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"I hope to detonate the center of the conflict within this month, the city of Aldra."

Edward looked ahead, his fingers slowly tapping on the surface of his leg, and spoke unhurriedly:

"It's February 9th."

"The new governor has only been here for a few days, and his prestige has not yet been established, and there is only a limit to what you can do with his death."

After thinking for a few seconds, she turned her head, looked at Mirela who came to negotiate, and suddenly said: "Detonating the contradiction, not killing the governor and officially starting the war." Sia Eggers didn't come in person, so you could take care of the deal - you want to buy a discount. ”

Mirela nodded cautiously, this sentence had been finalized after discussion, in order to prevent the demon from having any chance to twist it more.

As if suddenly losing interest, the demon sighed and fell back on the back of the couch, casually raising a hand and waving:

"Let's talk about it."

“…… A mutiny. "Our aim is to cause chaos within Rune's garrison, to gradually split from within. The original garrison general and we had been in standoff for several months, and both sides suffered great losses, but the new general just wanted to hurry up and complete the task of peace talks and leave, and it seemed that he had other purposes for coming to the southern continent. ”

"What's the name of the general you're confronting?"

"Javier Rainer." Mirela pulled out a document out of thin air and delivered it to Edward in a cold gust of wind.

Edward didn't look through the documents: "This surname does not belong to the ancient language system of the countries of the Northern Continent, where is he from?" ”

"Strictly speaking, he is a native of the Southern Continent, or a mixed race between the North and the South, from the Highland Kingdom, who settled in Bailang about a hundred years ago." Mirela explained in more detail, "His family is close to the Northern Continent, and a few decades ago, a decree of the Kingdom of Rune 'let the people of the Southern Continent govern the Southern Continent' made their family reused. Although Rune did not want to see the governor of the Southern Continentals, he still knew how to ease the conflict. ”

"He's loyal to Rune?"

"Yes." "And his reputation in the country is also very high, because while he calls on the people to accept the rule of the northern continent, he also values the ideas of the people, and even cares." Of course, it's just to make people better serve the Northern Continent. ”

Edward glanced at it and put the file down.

"A general who cares about his subordinates and the people, he will resist without my hands. In addition, he also has a lot of influence, and with a little provocation, it is not difficult to develop into a mutiny. ”

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

Mireira didn't answer directly, as if she had sorted out the order of her lines.

"The new general's surname is Negan."

He said that, and looked at Edward as if waiting for her to think of something.

Edward did think of something, first Jason Beria, then the Demon Card, then the glass flower room with the rose garden, and finally the corpse of the Duke Negan that he casually glimpsed in the corner of his memory.

"The young men of the Negan family, members of the conservative faction, came here to take charge of the peace talks and establish their prestige."

"He will do his best to ensure that the peace talks go smoothly."

"At the same time, he is of noble birth and comes from the Duke's family, and it is impossible to look down on the people of the Southern Continent, even this General Rainer, who has Rune nationality and is loyal and married to Rune's wife."

Edward looked down, swept over the papers beside him, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You want to use a mutiny to kill two demigods, eliminate the main force on the Rune side, and force the governor to withdraw from the defense?"

"Not only that, it seems that Thea Eggers also wants this mutiny to affect the public opinion situation in Rune, so that they don't have time to take care of themselves who have seized the city for the time being, but they have a lot of ideas."

"When Aldra descends into chaos, we will intervene to protect His Excellency the Governor." "After all, he's a good guy and an important person. ”

Speaking of falling into chaos, Mirera couldn't help but glance out the window, there were many neatly dressed people squatting by the wall, a pair of eyes staring closely at the passers-by, the eyes were extremely unsettling. It's a middle-class neighborhood, and it's afternoon, but there's little foot traffic on the streets, and there are constant shouts, slogans, and gunshots in the other nearby streets.

If the demons were lured to Aldra, the chaos there would be a hundred times worse than in the city......

Thinking about it, he sneered in his heart again - after a few months of fighting, there were not many people left in Aldra.

The Grim Reaper's idiots are still trying to get that false god to protect themselves, and they don't even want to give them some support!

Aldra is strategically important, but also a symbol, a flag, the first step in a real renaissance operation, from the moment the decision to march is impossible to retreat.

If after so many sacrifices and costs, Aldra cannot be taken, then the restoration of the Congress can be dissolved on the spot.

"Yes, I'm planning to loosen my muscles and bones recently, and then go to other places in the Southern Continent to relax."

"We're also old partners, do us a favor, expand the chaos, and do it a little bit."

While Mirela was gloomy as she pondered what to do, Edward picked up the document again and flipped through it.

This matter is not very difficult, it is best for a person like her to have a chaotic stance and evil style, if there are other high-order demons, the Spirit Sect will definitely try to contact them. It's a pity that the current demon path is very faulty, and there is no other sequence two.

She had already smelled the smell of grilled fish, and noticed that the figure of the hostess pushing the food cart appeared in the corridor where the restaurant was located from time to time, so she had the idea of quickly sending the spirit order away and enjoying the delicious food in peace.

"What's the Order's offer?"

The previous sentence is still a gesture, and the next sentence begins to talk about the price, and Mr. Edward is so realistic. Of course, Mirela didn't really believe the demon's polite words, and still maintained a respectful attitude and said:

"In the upcoming Great Sacrifice, the position where the 'Divine Sin' Siea is most likely to appear."

"It's for you."

Edward's eyes froze.

The Rose School of Sacrifice is a powerful force, accompanied by bloodshed, mutilation, terrorist attacks, indulgent desires, and even indiscriminate attacks, and these people are usually in a state of abnormal madness, which will only intensify when the high sacrifice comes.

When the Great Sacrifice was announced, they gathered spontaneously in many places, exposing and indulging not only the lives of others, but also the devout members who died during this time as sacrificing themselves to the devout followers of the S'ea and the Mother Tree of Desire.

Therefore, they are more unrestrained, and they cannot even restrain death.

This is almost half a month of carnival of the Rose School, and it is also a period of overtime for the Orthodox Church to be mentally stressful, horrors will appear in the newspaper headlines, and the dead will be in time for the usual half a year.

This period of time will also be one of the few times when Siea appears, usually hiding himself with the help of arrogant subordinates. She would wander around several sacrificial sites that interested her, so another important part of the ritual was to offer new and precious offerings that would attract the favor of His Highness Siea.

Edward immediately said, "Someone from the Rose School has prepared something good?" ”

This is competitive in nature, and it must be all confidential, and it seems that the Spirit Order has gotten a little bit of news.

Mirela pauses for a second:

"I'm sorry, but I don't know the specifics."

"As far as I know, the last sacrifice that attracted the 'gods' to the table was a temperance demigod. They tore his body apart, ate his flesh, bathed in his blood, and the 'gods' gave the leader there the gift of promotion. ”

"That was a few decades ago, and in recent years, the control has been stricter, and even my rituals have not been completed, and the 'gods' often just wander around and watch instead of the gods, and no longer sit at the table."

The demon felt a little sorry: "Although the Rose School is not mentally normal, there is still a set of screening and extortion of confessions, and the process of obtaining the sacrifice must be without any suspicion, if it was just a demigod sacrifice that could attract Si'a, I would have personally given them one." ”

"Of course, heh, the biggest problem is that the temperance faction basically has no living demigods, and I don't know if Si'a will take it or not."

It's not like I haven't made up my mind about Siea before, but having a Bound God with both a uniqueness and a Sequence One is obviously a better answer.

Mirela didn't dare to take the conversation, he just came to bring the conversation, and when he brought the conversation, he was ready to get up and say goodbye.

Suddenly, he thought of another thing: "Your Highness, Her Majesty has another thing I want to ask you." ”

"Want to get information?"

"I want to confirm something."

"That's to get information."

Edward glanced at his watch again, his gaze resting on the ticking hands, and no longer at Mirera. This was already a sign of impatience, and Mirera knew that he should leave quickly, and immediately spoke:

"Her Majesty wants to know—"

"Is the warped order about to reappear on the earth?"

"Are my people buried in graves?"

Edward was still looking at his watch, but Mirela did not dare to speak, and after a long silence, she burst out laughing.

"Senseless temptation!" A rather relaxed smile appeared on the demon's face, but Mirela didn't really find any relief in that smile, "That little princess named Thea Palenque is still alive in her heart?" The fear and hatred of the ruin of the country and the destruction of the family continue to this day, and the invincible emperor has made the pale empress a little afraid. ”

"She had an answer in her heart when she asked this sentence, and I didn't bother to answer this question."

Edward waved his hand lazily: "In that case, I also have a word for her." ”

Mirela quickly sat up straight, with a deaf expression.

He suddenly felt that the world was quiet, the darkness was spreading in front of his eyes, everything around him seemed to be unclear, only a voice echoed in his ears, saying something he couldn't resist:

"I promised Thea Eggers that if she started a war, I would give her a silent city."

"Do you want one...... A city with only Southlanders? ”

470

A room that doesn't exist in the real world.

The tables and chairs twisted slightly, and outside the room was a huge empty world, in which countless people were standing.

A priest with blonde hair and a golden beard held an ordinary fountain pen and spread out the notebook in his hand.

As the notebook flipped, some staccato sentences gradually appeared.

“…… Thea Palenque Eggers has a long-standing grudge with the Northern Continent, and the Byron Empire's war for restoration is urgent. If this continues, the war may break out in the southern continent first, but this is something that the countries of the northern continent do not want to see. ”

“…… The Order of the Rose in Behrens had received news of the late High King's student through an incident, and they were preparing to go on a secret hunt in the Northern Continent to bring to the altar a sacrifice of a special status that might attract the favor of the Great Being. ”

The ink of these words has long since dried up, as if they had been written a long time ago.

"Agaritu Viat has arrived at a relic of worship of the gods, and he and his companion Anderson Hood have been cursed by the angelic frescoes that randomly appear in the ruins, and he will be in mortal danger in the future."

This sentence was written just a few pages ago, as if it had just been written a few days ago.

Whoa, whoa.

The notebook flipped through the pages at a uniform speed.

The priest reached out and flipped the notebook to a clean and new page, dipped the old absorbent pen in ink, and wrote down casually as if he were writing a diary:

"The Pale Empress's subordinates were tempted by the demon, or simply by the demon who spoke their deepest desires. It doesn't matter, the important thing is that he is tempted, and will do everything in his power to convince the Pale Empress to accept this condition, which may backfire. ”

"An intelligence leader of the Vorsack Empire who pursued the 'Great Smog of Beckland' has finally obtained important evidence, he has found the victims of the Great Smog in the territory of Rune, and the investigation is progressing by leaps and bounds, so there is a high probability that the war will break out in the Northern Continent."

When the calm-faced priest writes a sentence, he stops and thinks for a moment, as if there is no loophole in these diary words.

After a few moments, the priest resumed writing.

A few lines of words quickly appeared in the notebook.

When she had finished her last stop, it was as if a gust of wind was blowing, and the dreamlike room vanished.

……

A dimly lit room, filled with glue-thick darkness.

The thick bloody breath and dim light flow in the shadows, outlining all kinds of mysterious pictures that will go crazy at the slightest glance.

The lights in this room were on, but even the light had been swallowed up by the darkness.

A carpet of flesh squirmed slowly on the ground, and an incomprehensible cry of death came from the depths of the darkness. A cold breath lingered, and the originally quiet environment suddenly gave people an eerie feeling.

After a long time, the shadows in the room increased their velocity and converged like a vortex towards the center of the house, all flowing to the people in the room.

The room was revealed to its original appearance, and it was an elegantly decorated study with floor-to-ceiling windows.

The young man with black and gold hair closed his eyes, his right shoulder suddenly cracked, and a head identical to him emerged from the flesh, a pair of blood-red eyes quickly looked around, and there was blood flowing sideways on his face and hair.

Then, a head protruded from the left shoulder.

Astonishingly, the blood flowed on the black robe that resembled the bishop's robe for a few seconds before disappearing, not a single drop of blood dropped.

The middle head opened its eyes and moved its body left and right, the flesh squirmed, and the two heads returned to the flesh.

"Sequence 3......"

The True Creator breathed a sigh of relief after feeling the spiritual power in his body and confirming the sequence he was currently in.

"Fortunately, the suppression was timely, otherwise I would have rushed straight to the second sequence."

"Advancing to Sequence Two near Beckland, that's bad."

It is easy to attract attention for skipping promotions in the high order, because it is impossible to do it at all, it can only be a divine descent ceremony.

Since ascending to Sequence 4, the body in the Godforsaken Lands has begun to actively infuse the body with power, as if it had confirmed that the container in the outer world was strong enough, and no longer needed the true creator to slowly merge with the power of rituals and occult connections.

But this Daigo empowerment is really not light or heavy, and the already crazy brain has no concept of "the container will be overloaded" at all, and just wants to quickly return to his state to normal, and quickly get out of the forsaken land of the gods, and get rid of the joint imprisonment of the seven gods.

However, this matter was not in a hurry, today's promotion was already very sudden, and the entire manor was pulled into the absolute darkness that echoed with the whispering sound in an instant. If it weren't for the true Creator's suppression, this darkness would have expanded even further, and with the power of the angels, a few minutes would be enough to swallow most of Bakeland from here.

Then the Night Church and the Storm Church broke out at the same time, and rushed over with lightning all the way, and carefully sifted their little place through a sieve, and the demigods lost the angels, and the angels blocked the true gods.

The real creator looked at the night scene of the manor outside, and looked at the members of the Aurora Society who were kneeling on the ground, and his eyebrows were twisted together:

"It's faster than I thought it would be, I had to leave Beckland when I was promoted to Sequence 2."

"The best thing to do is to go back to Godforsaken Lands, but getting too close to the main body in the promotion may also have an impact on my rationality."

And returning to the land of God's forsaken is also returning to the cage, and being promoted there, I'm afraid that if I don't go in, I will be locked up with the Seven Gods and the body.

From the sequence eight or so at the time of the arrival to the current sequence three, it took a total of eight months, this is no longer a simple rocket, this is pushing the rocket behind, and probably only the natural ancient gods can be faster in speed.

As night fell, the True Creator was silent for a moment, staring silently at the red moon and the starry sky, the curtain of occult shadows covering her layer by layer.

On the desk behind her was a piece of paper, a handwritten report sheet, with beautiful feminine style and words:

"The target has been intercepted by the Vorsack Empire, protection has failed, request instructions on the next step."

TBC

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Tomorrow, if the third section is passed, I will add more.