Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 668 Suspected of Traitor
I saw a silver-white bone hand being spit out from Zhe's mouth. As soon as this thing left Zhe's mouth and landed on the ground, it exuded a terrifying aura that made people shiver and their hair stand on end. It was a powerful abnormality that could be detected without any perception!
The three siblings were all stunned. The danger of the monster before them increased several times in their eyes, and all three of them showed uncontrollable fear and panic in their eyes.

Such a highly abnormal object was swallowed by this guy, but he himself did not emit any abnormality. This shows that his body as a container can directly isolate the abnormality of the object.

If the opponent is not a madman who is not afraid of being corroded by the abnormality, then there is only one possibility: his abnormality level is higher than that of this item, so the cursed power of this item cannot corrode the opponent!

"Three hundred years ago, I ate a believer who saw death for the first time in Africa. It tasted very good. Come on, share it among you. Then you will understand what true power is."

There was a silent grin on Zhe's mouth, and the bony hand he picked up exuded the same chilling aura as he did.

Long silence, silent decision.

Under the midsummer night sky, in the hot air, the three people finally made their choice.

In the dark night, the extraordinary people in other parts of the city heard a beast-like roar coming from a distant neighborhood. A trace of uneasiness appeared in everyone's heart, but it disappeared in an instant...

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The blood and flesh on the ground reflected the moist light under the pale street lights. Zhe stood in the middle of the pool of blood, whistling, kicking the fresh pieces of meat with his toes, with satisfaction in his eyes.

A figure appeared at the end of the alley. A middle-aged man with greasy hair and unshaved beard walked out of the shadows. Looking at the mess on the ground, he questioned, "Are you here to play, or to protect the master?"

"Does the boss need protection? I'm here to catch a traitor." Zhe squinted his eyes, put his hands in his pockets and looked at the other party, asking suspiciously, "Where have you been? Lao Ji and I can't find you."

"Of course, a detective's job is to investigate. I've been thinking about something recently. Although we have discussed this possibility a long time ago and rejected it, I thought about it again recently.

In that accident, in addition to the betrayal among us, the Wandering Bard was also involved. If it weren't for Alice, who knows what would have happened. But why did the Wandering Bard attack the Master?

We, the Black Jade Division, are subordinates of all gods and have always followed the rules. We have never offended the Magic Poet. Why would the Wandering Poet attack our leader directly? This kind of thing has never happened before."

"Tsk! Do we even need to think about this? It must be those agents who think that the boss is not qualified to be the head of the Mo Yu Division. It's very strange to let a person at a low narrative level be the head of the Mo Yu Division. It's good enough that other gods can acquiesce." Zhe said casually.

"This idea is reasonable, but why did the wandering bard interfere with that ceremony?"

Li Tianhe leaned against the lamppost, took out a cigarette and lit it. Although he used a questioning tone, it seemed that he already had an answer in his mind. It seemed that this question was just to make Zhe think.

Zhe frowned and stared at the other person impatiently: "What do you mean?"

Li Tianhe replied: "I can understand that they don't want to let someone whose narrative level is lower than reality to be in charge of the Moyu Division, but if the ceremony succeeds, the Division Master will completely transfer his existence to the present world. As long as it succeeds, the previous differences will no longer exist. Why don't the Wandering Poets wait and see?" "They must think it will fail. If it fails, the boss will have to go back to the book, and they can't interfere with the world of "Stars". After all, "Stars" is not in Zhiman Mountain.

I think... that group of people must have had this idea a long time ago. So many agents before did not recognize the boss, but tacitly allowed him to be in charge of Shihe. In fact, it was because they had no way to deal with the boss. After all, the boss had that kind of power. Who among them dared to actually enter the book and challenge him?
A narrative that completely suppresses both agency and named power, whoever can create such a narrative, no matter how you think about it, can only be a higher being than agency, it must be a god of some kind."

"Which god is that? "The Season of Falling Stars" is a novel, but it cannot be created by Moshi.

And that kind of story about lost possibilities cannot be the director's masterpiece, but it is undeniable that this book is indeed a narrative far superior to the one it represents, and it is not in the Paper Curtain Mountain. Does this prove that "The Season of Falling Stars" may have appeared earlier than the Paper Curtain Mountain?"

"Right, that's right. Aren't you thinking the same thing as me? It's because they don't recognize the boss, but the boss can't be killed in the book, so they took action at that time." Zhe waved his hand impatiently, trying to end the topic.

"Is there really no possibility of killing gods?" Li Tianhe looked up at the sky and blew out a smoke ring from his mouth.

"That was a joke. How can you take what he said seriously? If he really has the ability to kill gods, then I think he deserves to die. Besides, how could gods allow the power to kill gods to exist? If that were the case, why did only the wandering bard take action? If I were a god, I would definitely join forces with other gods to kill him." Zhe showed a smug smile, as if he was pleased with his own empathy and thought it was a very smart statement.

Li Tianhe sighed wearily, "Don't use our thinking to speculate about God. We can't even understand other names, let alone God... So what does God look like?"

"Why think so much? Anyway, as long as it succeeds this time, it will be fine. You people sometimes use your brains too much. You should know that survival does not rely on the brain, but on instinct!" Zhe said with an irritable look on his face.

"I really envy you, but why did you give that thing to them just now?"

"Suspect me? I've already told you that I traded [The Centipede's Eye] with someone else for food a long time ago. It wasn't me who did it." Zhe said coldly, with a chill in his eyes.

The atmosphere of the conversation between the two suddenly became heavy.

"You and Winter Crow are the most suspicious. I exchanged the Caneye for food, but the Caneye was used to attack the boss. I remember I mentioned this to you a long time ago. Only you can get the Caneye. The traitor is either you or Winter Crow." Zhe's voice was mixed with the growl of a wild beast, which seemed very strange.

Li Tianhe held a cigarette in his mouth and laughed lazily, "Who knows whether you actually went to exchange for food, but a simple-minded person like you would think that if you told me in advance, it could be used as some kind of evidence."

The fierce orange hair stood up fluffy and the hair began to grow longer.

"You are courting death."

(End of this chapter)