Without a shimmering gray mist, Crane sat quietly at the top of the mottled table, like a stone statue that had existed here for hundreds of millennia.

He felt a sense of horror from the bottom of his heart at what he had just discovered, only to feel a chill rush out of the back of his head and spread throughout his body, causing a shiver that was not obvious but real.

It's like watching a familiar friend become a stranger in a short period of time, behave unusually, and seem to be impersonated.

Of course, there is a clearer and more intuitive metaphor in this regard, which is that Leonard Mitchell suddenly pulled out a monocle and put it on when he came to visit Klein to discuss the matter of Parles Zoroaster.

Could it be that after the emperor ascended to the red moon, he was unconsciously infected, and he was unaware of it, and he usually behaved without any abnormality, only when he recalled the past through his diary, dissected his heart, and talked to himself, did certain and inconspicuous signs emerge? Or, this is Adam's hypnosis? But at this time, Russell is at least sequence 1...... Klein couldn't help but look down at himself, assuming that there was another guy in his body that he didn't know, who was completely unknown, and who couldn't be called a "human".

It's the ultimate horror...... Klein took a slow breath and forced himself to return his attention to the journals of Russell the Great.

Soon, he found something worth perusing again:

"On July 28, I attended another meeting of that ancient secret organization.

"From the small talk of the members, I noticed a problem:

"Is it because I was promoted so quickly that my experience is relatively thin, and there are many things I have never heard of?

"Just like they mentioned the pollution from the starry sky and the underground, I only learned about them for the first time today!

"Hehe, I don't know how many of them are Him, except for a very few members, most of them don't like to let others know what level they are currently in.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to communicate with others, I whispered to Mr. Hermes next to me, hoping to learn more about the starry sky and the pollution underground.

"Hermes told me that this is not knowledge that I have access to at my current level, and that just knowing it itself will pollute me!

"What could it be?

"The old gentleman later told me that the pollution from the ground could be ignored because it would naturally subside over time, and that in the distant past, when the Old Gods were active, powerful creatures tried to solve the problem once and for all, only to make things more troublesome and cause great damage, and later, they abandoned their intention to directly influence and sealed and guarded instead.

"Since then, although there are still occasional accidents, the overall situation has become stable, and today, even if there is no seal and no one is guarded, as long as no one approaches and tries to go deeper, there will be no pollution.

"This is a bit of a surprise to me, and it doesn't seem like the protagonist of my time is needed to solve this problem.

Old Mr. Hermes mentioned the starry sky again, saying that the situation there was more complicated, more interesting, and more dangerous than I had imagined, and he said that even the angels in Sequence 2 and Sequence 1 did not have enough knowledge of the starry sky, but only had a general understanding, and did not know that there were many, many other things besides danger, and if it were not for the fact that he once knew an being who was good at roaming the starry sky, and knew a lot of things from the other party, he would not have been able to say that he appeared in these words.

Curious, but not expectant, I asked who the starry roaming being was.

"Old Mr. Hermes did not hide it, and said that it was Mr. 'Gate' Bethel Abraham.

"Mr. 'Gate'...... I pretended not to understand anything, and asked the person in a very casual tone.

Hermes didn't answer directly, but only said that in the Quaternary Age, even angels and demigods called him by his name in private, and everyone was accustomed to using the title, except for the gods such as night, storm, and earth, only a few such as Mr. 'Gate'.

"In this way...... Mr. 'Gate' is really not low. ”

Does the pollution from the earth naturally subside over time?, says "Magic Mirror" Arodes, the gray fog makes it feel a lot like something underground...... It wants me to return to the throne before exploring the underground, and Luca Brewster affirms that the higher the sequence, the greater the danger posed by what is underground...... Klein's fingers tapped the edge of the long mottled table, his confusion growing over what was going on underground.

Fortunately, Hermes's description, the state of the abandoned castle, and the attitude of the "Goddess of the Night" all seem to suggest that the pollution from the ground does naturally subside, and that leaving it alone is the best way to deal with it.

Whew, then put aside your worries about the underground for a while...... Hermes's words and the bronze gate in the depths of the "City of Miracles" Levihid confirm each other, and the "dragon of fantasy" Angelweed really tried to solve the problems underground, but left only fear and shadows...... At the moment, it seems that the biggest possibility of the end comes from the starry sky, and my current sequence is not even qualified to understand...... With a lot of thoughts, Klein continued to flip through the diary in his hand with a little embarrassment.

After reading a few pages in a row, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he locked on one of them:

"December 31 is the end of the year, and it's the perfect day to make a decision and start a new story.

"I've already figured out where to build the eight secret mausoleums, but I don't know the last one yet.

"It has to be more secluded than the previous eight, or it loses its meaning.

"After a long thought, I thought of a place, and that was the nameless island where Grimm was buried.

"Of course, the abyss is also an option, but in the area I can enter at the moment, I can't find a living demon, so I can't domesticate them, let them become my people, and help me build a mausoleum, and ordinary humans can't survive there at all, and even powerful extraordinary people can't fight against the erosion contained in the abyss itself.

"Anyway, the living conditions of that nameless island seem to be good at the moment.

"Oh, the 'Prince of the Killing Order' of the Quaternary Age has a very narrow understanding of the people, and the 'Emperor' rules over not only humans and humanoid creatures, but all living beings should be my subjects!

"And there are many extraordinary creatures on that nameless island who have not been intelligent for a long time, and they have long believed in me and followed me, and I could have driven them to build a secret mausoleum.

"As I wrote this, I suddenly remembered that experience, because I dreamed of Green, I took Edwards and Benjamin back to this nameless island, and found that those extraordinary creatures coexisted in harmony, gathered together, and performed rituals, and the dead Green was among them.

"I was really scared, I felt the fear I hadn't felt in a long time, and it all seemed so weird.

"That time, William died, Polley died, only Edwards and Benjamin survived, and if it weren't for the fact that I had become strong and took charge of the '0' level seal, everyone would have been buried.

"The power that affects the extraordinary creatures of that nameless island comes from the starry sky, and those who die from that pollution will return to their source after death.

"Luckily, the power from the stars can only be projected into the real world, and I finally solved the problem and made that nameless island my secret base.

"Now, it's time for it to do its job!"

After reading this diary, Klein was not happy that he guessed where the last mausoleum of Russell the Great was, but frowned slightly.

On the one hand, the pollution from the starry sky really appeared in his "face", and on the other hand, because the nameless island was not so secretive, in addition to the Emperor, it was obvious that the two survivors, Edwards and Benjamin, knew about it, and it did not meet Russell's requirements.

Is it that before this, Edwards and Benjamin have died normally and will not divulge secrets, or does Russell plan to let these two subordinates stay on the island forever after the mausoleum is successfully built, and solve the psychic problem? Of course, if Rosell has the corresponding seals or extraordinary abilities, he can also make Edwards and Benjamin completely lose that memory...... Crane was silent for a moment, then flipped through his journal again, looking for the coordinates of the nameless island.

However, he didn't see anything on the last page, but there was a diary entry that vaguely illustrated some of Russell's thoughts in his last years:

"On December 27, I've been fidgeting lately because I'm completely unsure of what's next.

"I'm no longer hungry for help, and I'm happy that they're neutral.

"I put myself in the most dangerous situation, which was both an active act and a choice without a choice.

"I'm sometimes confused as to why I've come to where I'm now.

"Am I too extreme, or is it all there is to it?

"No, at this juncture, there can be no more confusion, this has no meaning except to affect my mentality and make the already small hope even more dim.

"If you have come here, you can only go on, and if you succeed, the sun is shining naturally.

"Hehe, all my hopes are placed on one sentence:

"Death and life!"

In this way, the Great Emperor really chose the method of dying first and then resurrecting in order to get rid of madness and pollution...... It's crazy, like playing a game of "Russian roulette" with six bullets stuffed in the hope of a dumb fire...... It is impossible for someone who is not like to go to extremes and is good at whimsical to consider the feasibility of this aspect...... Perhaps it was precisely because the enemies couldn't guess that the emperor had such a glimmer of vitality...... Crane leaned back in his chair and sat in silence in the old palace for a while.

It wasn't until his divergent thoughts slowly retracted that he thought about how to find the nameless island:

"I remember that Benjamin, who had been to the nameless island, seemed to be from the Abrahams, which can be asked by Miss 'The Magician'...... Well, I'm going to meet her next, and I don't need to let the 'fool' convey it......

"The descendants of Edwards, William, Polley, and others let the 'mysterious queen' ask, it's more appropriate......"

With a definite idea, Crane looked around, sighed, and disappeared above the gray mist.

PS: I recommend a book, "Men Are Children", a work that reflects the growth of young boys and big boys into mature men from a male perspective.