567

Wednesday at eight o'clock in the evening.

A passenger ship with a burning stern entered Caesars Harbor at unimaginable speed, shaking the houses around the harbor with a loud noise and lighting candles or gas lamps one after another.

Caesars Harbor is a medium-sized trading port that has now been captured by the Byron Empire and has become an officially controlled port, and the Predator and Aurora naturally have the right to use it because of their status as helpers. Two years ago, the expansion plan was made in order to increase the number of passengers, but the construction was never started due to various reasons, such as the frequent appearance of cult members coming to take refuge, the smuggling of people from the southern mainland, the dumping of corpses in the sea, and government corruption.

Now it seems that the expansion plan can finally be carried out.

Fortunately, there were no people around the port, and there were no casualties other than damage to the port itself.

Before the port officials arrived, the flames on the smoke-filled pier were extinguished, and with five earth-shattering bangs, five huge boxes the size of half a container fell into an empty warehouse in the harbor - smashed through the roof and fell.

A figure clapped his hands and jumped from the burning ship to the dock.

Then, a dozen or so figures swayed from side to side, their faces were pale, and they were as stiff as living corpses, slowly moved onto the dock. Before they could stand firm, they threw themselves on the guardrail of the dock and let out an earth-shattering vomit sound at the sea.

"Gash gash gash groom!"

Tony Towne stood a little farther away disapprovingly, and stood upwind: "It's so fragile, ordinary people. ”

Amid the sound of the fire burning, the vomiting of the crew, and the screams of the officials who had come to inspect the damage to the port, the passenger liner that had brought Mr. Dawn Dantès slowly disintegrated, scrapped, and burned and sank under the watchful eyes of many people.

Two officials, you look at me, I look at you, I don't dare to squeak.

Crane resisted the churning sensation in his stomach, he hadn't eaten at night, couldn't vomit anything, and stood on the pier dumbfounded.

With a trembling hand, he took the pocket watch from his bosom and opened the lid, the minute hand pointing to the number 5.

"Two hours...... Nearly 400 kilometers ......"

Crane shuddered and put his pocket watch back down, holding his cane like a recovered patient on crutches. He used the Faceling's strength to control his legs, and trembling over to the edge of the bench and sat down. He felt that he desperately needed some food or water, or a place to rest motionless for a long time, or he would not be able to maintain his weather-beaten rich personality and join the vomiting brigade of the crew.

"Didn't throw up? Are you physically good, or are you extraordinary? ”

Tony Towne asked directly, the Iron Cross has never been stingy in showing its power in front of mortals, just like pushing the ship forward with flames, and preferring to throw the ship's cargo directly into the warehouse with his hands than a tower crane: "Okay, I'm going to send you and your things to the place too, I'm leaving." ”

Hopefully there are no fragile items in there...... There is no way around it...... Crane looked back at the warehouse with the roof collapsed, nodded weakly, and waved his hand.

The hunter spun around again, and turned to the captain's side, whose expression was like mourning, and the crew was worse than dead. The hunter patted the captain on the shoulder, and first complimented him twice: "Your ship is quite sturdy, how much did it cost?" ”

Then he asked, "Do you want monetary compensation or do you want to get a new one?" ”

The captain's tears that almost cried rolled in his eyes, they seemed to talk about the price for a while, and it seemed that Tony Towne, who was self-conscious, felt that the price was not in line with his image and agreed, Crane didn't hear clearly, he was flying at a speed of two hundred kilometers per hour, his eyes were dazzling, and his ears were buzzing, as if there were a hundred hanging puppets of the Misty Town muttering in his ears "Hornachis, Fregel".

An official in charge of counting the losses poured a cup of hot tea for Klein for the sake of him as a gentleman from the Northern Continent, and Crane reluctantly said thank you, drank most of the tea, and finally had the strength to stand up.

The hunter had already left, and the captain had an extra box in his hand, and his expression looked a little frightened and a little surprised, as if he had given enough.

Crane smiled hard at the other man, took his wallet out of his bosom with a hand that was no longer trembling, and handed it a check. It seems that Tony Towne has already made up the compensation, so he will only have to pay the negotiated payment.

The harrowing deal was finally over, and Klein felt like he didn't want to be on the boat again for at least a month.

But the goods have been delivered, and he has arrived, and the next step is to get Ms. D to come and take him from Caesars Harbor to Behrens.

Where are these things going to be put in the middle of the road...... How many cars do you want to hire?

If you don't mind exposing your "wriggling hunger", it's most convenient to leave your belongings here and carry them directly to Behrens using the Traveler's Gate.

After making a decision, Crane stood up, said goodbye to the captain and crew, and walked into the city, picking out a decent hotel.

He blew the harmonica, summoned the messenger, and quickly wrote a note with the address and time of the turn, and asked her to hand it to Ms. D.

Then, barely holding on to a hot bath, Klein fell straight into the bed and fell asleep.

While Klein was falling asleep, it didn't take much time for Tony Towne to reach the outskirts of Uttar Pradesh.

He found an open space, took out the prepared spiritual materials and candles, and skillfully performed the ritual:

"Me!"

"I am called in the name of Tony Towne."

"A spirit wandering in vanity, a scout of war maniacs, a messenger of Trenor Vaughn alone."

Woo!

As soon as the wind blows, the flames of the candles turn a dark blue hue, and the temperature around them quickly decreases.

A tanuki cat leaps out of the shadows in front of Donn's eyes, and then drags several bound documents and a brass pendant from the shadows.

Don reached out to touch it, but the demon cat immediately turned into fluid and twisted away, and Don found a pearl of good color, and Rare reluctantly leaned over and let him touch two handfuls, and stretched out his claws to pull the pearl into his shadow.

"Did you bring any items from the Praiser route?"

"Brought."

The surrounding candles gradually returned to their original light, and Tang En simply squatted on the ground and scribbled through the relevant materials, picked up the round, compass-like brass pendant, and nodded confidently:

"I know what to do."

Riel nodded, and suddenly asked, "Didn't you say you brought some money from Intis?" Where's the money? I'll just take it back with me, and I'll save you a pearl for the sake of an acquaintance." ”

"Oh. I brought a lot of money, and I spent some money when I came. Don took out a ticket holder, "This is the gold and checks exchanged by the General Bank, about 300,000 filkins, which are about to empty the family of the Intis headquarters." ”

Riel pulled the ticket folder for a while, and frowned: "300,000 Feldin is only converted to more than 200,000 gold pounds, don't you want to play word games, the appropriation we asked for at that time was 300,000 gold pounds, where did the 50,000 go?" ”

"In a hurry, a small passenger liner was scrapped."

Riel looked at him with a complicated look, and then put away the ticket folder: "I'd love to see you unlucky, but I'll have to do a lot of things when you die." I'll keep it secret for you for the time being, and you'll find a way to get some more money to fill this hole. ”

"Well said." Once the money becomes an astronomical amount, it will make people numb, anyway, Tang En doesn't take it seriously at all, "The Southern Continental Army Lord should be very rich, I'll go there and go around and bring you pearls when I come back." ”

"Okay."

In Uttar Pradesh, in the mansion of Mesanyes, the demigod of Lenburg hidden there suddenly shuddered.

"Something bad is going to happen."

The prophet wiped the thin sweat from his forehead and said with a little melancholy: "The prophecy shows that I am about to face a big and small crisis, but the contact of the Church of the Grim Reaper has not yet come......"

While he was hesitating, the sun suddenly began to shine outside the window.

568

"How long are you going to stay with me?"

"Where else can I go?"

"Yes." Edward nodded, "We are all evil gods, and we can't go to the Northern Continent, so we can only stay in the Southern Continent, where the sky is high and the seven gods are far away, and then by the way, we can spy on each other here to pass the time." ”

He said, "But honestly, I always felt like you were more than just staying here. As one of the five true gods of the omniscient and omnipotent five paths, your ability to gather should be very strong, and you should be hinting at your position to someone if you don't move for a long time. ”

"I can't figure out who it is."

The True Creator snorted covertly, "If He still knows it, he should come by himself." ”

"I think so too. In this case, if he still wants to do some kind of godhood ceremony, it is somewhat disrespectful to you. Edward cupped his cheeks, "So what do you think He should be doing now?" What stumbled His feet? ”

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

The True Creator replied with a blank face: "I have something to ask you, today is the 23rd, and there is less than a week before the end of June, why haven't you gone to the southeast coast of the Kingdom of Rune?" ”

"I'm waiting for the branch of fate to arrive."

Edward was bored as he flipped through a book in his hand, and on the cover were two striking English words: "You are curious, and I am curious why I am there, and there must be something that attracts me." ”

The true Creator asks a long-standing question: "Is it possible that it was not you who caused the event you prophesied?" ”

Edward swiped back a few pages of the book, seemingly consciously looking for something:

"I'm thinking about that too."

"But I don't think it's possible for any demon to do it without my involvement."

The demon suddenly frowned, feeling that something was not quite right, and after a while, he whispered strangely:

"It seems like there's really a guy who doesn't have my involvement...... I don't even know what the hell he's polluted with. ”

"Who?"

"It's complicated, I don't remember the details, but it has to do with Alsukhod's pen." Edward muttered, "Is the pen of Alesushod tired of playing with the current holder, and is planning to make a big change of people to trap him, or simply bring who to do?" ”

Hearing the "Pen of Alesukhod", which is 0-08, the true Creator understands a little.

It is a deal between Adam and the goddess of the night, Adam arranges the life of Azik Eggers, the resurrection of the god of death, so that he becomes attached to ordinary life and ordinary feelings, suppresses his instincts, prevents the resurrection of death, and uses him to confirm the location of the "artificial death". And the Goddess of the Night gave 0-08 as a price to Adam, so that he could gather the conditions for becoming a god, otherwise how could a defected bishop of Sequence 5 leave the heavily guarded basement of the main church of the Night Church with a level 0 seal.

Not only Edward Vaughn was familiar with this matter, but also the real Creator, because he had exploited a coincidence under the impetus of 0-08 in Tingen, so that the descent ceremony that was destined to end in failure had the slightest possibility of success.

"The pen of Alsukhod will surely attract him at some stage." The True Creator said, "That bishop has been on the run for almost four years, and it may be almost time." ”

"0-08 can do whatever he wants, but why is it that he is polluted by a demon who wants to hint at my past?" Edward couldn't help but say, "That's too obvious, isn't it?" He might as well just send me an invitation and let me go. ”

"You're going?"

"It sees, I don't think there's anything good about Adam looking for me, maybe it's just a coincidence."

Edward said sincerely: "I really can't fit in with you, it takes hundreds or even thousands of years to become a god or an old day, I can't imagine it, the first one I spent hundreds of years from birth to godhood, and then robbed a essentia during my roaming." ”

Became a two-way true god and then obtained essentia? The True Creator recalled the best ways to do it at the moment, and once again felt that the ideas and thinking of the gods of the starry sky were diametrically opposed to those already on earth, and he casually asked:

"Does this order have any effect on your strength?"

Edward gave him a strange look: "No. It's extremely lucky to be able to grab it and live to accommodate it, and there is still time to find different control methods? You earth gods really have resources and leisure. ”

The true Creator should not have heard, "Is it convenient to tell us about the form and composition of your essentia?" ”

"Are you using me as a sample? Well, I'm curious about how your essentia exists—since the 'River of Eternal Darkness' can be 'fetched water', can the 'Sea of Chaos' also be scooped up?" Is it possible to pry a brick down the 'Source Fort'? Is the 'City of Calamity', the 'Land of Disorder' really alive, or is it inhabitable by essentia-corrupted beings? ”

Edward laughed, "The 'Rootless Flower Sea' will continue to erode outward, so as to gain entities and affect the real world. The symbolic meaning is that 'everything will eventually perish', so there is no end to the sea of flowers, it will always spread forward, and there will be no borders. ”

"And after it was torn apart—"

Edward stretched out his hand and gestured: "The symbolism itself is destroyed, the sea of flowers is torn apart, and edges appear." Then my activities as a symbol and an embodiment ceased, outside the earth. ”

The core of the old days is essentia, and essentia also influences the symbols of the old days.

He was supposed to be "the final journey of all things."

"In other words, because of your own specialness, you can't leave until the essentia is replenished."

"Yes."

Edward sighed not sadly, and smiled, "This reminds me of a story from an old era. ”

"The devil was put in a bottle, and for the first hundred years, he said, Whoever can let me out, I will give him glory and riches."

"In the second hundred years, he said, whoever can let me out, I will make him pope."

"But no one came, and in the end, he said, whoever came first and let me out, I will kill whoever comes."

The true Creator looked at Him.

"In the first epoch, I said, as long as I can get the essentia back, I'll get out of here."

"In the second era, I said, as long as I can get the essentia back, I'll leave here."

"The third era, the fourth era, I've always thought about it."

"Until now." The True Creator said, "The Fifth Age, this Age meets your criteria and instincts, and you begin to act consciously and purposefully, and if you destroy this planet, you will be able to reclaim the essentia and leave." ”

"That's right." Edward smiled and replied, "Don't think I'm bullying you...... Except for the primitive world that is constrained by resources and the environment, I have never seen a civilization that has developed for five epochs and dares to call itself a novice village? ”

"And if that's really your limit, there's really no need to exist."

……

On Thursday morning, Klein woke up to a sense of continuity.

He yawned and got up, and while he was washing, the messenger Renette Tinnicol appeared with a reply from Ms. D.

"Nine o'clock in the morning......"

Crane glanced up at the clock, and there was plenty of time. He gave the courier the gold coins, washed up in order, settled breakfast and returned the house, and came to the vicinity of the warehouse, which had been smashed through the roof and cordoned.

He walked into the shadows, changed into Mr. X, and waited for a few minutes.

A "Traveler's Door" suddenly opened not far away, and Ms. D, dressed in casual clothes and without any jewelry, appeared in the alley.

Ms. D, wearing sunglasses to cover her overly distinctive eyes, lifted her skirt to Klein, "Good morning, Mr. X." Our collaboration is now officially underway. ”

Crane nodded.

"According to the plan, we were supposed to be in the port of Behrens or a nearby port, but now that I'm here, I need to re-route."

She looked at the warehouse that had been smashed through the roof, and was stunned for a moment, then realized, and suppressed a somewhat impolite smile.

Fifteen hours across the Tempest Sea, from the Gulf of Diece to the Southern Continent, did Mr. X run into Lord Donn?

TBC

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There may or may not be a double watch today.