He was imprisoned in Nibelungen for a thousand years, only to find out upon his release that he was

"Odin is the source of all evil and an absolute villain. Serving as his lackey or henchman will only result in becoming a sacrifice in his schemes, just like many others in this city!"

At this moment, Lu Ming walked over, speaking in a manner very similar to that of the interrogators before.

Some people were indignant about this, while others didn't care.

Cú Chulainn narrowed his eyes; unlike others, he was able to ignore these words.

This person is impossible to ignore.

This Lu Ming has always acted strangely and, as a leader, firmly believes in and strongly promotes conspiracy theories. In reality, he is just pretending to be crazy!

A smart man like him saw through it long ago!

Would a truly insane madman arrange for a vicious woman like Ishtar to lay a trap? Would he precisely time Tiamat's attack?

Will it be able to accurately predict and successfully disrupt Odin's relentless offensive every time?

Therefore, he must be pretending!

Lu Ming fooled everyone with his ingenious disguise and elaborate scheme.

By impersonating Odin, attacking cities, and committing various atrocities, and then portraying himself as a victim, he shifted all the blame onto Odin. In this way, he could reap the benefits from both sides: on one hand, he could ruin Odin's reputation, and on the other hand, he could gain fame for himself...

That's terrifying, that's incredibly cunning and calculating!

That puppet, so strikingly similar to Odin, is the physical evidence! And he himself is the witness! Now, with both physical and witness testimony, it's a pity...

"...I'm asking you a question, can't you hear me?" Lu Ming shouted, as if it were exploding in Cú Chulainn's ears.

"name?"

"Cú Chulainn".

"Take off your hood."

Cú Chulainn lifted the hood of his robe.

Lu Ming frowned as he looked at the head of blue hair.

Doesn't this look a bit like Cú Chulainn from the Type-Moon movie studio next door?

Wait a minute, Miss Fanatic even calls herself an Assassin, but it turns out she's just a clumsy imitation.

Well, who knows...

"So your name is Cú Chulainn? Then let me ask you, where's your gun? And where's your gun-handling skill?" Lu Ming asked.

“No…” Cú Chulainn said.

He can do anything else, but for non-Lancer classes, those things are impossible for him to conjure up.

Seeing that his guess had come true, Lu Ming's mind was filled with doubts.

Thinking of the example of the fanatic lady, he tentatively spoke up:

"You are not Cú Chulainn, but someone else using his name and appearance, Odin..."

Cú Chulainn's expression nearly changed drastically: "!"

Holy crap, box!

"...You lackey! As Odin's lackey, you need to use such an identity as a code name. Isn't that right?"

Cú Chulainn: "..."

Oh dear, that startled me.

"Then, Odin's lackey, confess the truth: what is your organizational structure, and who is behind you!"

"I am not Odin's lackey, I don't know him at all—"

"Then why were you the first to run out of the venue, and with such a happy face? Why did Odin's night raven suddenly fly into your hand?"

"...Can I say it was a coincidence, a misunderstanding?"

This matter is so complicated that even jumping into the fountain of wisdom wouldn't clear it up!

"That's a truly insincere statement. If you're not Odin's lackey, then perhaps you are Odin himself—"

Lu Ming pressed closer and closer.

"I'll talk, I'll talk!"

Cú Chulainn was out of ideas.

He certainly didn't want to have his identity exposed if he continued to be opened. Currently, concealing his identity was more advantageous. It allowed him to discreetly and steadily gather information about the situation in the area.

However, you can't just make up intelligence; you have to follow basic rules.

He recalled the information Tini had revealed in their chat.

"Let me preface this by saying I'm just a nobody who joined halfway through, and all I know is that a monarch is backing this..."

That's all he knows; it seems there's a rumor circulating in the Clock Tower that Marisbury works for Odin. He doesn't know the full story of the Clock Tower, but he'll start with what's based on evidence—it can't be too far off.

Besides, who told them to openly spread Odin's bad reputation, just like Lu Ming?

Cú Chulainn, of course, shifted the blame without any remorse.

"monarch?"

The first thing Lu Ming thought of was the 'Four Monarchs' who were the first generation of the species.

So this is what high-level professional titles are within the Odin organization?

In an attempt to evolve into a god (dragon), he arrogantly named himself a monarch?

It seems to match...

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If we follow Cú Chulainn's confession, the organizer of the operation was titled "Monarch."

These high-ranking titles within Odin's organization should correspond to the four great monarchs...

Going a step further, wouldn't Odin, as the leader, be trying to compare himself to the Black King?

Lu Ming secretly gasped.

This aligns with Odin's actions in the original Dragon Raja... Unlike other dragon kings, Odin truly went to fight the Black King alone.

Even if it was just a young Black King that had not yet fully developed.

It's hard to imagine that Odin, staying within his own organization, could suppress his burgeoning ambition and refrain from comparing himself to, or even surpassing, the Black King...

"alright......"

"Your confession does have some value."

"I'll write it down first."

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Lu Ming put aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind and spoke to Cú Chulainn, who was in the cage.

As for whether to verify this person's statement that he was "just a minor figure and did not participate in the planning of this incident," it remains to be seen.

Lu Ming was not in a hurry.

Anyway, the ley line node hidden on the top floor of Crystal Hill is bound to be there.

At this point, they had completely sealed off the entire area they occupied. Once they had completely conquered and occupied it, the information they could obtain from there would only be more comprehensive.

Moreover, the Odin ravens that fly to and fro and leave at will have no place to return to and can no longer serve as a force for Odin to control his eyes and ears.

In addition to the strangers who were temporarily detained, anyone suspected of being an Odin spy was rounded up.

If Odin still wants to take action, then the areas where He can act will be much more limited.

At least, the methods to dismantle Lu Ming and his group from within are almost nonexistent.

Now, Lu Ming no longer needs to constantly manage multiple tasks and be under high tension.

"And you all, I urge you not to make your own mistakes, but to turn back from the wrong path. Becoming Odin's pawns will only lead you deeper into trouble, and in the end, you will lose everything!"

Lu Ming continued speaking to the people inside the barrier, but his actions were not too aggressive.

He was not unaware that physical punishment was unavoidable during interrogations, but that was only for confirmed criminals; it was unnecessary when dealing with a group that included innocent people.

However, one cannot appear gentle and easy to bully; a certain degree of authority must be established.

Therefore, Lu Ming simply put on a stern face and used his aura to warn and intimidate everyone in the prison's protective barrier.

With a sudden thought, a pair of bewitching golden eyes immediately opened.

A terrifying aura surged into the various isolated cages of barriers, like a raging black dragon roaring at each tiny orb of light!

Overbearing and domineering!

Without the barrier's ability to isolate perception, Cu Chulainn clearly sensed the dark fluctuations emanating from Lu Ming for the first time, and his eyes widened instantly.

That aura... Could it be...?

This person is actually a beast that hasn't yet taken shape!?

So, one of the purposes behind forging the Triad Alliance was to allow him to fully develop into an adult as the Beast?

wrong!

Cú Chulainn continued to ponder.

If that's all there is to it, wouldn't the effort to promote the 'Odin conspiracy theory' be redundant?

Making such a big fuss over something like that is not worthwhile, as it is likely to attract too much attention and unexpected factors.

Truly intelligent beasts often develop secretly, and then once they reveal their adult form, they do something astonishing that defies reason and restraint, catching the whole world off guard!

Unless, of course, Lu Ming's true purpose lies in the conspiracy theory he promotes.

The image of "Odin" that he depicted was the content of his own plan!

It wasn't Odin's sinister plan or far-reaching scheme, but rather Lu Ming's ambitious nature and blatant evil deeds!

The answer is the riddle itself!

Cú Chulainn gazed into the distance, the gray night shrouding the dark world. Scattered firelight and terrifying tremors echoed in the shadows outside the city.

It seems he needs to be here.

He wanted to see just how far those seemingly absurd conspiracy theories and rumors could cover up for Lu Ming, and what kind of trouble Lu Ming planned to cause with them.

For no other reason than to gather evidence and decipher Lu Ming's various information and true plans.

Then expose the true face hidden beneath his mad words and actions, and thwart his terrible scheme!

As for his current situation, his prisoner status, and his identity as Odin's lackey that Lu Ming forced him to acknowledge... well, whatever.

Cú Chulainn gave a self-deprecating, carefree laugh.

He thought to himself, "Think back to my time in the Age of Gods, when I was imprisoned and tortured by a mortal king while disguised as Grimnir!"

Think again about the experience of disguising himself as Bolvik and working like a madman for the giants!

Enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens? Living a life of ignominy? Playing the subservient role? For me back then, these were simply everyday occurrences!

In short, it all boils down to one word!

Patience!

......

"Ishtar, why do you look so unwell?"

When Lu Ming found Ishtar, she seemed distracted, with empty and confused eyes.

"Don't worry, you'll definitely get the reward I promised—"

Ishtar: "......" Thank you!

She should have fully enjoyed the joy of "victory," watching Lu Ming's carefree pleasure as he remained completely unaware of the truth...

But, but how did things turn out this way? This is not what she wanted at all, she's not happy at all!

Ishtar opened her mouth, her hand clenching into a fist. But in the end, she let it fall limply. "So, what do you want?"

"Yes, something is indeed happening. I remember that the editor who wrote 'The True History of the Dragon Clan' was arranged by you, Ishtar, right?"