Chapter 174: Going their Own Way
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Without the obstruction of his troubled peers, Trainor used his identity to enter the storage room where the Red Angel's spare container was kept.
The pipelines are dense, and all kinds of devices are operating normally. In a room that is technological, but not entirely, the limbs, the shell, and the head are sealed behind the walls of spirituality in different ways.
Trainor was familiar with the assembly, but still pulled out the instructions and glanced at them. Medici peeked through the wall, followed him behind him with interest, and then lost interest in the messy handwriting:
"I'll be away for a moment, and the breath of the storm will be gone, but what about the octopus whiskers? Roast and eat without calling me. β
"I can remove a few potions materials from it, and I'll give them to the Pilgrimage Sect."
"There's a storm path in the Patrol Sect?"
"There's a demigod who might roast the octopus whiskers and eat them."
"She?" Medici touched his chin and sat down on an empty box by the wall, "Sounds like an interesting person." β
Trainor slapped open the spiritual wall in his hand, moved the upper torso inside, laid it flat on the workbench, and opened the metal spine and the flexible buckles on the shoulders and neck. As these small restrictions were opened, the rest of the chamber immediately began to echo each other, the arm in the metal case containing the glass flicked, the palm of the hand pressed against the glass, and the muzzle of the gun in the middle was like an eye.
The War Bishop reached out and tapped on the glass, and the palm immediately lay down and pretended to be dead.
After warning the body parts that were about to move, Trainor casually responded, "She's an interesting person. β
"Her last name was Courtman."
Successfully using a gossip to arouse Medici's interest, and throwing a "you shouldn't be interested in these gossip" looks, Trainor pretended not to see the angry and amused expression on Medici's face, and turned around to take both arms and head out of the sealing box.
The skull is still a body, covered with special gelatin. Medici wasted no time, and after Trainer pressed his head down, he lay down on the workbench and blended into the half-assembled container.
Under the influence of spirituality, the gum immediately evolved into an outer membrane similar to the texture of the skin, covering the exposed metal gums and nose bones, and the film in the hollow eye sockets flashed a glimmer of light, Medici blinked, confirmed the vision, and raised his hand to make a gesture.
Card! Card!
Trainor then moved his legs over, and with two soft clicks, they were tightly clasped together.
"Are the weapons systems working?"
Medici poured a hint of spirituality into the device in his hands, and then said lazily, "It can be used." β
Treyna glanced at her and reminded:
"You don't have to work so hard when fighting Gad II, after all, we have a chance to get out of the way."
"Don't talk like that."
Trainor sighed, checked the container's functions and systems, and then reached out and pulled Medici up: "Then let's talk about the cost of your container." At that time, a total of two were ordered, and the labor cost of the craftsman was good, but the material cost was nearly 10,000, not to mention the most expensive part, which was strengthened by an 'ancient evil thing', otherwise it would not even be able to withstand the extraordinary characteristics of sequence two. You've traded 80,000 pounds for a useless Storm Angel's body parts, so please don't do this kind of loss-making business again. β
Medici didn't care, her long red hair gradually spread out, her eyebrows and eyes became more vivid, and she sat on the workbench and stilted her legs:
"Eighty thousand is not worth buying high-sequence materials in the Storm Pathway?"
ββ¦β¦ Well, it's worth it. He agreed.
He took off the cloak hanging from the hanger, placed it on the workbench, and asked:
"Do you think the next step is to mobilize the intelligence services to find the intelligence of the participants in the Great Smog? This must have been detected by the intelligence agencies on the part of Intis, after all, there is a large part of the overlap between the two in terms of personnel scheduling. β
Trainor did not say that the management system on both sides is a copy of the standards for the operation of the organization issued by Russell.
"Speaking of which, I don't understand why your presence has attracted the Angel of the Storm. Pope Gad II came in person, but he didn't seem to have the determination to kill you completely, so if it was just to confirm your status, would it be a bit of an overreaction? β
"Is there any smoke?" Medici asked rhetorically.
Wordlessly, Trainor pulled out a rolled hand-rolled cigarette and handed it over.
"You kid has a good taste, and you haven't learned from Intis's mother-in-law cigarettes."
"Although it is an extraordinary item, I think it is better not to have tar and smoke in it, and it will be very troublesome for craftsmen to overhaul it."
Medici didn't bother picking up his cigarette and lighting it, but he didn't smoke it, as if he just wanted to make such a gesture.
She said, "The storm does not confirm my state, it is the Lord's. β
"She wants to kill me, but if she wants to kill me, an angel is not enough. If you can't recruit two of them temporarily, you'll have to settle for the next best thing to confirm the status of the Lord through me. β
Treynor somewhat understood, but still didn't understand the core of the confusion:
"Did you have any past with them?"
"It's only been six hours, and in my impression, even if Siea appears, as long as there is no wanton slaughter, the Church of the Seven Gods will not send an angel and other saints with a level 0 seal so quickly."
The Red Angel smiled.
"You didn't look closely at the Aurora Society's holy scriptures. If you read it, you can understand why. β
"I've seen it." When the storybook reads. Trainor said, "The corresponding can also be found in modern mythology, which should be the section where the six gods evolved from the Creator, right?" Does Evolution itself really mean to plunder authority and become a true God? β
"So although the Church of the Seven rejects the Hidden Organization equally, it is especially wary of the True Creator because they are afraid that the True Creator will take back his authority from them?"
"That history is more interesting than you think...... Medici said quietly, and she jumped off the workbench and casually draped her cloak over her metal body, her feet clattering on the floor. She stretched, moved her joints, and walked more smoothly.
"I'll have to order two more, and I guess I'll have to use this container for a while. By the way, by the way, ask your ancient evil friend, she was summoned by the believers on the eve of the Great Smog, right? Let's see if she knows what other high-ranking beings have appeared in the Great Haze, and whose hands the Witch of Despair will fall directly in. β
"Okay."
"Then ...... Wait, did your dad also participate in the Great Smog? β
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In the shadow of the sails, Agarritu flipped through the information on the route of Rune's fleet sent by the Spirit Order, and a figure walked slowly, placing a glass of water on the table in his hand.
Agaritu looked up and saw the second mate, Gilcias, grinning, revealing a mouthful of jagged yellow teeth.
He said quietly, "You should try to deceive me, not deliberately expose it, so that your acting learning is most effective." β
"Gilcias" stood up straight, with a roast on the disc in his hand, like a trained steward in the Northern Continent, and said seriously: "I can't fool you, it's too difficult." β
- Agaritu's demonic talent is "seeing through", and he has a stronger ability to recognize disguise, charm, hallucination, etc.
"Where's the real Gilcias?"
The smile on the face of the "faceless puppet" is even more penetrating:
"I became his favorite girl in the Red Theater and took control of him, placed in a sealed wooden box in the pantry. Half an hour has passed, and if no one finds him, he'll be suffocated inside, and I'll be Gilcias. β
"Forget it, even if you get his identity, you can't perfectly simulate the power of the demon, and you will be discovered sooner or later." Agaritu shook his head and criticized mercilessly, "You should learn to look at the 'most suitable' rather than the 'strongest you can catch.'" β
The "faceless puppet" was hit hard and visibly lost.
It placed the barbecue together on the table, and then its body quickly became smaller, slipped out of its clothes, and turned into a faceless little wooden man sitting next to the water glass, like a delicate ornament. After it had reverted to its original state and given up its identity as "Gilcias", it was only two minutes before a slight vibration was heard below deck, followed by the sound of scurrying footsteps, and a man wearing only boxers rushed up in a furious manner, and at a glance he saw Agaritu and the "faceless puppet" who were looking at the charts and intelligence.
With the little wooden man hiding in the captain's hand, Gilcias could only glare at it with a restrained look.
"Governor Rune's fleet departed from the seaport of Connat, County Diece, the closest to the southern continent, and after two days, it just arrived at Harman Harbor this morning, and it will probably reach Midtown Island the day after tomorrow, and it will be less than five days from the port of West Bailang......" Agaritu ignored the fierce eye exchange between the crew and the seal, he stared at the short five centimeters of straight distance on the map and wondered, "Why didn't she tell me when she agreed?" It's too late to turn back now, on the other side of my sea, I'm almost at the ruins of the Divine War near the Eastern Continent! β
"Spiritual teleportation past volley? No, it would be better to meet by coincidence, and a premeditated volley could most likely be considered a declaration of war on the national level of Rune. β
Agaritu suddenly caught a glimpse of the small wooden man hiding behind his wrist.
The "Pale Empress" demanded that "no one else need to set foot on the land of the Southern Continent except for the new Governor", but in fact, it is impossible for only the new Governor to survive and reach the Southern Continent, even if it encounters wind and waves, tsunamis, and pirates, there are still a few other survivors.
"The fleet has a flagship, three three-masted galleons, carrying a total of five or six hundred people, it is not clear whether there are demigods accompanying them, but the arrival of the new governor is an important strategic act of Rune, and it should be a demigod...... It's a force to be reckoned with, so if you encounter an accident at sea, you will only be left with one-fifth, which should be about the same. β
"Even if she landed on the land of the Southern Continent, wouldn't she be there? I just have to reduce the number of them as much as possible. β
Agaritu grabbed the "faceless puppet", smiled demonically, and whispered:
"You now have a good opportunity to play, to go to a big ship, to play under the nose of a strong man."
The little wooden man straightened up and shook his head desperately.
"I knew you wanted to go." Agaritu was in a much lighter mood, and Gilcias next to him was gloating, "When you arrive, you try to survive and kill as many people as possible, and if you are discovered, you will find a way to get out yourself." If you make it back, I'll make up for the 'Facelings' and 'Puppet Masters' in your body. β
The little wooden man shook his head and stopped, and even without any expression or body movements, he could feel a sudden longing but nervous emotion on it.
Five minutes later, it entered the spirit realm step by step and was sent to Harman Harbor.
After sending it off perfunctorily, Agaritu glanced at Gilcias, who was still snickering, and came to the top of the deck and announced:
"We are about to enter the 'Ruins of the Divine War'!"
"There aren't many safe routes here! Be vigilant! If you want to die, you will die by yourself! β
The scattered demon sailors on the deck responded with a scattered but imposing voice, and the "Death" sailed forward steadily, gradually approaching a seemingly calm sea.
Once you've passed through the ruins of God's War, you'll be able to see the coastline of Godforsaken.
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In Harman Harbor, several large ships are docked.
The little wooden man appeared in the shadow in the corner of the harbor, and was almost stepped on by the sailors carrying the cargo. It walked along the base of the wall, pretending to be a piece of wood when spotted, and several times it was almost thrown into the fire or taken to the water by bored people.
After going around for several minutes, the little wooden man went around to the dock, only to see several large ships docked in the dock, three of which were planted with the flags of the Kingdom of Rune. The little wooden man tilted his head in thought for a moment, then jumped into the water and swam over, trying to get close to the big ship in the middleβbut there was a hidden layer of energy on the hull that kept pushing it away, and it couldn't climb up.
The little wooden man swam back to the dock, waiting for a man to disembark from the three boats.
It didn't wait long, and soon a young man in a sleek sailor's suit disembarked from the three-masted schooner next to him, carrying a slip in his hand, as if intending to take stock of the cargo that was about to be put on board. The little wooden man perked up and ran over from the corner.
After about ten minutes, the young man and the merchant at the dock had finished counting the goods, and the workers began to carry them.
The young man suddenly said, "I'm sorry, I want to buy a cup of tea, I'm a little thirsty." β
The dock merchant smiled and replied, "It's okay, please." β
The young man immediately opened his legs and walked towards a small tea stall more than ten meters away, bought a large cup of tea for a penny, and drank it in a row. The dock merchant watched him run back again, something faintly shaking in the pocket of his jacket.
"What's that?" He asked curiously about a small piece of wood peeking out of the young man's pocket.
The young man then reached out and touched his pocket, grabbed out a doll with movable limbs, and replied with a smile:
"It's one of my favorite sketch dolls."
"I see." The dock merchant said a few polite words, and after waiting for the goods to be moved, he left to go on other business.
The young man stood on the dock and waved goodbye to him, his smile growing.
The moment he turned back to the ship, his expression returned to normal, and he climbed the ladder in three steps and two steps.
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It's Monday again.
After lunch, Klein sailed back to Byam.
Daniz diligently returned to the "Golden Dream" to collect information on the "Blood Admiral", and the "Iceberg Lieutenant General" Edwina also delivered supplies to support the rebels, showing goodwill and cooperation with the hidden organization behind Gelman Sparrow.
In this way, Crane turned out to be the only one who had nothing to do.
In order to be less bored, Crane decides to take a walk around the streets and see if he can meet any suitable prey.
On this trip, I happened to meet a fat pharmacist who had had many contacts with him when he was still in Beckland, and the other party was selling all kinds of extraordinary drugs in a small shop in Beckland, among which the Red Theater special effect medicine with Mu Mu Yin powder was the best. He actually carried an extraordinary creature with spiritual brilliance by his side, and Crane couldn't help but start thinking about whether Miss "Justice" was also intentional.
Gelman Sparrow accepted the tracing commission of the fat pharmacist Darkville, and easily learned through "Arodes" that Darkville and his teacher Luo Yin King were both from the School of Life, a hidden organization that worships the moon and takes the inheritance of master and apprentice as the main way of development, and controls the two paths of "monster" and "medicine man".
The organization's position is neutral, and the "Council of Destiny" holds the general direction.
However, after the unexpected disappearance of the Speaker, a "mercury serpent", the school of life gradually became inclined in terms of faith, the balance was broken, and they were divided, and some of its members began to worship the moon more actively.
Crane thought about it for two seconds, then turned to another question:
"Arodus, do you know the book 'Grossel's Travels'?"
Arodes was silent for two seconds, and then let the radio receiver rattle and spit out more illusory white paper:
"Great master, you took care of me so much that I only need to answer the word 'know' to solve it, and I have helped you change it a little to say 'you know something about Grossell's Travels'.
"It's an amazing book, and many of its previous owners are missing.
"I can't see who its creator is, but it's clear that it first appeared with the Dragons, after the disappearance of the 'City of Wonders' Levixid."
Appeared after the disappearance of the "City of Miracles" Leviheed, the embodiment of the "dragon of fantasy" Angelweed? Maybe I can sell it to Miss "Justice", she might be interested, and if she does buy it, as a middleman, I will be able to study it in advance above the gray fog...... If there is something wrong with the real research, the book is completely damaged, so I told her that the seller repented and could only refund it...... Thinking about it this way, being a platform is really promising! Crane's thoughts raced, and he said into the radio receiver:
"Why is Royin King locked up in the Governor's Palace?"
The radio receiver clicked out an illusory blank paper and said:
"Roin Kim's teacher is one of the Destiny Councillors, and he also had problems after the disappearance of the Mercury Serpent, and before that, he handed over an important seal of the School of Life to Roin Kim, which is why Roin Kim was secretly captured by the Rune military."
Crane is now more and more sure that the "Will Ansettein" in Beckland is the missing "Speaker" of the School of Life, and that the mythical "Angel of Destiny" Ulorius in Silver City is another "Mercury Serpent" who has not appeared!
Without his purse, Crane changed neighborhoods to Othom Street, near the Fragrant Leaf Bar, and stayed at a hotel called Teyana, where he asked for a clean but modest room β 2 sulp and 2 pence a day, and an extra glass of juice from the giant fruit "Teyana".
Drinking the slightly sweet juice, Crane didn't need to care about his image anymore, and collapsed into the easy chair in the room, deciding to spend the next two hours in a daze and catching up on sleep, and then go to the gray mist to read the prayers of the believers, and experience the feeling of a thousand faces.
TBC
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I went back and took a look, and the war in the original was fought in October.
It's ahead of schedule here.