764

"I can't see through Him anymore......"

Hearing this, Leonard's Adam's apple rolled and did not speak.

The office was eerily quiet, and Leonard came to his senses with the crisp sound of a window glass shattered by ball lightning falling to the ground.

Leonard subconsciously moved his steps, but then remembered that he was now temporarily living in the church of the friendly church as a "collaborator" and "guest", and that someone would clean it up after a while - in fact, when he was at Black Thorn Security, he often didn't need to solve it as the captain of Sequence 5, but it was not his style to do anything and wait for others to help.

So he summoned his contract spirits and asked them to help clean up the broken glass on the ground.

As for the charred silhouette of a human near the door frame, and the extraordinary properties of the "Wind Favorer", Leonard decided to wait for the church to deal with it himself.

After such a play, Leonard's originally relaxed and somewhat complaining mood disappeared in an instant. He realized that the development between the "Fool" and Amon was not optimistic, and the tolerance for the coercive arbitrariness of the Thunder Church was much higher, and the image of the Thunder God was suddenly much taller.

"Old man, do you see what's wrong?"

After the dead twelve transparent worms were absorbed by Pales, Leonard tried to open the door again, and found that the scene behind the door had returned to normal, and the corridor was filled with extraordinary people from the church from time to time, without the influence of the spirit world.

Leonard certainly knew the Time Worm - after all, when he killed Ince Zangwill, Crane and his "Destiny" Charm were made by him with the "Time Worm" he had begged from the old man.

As a result, he recognized the "Time Worm" at a glance and was certain that the worm must have been sent by Amun.

Amon wanted to deceive himself and trick the old man and himself into the spirit world, but the old man didn't even notice it and didn't remind himself!

Thinking of this, Leonard pursed his lips. Thinking about the ability of the high-ranking "thief" to steal ideas and even parasitic microorganisms unconsciously, Leonard's hair stood on end, and he only felt that the world around him seemed to be full of Amon, and he couldn't help but lower his voice and asked again:

"Old man, Amon wasn't so powerful, was he?"

"If He could fool you, then you wouldn't be able to hide until now!"

Pales laughed angrily at his words, but Amon couldn't laugh at the moment, and had to snort hard to show his displeasure with Leonard's unscrupulous words.

But after humming, Parles had to accept the reality:

"Amon really wasn't that powerful."

"But after seeing the situation behind the door, I can be sure that Amon is definitely different from the previous one......"

Most importantly, Amon found Him!

For thousands of years, Parles has survived until now with Amon's not-so-strong desire to become a god and his own subtle hidden techniques. With the difference in power between them, Amon could have sought Him for thousands of years, but if He failed once, he would have died without a body.

All this time, Pales has been trying his best to hide, although Amon has not stopped, and will continue to send clones to look for him, but the clones are still easy to deal with, and he has never been found - but now, Amon suddenly appeared in front of him, and even deceived his eyes!

Parles did not doubt it at all, paused slightly, and then said in the most prosaic tone:

"But you don't talk too much...... Boy, the 'fool' you know is probably not in a good situation now, I'm afraid he's dead. ”

Leonard's face suddenly became even more ugly, his good impression of the god-level existence of the "Fool" was mainly based on the fact that Crane Moretti and the "Fool" did not take the initiative to harm others, nor spread the cult, and even punished the impostor, but if the "Fool" and Crane were really put together, Leonard would definitely choose to help Crane decisively.

"How so...... If Mr. 'Fool' is in danger and defeated by Amon, then Crane is not already ......"

If even the gods have lost their advantage, then what is the gain of the dependents? He couldn't accept this development at all, even though he knew that a small friction between the gods would leave ordinary people dead without a place to be buried.

Leonard spun around his office like an ant on a hot pan, when there was another knock on the door.

A few shrewd-looking and sophisticated Church Extraordinaries knocked on the door and walked into the office with Leonard's permission.

The senior deacons of these "substitutes" rushed in, and they couldn't help but look shocked when they noticed the complete charred humanoid silhouette that was attached to the ground and walls. But they quickly calmed down, nodded at Leonard, and made a "please" gesture.

Leonard nodded at them as well, packed the papers on the table and bags, and walked out of the office bypassing them.

"Don't worry, the church will arrange a new office space for you when they come back." The senior deacon, who passed by him, said succinctly.

Leonard paused slightly: "Trouble." ”

He walked aimlessly in the corridor for a while, then entered a utility room where no one was around, sat down on a cardboard box, and whispered:

"Old man, do you have any way? Is there a way to look at Klein's situation? ”

Just listening to the first half of the sentence, Pales rolled his eyes directly, and only after hearing the second half of the sentence did he reluctantly say: "Divination? There must be a way, but what if that former colleague of yours is now wearing monocles? Do you want to bring in a few more clones? ”

Leonard hesitated for two seconds, his brain running at high speed:

"Old man, I don't think you'll be in any danger for a while."

Pales narrowed his eyes: "How can you see it?" ”

"Amon's doppelganger came just now, but it has been cleared."

Speaking of this, Leonard immediately reached out and gently slapped it on his chest, and said seriously: "Thank you for your kindness, praise you, God of Thunder, Lord of Truth, thank you for saving my life...... This doppelganger came so quickly, it should have been sent by Amon to test you, but if the god of thunder did not look at you and me, Amon had already succeeded just now. But since this doppelganger has failed, it proves that we are protected now, and if we continue to do it to you, we will give you the 'Time Worm' for nothing, and Amon will not continue to let you regain your strength. ”

"In other words, even if you go to divination now, divination of Klein's current situation, no Amon will find you!"

After hearing this, Pales couldn't help but say:

"Would you only use your brain like you do now when something happens to your former colleague?"

"I'm usually moving, too!" Leonard argued for himself and patted the bag of papers he was holding in his arms, "I write material seriously every day!" I'm seriously writing a summary report every week! When an extraordinary event occurs, it will also plan tactics and call in personnel! ”

Parles rolled his eyes.

"I don't have the skills for divination." "I can only observe the changes in fate, but I can't necessarily see whether there is an Ammon influence or not," Parles said succinctly. If you want a detailed explanation, either pray to your goddess of the night or ask the god of thunder for help. ”

"Got it, got it, old man, take a look."

Why are you so rude when you ask someone? Parles sneered twice, and was unprepared, directly using the occult connection between Leonard and Crane, and extracting some small memory fragments, and began to construct the image of Klein Moretti in his own mind, and then borrowed the extraordinary abilities of the "decryption scholar" and the "Trojan Horse of Fate" to "analyze" the fate of the other party.

"Decryption" is like stepping on a point, or the preparation of "looking for precious things" and "preparing to steal key items". If Pales were to take a trip to 160 Berlund Street, he would be able to gain more intelligence by "deciphering" the traces of reality.

On the streets of Berklund, a crow that had been controlled by Zarathu flapped its wings from its nest and landed near the mansion.

As if a spring had been installed under the crow's feet, it jumped and landed on the windowsill.

"Klein Moretti...... The last traces he left were ...... in Beckland"

There was a cleanly wiped footprint on the windowsill, but this footprint, which had been wiped clean for four days, still appeared in the eyes of Parles Zoroyaster through occult connections.

He tried to parse the owner of the footprint—but He wasn't there, and three days had passed, and the occult connection had all but disappeared.

But with great difficulty, Pales found clues from "the people who were present in this mansion", where there were traces of fire, and there were remnants of unrest and war.

“…… The trail went all the way to the east, entering the ruins of the Divine War......"

Parles frowned and said to himself:

"He went to the ruins of the Divine War to enter the land forsaken by the gods?"

This route, combined with the breath that is undoubtedly a hunter, if he guessed correctly, the one who came here to take Crane and lead him to the Godforsaken Land should be Medici, the "Angel of War" of the Aurora Society!

"Caught?"

Medici was killed by Amon and others in the Quaternary Period, which could not have been cooperative in any way, and the true creator had already ...... After all, Pales was a human spirit, and in just a few minutes he deduced the general development of events, and he organized his language and said:

"Your former colleague may still be alive."

Leonard's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he became nervous: "Where is he?" Isn't it very dangerous now? ”

"No, it's probably—probably—a kind of protection."

Paris didn't think in the direction of the promotion ceremony, and he didn't know the specific details of the promotion of the "miracle master", not to mention that most people would not associate a person who had only been in the promotion sequence for more than a month with the promotion sequence 2 ceremony.

"Godforsaken Land should be the last place Amon wants to go right now, your former colleague is there, and there is still a chance to live."

Although Parles didn't feel the need for a Sequence 3 to be focused on by Amon, considering that Leonard's former colleague was also a relative of Amon's enemy, the Fool, he still guessed that Amon would kill Klein Moretti.

Actually, demigods...... In the past, this sequence was almost a small character who was killed by an angel or more on the battlefield or in a small strife. All beings are equal under the angels, and there is no difference between the high and low sequences and ordinary people. In the Quaternary period, throwing a stone into a big family like Abraham had a chance of hitting a sage, which was not as rare and valuable as it is now, and there was a chance to be chosen to name the church.

The crow, which had stayed at 160 Berklund Street, flapped its wings and flew away, landed dozens of meters away, and after walking a few steps, suddenly died in the corner.

"You don't have to worry about this for now."

Parles spoke directly, choking Leonard's words in his throat: "Your former colleague is in a similar situation to you and me...... If you really want to do something, go and pray, pray for the mercy of the god of thunder. ”

Leonard froze for a moment.

……

The sun in the eastern continent gradually passed through the middle of the sky and entered the afternoon.

Crane looked up at the sky and guessed it should be three or four o'clock in the afternoon. According to his geographical knowledge, it can be known that at this moment, it is already night in the southern and northern continents, and at least the sun should be setting.

After some discussion, Crane and the two angels reached an agreement to negotiate with Mooncity at dawn.

This is certainly dangerous, but if you approach rashly in the dark, the frightened people of Tsukijo are more likely to pray directly to the "fool".

Sooner or later, they will be discovered, but it will be easier for them to take action if they are discovered later.

"Well, I'm over."

Crane stood up, dusted himself off, and transformed himself into an image of Gelman Sparrow.

Medici nodded, then pulled something out of the inner pocket of his armor and threw it at Klein, "Take this." ”

Klein subconsciously caught it, then unfolded his palm, and found that what Medici had thrown to him was a stone cross, no more than five or six centimeters long, with a frosted surface, and the most striking thing was the center of the cross, where the stone was cracked, revealing the golden linear medulla in it. As soon as a little spirituality is injected into it, the golden medulla will glow and cover the surface of the stone.

"It's the Lord's thing."

It is an item of the real Creator, but it is also really derived from the ancient sun god. Ever since getting this item, the War Angel hasn't let it disappear from his vision. Now, for the sake of the ritual and these remnants of the new human figure, Medici has chosen to cut her love for the time being.

His eyes lingered on the cross for a moment, and his tone was a little menacing: "If you lose it, I will leave you here too." ”

Klein suddenly felt a little stressed, and when he thought that this was a relic of the true creator, he couldn't help but nod solemnly:

"I'll do everything I can to protect it."

With that, he turned around and walked step by step towards the small stronghold, under the light of the sun that was gradually tilting to the west.

The distance of two hundred kilometers was not far for the Sage, but it was not close either, and Crane tried to advance on foot as much as possible to make the effect of being dusty.

About an hour later, as the clock was approaching the end of the day, Crane approached the stronghold. In the light, he was gradually able to see the images of the people in the stronghold—similar to what he had seen on the Source Fort, deformed, disabled, missing or increased limbs, which were the most distinguishing features of the inhabitants of Moon City, and should have been the characteristics of all the survivors of the Godforsaken Lands—except for Silver City, which had black grass.

He stopped and took a deep breath.

Mentally prepared, Klein slowly walked towards the stronghold, into the perceptual range of those who were extraordinary in the middle sequence.

……

The male guard outside the colony was the first to react, and he jerked his head and looked into the distance.

"Who's there!"

He shouted under his breath as he quickly gestured to his companions to immediately equip the extraordinary items, just in case.

Most monsters don't have the intelligence to think, only the nature of attacking, but some will lie dormant and wait for their prey...... The guards did not dare to let their guard down, and in his field of vision, the figure stopped, looked in their direction, paused for a moment, and then began to approach again.

It was a slender young man, with black hair and brown eyes, and a grim expression, not a deformant, nor abnormal.

Wearing a strange hat, wearing strange clothes, and carrying a lantern made of a special material, he walked step by step from the depths of darkness.

Probably because the sun had not yet set, he did not have a lantern in his hand, and one hand seemed to hold something to his chest.

The strange man had a serious expression, but he inexplicably did not arouse the vigilance of the Moon City team. They watched him approach step by step, and finally stopped dozens of meters away, speaking in a deep voice:

"Are you from Moon City?"

It speaks the language of giants...... Clear-eyed and able to communicate...... The male guard opened his mouth, stopping the urge to answer knee-jerk.

He asked rhetorically:

"Who are you?"

The visitor made a gesture of reaching out, and his free right hand grabbed through the air and pulled out a log cane.

The people of Moon City had never seen a similar extraordinary ability, and their eyes were drawn to the log cane for a moment.

"I'm Gelman. Jack sparrow. ”

"I am the messenger of the 'fool' and the messenger of the Creator."

Klein's gaze swept over their faces, and he said in the same tone:

"I'm from beyond the Cursed."

"It brought their promises, and the salvation promised by the 'fools.'"

Hearing this answer, all members of the team were in a trance, wondering if they were hallucinating.

TBC

——————

"I'm going to get you out of here."

(End of chapter)