Chapter 135: Immortals plot, mortals suffer
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Red Rose Manor, in the sun-drenched house.
The butler was asked to go out, and when he heard the door slam shut, Edsakh exhaled slowly, "Trisakirk, heh, you prefer to be called Trissy." I know you're a witch, and the people who helped you buy extraordinary materials didn't succeed, and what you got was provided by me!
"I don't mind if my princess is a 'witch' or a 'witch', I've even seen your wanted notice!"
Triss was stunned for a moment, and then showed a playful smile:
"I know a lot......
"Then do you know that I used to be a man, and my real name is Tris."
ββ¦β¦ What? Edsak's eyes widened and he tilted his head slightly, as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing.
Seeing this, Triss immediately lost her laughter, and leaned forward and backward with such laughter that she was extremely violent, like a madman: "Haha, you heard me right, I used to be a man!" I used to be like you! However, the 'witch' potion forcibly changed my gender! β
"Isn't it disgusting? Is it already goosebumps? β
She vented her long-pent-up words and took two steps forward.
Edsak's instinct stepped back, his throat squirming up and down unconsciously.
"No, it's not...... Are you a real woman...... There are no problems...... I can totally confirm that! β
He first muttered to himself, then raised his voice: "Since I have known you, you are a real woman, what you were like in the past, I don't want to know!" I can act as if nothing like this is happening! What I like isγWhat I love isγYou now! β
Triss was stunned, and raised her hand to wipe away the tears that came out of her laughter just now:
"What a pathetic man you are."
"Don't you understand? It was not a coincidence that we met, even if you liked ......"
She paused in regurgitation and continued: "Even if you like me, it's in someone else's arrangement, don't you think everything is too fast and too fast? I believe in love at first sight, but I don't believe it has so much magic, you act like the protagonist in a third-rate love book, just because you met once, you fall obsessively in love, fall in love with a strange me, forget the goal you once liked, it's crazy! β
Prince Edsak's eyes were straight and his mouth was open, but he didn't speak.
His body shook suddenly, as if he had finally woken up from a long dream.
"You, you're really my type...... But my reaction, really, really, was exaggerated......"
The corners of Triss's mouth turned up, and she sneered sideways:
"Poor man, even liking this kind of thing has been arranged by others, like a puppet with a string."
"Don't you understand? You belong to the object of sacrifice, and I am both a hostage needed for the cooperation between the royal family and the witch sect, and a necessary disguise for deception. β
"I have important items from the Witch Sect, under your strict supervision, they will be destroyed at any time, and they will lose their treasures, this is the sincerity of our cooperation, and once the matter is exposed, and it is known by the three major churches or other factions of the military, then the development of the matter will be very simple, Prince Edsak is greedy for beauty, steals witches, and knows that he is guilty, so he swallows a gun and commits suicide, and then, all problems will be covered up."
"No!" Edsak blurted out.
Then, with a twisted face, he asked, "What are they working with the Witch Sect?" β
"How could a hostage, who could be abandoned at any moment, know?" Triss laughed to herself, "That's all the reason I want to run away." β
She buried her head and chuckled continuously, her body trembling slightly.
After a few seconds, she raised her head again, outlined the corners of her mouth, and said:
"What do you want to do with me? Strip me naked and throw me on the bed? No, you should already have a psychological disorder, actually, I don't mind giving you some warmth now, and it's not a shame for two poor people to comfort each other. β
Prince Edsak, with a round face, looked at Triss in silence for nearly a minute.
Suddenly, he closed his eyes, pointed to the other side, and said:
"You go."
"Get out of that door."
Triss raised her eyebrows in amazement: "You want to let me go?" β
"Hmm." Edsak turned to look out the window and replied slowly, "I'll stop Finkel, and whether or not you can escape the pursuit is up to your own strength and luck." β
Triss's eyes lit up for a few seconds, and she hurried towards the secret door.
Before leaving, she couldn't help but glance back:
"What about you?"
Edsak didn't look sideways, still staring out the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if looking for a shadow of the past.
He smiled and said:
"Me? Let me live in this beautiful story and meet its final end, for better or for worse. β
Triss took a breath, stopped looking, and entered the secret door.
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Within an hour, Crane entered the spirit realm for the second time.
The demigod who curled up his tail flew forward in silence, feathery spots of light falling as the shattered wings swung. The tail of the black flame floated beside Crane's side, and there was no burning breath.
Crane waited patiently for a moment, and suddenly felt a dizziness and exhaustion from the demigod's body. Before he could react, he felt a strong sense of weightlessness, and his body couldn't stop falling, and even rotated.
The red, yellow, white, and black colors around him quickly disintegrated, and Crane fell heavily to the solid ground, his head dizzy and his internal organs tumbling.
The half-snake, half-human spirit landed beside him, and Crane sensed what the other party meant: "The state is unstable, and it will be five minutes before I can move again." β
There's a CD on your spiritual journey...... Crane smiled wryly and got up.
In his sight mixed with a little Venus, everything he saw had returned to normal, on the left was a dark valley with no bottom visible, like the legendary demonic abyss, and on the right was the gray stone wall that kept spreading upward, which seemed to support the whole area.
There is no sun, no clouds, no fog, a little light from the glowing moss that grows in different places, and darkness and depth are the main colors of this "world".
With a brace of his left hand, Crane leaped to his feet, and found that under his feet was a regular road paved with stone slabs, which could accommodate two carriages in parallel, and was by no means a natural formation. The path spirals down at one end, into the dark chasm, and at the other end, it leads to a high place, where domed corridors and halls can be seen within the rock walls.
Crane looked up, but he couldn't see the highest point, and his vision was completely obscured by the gray stone wall.
Suddenly, he had the realization that he had "fallen" into the ground, and was in the wreckage of an ancient civilization.
Is it a different area, or is it still near Beckland? As soon as Crane's mind moved, he heard the sound of the buckle opening, and a door that completely blended into the wall opened in the distance, and a figure walked out of it.
The figure was dressed in a pure black clergyman's robe, and its facial features were like classical sculptures, profound and distinct.
His hair was dark gold, his eyes were dark blue, his nose was high, he wore a soft hat that old men loved, and his sideburns were a little pale in contrast to his middle-aged appearance.
They looked at each other, and the name of the person immediately appeared in Crane's mind:
Ince Zangwill......!
Crane barely controlled his voice, and read the name through gritted teeth.
The demigod swam to his side with a snake tailbone and quietly confronted Ince Zangwill. At this moment, it is very likely that a demigod-level battle will begin, and he will undoubtedly become a demigod's oil bottle. Just as Crane was tense, he felt his trouser leg move, the tip of the demigod's snake tailbone twitching his trouser leg imperceptibly, and then pointed upward.
β pointing to the Azk Bronze Whistle he kept in his pocket.
What he meant...... Let me go first? And summon other spirits on the way to defend themselves? Mr. Azik has more than one demigod under his command? What was the origin of Mr. Azik before, how could an angel have so many demigods......
Sherlock Moriarty...... I didn't expect you to be Cleon Moretti, I knew that there was something strange about your death, did you borrow the corpse to resurrect the soul or come back from the dead? Why do you always have to do bad things for me over and over again! β
Ince Zangwill roared angrily, looking even angrier than the victim. Crane felt a brief darkness and shaky in his vision, and suddenly saw that Ince Zangwill's Gate to the Underworld had appeared on his side, and a huge suction force was heard, only to be forced back by the snake-tailed demigod with black flames.
Almost at the same time, Crane turned around and ran towards the top of the road.
And in this kind of race against time, false modesty and hypocritical words are unnecessary, and they will harm themselves and their companions!
Kick and kick, because there was nothing to ignite underground, Crane could only grit his teeth and run with all his strength.
In the process, he tried to bring the copper whistle to his mouth and blow it, but because it was too bumpy, he couldn't get it out smoothly after touching his pocket several times.
Kicking, kicking, kicking, Crane skirted the cliff and entered a dark corridor with a dome, flanked by mottled murals.
At this moment, he heard a majestic and hoarse voice echoing from where he had been before:
"Teleportation is forbidden here!"
Beside Ince Zangwill, a figure arrived at an unknown moment, floating in the air in defiance of the laws of physics, wearing a gorgeous mask made of gold.
The demigod looked up, traced his gaze to Crane's back, and spoke again: "It is forbidden to summon necromancers here!" β
Ince Zangwill, on the other hand, did not attack Crane again, but glanced strangely around the corner where Crane's figure had disappeared.
He found that the "bad luck" he had given the other party to fall off the cliff and shatter his bones had not taken effect, and not only that, Ince Zangwill's eyes seemed to be hallucinating, and he saw some thin and illusory gray mist.
Without time to think about it, he withdrew his gaze and returned to the half-human, half-snake spirit in front of him.
The other party's form and gold ring are very distinctive, and it is indeed related to the existence of Azk Eggers, with the style of the past Bailang Empire.
The half-human, half-snake spirit quietly stared at the two demigods in front of him, suddenly opened his arms, spread his wings, and raised his head to the sky with a sharp hiss, his body quickly twisted and expanded, his head became round and small, and his whole body was lit with pale flames!
Ince Zangwill and the golden-masked demigod were immediately on the verge of the enemy, and the demigod of the Inquisitor immediately said:
"Mythical creatures are forbidden here!"
But the spirit demigods only stopped for a moment, and the dead creatures certainly don't have to fear madness! He forcibly revealed the incomplete mythical creature form under the law, forcing the royal demigod to change the law to "Look directly at the mythical creature form here, and the negative effect is weakened!" β
He turned into a giant undead feathered serpent hovering in the air, blocking Crane's escape. Feathered Serpent had a skeletal face, its hollow eye sockets swept over the demigods of Ince Zangwill's and the Inquisitor's path, its jaws opened one hundred and eighty degrees, and pale flames erupted from its mouth!
The screams of spirits, the cries of babies, and the harsh laws continue to hedge against each other in the lower levels, and the melee of the three demigods begins directly!
Pedal pedal, squeak...... Crane suddenly braked at high speed, and his spiritual instincts told him that there were people ahead, extraordinary ones, and most likely the guards here!
After thinking for a while, he stretched out his left hand and wiped it on his face, and at the same time, there was a crisp sound in his body, and the whole person was forced to rise by seven or eight centimeters. By the time his left palm left his face, he had turned into a middle-aged man, with dark blonde hair and a tall nose. Zangwill!
Recalling the other man's demeanor and using illusion to modify his clothes, Crane walked briskly, rounding the corner and entering a hall.
There were four guards in dark black armor, all with piercing eyes.
With a calm face, Crane walked over, deliberately lowered his voice, and said solemnly: "Someone has infiltrated here, and I am looking for him."
"Did you find any clues?"
The guard led by the guard first looked at it, then lowered his head and said:
"Mr. Zangwill, there's no movement here."
"Hmm." Crane nodded slightly, walked past them, and left the hall.
Although he seemed calm and composed, when Crane left the level, the back of his palms were covered with sweat.
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The dark chasms of the abyss were filled with an illusory black liquid, and the surface of the water continued to rise, and pale arms stretched out wildly.
The outburst of the spirit demigod caught the two of them off guard, but Ince Zangwill was a little surprised to know that the gap between the demigods was not big, but he was not afraid, because he had a demigod and half-human helper at this time.
What worries him the most is another problem, and the 0-08 that forcibly pushes the story forward may turn against him at any time.
At this time, the corner of his eye swept away, and he was stunned to find that the 0-08 quills had left his pocket at some point, floating in front of the gray rock wall, frantically writing lines of words:
ββ¦β¦ In the heat of battle, there are always all kinds of accidents, such as when Ince Zangwill's belt breaks and his pants fall. β
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The Lady of Despair travelled in a private carriage to a secluded, dirty, disgusting corner of an alley at a predetermined time.
She pulled down her veil to cover her face, and looked up into the air, only to see that the afternoon sun was heavily obscured by clouds and fog, and turned pale and dark.
The yellow mist was not particularly thick, and it floated everywhere in Bakeland, with a slightly choking smell, cold and wet.
It's a pity that we didn't wait for the smog to be at its worst and still...... The accident that happened to Triss, 0-08 suddenly and briefly out of control, the appearance of Azik, and the previous destruction of the ghost of the "Black Emperor" made things bigger and bigger, and became noticeable, and the action could only be advanced to today...... The Desperate Lady looked around, walked out of the alley, and into the street.
Her steps were slow, as if she were wandering in a sea of mist.
Where she passed, the fog was imperceptibly thickened, dyed with a slight iron-black color, and the visible distance was quietly reduced.
As soon as she left the street, a sallow homeless man in an old jacket suddenly coughed so violently that he fell to the ground.
The two paupers, who were close to the homeless, retreated in horror, and immediately clutched their throats and made a hoho-ho-ho sound, as if they had a serious lung disease or bronchitis and were out of breath.
The smog of iron black and yellow descended on the eastern district, on the docklands, on the factory area where the smoke was belching, and continued to spread throughout Beckland.
The various scenes in the distance were "drowned", even the towering bell tower was only a dark shadow, one by one the workers, one after another the poor people had a feeling of discomfort, and the homeless people who struggled to resist the cold and sleepiness around the route of the lady, one after another fell ill and fell, and human life was as fragile as the foam of the pulp washing clothes.
The Lady of Despair had a calm and soft expression, as if she were finishing a work of art.
She walked among the passers-by without abnormality, the corners of her mouth hooked slightly, and she laughed in a low voice:
"The history of the Kingdom of Rune will remember this day:
"The Great Smog of Beckland."
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Maria is arranging streamers and balloons for the New Year at her charity school.
It's a cheap decoration, but it will put the kids in a good mood all day long.
She stood in the empty classroom on the third floor of the teaching building, stepping on the podium, with a pure black box as long as a small arm and as wide as a palm at her feet. After hanging the last streamer, she casually glanced out the window to see the current time on the clock tower, but unexpectedly saw black and yellow smoke billowing in the distance.
Is the factory exceeding? What kind of disgusting thing is this?
Maria couldn't help frowning, looking from a high place, this disgusting and terrifying fog was like a river flowing into the sea, polluting all the gray-white fog around it, and in a blink of an eye, it diffused from a straight line distance of five or six houses to thirty or forty meters in front of the school building.
Mary stood on the podium and watched for a few seconds, her brow furrowing and her spiritual alarm getting louder and louder. She jumped out of the podium reluctantly, used the windowsill as a pedal, and jumped directly from the third floor with a twisted distance!
"Danger! Dangerous! β
The distorted and amplified sound instantly resounded throughout the school, and as the New Year approached, there were only a dozen students left in the school who had nowhere to go, and the teachers and staff had also finished their work for the year, or went home to rest or leave the school to do odd jobs. Maria's yelling alarmed them all, but fortunately, the school had been rehearsing the evacuation drill for the past few days, and the students and the remaining staff subconsciously regarded this time as a drill, skillfully dropping their things and going downstairs to the basement where food was stored.
When they left the classroom, they frowned and fanned their mouths and noses, and the younger ones began to cough violently.
"Why is today's smoke so pungent ......?"
"I'm so uncomfortable...... Ahem......"
"Ahem......"
At this moment, Sean, the "navigator" who had been serving as a doorman, came quickly, and his arrival also brought a refreshing and moist wind, which made everyone feel a lot better. He continued to use spells that summoned the sea breeze as he escorted everyone to the basement.
In just over a hundred meters, cold sweat was already breaking out on Sean's head, and his spirituality had bottomed out.
Maria, who twisted the air to cut off contact with the black and yellow mist, trotted to Sean's side:
"How are you?"
"There's something wrong with the air!" Sean released another Sea Breeze spell and couldn't help coughing a few times, "Someone poisoned?" β
"I don't know. I'm going to find out why, and I'm going to call the leader. β
Even after becoming Sequence 5, the continuous distortion of space and air made Maria feel burdened, she looked at Sean's vain steps and cold sweat, and immediately ordered: "You stay in the basement, they need you to keep renewing the air!" β
Sean was stunned, and then fiercely objected: "I can still hold on!" β
"Stay here!"
"Plan your spiritual use and don't let yourself get out of control!"
Maria raised her voice, distorting Sean's sense of direction, shoved him into the basement, and slammed the door shut, "I'm going to protect your wife and daughter, and you're going to help me keep an eye on the kids!" β
The navigator was just about to speak, but when he heard the last sentence, he stopped rummaging for the key, and he hurriedly put his face to the vent in the door, and shouted to Mary's distant back:
"Miss Maria! My daughter is sick! My wife and daughter are definitely at home now! β
"I'll take care of the kids! You have to help them! Please help them! β
After shouting, he turned his head, closed the vents, wiped the cold sweat off his head, and took on the role of the fresh air system responsible for indoor fresh air circulation. Sean gave a soothing smile to the room full of worried adults and children, beckoning everyone to sit down and form a circle.
"Don't be afraid, this is a joint exercise."
"Look, there's bread, there's vegetables, there's water, we're going to be fine."
"So let's just wait here until the exercise is over, it won't be too long. Come and have a chat with the teachers, okay? β
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Edward Vaughn looked at the sky and said politely to Azik Eggers:
"That's all I know, Mr. Azik, and I'm sure you're up for yourself."
Azik was silent, then she took out her pocket watch, opened it with a snap, and said in a very embarrassed tone, "I have other things, because you have been delayed for five minutes, and I should leave now." β
After saying that, she sank directly into her divine kingdom, "took off" the current container, entered the spirit world, changed into a body used for disguise, erased her occult footprints, and arrived at the Eastern District in ten seconds, where she was when she left.
She smelled the pungent smoke and slowly walked along the road, seeing the humans in the distance fall one after another.
She no longer had any doubts about the manifestation of this man-made disaster - because there was a great plague in Rune's history, so she started the "Patriotic Sanitation Campaign" to build a complete sewer at once. Rune was a victim of that plague, and now he actually took the initiative to reproduce that disaster, bringing poison and plague with his own hands, and the way of self-destruction of mankind has always been a ring.
Other than that, she didn't feel superfluous.
A figure flashed overhead on the side, flashing from the roof on one side of the street to the other.
The woman with a handkerchief covering her mouth and nose navigated through the black-and-yellow haze, but the haze was far faster than her, so she had to run at the front of the fog, searching for someone else to save.
Five thousand one hundred forty-two ...... Five thousand two hundred and thirty-nine ......
The god of decay watched silently.
The number of casualties is skyrocketing, but if you don't look at the pedestrians who fall down while walking on the side of the street, it's just a number.
TBC
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Six thousand four. It's also a super strong two-in-one.
There are a lot of books to be booked.