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It wasn't until after listening to Medici's report and confirming that he had adapted well to his new body that the True Creator lowered his head slightly, looked at the Dark Sage kneeling at his feet, and asked gently:

"No gains?"

The Dark Sage buried his head lower, and the fact that he was too close to the throne made his mind tremble as panic and indescribable honor as he panicked. He did his best to restrain his excitement:

"Lord, I beg your forgiveness."

"We failed, we failed to find ......"

Ksma's throat rolled, and she spoke, as if enduring great shame:

“…… The murderer of Mr. X, Louis Wayne. ”

After four days of searching, there was no gain, and the Aurora Society even used spies to participate in the search for this person by the Storm Church, trying to get some useful information back, but I didn't expect the church to find nothing either.

It was as if the murderer did not exist at all, and it was as if it was just a drop of water that fell into the sea and disappeared.

If it weren't for the Dark Sage who saw the whole process of the other party's murder with his own eyes, he would be as clueless as the "Deep Blue Priest" now.

Seeing that the Lord did not make any comments, the Dark Sage paused, and continued to report:

“…… The extraordinary party organized by Mr. X has grown through invitations from selected members, and on the day of the accident, everyone has been carefully checked and there should be no impostor. ”

With that, he knew he was speechless—because it had already happened, and even caused the death of an oracle. The death of Louis Vane in a sequence 5 is nothing, but there are many extraordinary people present who have seen this with their own eyes, and it will deal a certain blow to the reputation of the Aurora Society - Kersma immediately changed his words:

"According to my memory, the attacker was about 1.6 meters tall, and there is a high probability that he was a woman, so I can't rule out the possibility of a short man."

"We found members in the gathering who met the requirements, including those under 1.6 meters."

"However, the other party has a high probability of possessing extraordinary items or abilities that change their appearance, and the search by physical characteristics is unlikely to be successful."

"So we started tracking everybody."

The True Creator:.

"During the nearly four-day search, we used divination, and also collected X's belongings, trying to psychic ......"

“…… However, the results of the divination show that X's experience before death is very normal, he has not seen strange people, nor has he provoked anything that should not be provoked, as for the psychic, it failed within ten minutes of the accident, and the spirit may have been destroyed or restrained. ”

He told all the efforts made by the Aurora Society, and he thought that there were no omissions or any other means, and finally concluded with a lot of guilt:

"I beg your forgiveness for my incompetence, and I am willing to accept any punishment."

The True Creator began to think quickly.

In the past few days, Medici left the Northern Continent, first reshaping his body, and then taking his team to the Southern Continent, where there were no characters with angelic personality or higher in the Aurora Society.

Mr. X, Louis Vane is a Sequence 5 "Traveler", and judging by the one-hit kills described by Kersma, "Traveler" did not have any chance to resist, either his killer completely crushed him, or was restrained before being killed by a single blow. - Judging from the details of the report, the latter is more likely.

The failure of the divination in which the Dark Sage participates indicates that the assassin has the same personality, or that there is a higher personality behind the assassin. - But it is a little too strange for such an being to personally give a blessing to kill a not too important envoy in the Aurora Society.

The True Creator asked succinctly:

"Location."

The panicked Dark Sage was slightly stunned, and immediately said, "Eastern District, an abandoned inn in the alley of Tribulus Street. ”

The True Creator's gaze shifted slightly to the left, looking out the window at the white sky.

More than ten kilometers away, in the dark alley of the Eastern District, which was completely in ruins, the shadows in the corners where the sun could not reach were erected at the same time, the upper part of them was off the ground, and the lower part was still on the ground, like a group of snakes suddenly erected.

A black and white eye appeared in the upper part of countless large and small shadows, and the shadows roamed in all directions of the ruins, swimming up the nearby houses, and the eyes of the gods swept the small ruins, and did not see anything that should not be.

Is the existence behind the assassin a true god level?

Or maybe there was something that was gone after four days.

It is impossible for the true God to disappear, and the occult connection cannot disappear in such a short period of time, and the true Creator fell into deep thought, and suddenly he thought of something, and suddenly had a guess in his heart.

Sequence 5 of "The Fortune Teller" is "Master of Secret Puppets......

The outer gods revealed that there was an apprentice who was suspected to be a "member of the Abrahamic family" in that small council called the Tarot Society......

Klein was actually quite caring, and he was thinking about what reason and appearance to meet him.

Now, there is.

After a moment of silence, He withdrew his gaze and spoke softly:

"I already know."

"Stand down."

The Dark Sage was pleasantly surprised, he had no doubt about the gods' abilities. He restrained his excitement, bowed his head, and bowed out of the room.

The True Creator was just about to speak, when he suddenly saw several thin black lines extending from his body, and he immediately turned his head to look at the source of the thin lines, only to see that they pierced through the wall and strangely connected in the direction of Beckland.

There are also several threads that have their source in themselves, connecting to certain people who are constantly moving outside the walls.

Although it was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes, the true Creator immediately recognized whose authority these strange lines belonged to.

"What are you doing?" There was something wrong with his voice.

In the corner of the room, a figure with his back against the wall appeared out of thin air.

His hand was clenched, and the thin threads that stretched out from the true Creator were gone.

"You seem to want to take this opportunity to have a friendly conversation with the mysterious heir." Leaning against the wall, a life-size gray-and-white haired puppet said, "I can give you a chance to go at the cost of me going too, would you?" ”

He further marketed his merchandise: "A seamless opportunity to engage with Klein. If you have such an exaggerated godhood ceremony, you won't still think of sneaking into the core area of Beckland. ”

The true Creator is also thinking about this. Going to see Crane is a breeze for him, all he needs to do is send someone to him, recite His name, and let His will temporarily descend on the microphone to complete the conversation smoothly (provided that Crane does not also chant the goddess's name or ask for help from the surrounding churches). And the Goddess of the Night or the Lord of the Storm will not notice the microphone that has been sent over). And the outer god seems to mean something else—he grasps the point and asks rhetorically:

"Can you let me meet him face-to-face?"

"Absolutely." The Fallen King twisted a line, "Mr. Dawn Dantès will have a dinner party on Saturday. ”

"But you can't dictate his choice." After the True Creator finished speaking, he suddenly frowned, "You are influencing ......"

Most aristocrats and wealthy do not go to the trouble of selecting their guests, otherwise what would a butler do with an annual salary of more than a hundred pounds?

"His butler will consider whether to invite the 'invisible rich man of Faye Manor'."

The Outer God showed the fork of fate: "Ally, you are completely unsuccessful in the identity I have given you...... Not an aristocrat, rich but not showing your face in high society a few times, otherwise, 'Mr. Rich who wants to be in high society' will definitely put you on the list. ”

"Now you are just an unknown invisible rich man, you can't bring benefits to others, and naturally it is difficult to be invited by strangers."

"Possibility" ...... Some degree of prophecy, a branch of fate......

The True Creator says, "Forcibly selecting a branch will bring about unreasonable changes, and in that case, you must have other options." ”

The corners of the outer god's mouth rose slightly, and his facial expression changed slightly, but his voice remained calm and cold.

"That's right."

"My servants have a strong connection with high society, and they will attend Mr. Dantès's dinner."

"Maybe you'll be willing to be the guest of honor of the Demon Family."

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"Hurry up! Hurry up! I'm ready to evacuate and burn everything that can't be used!! ”

Officers ran back and forth in the barracks, shouting loudly, and the soldiers kept carrying supplies and valuable documents to transfer, and those who did not have time to take them were thrown directly into the nearby fire.

The wounded who had been rescued were carried onto the carriage, and the dying had to be left behind, and the documents were thrown into a raging fire, and a gust of wind blew, and the flames climbed up the tightly connected tents, and soon a sea of fire was burned.

A constant stream of unclothed men and women were evicted from houses requisitioned by the army, shivering in terror in corners.

"Sir! We're ready! A soldier shouted.

"Follow the troops and the church, and evacuate to the northwest!" The officer responded. He then kicked open the adjutant's house in a big stride, scolding, "Johnson! What are you bastards still rubbing! Is the brain gnawed by a living corpse?! ”

Johnson had several huge boxes in his hand, a dozen title deeds, and at his feet a large chest full of artifacts and gold and silver jewelry that he had scavenged during his years in the city-state. Evidence of his bribery and letters burned in the fireplace, and the generally good-looking young local maids huddled in a corner, with several servants who had been shot dead lying on the floor.

"Major General, this is 200,000 pounds!"

Seeing that the boss was about to get angry, the adjutant, who was already a little blessed, hurriedly opened his mouth to beg for mercy, and said with a cautious smile: "It's all because people are too slow, and they want to take the opportunity to touch something and escape, and it took a lot of time for me to teach them a lesson......"

The major general was furious, slapped his adjutant to the ground, and scolded angrily:

"Johnson, I see that it is not easy for you to be away from home for more than ten years, usually I turn a blind eye to you, you and this group of moths under your command really regard the army as their own!"

"Why are so many of our shells that have lost their spirituality?! What the hell did I go to with the purchase money I set up?! ”

"Why is it that one-third of the grain is rotten and moldy?! Where did you check your bi-monthly audit?! ”

"And take the lead in finding a woman? You have a wife and children in the country! So many bastards, and now these bastards are all informing the Church of the Grim Reaper! Johnson, when I get back to Rune, I'm going to take you damn kingdom moth to court-martial! ”

The garrison of the Rune Kingdom was actually beaten by the cult organization and retreated dozens of kilometers in a row! Lost two cities!! Now he has suffered a crushing defeat on the plateau and has to retreat to the port city to ask for help from his country!!

Shame!

The more the major general thought about it, the more angry he became, he felt that there were countless active volcanoes erupting in his heart, and he almost poured out all the anger of several fiascos on the adjutant, he pulled out his pistol, and the muzzle of the black hole was directly against the head of the adjutant who was in a mess of tears and snot, and shouted:

"You're still delaying the military!"

"Who allowed you to requisition three wagons by yourself?! I'm still waiting for you outside! ”

"How many wounded can be transported in three wagons! You will keep this money and go to the grave with the gold and the living corpses!! ”

Johnson trembled with fright, and he cried and pleaded:

"General! I was wrong! I won't dare again! ”

"I don't dare anymore! General, I don't want any of these things either! I confiscate all my possessions! ”

"For Shanita's sake, spare my life, my lovely sister is still waiting for her husband and brother to return home!"

Hearing this, the major general was so angry that he almost laughed, his forehead was bruised, and the fingers holding the trigger were so hard that they turned white, and he endured and endured to restrain the urge to open the safety bolt and collapse the other party.

At that moment, he suddenly heard a spiritual exclamation from outside, and saw a slain indigenous woman staggering to her feet, surrounded by soldiers who had sieveed her in terror, and the walls were covered with blood and broken flesh.

"The Church of the Grim Reaper has caught up?! So fast?! ”

The major general's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he calmed down again: "No, it's just an accident, even if it catches up, it's not a big army." Damn, it's been too long, and now half of them haven't been evacuated! ”

"Corpse fraud is forbidden here!"

"Necromantic creatures are forbidden to roam here!"

He immediately yelled twice out of the window, and the coldness gradually disappeared, and the color of the nearby flames slowly returned to normal.

"How...... What to do? Checkmate? Johnson was so frightened that he almost cried again, "Are we still in time to evacuate?" ”

The major general glanced at him fiercely, suddenly showed a cruel smile, and threw the gun in his hand to him:

"Dear Lieutenant Johnson, it's time for you to give your life for your country."

"You, what did you say?"

"Presumably Sanita would also prefer to see her brother become a hero rather than a coward, and your wife and children will receive pensions rather than the illegitimate scandal and never-ending property disputes." The major general said coldly, "You, take your people, go to the rear." ”

The adjutant, who had become a waste in the colony, trembled violently, he did not dare to take the gun at his feet, and pounced on the general's leg to intercede, but the general's body seemed to have an invisible barrier, and when Johnson's hand reached out, it naturally slid to the side, and could not even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes.

The major general left the house without looking back, he walked distraughtly through the chaotic barracks, and when his mind returned, he unexpectedly found himself in front of his temporary commanding tent.

When he walked in, he saw that most of the things inside had been emptied, leaving only bulky and useless items like tables, chairs, and cabinets.

The Major General opened the cabinet to confirm that all the documents had been transferred, but suddenly noticed a strange box at the bottom of the cabinet, and in the box was an old black oil lamp with a Byran pattern.

It seems that something was given to him by some officer, and it is said to be an artifact, but he is not interested in the artifact, so he casually puts it here.

"Forget it, let's take it with us."

The Major General sighed, picked up the object, and walked briskly out of the tent.

Seeing the chaotic scene outside, he became unbearably angry, clasped his fingers on the oil lamp, and scolded:

"Damn the Church of the Reaper! Damn cultists, damn moths! ”

"It's too late, it's too late for all the staff to retreat......"

"Damn, if only there was a way to get everyone to Behrens City at once!"

Suddenly, with a soft "click", the black oil lamp in his hand suddenly lit up, and the golden light quickly expanded, enveloping everything around him.

"Bomb?!" The major general was so startled that he was about to reach out and throw the oil lamp out, when he suddenly noticed that the surrounding environment had changed.

Whoa, whoa......

He jerked his head away and saw a seashore, white spray washing over the shore.

The smell of seawater irritated the nostrils, and the major general was dazed, as were the soldiers around him, holding the supplies and documents to be transferred, and they looked at each other, not understanding why they had suddenly come to the beach.

Their station is hundreds of kilometers away in the interior plateau!

After half a minute of silence, one of the soldiers came to his senses, fell to his knees on the spot, kissed the ground, and shouted: "Praise the storm!" ”

The soldiers came to their senses, knelt down with the joy of the rest of their lives, and scrambled to shout: "Praise be to the gods!" ”

Only the major general stood on the seashore a little sluggishly, looking at the sea in the distance, and then at the oil lamp in his hand, and his face gradually became strange:

"This is an extraordinary object?"

"The ...... who can make wishes come true Extraordinary items? ”

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On the mysterious primeval island, Crane and Alger work together to kill the gargoyles and the living corpses and reach the end of the burial hall.

There seemed to be some kind of painting-like trace on the wall, which caught the attention of the two men. Crane motioned for Alger not to come closer, and then let the "Blood Admiral" manifest and fly in the direction of the wall.

Señol lowered the height to see what was depicted on the ground in the central area:

The picture is dark, with shadowy shadows in the background, and a long table in the main body.

On the long table lay a figure carrying a glorious cross, surrounded by three shadowy men.

One of them was handsome and vigorous, the other was majestic and heroic, and the other had a long white beard, and they seemed very wise, but all three pairs of eyes were full of indescribable evil, and their behavior was the same:

One of them tore off the figure's arm, one held its head, and one dug out its beating heart.

Opposite them, the figure's chest and abdomen, with a long and wide cleft, sat a grim baby.

The four seemed to sense that someone was prying eyes, and their eyes looked upwards at the same time, as if they were watching every living creature who saw this scroll!

- When Señor saw the picture through the gaze of Señor, Klein's heart beat suddenly, and the throbbing sound was so intense that even he could hear it.

As a "soothsayer" who is adept at interpreting revelations and symbols, he only feels that the blood in his body is rushing madly towards his head, making his head swell and dizzy, as if preventing further thinking.

But even so, there was an illusory, his own voice echoing in his head, full of horror:

Then, the figure that was devoured by the corpse should represent the ancient sun god, the all-knowing and all-powerful god that Silver City believes in the creator of everything!

And the three evil figures surrounding him, I, I have seen before!

Inside the underground ruins of Beckland, in the place where the evil spirit of the "Red Angel" is sealed!

They exist in the form of statues, not as evil as in this picture, and they represent, respectively:

"Eternal Sun", "Lord of the Storm", "God of Knowledge and Wisdom"!

Suddenly, Klein remembered a term he had once obtained, a term he had obtained by facing the "Eternal Sun":

"Pure White Angel"!

This...... No way...... Could it be that the "Eternal Sun" was once an angel beside the ancient sun god?

Little Sun mentioned earlier that he heard a member of the Creator's clergy muttering something in a confessional and prophetic tone in the afternoon town, including the following sentence: The kings frequently went to the palace belonging to the twilight to conspire...... "Eternal Sun" was originally called "Pure White Angel", and was also the king of angels, and also betrayed the Creator?

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Crane's mind, and it seemed that everything about the Creator had finally come together and converged into one complete event!

The "Ancient Sun God" of Silver City's belief has become a madly depraved "True Creator" due to certain events.

Because of this event, the "ancient sun god" lost the legendary authority to create everything, lost the power of the sun, lost the divine punishment of thunder and lightning, and was no longer omniscient and omnipotent......

And what this painting shows is the "event" that caused the great change!

"The kings have rebelled against the Lord ......"

It was the event that eight "kings of angels" around the Lord killed the ancient sun god, ate Him, and robbed Him of His authority!

If my guess is true, then the "Lord of the Storm" and the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" should also be the creator of the Silver City faith, the king of angels beside the ancient sun god, perhaps they should be called "Wind Angels" and "Wise Angels......

In this way, the eight kings of angels are all together, the dark angel, the pure white angel, the wind angel, the wisdom angel, the fantasy angel, the time angel, the destiny angel, and the red angel...... Judging from the words heard by the little "sun" and the follow-up of each of these angel kings, it seems that except for Amun and Adam, the two sons of God, the other angel kings have betrayed the Creator...... This ancient sun god is a little too miserable...... However, this painting may not be real, it may be slanderous and doubtful......

The swarthy baby who sat in the belly of the ancient sun god...... Feeling is the "true Creator...... And He's grown up now...... Crane thought of a lot in an instant, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt the urge to turn around and leave, pretending that he had never seen the picture.

TBC

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Dusk Hermit Activity Center. The tyrant card is in hand.

(End of chapter)