Chapter 405: Reversal

"Andre, do you know what happened to most medieval alchemists who used the Philosopher's Stone?"

Thomas looked at Li Mochen: "It was the curse of the dead multitudes. They manipulated and used the power of human souls, and were naturally devoured by it. The same goes for the 'War Angel's Heart.' However, after thousands of years of erosion, the curse within has been weakened. But even so, it's not something ordinary people can bear. Your parents realized their failure, so before their minds lost control, they burned their bodies and souls."

Li Mochen felt his emotions about to explode. While calming himself, he looked thoughtfully at the blood tumor on Thomas's chest: "Then what about that thing on your chest? A remnant from my parents?"

"Before he died, he implanted a fragment of the 'War Angel's Heart' into my heart, but I still haven't been able to control it."

Thomas explained: "Before this, I was just a Level 17 Magic Hunter. But after this, my strength rivals that of a Legend, and I also took on the兼职 of Magic Swordsman. Yet even so, I still can't absorb this fragment, and recently there have been some signs of rejection. I guess I'll need to take on another magic profession soon."

"So Roberte Yvonne is also a user of the 'War Angel's Heart,' right? You're worried that if I go over, she might, under pressure from all sides, follow in my parents' footsteps?"

"That is indeed a concern."

Thomas nodded: "Roberte Yvonne was severely injured and nearly died shortly after they explored the Mayan City of the Gods. Your parents hid her during their escape and used one of the three 'War Angel's Hearts' on her. By the time Roberte woke up, your parents were already dead."

At this point, Li Mochen closed his eyes, adjusting his breathing and organizing his thoughts.

The information Thomas revealed had a tremendous impact on his mind. Within these ten minutes, his divine soul had been in a state of intense fluctuation.

But when Li Mochen began to sort out his emotions and looked inward at his divine soul, he found that his fusion with the original owner had deepened further. Previously, it was only at forty-seven percent, but now it was over sixty percent.

Li Mochen knew this was because, after learning the truth of Li Chunchu's death, some of the original Li Mochen's obsessions had begun to dissipate. Yet he shook his head inwardly, thinking what a naive youth this was, so easily trusting this 'Uncle White'?

Without a word, he visualized the celestial star map in his mind and activated the 'Zhou Tian Shen Ji Xuan Shu Suo Xing Secret Art,' divining each of White Thomas's words and sentences one by one. He used the power of merit, leaving nothing unchecked.

As time passed, Li Mochen's gaze toward the man grew complex.

"Mr. Thomas, is there anything else you haven't told me? Like relics or letters?"

"No."

Thomas pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "As for relics, he left many things for you in a Swiss bank, but you've already retrieved them, haven't you? The situation at the time made it impossible to leave a letter, and I've told you everything I know. EM~ There are also a few high-level government officials who could be considered the murderers who drove your parents to death, but even if you knew now, there's nothing you could do—"

But the next moment, he saw Li Mochen suddenly draw a gun and aim it at him. At the same time, a light gate appeared behind him, and a powerful aura, undoubtedly surpassing Legend, locked onto him firmly.

Not only was Thomas stunned, but Hailuoer, who had been listening quietly, was also astonished.

"You're lying to me, Thomas."

Li Mochen's gaze was cold as ice: "You arrived at my parents' side in the last 24 hours before their death. It wasn't to help them, was it?"

When he divined the three phrases—'your father's close friend,' 'his most loyal subordinate before and after death,' and 'executor of the will'—only the last one was confirmed.

So this man was indeed the executor of Li Chunchu's will, but by no means his close friend or 'loyal' subordinate.

Come to think of it, he had found it strange before. If what this man said was true, that Li Chunchu at that time had the strength of a demigod, then what use was a mere Level 17 Magic Hunter arriving at his parents' side?

"I guess your loyalty to my father isn't due to your friendship, but because of that thing on your chest? Or perhaps a Styx contract?"

White Thomas's face turned pale and then flushed, a look of confusion in his eyes. He didn't know where he had slipped up.

Or perhaps the young man before him had another source of information and had long known the truth of Li Chunchu's death?

"Have you thought it through, Mr. Thomas?"

A dangerous glint flashed in Li Mochen's eyes: "I guess you made a contract with my father, which must include a clause of loyalty to me. So now, are you ready to break the oath? Or have you found some treasure that allows you to bypass the oath and avoid punishment? But I imagine the consequences of breaking the oath must be terrible, far more than just death?"

White Thomas gritted his teeth, knowing he had no choice: "It's partly due to the soul contract, and partly because of this 'War Angel's Heart' fragment in my chest. Your father spent eight years studying Mayan civilization and used this fragment to place a special Mayan curse mark on me. But Andre, I bore no ill will toward your father at the time. I was just following orders, wanting to know what he had experienced, what happened inside the Mayan City of the Gods, and what they were fighting over."

Li Mochen continued his divination and then acknowledged the man's words.

"Now I ask, you answer, Mr. Thomas. Your identity—are you a member of the CIA?"

The middle-aged man opposite remained silent, but Li Mochen had already deduced the answer.

"Then who is behind you? Or tell me your superior."

White Thomas still remained silent, but Li Mochen did not press further. He knew it would be difficult to force this man to reveal his true employer.

"You haven't handed over all of my parents' inheritance to me, have you?"

When he divined the phrase 'No,' the answer was negative!

White Thomas silently placed several items before Li Mochen. Two of them shone with the radiance of holy artifacts.

"Your parents carried many things with them. I kept them safe."

Li Mochen didn't look closely; his gaze remained icy as he stared at White: "You didn't tell the truth about my parents' death, did you? They did indeed die by self-immolation, but it wasn't just that."

White Thomas suspected that the young man before him possessed a powerful mind-reading ability. He again took two blood-red crystals from the magic pouch at his waist and placed them before Li Mochen.

"These can be considered your parents' remains. They used the power of self-immolation to kill a demigod, and all that was left were these two blood crystals."