In the secluded hall, Qiao met the gatekeeper No. 7.

Facing the window, there was a long table filled with various delicacies and seasonal fresh fruits.

Many fruits are not native to Medland, Joe can confirm this.

Some fruits, Qiao can even recognize, are specialties from Donglu.

The Weitu family and Donglu have huge trade deals. Occasionally, some fleets will transport some candied fruits from Donglu and return dried fruits. The prices of those candied fruits are extremely high, and there are only a very small number of nobles in Medland, and the local tyrants are able to enjoy them.

These fresh fruits from Donglu...

Not to mention their own value, just say that they are so savory and tender and placed on the table. The cost of transportation and preservation in it... or in other words, the cost of sending them to the Medlands continent in some special way is to imagine how luxurious it is.

The janitor No. 7 sat at one end of the long table.

He held a knife in one hand, a fork in the other, a huge pure gold wine cup in the other, and a red sand fruit in the other.

One bite of meat, one bite of meat, one bite of fruit, the custodian No. 7 had a lot of fun eating it.

It was raining heavily outside the window, and the light of the crystal lamp in the hall shone on the gatekeeper No. 7's gray and wet skin. The light was sucked in by his skin, making him look particularly gloomy and gloomy.

"Joe, I've seen... Seventh Elder." Qiao Xuan saw Qiao walking in and hurriedly waved to him: "You are also a member of Al, Seventh Elder, who is a level 33, janitor!"

Qiao subconsciously widened his eyes.

Level 33, gatekeeper, the highest controller of the Al organization!

This... In Sherlock's mouth, the members of the Al organization after level 30 are basically myths and legends. In Medland, the Al members who Sherlock personally dealt with are the highest level of the "King".

Sherlock was previously chased by the thirty-level ‘waiter’.

However, being chased and killed obviously does not fall into the category of "having been dealt with".

Joe even killed senior members of the "Waiter" level with his own hands.

However, Joe has never seen the existence of the level 30 "Waiter" to the next level. According to Sherlock's feedback, no one in Medland has ever seen the existence of the level 30 or above.

And here...

This old guy with four arms, like a zombie who had just dug out of the coffin and soaked in water...

Qiao strode to the long table, and bowed slightly to the gatekeeper No. 7 with neither humility nor arrogant words: "Elder Seven, do you want to see me?"

Walk from the entrance of the hall to the long table.

The closer Qiao got to the gatekeeper No. 7, the brighter the pair of red eyes became in his mind.

When Qiao stood only ten feet away from Guanjun No. 7 and bowed to Guanjun No. 7, a huge malice roared out of his crimson instinct, almost instantly filling Qiao's soul and body.

Crimson...want...kill the gatekeeper No. 7!

It was the deepest malice that originated from instinct, and Joe could even feel the extreme cruelty and ferocity in this malice!

‘Kill him’… ‘Kill him’… ‘Kill him’… ‘Kill him’………

The crimson instinct roared inside Joe's body.

Every body cell and every body particle of Joe echoed with a crimson instinctive roar.

Extreme evil is like a volcano erupting, exploding and rolling in Joe's soul.

Countless cruel punishments that can be found in the world rolled over Qiao's heart like flowing water.

What are the five horses dismembered, what are the cuts into pieces, what are the oil pan and nail boards, what are the cannon and the snake pits...

Countless cruelest and vicious punishments in the world, some even those that Joe had no idea, appeared in his mind inexplicably.

Crimson's instinct wanted to exert these punishments on the janitor No. 7 in turn, tens of millions of times, tens of millions of times... billions of times!

Joe's body was slightly tense.

He couldn't understand how hatred this was, which allowed Crimson to have such a reaction.

At the same time, Crimson's instinct also controlled Joe's body.

No matter how violent the thoughts came to his mind, his body remained motionless, his expression was not at all abnormal, and even the brilliance in his pupils was just right!

Everything...the performance was perfect.

A hint of astonishment and fear appeared in Qiao's eyes just right.

That was a young man from the country who had never seen the world. He suddenly saw the weird guy with four arms.

At the same time, his facial expressions were also perfectly interpreted.

A young man with a little shock and fear, but with enough family background, and strong enough personal strength and confidence, even if he suddenly sees a weird person with four arms, he will not reveal the same horror and panic as the young man in ordinary people.

Anyway, under the control of Crimson Instinct, Joe was shown in everything…perfect and flawless.

The custodian No. 7 continued to eat and drink, his movements were neither too fast nor too slow, and even the rhythm did not change at all.

He raised his head slightly and muttered vaguely while chewing a piece of tender and juicy steak: "Oh, the little guy has a very good appearance, and he is actually our Al's own person? That's great."

"I have always advocated the orthodoxy of the Al organization. The members who were subsequently absorbed are unreliable... Just like these members who stayed in Medland, oh, what did they do? It was messy and inexplicable, and, according to the information reported, many of them actually had ambitions for Al's supreme control!"

"Although this is a weakness of human nature, I can understand the inevitability of this ambition."

"But, my own children are still reliable."

"Qiao Xuan, this is your grandson, who is considered a descendant of Ayer...I think it's very good."

Qiao Xuan smiled and bowed to the janitor No. 7. He glanced at Qiao and said in a deep voice: "The Seven Elders are entrusted by the Supreme Elders Council of Al, and are fully responsible for dealing with the awakening of the abyss consciousness and the return of the ancient gods..."

Qiao's eyes lit up suddenly. He looked at the janitor No. 7 and asked hurriedly: "Then, Elder, you have a way to stop the current one..."

The janitor No. 7 smiled, and he gently shook the knife and fork in his hand: "Oh, are you talking about the current natural disasters, the gods, and those zombie-scammers that are cheating?"

Shaking his head, the janitor No. 7 said, "Joe, I can feel your anxiety and worry... You have feelings for Medland, you are pitying the people involved... Oh, this is human nature, so-called kindness, mercy, and other qualities attributed to 'virtue'."
Chapter completed!