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"What's going on with the Spirit Order lately?"

Richard put down the report in his hand, sat down on the wooden boxes stacked in the small square, and asked the cold-faced man sitting next to him.

"Her Majesty is preparing a raid with the goal of retaking the nearest town to the capital." Garland De, the person in charge of Sequence 5 of the Reaper's Pathway, replied with a blank face, "Her Majesty wants to buy some more guns, weapons and ammunition in large quantities, and if there are magical items or body armor and the like, just come and negotiate the price, everything is negotiable." ”

"Does she want to buy in large quantities? It seems that Shia Eggers has been doing well lately......"

Richard pondered his inventory and the current situation. However, since it is close to the capital of Byron, it should have a certain strategic position, right? I remember my teacher saying that it is not a good choice to attack the armed towns directly, and the correct way should be to unite the surrounding towns and small cities first, so as to obtain cover and supplies, and achieve the goal of isolating the armed cities...... Alas, the "Pale Empress" is still unwilling to learn the new strategy, and still chooses the simplest and most brutal attack, and the strong are often confident in strength.

But even if she can defeat it, it will cost a lot of money to attack and defend the city, but with the influence of her Eggers family on Byron, it is very likely that the surrounding towns will spontaneously support her.

No matter how bad Bairon is, there is still this pale empress, the Spirit Order still has the right to speak, and it is a well-known underground force in the Northern Continent, and it was still the Church of the Death more than ten years ago. On the other hand, the highland kingdoms that fell and destroyed directly in the offensive of the northern continent countries, they were really much better. The once Church of the Bound God is now a secretive organization that is content with the status quo. Most of the High Kingdom rebels had no choice but to cooperate with the indulgents of S'ea, and they are still working tirelessly to recover their homeland...... I'm really useless, my influence is so bad.

"Chief, he would prefer you to address her as Her Majesty." Garland De's voice was cold, "But it's your freedom. ”

"I don't have a good feeling for any royal family, and I'm not the people of Byran, I'm not the Extraordinary of the Grim Reaper's path, and she knows that."

"Also, don't be so serious, you can also not call her Your Majesty. You've already jumped ship, and Thea Eggers won't mind this little problem, it's just an extreme deterrent to the lower levels from the high sequence of your path. Richard didn't care, and smiled, "I remember that Trainor wrote to me a few days ago and successfully developed a new type of firearm, if Thea Eggers is not in a hurry, let her wait for a while, maybe there will be some surprises." ”

“…… His Excellency the Sage? ”

"Yes, he also said that it is very likely that a person fled to the sea during this time of the year, and was held hostage by the followers of the Primordial Moon, who might have asked you for help. If you ask for help, you save him and settle down with fake identification. Haha, maybe it will be our first "craftsman"! ”

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The gloomy underground church has recently been renovated, and the faithful can work as painters and carvers to renovate the church with fanaticism. These include, but are not limited to, excerpts from sacred texts of the Creator's majesty, copies of precious proverbs and precepts, painting magnificent murals, carving into statues of gods, and carvings in stone for worship.

In addition, several pieces of glass were added to the underground church, and an additional skylight was opened, so that the sunlight before 12 o'clock could shine through the skylight and accurately shine on the gold and crystal-encrusted light wheel behind the head of the Creator on the fresco in front of it. Increasing investment in the arts, slowly smearing the dark underground churches with the splendor of the sun god of ancient times.

From time to time, the Dark Sage came to check on the progress of the work, and sighed for a long time at the mural and the giant cross that was still being carved.

If only His Excellency the Black Sage could see all this...... He thought silently. Unlike himself, who only became a saint hundreds of years ago, Leomaste, the Black Sage, once lived in the legendary kingdom of heaven, bathed in the light of the one creator, the ancient sun god. He has also witnessed the betrayal of the gods, the light of the sun being swallowed up by shadows, and even because he is too separated, his schizophrenia symptoms become more and more severe.

Leomaste was probably adrift on the path leading to the sanctuary at the moment, and if he could see the sun's light fall back on the earth, perhaps the schizophrenia would have been cured.

The Lord's oracle asks us to move forward as soon as possible, and it seems that the Lord also wants to return to heaven as soon as possible and become the sun to lead us again.

The Dark Sage didn't stay long, and left with relief after confirming that the work was progressing more than the limit every day. As soon as he went out on his front foot, Mr. A walked into the fortified church with various tools and a few buckets of high-grade paint. He put the paint down and saw an additional request for a commission on the notice board in the fenced prayer area.

Mr. A kept himself from looking at the top of the contribution rankings, and he hated Mr. Z at the top of the list and himself who was only a little bit close to being subservient. However, Z is now on leave from work and working from home, and Mr. A does not have to look at his smug face every day.

He grinded his back molars and approached the notice board with a hideous expression to see if there was any merit for the new commission.

Mr. Z felt that the reward for starting at 500 pounds was very considerable, so he did not choose to arrange manpower, but directly posted it on the notice board and waited for someone to take it himself, and attached a danger level: "Caping has an official background, and it is very likely that more than one lawyer is hiding in his home." Both concealment and combat must be of excellent quality before they can be taken. After watching it for two seconds, Mr. A calmed down, rubbed his chin and began to think.

This task is not very difficult, I can directly catch a Kapin person, hide in his body, let him walk around the house, and the route map will naturally be in hand. But the authority of ordinary minions is not enough, I probably have to catch at least an extraordinary person, and this commission is difficult here......

He thought about it and couldn't help but glance at the rankings again.

Mr. A was furious and tore off the commission: "I'll take it!"

"No need for help! I can do it alone! ”

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"Maria's commission will put me in danger."

"Maria's commission will put me in danger."

……

Hanging the crystal, repeated seven times, in the gray fog world, Crane closes his eyes and sees some pictures of the lake in his dream. When I opened my eyes a moment later, I saw citrine turning counterclockwise with a medium amplitude, neither fast nor slow. This means that there is some danger in this matter, but it is not huge.

"There is a good chance that there is more than one extraordinary person in Kapin's mansion, and the perimeter is heavily defended, and this level of danger is normal."

"There was a battle in the picture just now, but there was no obvious spiritual warning, which proved that this was a battle that I could handle smoothly."

Crane pondered for a few seconds: "I can accept this commission. When the tarot meeting is over, I'll write to Miss Maria. ”

Soon, at three o'clock, the striking of the wall clock was still echoing, and Audrey had appeared in the majestic palace and on the side of the ancient long table in the crimson illusory light.

She smiled and stood up to salute the Mokami. After receiving a gentle bow, she greeted the other colleagues separately, and keenly noticed that "Sun" seemed a little uneasy.

"What are you worried about?" Audrey asked.

This made Crane, who also saw that the state of the little "sun" was wrong, without having to speak for himself.

"Sun" Derick did not hide it, and immediately told the whole story of his successful "pretending to be sick" and being sent to the bottom of the round tower for isolation and treatment. As he spoke, he suddenly remembered what his current chat partner, the former exploration team leader who was imprisoned next door, and blurted out, "Have you heard of this person, Amon?" ”

Amon? Crane immediately thought of something.

He had learned from his angelic predecessors that it was a supposedly annoying and nasty "thief" who passed through the king of angels. But he didn't rush to answer, but set his eyes on the "Hanging Man", he knew very well that this mid-level of the Storm Church also knew "Amon", and maybe knew more details than himself, and similarly, "Just" Audrey also looked at the "Hanging Man", the last time she heard this name, it was from the other party.

"The Hanged Man" Alger frowned and asked in confusion, "In the process of exploring the surrounding area, you in Silver City met a man who called himself Amun?" Or, a similar account was found? ”

"Sun" Derrick nodded seriously: "Yes, forty-two years ago, there was an exploration team in the depths of the darkness that met a man who called himself Amun, and after returning to Silver City, they went crazy one after another, and only one was left, locked at the bottom of the round tower, right next to me. ”

"Perhaps, he is also crazy, it is just a conjecture ......" The "magician" put forward a guess with his rich creative experience.

Alger, the "Hanged Man", glanced at the top of the company, Mr. "Fool", and saw that she was safe, so he boldly said: "Imagination is a possibility, but the name 'Amon' will not be come up without a reason. ”

He looked sideways at the Sun and said, "In the Quaternary Period, well, fifteen hundred years ago in our country, or even more, there was a family with strange powers, they belonged to the Tudor dynasty, and their surname was Amun. Even in that era when there were many high-level powerhouses, the surname of this family was a taboo. ”

"Abraham, Antigonus, Amun, Jacob, and Tamara were the five great families that supported the establishment of the Tudor dynasty, second only to the Blood Emperor. Among them, the Amon family is the most mysterious, leaving the least history, which seems to have been distorted and covered up by some force. ”

"There has been news from the 'King of the Five Seas' Nast that the Amun family are blasphemers, and they hold the secret of stealing the power of the gods!"

Filch? Blasphemy? What kind of stealing is blasphemous?

Crane's mind diverged for a moment, he heard the angel predecessor say that Amon is an angel of the "thief" path, could it be that the thief at the angel level can even steal the power of the gods?

He suddenly became interested in this unfamiliar adjacent pathway, thinking that it might not just be as unattractive as a potion of the lowest order, but that it contained more occult symbolism in it.

"Also, the Amun family claims to be descendants of the ancient sun god."

Derick Berg was fascinated by the fact that there was no ancient sun god within the scope of his mythological knowledge!

Even among the many ancient gods of the mythology of Silver City, the Giant King, the Elf King, the Dragon King, and the Demon Wolf of Destruction...... There is also no obvious deity claiming to be the "sun...... However, in mythology, the all-knowing and all-powerful Lord once embodied the authority of the "sun", is it possible that the Amun family is the descendants of the Lord?

Then why did he leave abruptly after accepting the invitation, leaving the team wiped out, and the sole survivor being watched at the bottom of the tower for forty years? And listening to what Mr. "Hanged Man" said, the Amon family lives outside the Silver City, why did the people in their "world" suddenly appear in the Godforsaken Land, isn't the two sides completely closed, and there is still a road to pass?

Derrick thought about it for a while, and the "Hanged Man", who had long been concerned about the information of the Godforsaken Land, of course, would not let go of the opportunity that the other party took the initiative to bring up, and seized the time to try to find out more information.

However, the exploration captain next door to Derrick also knew nothing about these things, and Delic didn't talk about these things with the other party, and after Alger asked for a while, all the known information obtained could only come to the answer that "Amon is dangerous" and "the captain of the exploration team is also dangerous".

Without the knowledge he wanted, there were no more details about Silver City and Amon.

However, Alger did not feel discouraged, to be able to communicate with such a person from the Godforsaken Lands to communicate with him, Mr. "Fool" is unimaginable, and sooner or later information and knowledge can be obtained.

But for the little "sun" who is not experienced enough, these are all bits and pieces that Derick usually thinks about but does not string together, and at this time he suddenly heard it, and immediately said sincerely:

"Thank you, Mr. 'Hanged Man'!"

"Justice" Audrey resisted the urge to reach out to hide her face, feeling that the "sun" was simply simpler than herself.

Seeing that everyone's curiosity was satisfied, even the gloomy Mr. "World" adjusted his sitting posture slightly, and "Sun" didn't seem to have anything else to ask for help, so she looked sideways at the top of the bronze table and said with a light smile: "Mr. Fool, I apply to communicate alone." ”

Again...... Crane laughed for a while, and said softly:

"Yes."

He immediately shielded the senses of the "Hanged Man", instead of isolating himself from Miss "Justice", mainly because he was worried that other people would be idle and bored, and communicate casually, thus exposing the truth that the "world" is just a repeater.

……

"It's been more than a week since I crossed into this world on February 23, 1143, and I have to write something, pour out something, or I feel like I'm going to go crazy."

"Hehe, I write in Chinese Simplified, no one can read it, the world is all alphabetic characters!"

"I'm Russell Gustav now, but I'll never forget my real name."

"Huang Tao!"

……

After the Tarot party, "The Sun" Derick returns to the real world and replaces himself in the dark and cramped room.

He sat cautiously, wary of the powerful mysterious items in Silver City, and after a few seconds, he didn't notice any unusual changes, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Remembering that Mr. "The Hanged Man" had asked him to speak to the former Exploration Team Leader, Derrick walked over to the corresponding metal wall, flexed his fingers, and knocked on it.

Tuk, tuk.

He completed the code, but no one answered for a long time.

Asleep? Or was he taken to a six-member council? It shouldn't have been too long, right? Deric thought to himself as he looked at the dull metal wall.

At this time, an old and fluttering voice suddenly came from the bed behind him:

"Are you looking for me......"

TBC

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It's been 60 chapters!

Readers of this article, after experiencing my series of anti-routine outputs, may feel a lot of emotion when they see the word "Huang Tao" again.