Chapter 12: Waves
"Elder, is there going to be a big mess? What are we going to do? Holding the paper in his hand, the emir swallowed.
Anion on the recliner didn't care: "It's my business, it's been 12 years since the wave period, those bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods are all ready to move, let the Church of Light do it!"
Didn't they just press the Demon back a few years ago? That kid Gonzalez, who almost pinned Miro to the wall, is really terrifying. โ
The emir was puzzled: "Then what are we doing with the Nature School?" โ
yawned lazily, and Anion's eyes narrowed: "Of course it's to watch the show." โ
"Watching a play?!" The emir was confused, he didn't know what the elder was thinking.
Anion smiled and said: "Since the emergence of the Steam Alliance, the balance has been broken, tradition and modernity, science and mystery, and now the world is already at a point in time for change.
Amir, it's time for you to see this ever-changing world, and when the pace of transformation of the world accelerates, and everywhere industrial products replace natural creations, will the people living in high-rise buildings still be the same as they were in the idyllic era, I don't know the answer.
Our ancestors spent millions of years adapting to nature, and now, in just a few hundred years, we are adapting to the new world. โ
He covered his head, his voice still calm: "All things have animism, it has never meant that everything has consciousness, more than 3,000 years ago, the appearance of psionic energy completely changed the world, and this power is almost everywhere.
We have spent so many years summing up a set of systems for the evolution of life, and gradually touched the scenery that cannot be seen by the ordinary, and now, the evolution of civilization has also unfolded vigorously, and the school of nature must also keep pace with the times......"
The next day, as dawn broke, Wren woke up from his comfy bed, pushed open the blinds, and let the breeze blow away the misty sleepiness.
Stretching his waist and yawning, I have to admit that the place where the rich live is different.
He pushed open the bedroom door and was about to go to wash, just as he happened to bump into Catherine who was coming down from the stairs.
"Ahh
Catherine let out a scream and ran upstairs in a panic, accustomed to taking a shower downstairs in the morning, and she forgot that there was someone living downstairs now.
She was dressed too coolly, only a bra and panties, and her smooth and white skin was all exposed.
Wren shrugged his shoulders you own benefits don t look at it in vain anyway he didn t go upstairs to peep yanagi hui is only at this level.
After entering the bathroom, I took out a bottle of milk and a piece of soft white bread from the cold box (which contained ice and soil), ate breakfast, and thought about the future.
The residence is solved, there is no problem to go to Bushen University to take classes, show the white hunter license and pay the tuition, it is easy to enroll, after all, the elite (second-order) transcendent can graduate directly, not to mention that he has actually reached the third order, and it is enough to be a martial arts instructor.
Transcendents at the expert level (third order) can gain enough respect wherever they go, while master level (fourth order) can already be regarded as a big shot.
After Wren finished breakfast, Catherine, who was dressed, went downstairs, scratched Wren fiercely, and hastily finished breakfast, and the two first went to the residence of the Red Witch on Billy Street in the east of the city.
Some potions and alchemy items were found from it, and the two divided them equally, but there was nothing particularly precious, after all, Claire had been a housewife for three years, and she had long since broken off contact with the dark world.
The two then went to the witcher's branch, handed over the task, and told the old goat about the situation.
The old man was very shocked, stroked his glasses, and stared at Catherine: "I said why did you suddenly ask me to buy the Starlight Array, this matter actually involves the Red Witch!"
Back then, she killed the son of a cardinal of the Church of Light, slapped the gods in the face, caused a big sensation, and was chased and killed by Michelle for a few months, but she didn't expect to die at the hands of the two of you! It's shit luck! โ
The old goat was very excited, it was nothing for ordinary people to take out the first-order entry-level transcendents with their bare hands with guns and sharp weapons, it had happened many times, and it was not impossible for the first-order transcendents to have superior weapons and numbers or sneak attacks to kill the second-order transcendentals.
But it will be rare for the second-order to kill the third-order, the third-order transcendent can be out of the body, cut out the sword qi sword, and maintain the lethality in the range of about 5 meters to 20 meters, and it is difficult to be killed by the low-level transcendent under normal circumstances.
As for the third-order killing the fourth-order, under normal circumstances, it is completely nonsense, the fourth-order has been able to materialize psionic energy, and it can fly short and medium distances.
If the Red Witch was at her peak, thousands of black-and-red chains as hard as steel swept across, and she could form an army of one person, and those ordinary armies might not be able to defeat even if hundreds of people were armed with demon hunting guns!
"You're going to be famous, it's big news, and the church is no longer looking for the Red Witch, but you can still go and get the reward, and trust the cardinal church to pay for it.
Of course, if you want to keep a low profile, the follow-up of this matter can be handled by the association, and your merits and rewards will not be small. The old goat laughed, this matter was also a little good for him, after all, Claire's status in the Dark Council was comparable to that of the Dark Marquis (Fourth Order)!
This mission is only level 2 in theory, but the actual situation is very complicated, Wren and Catherine have their own plans, and they don't want to make a name for themselves now, so they leave the follow-up to the association.
After that, Wren went to work at Baker's Bar and left for at least a month, while Catherine left for the Gnosman Empire.
A week later, the Church of Light announced that Claire, the Red Witch, had been killed by Michelle the "Sword of the White", and the Church had successfully saved face.
As for what PY transactions were made by the Witcher Guild and the Church, it is not known.
In the end, Catherine and Wren each received three vials of the Natural Fountain and 1,000 gold coins (one from Joseph and most from the cardinal).
This incident also stimulated the dark world, and now the demons are having a bad time, and they finally wake up from a long slumber and find that times have changed.
As soon as the mid- and low-level demons emerged, they were blinded by the Force guns of the Steam Alliance.
On the contrary, the high-level demon descendants are more cautious, not too ostentatious, and hide more deeply.
However, there are exceptions, such as Mirรณ, the Prince of Darkness, who held a massive blood sacrifice as soon as he woke up in an attempt to quickly regain his full strength, but as a result, he was almost crucified to the wall by Gonzalez, the head of the Templar Order, and fled in panic, and now he doesn't know where to hide and lick his wounds.
To the west of Bushen City, there is an abandoned medieval castle, where the dusty murals can vaguely show the glory of the past.
There was even a church or chapel built inside, and today, some visitors come to the abandoned castle.
In the fortress, there is a very large hall, which functions as both a living room and a dining room, and is the main room in the fortress.
In the hall, a new long, wide wooden board was placed as a dining table, on which were placed beautiful glass goblets, which were already filled with bright red liquid!
One by one, guests in black masks sat down one after another, and the dark aura filled the hall like a tide, and the smell of blood mixed with it, and the atmosphere was very oppressive.
A cloud of black gas swirled and diffused, and on the main seat, a figure wearing a black trench coat and long silver hair slowly emerged.
The visitor was wearing a dark golden mask, and as soon as he appeared, all the spiritual energy in the air went berserk, and the terrifying aura at the top of the food chain spread like a wave, and even the light seemed to be swallowed up, and the vision suddenly dimmed a lot.
Dozens of beings on both sides of the long table put their right hands on their hearts, and all of them bowed down and shouted, "Welcome Lord Alves!" โ
The voice of the Dark Grand Duke Alves Sidi Abruscato was deep and magnetic: "You don't have to be polite, please take a seat!" โ
Hearing this, everyone took their seats, and Alves said slowly: "This high-level dark meeting is presided over by me, do you have any objections?" โ
Everyone was silent, and the Grand Duke nodded and began the agenda.