Chapter 303 The Owner of the Statue of Justice

Laura, who got the truth, unconsciously clenched her fists.

"I always want to prove to you that I am right and Freemasonry is wrong, but... there will be no chance in the future, I have no home."

A choking voice sounded, and Laura hugged her knees with both hands, like a newborn baby, full of fear and terror of the outside world.

In Wulin City, in the Red Castle, at the moment when Camus stepped on the stairs, the Book of Destiny in the hands of the Statue of Justice on the top floor quickly flipped, and a bright red font appeared on the blank page.

"He is here, the one who can't write my destiny, he will touch me, and I will get the opportunity to be liberated." After writing this sentence, the Book of Destiny slowly closed, as if nothing had happened.

"Tap tap tap..." Camus climbed the stairs carefully. The silver-white stairs seemed to have no end. He was like a puppet without a purpose, walking towards the stairs that could not see the sky.

"This is..." After walking for an unknown amount of time, Camus suddenly saw a huge red door at the end of the stairs. There were some statues of people carved on the door. They were holding weapons and looking at the figure at the top enthusiastically. This was a blonde woman with a delicate face wearing a red long skirt. She wore a luxurious red crown, and her long skirt was shining like a red galaxy. Camus stopped immediately. He looked at this figure and seemed to have an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if he had seen her somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"It doesn't make sense. Since she is wearing a crown, it means she must be a big shot. How can I feel familiar? It's getting weirder and weirder." Camus, who couldn't find the answer, could only attribute all this to the sequelae. After all, too many unreasonable things have happened since he was resurrected. Thinking of this, Camus reached out and touched his chest. Although the wound that went through the front and back had disappeared, he still felt a little pain.

"With this kind of injury, I must be dead. Who saved me? Was it the Judgement? Or some powerful existence? I haven't seen the Judgement since it disappeared. It's really speechless." After complaining, he took a step forward.

"He... woo woo woo..." Just as Camus took a step, a sound like an ancient war drum came from the door, and the huge door slowly opened. As it opened, a suction force came from inside the door. Camus immediately looked in with caution, but it was pitch black inside and he couldn't see anything at all.

"Ding ding ding... boom" As the two huge doors opened completely and hit the black wall, torches instantly lit up in the dark room, and Camus instantly looked towards the light and looked into the distance.

"What a tall statue..."

Torches were lit on both sides of the road, illuminating the entire hall. The hall was supported by tall marble pillars. At the end of the hall was a luxurious throne and a huge stone statue whose appearance could not be seen clearly. Because of limited vision, the lower half of the stone statue of Camus's Gate was visible.

"Tread..." Camus walked over carefully. He walked to the throne safely. Only then did he notice that this was a throne made of unknown bones. Red silk was placed on the throne. There were two small platforms on the left and right sides of it. One was an octagonal depression and the other was a circular depression. It seemed that something had been placed here, but now they have disappeared.

"The owner of the Red Castle is Kogas. Is Kogas's status very noble?" From various traces, Camus deduced that Kogas, the fog forest man, had a noble status. He did not touch the throne rashly but raised his head to look up.

The statue above was also looking down at the palm below. His face was carved very delicately, as if he were a living person. He had a huge stone sword on his waist. On his open palms, a white book was floating.

"Book of Destiny? This is the Book of Destiny in the Red Castle, right? Then this statue should be the so-called Statue of Justice, which is said to be a top-level seal." The moment Camus saw the book, he instantly understood what the statue was. He had seen the horror of the Eternal, not to mention the Book of Destiny and the Statue of Justice, which were more advanced than the Eternal. Thinking of this, Camus was ready to leave here. Today's dream was too weird. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a sharp voice.

"Don't you want to know what happened to you?"

Hearing this voice, Camus immediately turned his head and looked up. He saw that the floating Book of Destiny changed from white to a weird red. It flipped quickly in the hands of the Statue of Justice. It seemed that the sharp voice just now was what he said. Camus narrowed his eyes and did not speak. The seal was not a good thing.

"I can write the fate of everyone, including your fate. Don't you want to write the fate of others and your fate?" The red book continued to make a sound. Camus turned around and left with a blank expression.

"Hehe... Don't you know what happens after you die?" Seeing Camus turn around and leave, the Book of Destiny spoke slowly. Camus stopped but didn't turn around.

"I don't believe you." Camus continued to walk forward.

"Why do you stop if you don't believe me? I was created by a great makeup artist. I know all the secret knowledge of makeup artists. Aren't you curious?"

"Humph..." Camus just snorted coldly this time and walked out without stopping.

"Don't you want to know why you like red clothes and your skin becomes better?" Seeing that Camus was still unmoved, the Book of Destiny continued to seduce.

"What do you want? To answer these questions?" Hearing this question, Camus turned around and looked at the red Book of Destiny. This question was exactly what he wanted to know.

Seeing Camus turn around, a cloud of red twisted smoke suddenly floated out of the Book of Destiny. Camus suddenly felt his eyelids sink, and his red and blue eyes dimmed instantly, and he walked towards the throne like a walking corpse.

"Reach out your hand, and forgive me in the name and blood of the Yoder family." Seeing Camus being controlled, the Book of Destiny instantly flipped the leaves, and a slightly low murmur came from above the page.

Camus slowly stretched out his hand, and just when it was about to touch the statue of justice, he smiled and looked at the Book of Destiny on it with a very mocking look.

"Yode family? Bloodline? I seem to know some secret information."

Seeing Camus regain clarity, he was flipping through the Book of Destiny and suddenly squatted down. He turned to the page where Camus was written, and saw that the font on it gradually melted and blurred, and in the blink of an eye it became a piece of white paper, and a purple pattern appeared above the page.

"No... You got her recognition, damn impossible, how did you get her." Looking at the pattern on it, the Book of Destiny was instantly violent, and it exuded a terrifying aura of shocking awe, but at this moment, the originally quiet statue of justice suddenly trembled, and its giant stone hands grabbed the floating Book of Destiny and suppressed it. The Book of Destiny regained its calm in the scream.

"You are not my master? Who are you? Why do you have the master's information on you." The statue of justice with his hands clasped together lowered his head. With his movements, the hall suddenly shook. He looked at Camus, who was like an ant on the ground, and spoke in a low voice.

"Are you the one who called me just now? I don't know what happened, and I don't know your master." Seeing the shadow above his head, Camus had a toothache. He could do a lot of things in his dreams. He felt that everything was no longer a dream. They were too weird and real.

The statue of justice who got the answer stopped talking. He stood up straight, and the hall became quiet again.

"Huh... this damn dream, it's not safe to dream now, it's so scary." Seeing that the statue of justice ignored him, Camus collapsed to the ground. He wiped the cold sweat and looked up in awe. God knows how scared he was just now. If this guy punched down, he wouldn't even be able to find meat paste.

"Kogas is his master? It doesn't make sense. If he has such a powerful thing, would he still plot against me? Whether it's strength or action, it doesn't match his strength as the master of the Red Castle." After a rest, Camus climbed out of the ground and quickly left the hall.

In the northern sea area, a black-haired woman in a purple court dress was sitting elegantly in the sky, watching the circus performance underground. At this moment, he suddenly felt something, and he looked deeply in the direction of the Principality of Asgard.

"Someone wrote my destiny, the Book of Destiny? This guy is restless again." After saying that, the purple-clothed lady swung her white calves and happily watched the circus performance below.

In Bilin City, Camus suddenly woke up from his sleep, breathing heavily, the dream tonight was too weird.

"Yode family? Bloodline? Am I not of the Moon Elf bloodline? Why does the statue of justice call me master? It's getting weirder and weirder." Camus lit the gas lamp, and saw a delicate figure in the mirror. Camus was stunned when he saw himself sweating in the mirror.

"My skin has become better, my chin has become sharper, and even the makeup artist's face-changing technique can't stop it?" I saw myself in the mirror, my skin was emitting a faint fluorescence, and my chin and cheeks were obviously thinner, which made him distressed. I like women's clothing, which is already perverted enough. Is my face going to become a woman? Thinking of myself becoming a girl in a red dress with a delicate face, Camus felt cold all over, and he slowly touched down.

"It's still there, it's still there, but can it really be saved?" Camus breathed a sigh of relief when he felt that his things were still there, but he was instantly distressed. If the trend continued, it was estimated that the following things would not be saved.

Camus was destined to be sleepless tonight.

In Fran City, Laura and others were lurking in the manor until Gandalf, who went out to inquire about the news today, came back. He patted the snow on his body, looked around, and then pushed the door to enter.

"They are here, stationed in the Blue Rose Manor." Gandalf saw Laura and others gathered together as soon as he entered the door. He continued to speak with a careful tone.

"However, the water level of Fran Port has risen, and I think the reinforcements of the Ocean Church have also arrived."

"What about the Moulin Rouge? How are they?" Hearing these two pieces of news, Laura was not surprised. He was more concerned about the wind direction of the Moulin Rouge.

"The Moulin Rouge is too hidden. I haven't found their base yet. There is a group of people looking for Ouni, but they didn't find him. I think they are from the Moulin Rouge. I didn't follow them too deeply to hide."

"Ouni ran away? This is what I expected." Laura tapped the table calmly.

"How many are there?" Susie said anxiously when she heard that the Holy Light Knights had arrived.

"6,000, the entire Holy Light Knights, and it is said that the madman Moses led the team." Gandalf told all the information he knew.

"Very good, wait." Susie smiled leisurely when she heard it, and drank a sip of coffee slowly.