Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

Father Hearst also stood up: "Count me in. I have some experience in this area, and I can also protect you."

Daryl only received the most basic blood healing and is now only at level fifteen.

With the assignments completed, only Lilith and Minnie remained in the large conference room.

Minnie blinked her big, watery eyes: "And me?"

Lilith had no time to tease Minnie, and said directly, "You have a special mission."

“Speak!” Minnie said, rubbing her hands together eagerly.

"Your ice and fire abilities are extremely important. The spread of the plague cannot be separated from the air. You and Hardy wait here. Once you determine where the problem is, go there immediately and create an ice wall to seal off the entire area. Under no circumstances should those things be allowed to leak out."

Minnie clenched her fists, eager to try: "Okay! This time, I'll definitely impress you."

After saying that, Minnie looked at Lilith: "And what about you?"

"I need to visit two people to confirm their true identities."

Minnie didn't ask any further questions and left happily.

Because this time, it was finally her turn to show her skills.

Chapter 0252 Los's Guilty Feelings

Just as everyone in Arkham was busy preparing, Los and Sue's press conference took a short break.

After eating a large bowl of chocolate ice cream, Ross, who had just felt extremely tired, suddenly felt refreshed and thought he could chat with the group of reporters for another three hundred rounds.

At this moment, Lilith quietly walked over and then told her what had just happened and her decision.

Los was immediately shocked upon hearing this. He hadn't expected that so much had happened in Arkham while he was chatting and boasting with these reporters!

Lilith tentatively asked, "My master, is my decision acceptable?"

Los coughed and said, "Of course, no problem. Entrusting Arkham's administration to you was indeed the best decision I ever made."

Immediately, Los thought to himself, "The hospital's director is an old paladin? We in Arkham have someone connected to the King in Yellow? What's going on? How come I didn't know?"

Lilith asked, "Master, what do you know about Dean Orleans and that mysterious person?"

Los wanted to say that this was the first time he had ever heard of these two people.

Unfortunately, in order to maintain his dignity as mayor, he said, "That was a long time ago, Dean Orleans. Well, I will tell you when the time is right."

Lilith then said knowingly, "As expected of my master."

"As for that mysterious person, it should be that one if nothing unexpected happens." Los's gaze was deep as he looked at the distant sky.

His mysterious demeanor immediately made people think that Los knew everything about the mysterious person.

Lilith sighed, "As expected, nothing in Arkham escapes your control."

Los coughed and said, "The creature he was riding should be an extraterrestrial being called a Byakki. I'll tell you more about it later."

Lilith, naturally not daring to ask further, instead inquired, "Master, I wish to visit two people now, and I hope you will grant me permission."

"Who?"

Lilith said, "Morton Stationmaster of North Shore Station, and Ms. Anita, Principal of Arkham Public High School."

Los was taken aback: "What are you going to do by visiting them?"

Lilith blinked: "Morton's drawing skills can effectively seal the enemy, while Anita's astrology can help us better calculate the other four detonation points."

???

Upon hearing this, Los blinked in confusion. He knew these two NPCs; after all, he was the one who designed them.

However, in the original design, these two people were just ordinary people with no special abilities!

"Master?" Lilith was somewhat surprised.

Los didn't speak, but slowly stood up, turned around and looked southwest with his back to Lilith, saying, "Lilith, I feel very gratified."

"Now you can finally make your own judgments about things without my guidance."

“Morton… and Anita’s abilities are indeed very useful for this matter.”

After listening, Lilith said with admiration, "My guess was right. You knew about their existence all along. The reason you didn't tell us sooner was so that we could train our abilities."

"Your greatness and your vision have captivated and inspired Lilith so much."

Los's eyes darted around as he said, "Go ahead, just do it. Don't be afraid if you fail, I'm here for you."

“Yes! My beloved and great master.” Lilith then turned and left with a look of infatuation and fervor.

After Lilith left, Ross breathed a sigh of relief, and he even felt a bead of sweat on his forehead.

He has always been an omniscient and omnipotent figure in the eyes of his subordinates. He is calm and composed in the face of any situation, which is the mark of his supreme leader.

Because before, everything was indeed under his control.

But this time, he was genuinely bewildered.

"Just how many people are still hiding in Arkham?" Los looked at the town and realized that even now, he wouldn't dare say he knew 100% about it.

"You're really something. You managed to tame a terrifying woman like Lilith so obediently and fanatically." Su Yi walked over at this moment, her face full of admiration.

Los chuckled dryly: "Likewise, you're no less adept at taming Elizabeth and Inge than I am."

“It’s far from good.” Su Yi shook her head.

"Elizabeth and Inge's weaknesses and limitations are too obvious. The two of them combined are not even as good as your Iron Policeman."

Los smiled and said, "Someone like Kanter is a rare talent in my eyes."

Su Yi then asked, "What happened? Do you need my help?"

“No need, things will be resolved quickly. I do hope that you can implement the relevant policies and benefits for Arkham as soon as possible,” Los said.

Su Yi waved her hand: "Don't worry, I'll announce it in a bit. I wonder if you've prepared the relevant medicines?"

"Of course, His Majesty will certainly be satisfied."

…………

Meanwhile, as Barlow left the Storm Church, he found his helper, Uncle Mark, a believer in the cat god and a restaurant owner.

Both men were of noble birth and were considered wealthy members of high society. They had gotten along very well these days, often drinking and chatting together. Most importantly, they both enjoyed wine tasting and opera.

The two were walking on the way to the Arkham Theatre, and Barlow had already briefly explained the current situation to Mark.

Mark's eyes widened in disgust after hearing this: "These crazy guys are like mad dogs. No matter where they go, they'll bite indiscriminately, friend or foe."

Mark then asked, "How did you determine that one of their targets was the Grand Theatre?"

Barlow said, "The goal of these guys is to wipe out the entire city of Arkham, and their main targets are naturally the mayor and the queen."

"There's a victory celebration at the Arkham Theatre tonight, and it's their best chance to make their move here."

"In addition, we heard about an incident during our previous mission: there was a cursed opera script that, if successfully performed, would subject both the performers and the audience to a terrible curse."

"And the name of that cursed script is 'The King in Yellow'."

At this point, Barlow sneered, "In this setting, wouldn't it be the perfect opportunity for them to recommend the script to the production team through Dr. Laban?"

Upon hearing this, Mark immediately perked up: "That's a brilliant analysis."

Barlow humbly replied, "It's nothing much; I just happened to know some crucial information."

Chapter 0253 Desert Emperor

During their conversation, the two arrived at the Arkham Theatre, located at the intersection of the central and northern districts.

Although Arkham Theatre doesn't have many people, it's quite large. It was originally a Gothic-style temple, but the identity of the person worshipped there is now unknown because a strange event happened there thirty years ago.

All the statues in the temple had lost their heads, and the temple's priests had disappeared.

The people around didn't feel anything was out of place about the changes; everything seemed to be going smoothly.

After being abandoned for a period of time, the temple was transformed into the present-day Arkham Theatre under the supervision of Los's grandfather.

It was daytime, and the main gate of the Grand Theater was tightly closed, with only the small doors on both sides slightly ajar, but no one could be seen coming or going inside.

It seemed perfectly normal, since all the performances at the Grand Theatre were after six o'clock.

However, as soon as the two arrived at the gate, they immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Mark slightly raised his hand, and a lazy orange cat appeared, walking briskly up the steps toward the side door.

But just as it approached the crack in the door, it suddenly bristled, its face contorted with malice, and it began to howl in a series of menacing cries.

Mark immediately said, "It looks like something's happened inside."

Instead of rushing in, Barlow first went to a nearby shop and made a phone call.

Soon, as a door opened, the doorman Hardy and Minnie walked in.

“There’s a force inside interfering with me, I can’t get in,” Hardy said.

Minnie said, "You all wait here, I'll go check first."

"Are you sure?" Barlow asked.

Minnie smiled confidently and strode toward the small door to the side.

As soon as she arrived at the door, Minnie felt a whooshing sound coming from behind it.

Along with the sound of the wind came waves of heat.

Minnie looked up and saw that behind the door was a long corridor that was dark and gloomy, like a sandstorm, with no sunlight able to penetrate the glass.

Minnie put her hands in front of her, and then, as her breasts swelled, she took a deep breath and blew it out sharply.

Whoohoo!

In an instant, a terrifying gust of cold wind burst forth, forming a powerful ice tornado that swept across the entire corridor.

This move was a new technique she mastered after gaining a deeper understanding of her abilities under Lilith's tutelage.

As the terrifyingly cold wind swept by, everything was instantly frozen.

The wind stopped, and even the sand and gravel froze into ice crystals, which fell to the ground.

Minnie lowered her hand and waved to the three of them.

The three people quickly walked over, and their eyes widened when they saw the frozen corridor.