394

Witnessing the outer gods leave the manor, the True Creator pondered for a moment and called Medici with an oracle.

The leisurely red angel entered the office with half an unfinished cigarette in his hand, and handed one over after coming in:

"Lord, are you looking for me?"

The True Creator almost took it, and considering her present image and majesty, she gestured with her eyes, and Medici placed the cigarette on the desk in front of her.

"Sit."

"Has the Predator Cross begun praying to you?"

Medici moved his chair closer to his desk, took a puff on his cigarette, and rarely spewed it in anyone's face: "It's already started." ”

"Tony Towne is a pioneer fit to be a young man, young but old-fashioned like a knight of the last era, who spreads his hooves and rushes forward as soon as glory and praise are carrots. His own soldiers are also young men who regard war as glory, yearning for heroic sacrifice and fame in history, who in the current hunter path can have a better record than the 'God of War'? It is not difficult to convince them. ”

"Their leader, Gaston Raymond, is a good conspirator, and when Tony Downe and his friends obeyed me, Gaston Raymond immediately pledged his allegiance to me, and she was even a sequence above me at that time. …… Lord, I'm going to teach this self-conceived clever boy a lesson, when will you allow me to go back to Sequence One? ”

The True Creator replied, "Not yet. ”

Her Riddler passivity seemed to have been triggered suddenly, but the real creator endured it for a moment and explained more.

"You can't cope with the mental imprint of that extraordinary trait."

Medici immediately understood: "That thing in Arista is still screaming in the spirit imprint?" ”

"And that's not all."

"The Sequence One trait you have isn't mine either?" Medici pondered for two seconds, "Oh, too, since the Fifth Age, the only person in the hunter path who has ever died at a high level is the Sauron family of Intis, and that trait is Sauron's?" ”

A third of the Red Spirit...... However, it is clear that Medici has a higher percentage of the Red Spirit, which is one in two.

One half of the Medici, while fighting against the common enemy of the Alista Spirit Imprint, it is indeed not easy to separate the mental suppression and Sauron, who are more compatible with his own characteristics.

In terms of dealing with Medici, Sauron and Einhorn, who are old colleagues, are obviously on the same front, maybe if they are not careful, their relationship will become three thirds, and the two can work together to suppress Medici. Even further, Sauron succeeded in replacing Medici's dominance, and Medici was locked up on the right side of his face with only one mouth to leave the country.

In front of the real creator, neither conqueror is present, but Medici clearly feels Sauron's schadenfreude.

She decided to disgust Sauron: "Lord, you don't have to worry about the spiritual imprint, because her ancestors are afraid of Alista to death, maybe the spiritual imprint of the Sauron family in this trait has already self-destructed." ”

Sauron began to greet the eighteenth generation of Arista's ancestors, but the true creator did not answer:

“…… When my power returns to the level of the King of Angels, or Sequence One, I will be able to try to separate you. ”

"I'm back to the demigods now."

Sauron's voice stopped abruptly. Medici's mind was silent.

The malicious smile on Medici's face expanded: "Lord, there is no need to separate them, just destroy them!" The buzzing of two flies is really annoying, I've been listening to it for almost two thousand years, and I don't want to hear it for even a second more. Well, the Red Angel is merciful: what are your two last words? ”

"I'm sorry to hear that." Einhorn said, "I'll try to die with you before that day comes." ”

"Still dreaming, just give it a try."

Medici pursed his lips nonchalantly, trying to press the butt of his cigarette into the left side of his face.

The real creator looked at the red evil spirits bickering, and felt very fresh, and even teased: "I think this is also very interesting, if you can, it is also a good idea to make their spirits into seals." ”

"Forgive me for refusing." Sauron spoke, "Great Creator, I was once a valiant warrior anyway, please grant us the mercy of death for the sake of us being humiliated by the madmen in our lives and suffering after we die!" Instead, she seemed to accept that she would be destroyed without resistance.

Medici said unhappily: "There is no place for you to speak here!" ”

"I'll think about it." The Real Creator and Medici, with one red face and one black face, replied with kindness, "Medici has never had an acquaintance with whom she has been for two thousand years, and she has always spared no effort to choke people." Maybe it's because you're all provocateurs, so your resistance is high. ”

Medici, who had been stabbed in the backstabbing by her master, widened her eyes in astonishment, and then, with a long voice:

"Lord—"

"My Legion—My War Red—"

"Your loyal sword soldiers lack the strength to be loyal to you!"

The unhurried True Creator suddenly showed the same eyes as the urged Furth, and she immediately stopped Medici's continued efforts to increase armaments with funds and personnel, and said solemnly:

"The Iron Cross Society has a War Bishop, a Weather Warlock, and a total of ten subordinates, which is already a considerable living force."

"What's more, there are nearly a hundred low-order and well-trained ordinary soldiers, and the armies and intelligence services of various countries have planted spies, which is the limit of what a relatively neutral organization can do, not to mention you."

"When attacking the dragon's sky city, I had at least one legion of warlocks!"

"Don't talk about the Second Age!"

"So you should be ready from now on!" Mediki, who was clever enough to ask for military expenses, kicked away his chair and stood up, "Lord, your strength has recovered so quickly, maybe those three hateful and cowardly betrayers will soon find out, right?" At that point, we need to face three ...... A combined attack by at least two churches. Lord, be discerning! The big snake is still losing contact now, and even if it comes back, it can't immediately become a reliable angel-level combat force, there are only two angelic guards next to your divine seat, and there are not even enough believers, how can it be considered safe! ”

"The outer gods don't count, the two angels I'm talking about are me and the little ghost surnamed Raymond, that's right, you still have to guard against the outer gods." Medici added.

Well, that makes sense, the True Creator has to admit that the Aurora Society's usable power is comparable to that of a church, and if the Eternal Sun and Storm join forces, they will definitely be stretched thin in a short period of time.

At the same time, if they can't cope with the Church's ranks, their Hunter forces will be exhausted and lose the ability to intervene in the coming war.

Adam's rite of godhood, coupled with the turmoil of these years, how could the true Creator not know what was going to happen!

And the storm and the scorching sun, their own survival is a matter of life and death for them, and they will definitely go all out, and even temporarily put aside their prejudices against each other. But the real creator always felt that this was another reason for the Medici to want to expand their armaments - the high sequence determines the outcome of the battle, and one Medici is enough to overturn countless teams of extraordinary people.

After all, even if you secretly recruit more people abroad in the name of the Predator-Blood Cross, after pulling dozens of hundreds, it will attract the attention of the church. The military strength of the hunters will only change qualitatively after becoming an army or a legion, and dozens of more people are just a drop in the bucket.

The true creator suddenly envied King Rune, who could trade people "in the open" and take nearly 10,000 people captive to build a mausoleum for himself.

If you can really plunder a thousand people at once, then you will achieve a lore.

It only takes a whisper to make them weep bitterly, and from then on they will change their minds and become believers in the true Creator, believing for a second that they have been devout all their lives, and the Medici's War Red Reconstruction is in hand, but unfortunately it is not possible.

About the expansion of the Aurora Society...... It is the smoothest between the grassroots and the lower classes who are in a precarious situation, there is no difference between believing in evil gods and believing in righteous gods, there is no difference between being sacrificed and starving to death, numbness and pain do not change. The middle class can also quickly achieve results through infiltration and acquaintances, but the price is that they cannot stay for a long time, and after developing a group of people, they must change places immediately, otherwise they will be discovered quickly.

No way, normally the mental state of believers in the true Creator is not normal, and they tend to manifest themselves fanatically in their daily lives, and even spit on their original beliefs, which is extremely easy to expose.

The rich class is the most difficult, and those who have a little money will maintain good relations with the Orthodox Church, and the flow of money and faith is highly consistent.

Even if you do need to do business with the Aurora Society, you will try to avoid participating in prayers and ceremonies.

In the old days, organizations that developed in this way were generally referred to as pyramid schemes.

The biggest MLM boss on the dark side of the extraordinary world feels that there is a shortage of manpower, and there is a long way to go, and the volume of the Aurora Club is so large, and its rash expansion will definitely cause suspicion. And once the current self tries to be promoted to angel, the three gods will inevitably have feelings, and they will not be able to hide when the time comes.

Now just promoted to sequence 4, but judging by the efficiency of the transitional forces, it won't be long.

"Medici, my loyal Angel of War, I understand your concerns, I understand your desires."

With a solemn expression, the True Creator took out a document from the drawer with great solemnity and solemnly pushed it in front of Medici:

"This matter is about the increase in the strength of the Aurora Society, and how much of a role the Iron Cross Society can play in the future war that will sweep the Northern Continent. The stakes are high, and you have to be the one who completes it. Medici, now, I leave this task to you. ”

"My sword soldiers, you will conquer the land again!"

Medici didn't expect that the Lord was not delaying but seriously issuing the oracle this time, and after a second of stunnedness, she immediately changed to a serious face, she picked up the documents on the table with both hands, lest the ambition of the world not be chaotic from the time she heard the "war that swept the Northern Continent" burned into a wildfire, finally, finally! Finally the day has come!

The document was only two thin pages, the first of which was a few large words: Confidential Documents.

Medici looked at the True Creator, who nodded solemnly, and Medici flipped to the next page.

"Letter of Appointment"

In order to meet the needs of the business strategy development of the Iron Cross Society under the new situation, with the approval of the decision, it has been decided to make new personnel appointments to the following personnel, which are hereby announced, and the specific appointments are as follows:

The Red Angel was appointed head of the Human Resources Department of the Iron Cross and was responsible for all aspects of the work.

…… Maybe the Lord wants me to hand-pick gifted soldiers? Medici slowly put a question mark.

395

On Sunday evening, Furth, who had been at home for a week without going out, waited left and right, and could not wait for Hugh to return with dinner.

She guessed that Hugh might have been given another impromptu assignment by MI9, so she decided to go out for a walk on her own, get some fresh air, and settle her dinner at a nearby restaurant.

Some time ago, when she asked Hugh to run errands for MI9, she would go to King's Road to walk around and take a look at every house, and an uninformed person like Hugh should not attract attention. As a result, she learns that Villa 5 is vacant and that Mr. Edward Vaughn appears to have moved out.

Hugh was a little strange when he mentioned the news, but he didn't take it to heart, after all, they had only met once. And that's a great thing for Forth – she probably doesn't have to worry about being approached by someone else.

Furth's heart finally landed: That's right, I'm just a little person!

It could also be a very bad thing - Mr. Edward's departure from Beckland so abruptly, and the timing was very clever around the time of the Great Smog, if not for a holiday...... With Mr. Fool's piece of information, it was hard not to think so.

Forget it, no matter what, the matter is over, if the other party is really a big man, he won't take me, a little ant, in his eyes, and if he wants to kill all the people involved in order to hide his identity, it will be too troublesome...... Foirth put on his coat and boots, put on his scarf, and prepared to go outside.

After the big smog, the country did increase the progress of environmental protection and promote anthracite, and many small companies producing anthracite immediately ushered in a large number of orders, and even the stocks in the environmental protection materials industry took off in a straight line.

This brings a more intuitive benefit, that is, the recent smog is indeed less, and the city can already see the occasional blue sky, white clouds and stars.

Therefore, Foirth is also willing to go out for a walk and breathe in the much cleaner air.

Leave the apartment where you live, close the door and go down the stairs. Walking out of the townhouse, Forth saw a man standing sideways by a telephone pole on the opposite side of the street, flipping through a thick book. She instinctively wanted to look at the title of the book, but she didn't want the man to keenly raise his head and look directly at her.

The four eyes met for a moment, and Forth suddenly saw the other man's face clearly—dark brown hair, black eyes, tortoiseshell glasses, and beard—Edward Vaughn! Her heart almost stopped, and she almost panicked to turn and run, but her body couldn't move.

Seeing her appearance, a playful smile appeared on the other party's originally expressionless face, and across the street four or five meters away, she clearly heard the other party's words appear directly in her mind:

"Miss Furth, why are you so afraid?"

"Did he tell you who I am?"

He? Why "he"? Mr. "Fool" should obviously ...... "her".

Immediately afterward, Furth's mind suddenly went blank, she felt her thoughts stagnate, her spirit was in a trance, and after a few seconds of stunned, she suddenly smiled, and greeted the man familiarly:

"Long time no see, Mr. Winter."

"How is your clinic doing?"

The outer god who had successfully "become" a real person in the memory of the other party also smiled, and took the initiative to walk down the sidewalk from across the street, and according to the habit of that soul, he first wiped the palm of his right hand with his left hand, and then stretched out his hand and shook hands with Foirth through thick gloves:

"Long time no see, Miss Wall."

"I've sold my clinic and switched to a timber business. Business in Hals is doing quite well, come to Beckland today to buy. It's such a coincidence that I was able to run into you. ”

Hearing this, Fluth was a little surprised: "You are a top student in medical school, and now you actually choose to do business?" ”

Winter laughed, "Try something new." ”

As she spoke, she asked in a very seductive tone, "Miss Wall, would you like to have dinner together and have a chat?" ”

Firth had come out for dinner, and the offer was not met with subconscious resistance, and she hesitated for a few seconds before agreeing:

"I'm sorry."

So the two walked side by side to the nearest restaurant, and after each ordered, "Winter" naturally helped to pay, and Furth was a step slower, but promised to come for a treat the next time they met.

"Let's talk, Miss Folth." Said the King of Decay.

"Your meeting is still going on every Monday afternoon at three o'clock, right?"

Naturally, Furth replied, "Yes, it's still on." Foolish ......"

"Don't tell me the details, what did you talk about at the last week's meeting?"

Never thought anything was out of the ordinary, the deal was done, and she wholeheartedly believed that "Mr. Winter was a good friend she hadn't seen for a long time" and that "the Tarot Society didn't need to keep this friend a complete secret". So she quickly sorted out the important information and briefly said:

"The 'sun' got out of the mysterious cycle, and he said it had something to do with the 'angel of destiny.'"

Ulorius? The "sun" met Ulorius and got rid of each other? But isn't Urorius ...... the "sun", as literally said, a hidden angel on this path? There was no cause or effect, and the king of decay did not understand this sentence for a while. But she didn't ask right away, jotted down the questions, and waited until she had said them all.

"Miss 'Justice' has ordered an extraordinary item with the 'Werewolf' trait to 'The Hanged Man' and Mr. 'World'. ”

"We have a new member who is ...... Mr. 'Moon' of the Bloodline. ”

"Mr. 'Sun' mentions the eight 'King of Angels' in the mythology of Silver City."

Silver City?

This rather archaic and incompatible name reminded the Decaying King of the "Ancient Giants" he had heard before.

It turned out that at this time, there were still tribes in the world who used the ancient giant language as a daily language! The remnants of God's forsaken land! Is the "sun" the people of God's forsaken land? It's not surprising that the Source Forsaken can communicate with the gods, but the "fools" dug up the foot of the wall and dug into the head of the real creator?

However, since it is a forsaken land of God...... Then the "sun" could not be an angel.

Perhaps the cycle is not Ulorius, but just a seal that has encountered the path of fate.

So...... The King of the Eight Angels?

The King of Decay looked at Firth (9 or 8), and recalled the sequence of the fool (7 or 6), and the word appeared at the middle and low order gatherings, like a junior high school student discussing state secrets, and she already felt a little funny—she did, and after laughing twice, she asked Firth:

"There must be a limit to disrespect for the gods."

"Discussing these, aren't you afraid of burning at the stake and divine punishment?"

"I'm afraid." Foirth replied, "But Mr. Fool says that this information is safe only to be given at meetings." ”

Good. When I go back and write reports to them, I occasionally hold a grudge. The Declining King made a gesture, "Go on." ”

"This week, Miss 'Justice' purchased the eyes of the mirror dragon from my teacher."

"Your teacher?"

"Yes, Mr. Dorian Gray, a member of House Abraham."

Nine times out of ten, the "......" method of trading is sacrifice. The Decayed King glanced at Firth more, "Go on." ”

"Justice" is an audience member who is about to advance to Sequence 7.

"Mr. 'The Hanged Man' wants to buy the eyes of the longan sea squirt."

"The Hanged Man" is a sailor who is about to be promoted to Sequence 6...... Find your own materials, not from the Storm Church? Also, the people in the Pull church are too risky, but how exactly does Crane select and screen members......

"Mr. 'Moon' who just arrived wants to ask Mr. 'The Hanged Man' for the inheritance of the Blood Baron."

...... "Moon" is a Sequence 7 Bloodline. The "hanged man" has a wide range of channels and may be pirates. The pirate ...... "Vice Admiral of the Deep", who is ready to be promoted to 6, should already be 6. Well, there isn't a single demigod in the whole party, and I still expect too much from this party because of the presence of Fort Source...... The outer god didn't want to listen to it anymore, and she felt boredom deeply.

But at the same time, this frighteningly low standard party is bold, the strength of the "fool" is not strong, the brand is very high, and from time to time there are heavyweight ancient secrets such as the "King of the Eight Angels" in the party, as if the knowledge indoctrination of the hidden sage is to put 1% of the effective knowledge in the 99% useless knowledge, so that she doesn't want to waste time, and she doesn't want to miss these more interesting and detailed information, so she has to listen patiently.

How did Crane get this information?

Azik Eggers shouldn't know this, in addition to Russell's diary, Silver City is also an important source of historical information?

She asked a question:

"Who is the 'world'?"

Forth replied: "Mr. 'World' is a gloomy man with his own intelligence network and seems to be powerful......"

After listening to Furth's introduction, the King of Decay asked, "What is his position?" ”

"At the end of the long table, opposite Mr. 'Fool'."

……。 It's the dummy.

As a strong man, the decaying king could not understand the purpose of putting up a dummy for a while, and understood it as adding more people to fill the façade.

Furth's memory is still good, and he thinks of where to say it, and also mentions a certain organization whose name cannot be named, because Mr. "Fool" emphasizes that its name cannot be written and pronounced in any way in the outside world, so the two have been communicating with "that organization", and the dinner table is full of ulterior atmosphere.

In addition, she can only tell a rough idea of the thrilling and exciting circular adventure that "The Sun" recounts at the Tarot meeting, but through Forth's simple description, the Outer God unexpectedly learns that the Godforsaken Land actually has a road with the outside world.

"The Point Guard Is Here"

Little boy Jack has the face of Ulorius on his belly? That path may not have always existed, but a path that Ulorius had temporarily opened for them before the "restart".

After eating, the information of the Tarot Society was almost finished.

Before leaving, the outer god asked Firth, "Do you think it is strange that I ask you these things?" ”

Furth replied in surprise: "Not strange, how can it be strange?" It's normal to share these things with Mr. Winter. ”

"Good. So you wouldn't say it at a tarot meeting, would you? ”

"yes, it's like I'm not going to discuss my three meals a day at a tarot meeting." Naturally, Furth made a little joke.

The outer god nodded, anyway, it was just a try, she had now confirmed the strength range of the Tarot Society. In the case of the low sequence of all the members, even if they know the secret, they can't do anything, and if Furth is discovered, then it just doesn't matter.

The two continued to talk about things in real life, and when they walked out of the restaurant, they happened to meet an acquaintance.

The little blonde girl took a sandwich wrapped in insulated wrapping paper and greeted Furth in surprise:

"Forthth! I'm coming back late, have you finished your meal yet? ”

Forthth replied with a smile, "I've eaten it!" ”

Then she turned her head and said politely goodbye to the Decaying King, "Goodbye, Mr. Winter, it was a pleasure to talk to you today, see you next time." ”

"Okay, see you next time." She looked at the girl opposite, "Is that your important friend?" ”

"Yes, Hugh is a very good friend of mine."

The outer god stopped talking, waved goodbye, and walked briskly to the end of the road, blending into the crowd.

Forth walked down the pavement and returned to Hugh's, the tip of her nose moving, looking at the sandwich in Hugh's arms, and said in surprise:

"Grilled bacon with ketchup in it!"

"It's my favorite flavor!"

"It's a pity I've already eaten ......"

"That's right, so it's mine." It was windy outside, and Hugh pulled Furth upstairs and back to the apartment they shared, asking curiously, "Is that an acquaintance of yours?" I don't think I've seen it before. ”

He doesn't seem to be simple...... Or is it just plain ordinary? Hugh tried to remember what the other person looked like, but couldn't remember anything.

Foirth took off his coat, hung it on the hanger with his hat and scarf, and said nonchalantly:

"Yes, I used to work in a clinic, and then I went back to my hometown after my internship."

"That's right." Hugh asked no more.

Light the fireplace, boil the hot water, stay in the warm living room and do their own work, and the normal night begins.

TBC

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At this time, Gelman is taking Daniz to beat up the living corpses, flying heads, and out-of-control Storm Bishop in Bansey Harbor.