I created the Anomaly Control Bureau

Chapter 969. Warning
Upon hearing this, Marx and Engels also showed a calm expression:

"So you've realized the current situation?"

Although his face remained expressionless, he had many questions in his mind. For example, why didn't his conversation, which was also that of a prophet, quickly diminish the effects of the medicine?

Even if there is a slight acceleration, it is far less than the effect brought about by the Divine Eye.

The prophet denied it:

"No, I can't see much. Although you are like a breakthrough for me, I can't really see very far, except that your future is too bleak, which is also related to what I just said."

"Because I'm dead."

Marx and Engels innocently said:
"Please accept my condolences. I suspect the fault line must have taken away many people, the very thing that stood between you and us."

The prophet shook his head upon hearing this:
"No, I survived the so-called fault line, the future that changed the world."

"Unfortunately, I didn't live long, which affected my prophetic abilities. You can understand it as my prophetic abilities being more focused on my future self, and death affects my prophecies. I have difficulty seeing those future selves who have already died."

"So although you're probably eager to ask me questions, I'd like you to answer the question about being ganged up on first. I'm not actually a 'dozen' person, but I still want to know..."

"Is the prison still there?"

Upon hearing his question, many guesses once again surfaced in Marx and Engels' minds:
"They're basically gone. Perhaps that force still exists, but the Terror Five and you have all disappeared. This makes me wonder what kind of organization your prison is. Is it an institution that maintains order, or some kind of organization with a unique purpose?"

“I have memories of contact with the Divine Eye. It seemed to be quite friendly to me, but it didn’t have much of a chance to explain this to me in detail.”

To dispel the prophet's hostility, he specifically mentioned the attitude of the Divine Eye.

The prophet, however, said instead:
"Since the Divine Eye hasn't told you yet, it means it's not your time to know. And I suppose I can't tell you everything. My eyes are reminding me what I should and shouldn't say."

"If I'm not careful, this conversation might already be over."

"And I don't have the answer to this question either, so I'll just say a few words within the scope of what I can say..."

"I don't know the purpose of the prison either. It's a huge organization, and it has influence in every aspect. All I know is that the Terror Five are doing something and are constantly putting people with abnormal abilities into prison."

"But if you say this reflects some purpose or their ideas, I'm afraid I can only tell you that it's difficult to make a simple judgment based on these alone. I can only say that they are clearly planning the future."

"And they do have their own grand purpose, but what exactly it is, I'm not sure either. If you insist I be specific, well..."

"Does the Federation still exist?"

Marx and Engels replied:
"exist."

The prophet nodded, unsurprised:
“Prisons and the Federation are similar, but they are fundamentally different. I can’t explain this difference to you directly in words, but you’ve already seen its reflection.”

"The real-world manifestation of this difference is the fact that the federal government still exists, but the prisons have disappeared."

"That's all."

His restrained words suggested that the effects of the medication were being managed within a controllable range.

Marx and Engels didn't press the matter, but instead asked:
"Have you ever heard of the name Marne?" the prophet asked in bewilderment.
"you?"

Marne said:

"A guy who's good at telekinesis, have you heard of someone named Ma En, or some other ability user who's extremely skilled at using telekinesis, and who's actually a reality warper? Telekinesis is a special mental power that can heal and be regulated..."

The prophet shook his head:

"There are quite a few people who are good at using telekinesis, but none of them seem like reality warpers. At least I haven't noticed any of them who do. And the name Ma En isn't anything famous. Besides, if you're going to be facing a reality warper who's good at telekinesis, then I'd know even less."

Marx and Engels were not discouraged and continued:

Have you ever heard of a magician?

However, the prophet's expression turned extremely serious upon hearing this:
"You mean the former escape artist, now the strongest dark apostle..."

"Wait, something's wrong!"

As he spoke, the protective layer he had just created with magic began to shatter, and the white-haired witch revealed an extremely terrifying smile, extending her demonic claws towards them...

Blood splattered.

The witch's hideous face twisted slightly for a moment, and a terrible gash appeared on her neck. Li Si, who had just disappeared into the distance, reappeared between them and the witch.

But the prophet's expression became even more tense upon seeing this, though he quickly relaxed and spoke at the fastest audible speed:
"Ma En..."

Li Si, who had just slit the witch's throat, did not press his advantage. Instead, the witch's expression grew increasingly ferocious, because at the same moment her neck was torn open, something protruded from her throat.

Those were hands whose skin looked as if it had been painted pure black. Those hands gripped the top and bottom of the crack, and then, like tearing a curtain, they ripped the witch's body in two. What was hidden in the crack also emerged, starting with the two black arms, which struggled to pull the body out of the crack.

"……magician……"

However, as they continued to extend, Ma En soon noticed that the two arms were a bit strange. When fully extended, they were nearly two meters long, and the bodies that were pulled out along with them also looked extremely strange and slender, faintly exuding a kind of inhuman and eerie aura.

The towering, jet-black monster stretched out its body, revealing a height of nearly three meters and long, slender hands that reached down to its knees. Its overall proportions resembled those of some kind of illegal, bizarre model toy.

Moreover, his head was a dark, deformed, smooth oval shape, without eyes, nose, or even ears on either side, but at the top of this head was a human figure that Maren was very familiar with.

A magician's hat that also looked as if it had been painted black.

"...He's an unlucky and pathetic guy..."

Then it raised its long, stick insect-like right leg and stomped down on Li Si's position. At the same time, the surrounding space began to be stained by the black paint on its body, and Li Si did not dodge like a statue.

At the same time, he extended his left hand toward Marne's position.

"...But she is also an extremely evil monster, her strongest slave. Beware of the Dark Woman..."

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