I created the Anomaly Control Bureau

Chapter 918-913. Ghost City
"Let's hide here for now." The magician led Marne into the gloomy street.

At this moment, they were all wearing black robes, their entire faces were covered by hoods, and their faces, which should have been exposed, were also emitting a dark and sinister black light, completely obscuring their faces.

Moreover, it wasn't just Marne and the magician; all the pedestrians on the street wore the same black robes, and their faces were obscured by some strange power, so no one could tell what anyone looked like.

At their peak, the sky was also pure darkness.

After just a few glances, Maren was certain that this was not the night sky, but some kind of pitch-black curtain.

Although the buildings on the street emitted faint lights, these lights diminished rapidly as they approached the boundless darkness, as if swallowed up by the pure darkness.

Therefore, when Mar and Eng raised their heads, their eyes were almost entirely filled with darkness.

It even made him feel like he was about to be covered by it.

"Is it safe here?" Ma En asked in a low voice, trying to get information out of him.
The magician replied:

"This is the City of Darkness. If you go too far away from me, I don't know how I'll find you. Those heroes probably won't come here to hunt us down, but we'll have to be a little careful."

Marne said:

"Because this is the City of Darkness?"

The magician nodded:
"You've probably never been here before, have you?"

Marx and Engels replied:
"Yes, I wasn't always this unlucky."

The magician nodded:
"I'm a regular here. I used to hang out here all the time, but I haven't been here as often in recent years. To be honest, this place was also a good fit for me back then, because everyone in the Dark City is lonely."

"Here, you have no appearance, no height, no expression, and even your voice is the same. If you want, you can easily disappear into the crowd."

"And if you're a little unlucky, you might just disappear into the darkness."

"Therefore, there are no friends here, and almost no groups. Apart from the Light Slayers, the Dark Daughters, and other dark servants, as well as those deeply entrenched special organizations, you won't find any people here."

"Everyone only has themselves."

Marne said:

"That's why you're worried we'll get separated."

The magician nodded:
"Yes, and I have no doubt that we will get separated here, because it is almost inevitable that this will happen with the slightest accident, which is why I told you how to leave in advance."

Leaving this place is simple: create your own light.

Then, the Dark City will send you back, or more accurately, kick you out.

Of course, you can't create too much light in this process. A little flickering candlelight is enough for the creator to travel back in time, but if you create too much light, it may attract danger.

This city doesn't like light, and neither does its owner.

Those buildings that radiate light are the privilege of the servants of darkness.

Marne said:

"Anyway, we can all protect ourselves here?"

The magician nodded:
"That's right. Based on my observation, this kind of revenge drama by chivalrous heroes usually only lasts for two months. In more extreme cases like this, it's about three months."

"Although some heroes will still chase after us, most of them will have already vented their anger. As long as we don't jump out on our own, we will basically be safe."

"We'll meet up at the base then, and then go find Gray Rabbit to resolve this matter."

Ma En could sense that he had a strong obsession with the Gray Rabbit.

It could even be said that it was a bit too strong, which is why he advised the magician at the time that, in Marne's view, his actions were likely closer to the true history, and that tracking the gray rabbit might waste his precious medicinal effects.

This high-profile behavior might lead to them being captured by martial artists, and then he would be forced to jump.

Conversely, keeping a low profile not only allows him to retain his memories for longer, but also gives him the opportunity to find more of what he wants, although the current situation is slightly different from his initial thoughts.

He originally came here to find information about the Divine Fist, but he got caught up in the battle that attacked the Divine Fist.

What Ma En most longed for was the scene where he could talk to the Divine Fist, because if he could use the right communication method, he should be able to learn about the risks of treating him in that situation through the Divine Fist.

Of course, the latter is not useless. This situation also satisfies Maren's other needs. The actions of these super villains also reflect the stance of the Divine Fist to some extent.

Unfortunately, Marne could never find a particularly suitable way to discuss the personality of God Fist with the magician.

After all, it would be a bit strange to suddenly say these things to him, no matter what the excuse was, and the magician obviously didn't particularly want to discuss this kind of topic with him.

In the end, he chose a rather abrupt yet reasonable approach:

Do you really think Divine Fist is as it looks?

The magician was taken aback for a moment when he heard the question, and his memories were somewhat unstable.

But he still replied:
"Perhaps. At least he's more cunning than we thought, but to be honest, we don't really know what kind of guy God Fist is. What we've heard about him is more like a fairy tale than a rumor. Don't you think so?"

Marx and Engels knew nothing, but still sincerely echoed:

"You have a point."

The magician continued:

"In fairy tales, he is the so-called hero, but you also know very well that such a thing does not exist in the real world, and no one is really willing to sacrifice for others."

"It's not hard to imagine the prototypes of those stories. After all, Shenquan is the strongest martial artist and the leader of this martial arts association. These martial artists can be considered his resources to some extent."

"If something happens that damages his resources, he will naturally stand up."

"As for those things that have nothing to do with martial artists, those are problems that he can easily solve, and they can also enhance the reputation of their Terror Five."

"After all, if he really is a hero from a fairy tale, why don't we see him doing good deeds everywhere? He only bullies us weak people who have no way to fight back when he encounters us."

Ma En could sense that some of the magician's words might be true, but he was clearly a bit emotional when he spoke. After all, they had just encountered such a thing, and it was difficult for him to objectively evaluate God Fist.

But he continued, going along with the magician's line of thought:

"So do you think he might actually be a jerk in private? Or even that if it weren't for various constraints, God Fist might be more like a bad guy than us."

Hearing this, the magician nodded in agreement: "Of course, instead of fantasizing that this guy is some kind of good person, we should really think about what kind of person is hiding under that hypocritical facade. If you ask me, he's just mindlessly pandering to the stupid moral standards of the martial arts world; he's just putting on a show for his companions..."

"Are you talking about Divine Fist?" Suddenly, a somewhat indifferent female voice interrupted them.

The moment Maren heard that voice, he sensed something was wrong.

It wasn't just because this guy's voice was different from theirs and could be clearly identified, but also because Ma En felt a slight sense of familiarity.

The magician turned around warily:
"The Daughter of Darkness? We have no intention of causing trouble."

Ma En also turned around, and what appeared in front of him was a familiar girl's figure.

The goddess of darkness, Karina, stood before them.

Marne showed no surprise at her appearance, because he could sense that the magician beside him wasn't surprised by what he was seeing, if he wasn't so ignorant...

That means not everyone knows what the Goddess of Darkness looks like.

Karina smiled, a slight upturn to her lips.

"No, I didn't mean to punish you. I just heard you talking about God Fist. You seem to think that God Fist is different from what he looks like, right?"

These words made Marne abandon his idea of ​​fleeing immediately:
"That's right, what's your opinion?"

Although normally others wouldn't be able to tell the difference, Mar and Eng's tone remained polite.

Hearing his question, the magician was a little puzzled and wary, but he didn't try to say anything more.

Karina nodded.

"Of course, I always felt that this guy, Shenquan, was actually a bit different from what he seemed, but I don't think he had that many thoughts. I think he was still a very pure martial artist."

Hearing this, the magician became even more wary.

However, Ma En had a completely different feeling—the flow rate of the Reverse Mind Potion in his body was gradually increasing. Although Karina's words were not many, they still caused a high consumption of the Reverse Mind Potion.

Moreover, this is different from Cao Yan's situation back then, because their conversation was completely illogical, but this Karina appeared here on her own, and she is the one who has to answer the questions.

Although her appearance was very strange.

Is it because she is some kind of high-information entity, or is there some other reason...?

Although he had many ideas, Mar and Eng still seized the opportunity to ask:

So you think he's a so-called good person?

Karina shrugged:

"I don't understand what a good person is. Your human morality is far too narrow. Although, according to your logic, it's hard to call him a bad person, at least he can't compare to the magician next to you."

“His hands were already stained with blood when he was a child, not to mention the things he’s done over the years. I’ve also heard about his arguments with his friends. There are some things that not all humans can do.”

The magician took two steps back, his hands tucked into his pockets, seemingly ready to attack at any moment.

However, he did not actually make a move, because he also noticed the information conveyed by the other party's words.

The Dark Daughter is still human.

Marne also sensed that something was wrong; it seemed he shouldn't have come to the Dark City.

He said:
"Perhaps, we are indeed not good people."

Karina raised an eyebrow:
"You? You think you can hide your secrets from me? You're clearly not his companion, but he seems completely unaware of that. It's really interesting."

"What are you? What do you want? Do you want to know information about God Fist? But I don't understand why you want to ask him about God Fist. It's not a secret."
"Is there anything special about his opinion? I'm sorry, but I think his view on the Divine Fist is completely speculative. You might as well ask a few martial artists about this."

She looked at Marne with eyes full of curiosity.

At the same time, the magician also took a few steps back. He was clearly completely unaware of what was happening or how to respond, but Marn didn't pay any attention to his performance.

What concerned Marne was the efficacy of the drug at its current high-speed flow rate.

After hesitating for a moment, he did not jump immediately:
"Karina, can you tell me what the Divine Fist in your heart looks like?"
"You may not believe it, but it won't do you any harm."

Karina gave a sinister smile:
"Okay, then I don't believe you. But I'm really curious now. Where did you come from? Not only did you manage to sneak into my territory, but you also left such an obvious opening. Are you provoking me?"
"And you've even found the guy I've got my eye on. What, you want to use him as a bargaining chip?"

These words made Ma En realize the main reason why Karina was here. The magician had just said that he used to hang out here a long time ago, and Karina had said that the magician's hands were stained with blood when he was a child.

Considering that Karina is a deity, it is not hard to imagine that the magician is probably a follower she has chosen, but she may not have formally recruited him yet. It is precisely because of this that she discovered her problem.

Just before Marne was about to jump, the magician, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke:

“No, even if I am not a good person, I could never become your follower. I could never give my soul to you, Goddess of Darkness.”

Upon hearing this, Karina smiled instead.

“That’s right. If you want to become my follower now, I will be disappointed in you. True darkness cannot contain even a glimmer of light, and you are not yet qualified to be my servant.”

“Sades, you still have a long way to go, and you still have a lot to lose.”

"Only when you have completely lost all light can you truly embrace darkness."

"Only then will you know where you belong."

Her words were like a curse, orchestrating the magician's fate.

After saying that, she looked at Ma En again, then revealed a coquettish expression like a young girl:

"Well then, it's not that I can't answer the question about the Divine Fist. Whatever your reason for doing this, in exchange you must tell me your situation."

"So? This is a fair deal, isn't it?"

Marx and Engels just blurted it out:

"Okay, I'm actually a reality warper. My ability is to replace..."

Before he could finish speaking, Karina's eyes showed disappointment:
"fraud."

Darkness obscured all his senses.