrown into chaos, scrambling for cover and raising their guns to aim in all directions!

Cheng Cheng immediately entered battle mode, his spark ready to be unleashed—

But nothing happened.

Only Liu Ruyan's corpse lay in a pool of blood, her muscles still twitching unconsciously.

The office was silent for a few seconds. Li Xianyu walked out from the corner and patted the large coffin behind him. The mutilated Wanye Corpse Immortal crawled out, walked to the headless corpse, and began to chew on it.

"Hey!" Cheng Cheng quickly covered Freya's eyes. "There are children here. Can't you necromancers pay attention to the mental health of children before desecrating corpses?"

Li Xianyu shrugged and waved her hand dismissively.

A moment later, Wanye Corpse Immortal finished chewing, walked in front of Li Xianyu, and roared a few words.

Li Xianyu's expression turned somewhat strange, then she looked at Cheng Cheng:

“I just tried to search this guy’s soul… it’s all shattered, I couldn’t find anything.” She paused for a moment, “It seems he violated the demon contract and suffered a backlash.”

"A backlash from a demonic contract?" Cheng Cheng frowned. "There's something like that here?"

"You don't know?"

Li Xianyu tilted his head, his confusion growing deeper: "I've heard of the Primal God Cult even in the Empire. Isn't making a pact with a demon their specialty?"

"To be honest, I've been wanting to ask this for a while now. Aren't we the Primal God Cult? So how come the Obsidian Bishop that Liu Ruyan mentioned before is actually the leader of the Primal God Cult?" Li Xianyu became more and more suspicious as she spoke, "And that little brat who tried to sacrifice us in the dungeon before..."

Could it be that I've joined a fake cult?

Chapter 51, This is outrageous!

The trouble is big.

Cheng Cheng frowned as he looked at Liu Ruyan's mutilated corpse on the ground, which had been gnawed by the Myriad Corpse Immortal.

His original plan was simple—to control Liu Ruyan, making her participate in the queen's election as a puppet, and gradually build his own power. Once his power was large enough, he would use the council to lift the queen's ban on the fifteenth level of the dungeon.

Then, he led his army into the abyss to defeat the inverted demon and put Freya on the throne!

With the Hanged Man card in my left hand and the Queen card in my right, and the shared attributes of two legendary cards, I can easily resolve Witch's Night in reality.

What a perfect plan.

It's all ruined now.

It's all Liu Ruyan's fault! Why did she have to die?!

This is a candidate for Queen, a political star who has attracted national attention. Assassinating a candidate is tantamount to openly interfering in the election, which is a capital offense no matter how you look at it.

Sylvia, who was present at the scene, was undoubtedly the prime suspect.

Even with Liu Ruyan's assassination attempt on Sylvia preceding it, and even with Sylvia being a legendary woman who was above the law for officials, this incident was bound to cause a national sensation, and the Supreme Judge Villette would have to sentence his own daughter to prison!

Cheng Cheng can't possibly go to jail in a game, can he?

It's not like we're playing a game called "Gen Shen". What's the point of being in jail every day?

This game doesn't have a skip button!

Unless the kingdom's prison is Melo Peterburg, where you can get care from Head Nurse Sigwen if you are injured.

Ugh……

Cheng Cheng took a deep breath, his brain working at lightning speed.

The case can no longer be suppressed. Even if Liu Ruyan is missing, the kingdom definitely has ways to determine whether she is dead—divination, prophecy, soul tracing; in this world of swords and magic, anything is possible.

But her death must be separated from Sylvia.

Thinking of this, Cheng Cheng took out his phone and dialed a number.

…………

Ten minutes later.

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a police uniform rushed in, panting heavily.

It was Sheriff Suiyue, whom he had met when he bumped into the little devil Freya in the thin veil of Cheng Cheng.

He glanced at the corpse on the ground, then at the armed men in black robes around him, and then chuckled: "Hey, I thought it was something serious! Miss Sylvia killed someone for fun? Who did she kill?"

As a nobleman with a natural talent for killing, it's normal for him to kill someone for fun.

Sheriff Broken Moon was also adept at cleaning up corpses and dealing with traces—he even knew a series of anti-divination and anti-prophecy spells specifically for handling the aftermath of noble murders.

"It's Liu Ruyan."

"So it's Liu Ruyan, haha, little..."

Sheriff Suiyue's smile froze on his face.

He lowered his head and glanced again at the mangled head, and his legs began to tremble.

"Holy crap!" He jerked his head up. "The dead one was a candidate for queen?!"

"Correct."

"Then call the police right now!"

"Didn't I already report it?"

"I'm sorry! I'm not a police officer!" Chief Inspector Suiyue abruptly ripped off his uniform, threw it on the ground, and ran away. "Miss Sylvia, you may not know this, but I resigned yesterday! Goodbye, everyone!"

He had just run to the door—

"boom."

It crashed into a wall of flesh.

Paul stood in the doorway, looking down at him, his face expressionless.

Sheriff Broken Moon took two steps back, looked at Paul, then at the black-robed men slowly surrounding him, his legs went weak, and he knelt down.

"This is a matter of life and death!" His voice trembled. "I'm just a nobody! I can pretend I don't know anything! Just ignore me..."

"Don't you understand?"

Cheng Cheng sighed, walked up to him, and looked down at him: "Some people don't want to see the 'Celestial Realm Development Plan' succeed, so Liu Ruyan must disappear."

"Then I dare not!" Sheriff Broken Moon cried, on the verge of tears. "How could I dare to get involved in the political assassinations among you nobles..."

"The judicial system is under the control of our Claire family," Cheng Cheng said calmly. "Whether you do this well or not, there are two different outcomes."

"But……"

“It’s not just the Claire family that wants to do this,” Cheng Cheng interrupted him. “The royal family has the same idea… You should know that the royal family has the highest authority to interpret the election of the queen, right?”

As he spoke, he waved towards the corner.

Freya took off her cloak and walked over.

A small figure, pink hair, and light blue eyes. She stood there, trying her best to appear noble.

Sheriff Suiyue stared at her blankly for a long, long time, then her pupils suddenly contracted:

"Your Highness... Princess?!"

He knelt down with a loud thud, his knees hitting the floor.

"My disappearance was all arranged by the Queen Mother." Freya recited the lines Cheng Cheng had given her, her voice as steady as possible. "My cooperation with the Claire family was to lure out those who covet the Queen's position... Would you like to hear more?"

"No, I don't want to think about it anymore!" Sheriff Suiyue shook her head desperately.

If he listened any longer, he would have to be buried with Liu Ruyan.

"rest assured."

Cheng Cheng stepped forward, helped him up, and patted the dust off his shoulder: "Think about it, if Liu Ruyan dies, who will investigate?"

Sheriff Suiyue was taken aback.

“Isn’t he just one of our judicial system personnel?” Cheng Cheng laughed. “What can you find out if you investigate yourself? Besides…”

He paused, his tone suddenly turning cold: "After seeing this corpse, do you think you had any other choice?"

Sheriff Suiyue remained silent.

He looked at Cheng Cheng—at Sylvia's pale red eyes, where a lion seemed to lurk deep within her pupils.

"In that case, there's only one answer—"

He took a deep breath, lowered his head, knelt on one knee, and placed his right hand on his chest.

"I will be loyal to you!"

…………

Sheriff Suiyue is indeed a professional.

He first deleted all the records from the surveillance equipment in the building, and then carefully cleaned up every trace in the office—footprints, fingerprints, hair—to ensure that Cheng Cheng and the others would not leave anything behind.

Finally, three layers of anti-divination and anti-prophecy magic were laid down.

After doing all this, he returned to the police station. After Cheng Cheng and the others left, the secretary who was controlling Liu Ruyan dialed the police.

Three minutes later, police cars arrived with sirens blaring.