Honkai Summoning.

"Your Majesty, you have arrived just in time."

After a moment, Eller said in a hoarse voice, "Phil, go to your room and play. Dad and this man... have something to talk about."

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Chapters 134: Mr. Su, who witnessed the entire process

Phil tilted his head and glanced at Eller twice, then stood up, tossed the small stick aside, clapped his hands, and walked out. Before leaving, he patted Su Mo twice, the meaning of which was unclear.

"Your daughter is so cute."

Watching Phil disappear into the thick fog, Su Mo spoke with great interest.

"Heh, not my daughter. Only the Dark Lord would find such a monster adorable. I originally planned to deal with the unknown dangers, but now it seems unnecessary," Eller said in a hoarse voice.

“Not your daughter?” Su Mo said. “She doesn’t look like her either. Someone who looks like you wouldn’t have such a beautiful daughter.”

"Is Your Majesty here to mock me?" Eller asked.

Su Mo stood up and kicked Ailer without hesitation: "Since you know I'm not here to mock you, why don't you just say what you need to say? Do you have to wait for me to ask? You've been with those old men for so long, don't act like a child, okay?"

Ailer was kicked to the ground by Su Mo, and he simply didn't bother to get up. He moved his body slightly and leaned his upper body against the wall, looking like he was going to die.

The man before me, Eller, is the true leader of the Hidden Organization... The day the leader of the Hidden Organization died at Su Mo's hands, Eller, as his only disciple, naturally inherited the Hidden Organization.

However, this disciple was clearly no novice; at least in terms of knowledge, having followed his teacher since childhood, he knew very well what a terrifying monster the Night King was. Therefore, upon learning of the defeat, Ailer resolutely chose to make a drastic decision, disbanding the hidden mechanisms and going into hiding.

Sure enough, news of the disintegration of the Order of the Cross arrived a few days later, which made Eller glad he had made his decision. Of course, the weight on Eller's heart was not lifted, because he had encountered the Night King two or three times, even though he was still a young man at the time. But Eller believed that with the Night King's abilities, finding him would not be difficult if he was determined.

So, for the past year, Eller had been moving around North America, changing residences several times in an attempt to evade the Night King's "pursuit".

“However, the inevitable resolution will still come, it will just be a little slower.” Ailer looked at the young face that was faintly visible in the thick fog and felt a sense of destiny rising in his heart.

"To have survived an extra year under the Dark Lord's rule is something I can be proud of," Eller said.

"..."

Su Mo glanced at the guy speechlessly and said, "What the hell? I just got here, it took me a few days. Besides, it wasn't me who found you, it was probably the CIA or something."

"You're not chasing me?" Eller was taken aback. He believed the other party wouldn't lie about something like this, and there was absolutely no need for it.

"I'm very busy," Su Mo waved his hand and said, "I'm only looking for you this time because of one thing."

"No...you're not here to kill me?" Eller stammered.

"Where does your confidence come from? I told you I'm very busy. I don't have time to come here specifically to kill you. I might just make a move if I see you," Su Mo said.

He was telling the truth. Even the Cleric, if it weren't for his health problems, Su Mo wouldn't have bothered with them, let alone the Secret Organization. They had already disbanded and posed no threat to him. Why would he waste his time trying to kill them?

It doesn't do Su Mo any good, and it only causes him a lot of trouble.

To be more precise, it is these organizations that have a grudge against Su Mo, not the other way around.

As for eradicating the root of the problem, Su Mo's response was "eradicate my ass." He would find a place with beautiful scenery and plenty of green hills, where he could live for decades, and those people would be practically extinct.

By the third generation, who still remembers the hatred from decades or even a hundred years ago?

My life. No need to lift a finger, all my enemies are dead. Heaven has its own way, it cycles endlessly, that's all—longevity, that's how awesome it is.

"So, His Majesty had no intention of seeking revenge at all?" Eller asked.

“No,” Su Mo said. “I’m only looking for one thing—the golden apple.”

Eller's eyes suddenly widened, and his facial muscles twitched before he asked, "Your Majesty, what are you saying?"

"You have no reason to lie to me."

Su Mo walked up to Ailer, squatted down, and stared at his face, saying, "Back then, the Knights Templar split into three organizations: the Order of the Cross, the Hidden Organization, and the Holy Temple. Not long after the split, the Holy Temple was completely destroyed. The Order of the Cross and the Hidden Organization took away the Papal Scepter and the Apple of Gold, respectively, and continued to exist over the long years, right up to the present day."

As Eller watched the man before him recount the history of the secret organization in a calm tone, he was deeply shaken.

These contents—about the Golden Apple, about the origins of the secret organization—are top secret. Even he, the successor, only learned them from his teacher on the night the teacher left. There was no way a third person could know them.

Even Eller was unaware that the Order of the Crusaders and the Secret Organization were actually related. He had always believed that the Knights Templar had only split into the Holy Order and the Secret Organization, with the Secret Organization, which possessed the Apple of Gold, continuing to this day, while the Holy Order, which was the most powerful at the time, had disappeared into the annals of history.

"Are you curious why I know this, and why you think the once-powerful Knights Templar, whose members even included the Pope, split up?" Su Mo asked with a smile, looking at Eller's surprised face.

"Why do you think the Holy Temple was simply wiped out?"

As Su Mo asked the question, Ailer's body trembled slightly.

“It’s you…it’s you…” he said in a trembling voice.

Even if the Templar Knights were described in exaggerated terms, Eller didn't feel much of their former power. What surprised him was that the Dark Lord before him had lived for so long. Even his teachers and others estimated his age to be around five hundred years old.

Of course, they were also surprised by Su Mo's formidable strength. After all, that was the powerful Knights Templar, an organization that was once known for its poverty, but which rapidly grew in power and seized enormous authority after being granted permission by the Pope not to pay taxes and to levy taxes on others.

History shows that the Knights Templar were nearly wiped out at their peak, splitting into three organizations and leaving only a trace.

“Yes, I witnessed the whole thing. So I know everything very well,” Su Mo said calmly.

"Ugh?"

Eller was stunned. "This...didn't you make this?"

"no."

Mr. Su, who witnessed the whole process, said, "I just witnessed the whole thing. I was just passing by. I'm Chinese. I was just passing by and saw a group of people fighting each other out of boredom. I wasn't going to be so bored as to join in a war between strangers. But I did manage to kill someone, I think. Don't worry about the details, it's all in the past."

"You've seen the whole thing, and you still say you're not bored!" Eller roared inwardly.

“So, hiding it won’t do any good. Just tell me where the Golden Apple is; I only want it,” Su Mo said.

"So that's how it is."

Ayler felt a pang of sadness; he felt he had essentially wasted the past year. "If I were to tell the truth, would His Majesty spare me?"

“I told you I didn’t intend to kill you. Of course, that’s on the condition that you don’t lie to me. If you do, I’ll probably lock you in some dark room…” Su Mo said.

Ailer pursed his lips, seemingly pondering the truth of Su Mo's words. Although Su Mo had said he had no intention of killing him, would Ailer really believe him?

No, that's not the kind of education Eller received growing up.

“I can tell you about the whereabouts of the Golden Apple,” Eller said.

“It’s not in your hands.” Su Mo frowned.

“The Golden Apple was lost a hundred years ago,” Eller said. “It was lost in Death Valley.”

"Death Valley?" Su Mo narrowed his eyes.

He knew that the Death Valley Eller spoke of was not the Death Valley mentioned in one of the world's 100 Mysteries of Crisis. It was a truly dangerous and perilous place.

Although it's called a canyon, it's actually a lush, green basin that came into view after being accidentally discovered by explorers. At the time, a person with supernatural abilities entered it and never came out again.

Later, the organization that the superhuman belonged to also sent people to search for him, but in the end, their efforts were in vain. Not only did they fail to find the person or the body, but even the people searching for him disappeared.

Su Mo remembered the rumors that there was some kind of treasure in that canyon, which attracted all sorts of people to go there. In the end, those people created the dangerous name of Jedi by disappearing and dying.

“Yes,” Eller said. “It was said that Death Valley contained an artifact no less powerful than the Apple of Death, so… but unexpectedly, not only did we not find the so-called magic, we also lost the Apple of Death.”

"That's interesting. You're not lying to me, are you?" Su Mo asked.

“Of course,” Eller nodded.

“I doubt you’d dare, at least you have a few children. You know, if I really wanted someone dead, it would only be if they escaped to the moon…” Su Mo said.

Eller's eyes widened again, his fists clenched instantly, and he remained silent.

Having reached this level of threat, that was about it. Su Mo stood up again and asked, "By the way, do you know where this thick fog came from? Or did you create it?"

The fact that thick fog appeared here, given that Eller was here, suggests that Su Mo believes it's not just a coincidence.

“It’s not me, it’s this thing,” Eller said, pointing to something on the desk that looked like a pebble.

"What do you mean?"

Su Mo asked.

"Actually, I haven't just been hiding for the past year. I've been studying this strange stone. This thing doesn't seem to be made of earthly matter. It seems to be a meteorite from outer space. But I'm sure it's more precious than a meteorite... Pfft!"

At this point, Eller's expression changed, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

“I…” Eller looked at Su Mo in surprise, then suddenly seemed to remember something and began to tear at the clothes on his left arm with his right hand. His left arm swayed with his movements, as if he had lost control of it.

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Chapter 135 The Power of Space

Seeing Eller's actions, Su Mo flicked his fingers a few times, and the love lock turned into thin threads that tore open the clothes on his left arm. His entire arm turned blackish-blue, and this blackish-blue color began to spread to other parts of his body.

On his forearm, there was a swollen lump of flesh with a wound the size of an index finger inside, from which black blood was beginning to ooze.

"Those are poisonous spiders." Upon seeing this, Su Mo understood.

It's likely that Ailer was injected with venom while he was being restrained, and it just happened to be taking effect now.

The toxin spread rapidly after it broke out. Soon, half of Eller's body lost control, twitching slightly, and his mouth opened involuntarily. It seemed that he was not far from death.

It's pitiful that this supposedly secretive heir, despite lacking any special abilities due to the end times, is more dangerous than the most elite special forces soldiers because of his rigorous training since childhood. Given enough weapons and intelligence, the destructive power he could unleash would be unimaginable.

In every aspect, it can outperform the agents in those spy movies... Oh, maybe it's a bit inferior in terms of 007's 100% ranged weapon evasion.

A novice ability user like Lux is doomed to be toyed with and killed by someone like Ailer, even though Ailer is nearing middle age.

However, such people are doomed when they encounter those unreasonable spider monsters.

"You're going to die, so speak up if you can," Su Mo said.

Eller looked at Su Mo, stretched out a hand, and his uncontrollable mouth babbled out a few words in a foreign language. Then, his head drooped, and he lay down very decisively.

"...At least learn from TV dramas and explain everything clearly." Su Mo saw traces of a soul on Ailer's body, which meant that the guy was dead.

"Never mind." Su Mo didn't try to devour Ailer's soul. At least Ailer was quite cooperative. Since that was the case, he would let it dissipate on its own. If reincarnation really existed in this world, maybe he could be reborn into a better life.

Walking to the desk, Su Mo saw, through the thick fog, a stone that looked like a pebble placed on it. The stone was entirely black, about the size of an egg, and incredibly smooth, even faintly reflecting the surrounding scenery, just like glass.

Looking at the black stone, Su Mo extended his left hand. A black aura swirled around and covered his left hand, forming a black gauntlet-like arm armor that extended all the way to his forearm.

After using the Knight's Immortality ability, Su Mo reached out and grabbed the black stone.