"I applied for a meeting with the minister, but the minister seemed very busy, so he declined."

Uriel opened the door and said to Lebius behind the office.

They were all very concerned about the "resurrection" of Borogo Lazarus, and no one knew what the devil was planning.

Lebius put down the document. He was not surprised by the result. The affairs the Bureau of Order had to deal with were more complicated than they appeared on the surface. Busyness was the norm, not to mention people in high positions like the minister.

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"However, the minister sent someone to send this. He said, 'This person may solve your confusion.'"

Uriel said, taking out an envelope, placing it on the desk, and then pushed it towards Lebius.

Lebius took the envelope, picked up the letter opener on the side, opened the envelope, and took out a note from it, which seemed to have a line of confusing text written on it and a red seal.

"what is that?"

Uriel asked curiously.

"Nothing, you can go out first."

Lebius placed the note on the table and covered it with an envelope, covering Uriel's sight.

Hearing this, Uriel said nothing more, slowly backed away, left the office, and closed the door.

The Bureau of Order implements an extremely strict rank system. Before you reach that position and obtain the power you deserve, some information is absolutely closed to you.

Uriel is very aware of this. Even now, a large part of the Bureau of Order refuses to be opened to her. You can see those white masonry blocking the road everywhere, not to mention those documents.

All employees are in a "room reclamation", so they are subject to the rules of "accommodation". Some important documents are even accompanied by cognitive distortions. Employees who have not obtained the corresponding permissions, even those documents

The handwriting is difficult to read.

It is said that in the eyes of employees with different authority, "housekeeping" looks completely different. Uriel doesn't know the specific situation. After all, she does not have such authority, and employees with such authority will abide by the rules and not reveal anything.

The Bureau of Order is like a tightly coupled shield wall, a precision-operated machine, efficient and powerful.

Sometimes Uriel even suspects that there are still some "unknown departments" that she is not aware of yet, and they are hiding in the darkness of the Bureau of Order, in the deepest part of the "reclamation room".

After Uriel left, the atmosphere in the room froze for a few seconds, and then was broken by the sound of heavy breathing. Lebius seemed to be under some great pressure. He slowly picked up the envelope and revealed the contents of the envelope.

Notes placed.

What was written above was not a scrawled text, but a ridiculous simple drawing.

A blazing scorching sun is located in the center of the picture, and below the sun is an isolated hut, which is scorched by the scorching sun.

The painting is simple, but at the moment of observation, a magnificent and complex picture can arise in the mind, and one can even feel the heat.

It was as if Lebius was really under the scorching sun, on the desolate and withered land, heading towards the isolated hut.

The chaotic hallucination did not last long, and fine cold sweat spread all over Lebius' forehead. He looked at the corner of the note, where there was a seal. The pattern of the seal was the logo of the Bureau of Order, a chain and a sword.

Generally speaking, the logo of the Bureau of Order consists of six sword blades interspersed with chains, but when distinguishing the authority of employees, they differentiate by marking the number of sword blades.

From one sharp sword to six sharp swords, from the first level of authority to the sixth level of authority, what is now engraved on the seal is an astonishing chain and five swords. This is the highest authority except for the director of the Order Bureau. Five

level permissions.

There is also a line of signature on the seal.

Nathaniel Vaole.

The signature and seal overlapped, and some extraordinary authority was temporarily given to it.

"You really trust me, Minister."

Lebius sighed, his face pale.

Nathaniel Vaole, this is the name of the Minister of Field Service. This name also represents another more familiar position in the Bureau of Order.

Deputy Director of the Order Bureau.

Lebius hesitated for a while, and finally picked up the note.

He could sense that there was some force exerted on him. It was the force from the "Kenshi", coming from all directions like a sea tide, squeezing Lebius' body, making him breathless.

The note in his hand began to become hot, and then a slight flame ignited from the corner of the note. It burned very slowly, so slowly that it was estimated that it would take at least several hours to burn out.

Lebius knew very well what was going on. It was a gift from the Minister of Field Service, Nathaniel Vaole, who briefly granted Level 5 authority to Lebius, and the time limit was this note.

At the end of the day, he must race against time.

Picking up the crutches, Lebius stood up from the chair with difficulty, staggered, and walked out of the office.

His eyes were cold, and he tried not to look anywhere else, only focusing on the road in front of him. However, the peripheral vision of his eyes still captured things that he could not see before.

That is something that only employees with level five authority can detect. Employees other than those with this authority will have their cognition disturbed by the "house" and cannot see its shape.

Lebius seemed to have hit something.

The person, a person wearing the uniform of the Bureau of Order, was silent, his skin had a gray-white feel, his face was the same flat gray-white, and he had no facial features.

Followed by more of the same.

They seemed to be cleaners, picking up mops and rags and wiping the walls of the "kennel", so busy that no one paid attention to Lebius.

Lebius did not look at their faces, but tried hard to calm down. He held the burning note in his hand and walked as fast as possible.

Weird scenes continued one after another, and he could hear whispers lingering in his ears. It seemed that they were the "cleaners" who noticed him and cast strange glances at him.

The surrounding walls slowly squirmed, and the solid walls moved and reorganized, like a living maze.

Time passes in an instant, the white bricks and stones are slightly yellowed by time, and a thick layer of dust accumulates on the neat ground.

Lebius walked along the long memory. He came to the elevator in the central hall and pressed the elevator. The rusty elevator door slowly opened, as if he was waiting for Lebius. There was nothing inside.

one person.

Walking inside, Lebius glanced at the rows of button boards, and he still remembered what the elevator looked like in his memory.

There are not many buttons in the elevator. Different permissions open different floors, but now it has become something beyond memory. Among the familiar rows of buttons, there is an extra red button. It is located at the end of all the buttons.

below, as if it was deliberately hidden.

Next to the button, there were many scratches and dark red stains. It seemed that someone wanted to write something on it, but in the end nothing was left.

From the scratches, Lebius vaguely saw a scene where the man collapsed and went crazy in the elevator, his nails scratching at the metal.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do anything. Even if his nails were broken, they would only leave shallow white marks and stains from dried blood.

This red button leads to an unknown floor, a floor that only people with level five permissions can access.

Fortunately, Lebius had been there seven years ago. Unfortunately, he knew very well what kind of place it was. If possible, Lebius really hoped that he would never have anything to do with it again in his life.

But he couldn't escape. When he arrived there in the seventh year, he couldn't escape. Lebius would have to return there sooner or later, but there was just one missing reason.

Now, the mystery of Borogo Lazarus has given him a reason to return to hell.

Without thinking any more, Lebius leaned on crutches and pressed the red button. The elevator trembled slightly, the lights flickered on and off, and then it began to move and sink.

Sinking, sinking continuously.

Lebius didn't know exactly how long it had been sinking. The only way to judge the time was the burning note in his hand.

The monitor in the corner has long been dimmed and no longer shows the specific floor. It seems that from the moment the red button is pressed, the "kenshi" banishes the elevator until it continues to sink and touches the bottom.

Touch the unknown foundation hidden in the darkness.

The foundation of the "kenshi".

The trembling of the elevator stopped. Lebius estimated that the sinking lasted for at least several hours. Of course, it could also be that his sense of time was also distorted. In this hellish place, anything is possible.

As for the note in his hand, most of it had burned, leaving only a corner. Lebius held it in his hand. Interestingly, there was no pain from being burned by fire, but it was very cold, as if he was holding it.

A piece of ice crystal that is constantly melting.

Leaning on crutches and walking tiredly, I stepped out of the elevator and found myself in a deep corridor. It was dark all around. Only the elevator behind me and the front of me had a little light.

Lebius walked towards the dim light and found himself in another, even larger space.

"call……"

Lebius took a deep breath and was already prepared, but when he saw this majestic and strange scenery again, he still couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Below him is an endless abyss, with huge neat cliffs running parallel to each other and standing at both ends of the abyss, turning it into a long and narrow gap.

Looking around, the black stone cliffs extend to the end of the line of sight. There is no end, whether from top to bottom, or from left to right.

There are many protrusions similar to words on the surface of the black stone. Lebius cannot understand the words, but he has a premonition that those words are full of anger and hatred, as if they are sealing something.

The location where Lebius is located is a protrusion on the black stone cliff, a standard rectangular protrusion with sharp edges and corners, spotless.

The atmosphere here is solemn and eerie. There is no light source, but Lebius can see everything around him clearly.

Taking a deep breath, Lebius plucked up the courage and raised the hand holding the note. From the gaps between his fingers, gilded light overflowed, like a torch.

He stepped towards the abyss in front of him.

In the thick darkness below, a pair of slender, pale arms, a hundred meters long, stretched out. The surface of the arms was covered with blue raised blood vessels, densely packed, like vines clinging to a dead tree. It lifted

Using a piece of black stone as a step, he steadily caught Lebius' steps.

Stepping forward again, another pair of pale arms lifted the black stone and emerged from the darkness below.
To be continued...