Notes of the Creator God

protect security protect security...

Protect security, protect security, protect security, protect security - this was the only thought left in Ender's mind, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape the grip of the two withered skeletons.

"you...What do you want to do?! Don't do anything to her! Come to me if you can!"

The silver-haired woman glanced at Ander, who was roaring in a heart-rending manner, and narrowed her eyes.

"Are you a descendant of Andrew?"

The silver-haired woman suddenly said such words, which made Ander stunned for a moment.

"Temple of the Dead."The woman with short gray hair who had been silent pointed at herself and the other two people,"Andrew, the King of the Ender City, has always cooperated with us, and we are here to fulfill the final cooperation contract."

Ander was stunned. The four words"Temple of the Dead" were lingering in his mind.

Andrew had indeed been cooperating with this strange organization from Zhu Shijie, but he didn't tell Ander and An at all. Regarding the details of the cooperation, Ander also thought it was a small and big deal. In Ender's eyes, it was an honor for the so-called Temple of the Dead to cooperate with the powerful City of Ender - the City of Ender in the past was indeed powerful. Enough to make its people proud.

Seeing that Ender didn't speak or struggle, the silver-haired woman clapped her hands. The two withered skeletons let go of Ender, knelt down on one knee, and paid their highest respects to their queen. After paying homage, it turned into a soul flame, extinguished and disappeared on the spot.

"Can you calm down now? I can understand your mood, because I have experienced exactly the same thing as you in the past."The silver-haired woman squatted down under the shocked gaze of the gray-short-haired woman, and was at eye level with Ander, who was lying on the ground in a slightly embarrassed state.

Ander looked at those beautiful eyes like silver stars in confusion. Her eyes told Ender that she wasn't lying

"Let me introduce myself again."

The silver-haired woman stood up, and the woman in wizard costume and the woman with short gray hair stood beside her.

"I am the last of the Thirteen Apostles of the Temple of the Dead, 'Artisan' Fairway."The woman with short gray hair opened her sleepy eyes and said slowly.

"The fourth seat of the Thirteen Apostles of the Temple of the Dead, 'General Knowledge' Martamela Lisa Lun, just call me sister Lisa~" the woman in wizard attire said with a wink.

"I am the leader of the Temple of the Dead, the successor of the 'Lost Underground City' Tartarus, and the blasphemous witch who has embarked on the path of rebellion against God - Vikari."

This is a smile that is deeply engraved in Ander's heart - proud, brave, strong, and even a slightly crazy smile.

With just this smile, Ander seemed to have felt the leadership charm of the witch in front of him, and even had With great difficulty, Ander stabilized his mind, stood up from the ground, put his right hand on his left shoulder, and bent down to salute—he had never saluted anyone except Andrew.

Because he already understood, The person in front of her and the organization behind her are definitely organizations with profound heritage and powerful power.

Because she said it herself - the Temple of the Dead is an anti-god organization.

"It's my fault, Your Highness Victoria."

If the other party is not hostile and is still a collaborator, then show respect and then seek further cooperation.

Vicali nodded and looked at An, who was still in a coma.

"Your sister has inherited all the original power of the Enderman and has become a complete native Enderman body....But I still want to verify - is Andrew completely dead?"

Ander gritted his teeth. Although he didn't want to admit it, Andrew's death was already a fait accompli. He said,"Yes."

Vicali let out a sigh of regret, and then said:"I express my condolences for the death of your father......."Then the conversation changed:"Then let me explain to you the final cooperation contract signed by this concubine and Andrew."

"Speaking"

"Starting from the death of Andrew and the destruction of the Ender City, the Temple of the Dead will send personnel to protect Ann until she grows into a warrior who can stand alone."

"Furthermore, Ender will temporarily go to the Temple of the Dead and be at the mercy of the Temple."

Ender's expression twitched, but he didn't say anything.

"Add one more item, after dealing with Ender——"

Lisa, who was standing behind, had an unfathomable and ambiguous smile on her face.

"Ender will have the right to interfere with everything about Ann"

"above——"............

——It is the"contract" that will be fulfilled next.

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