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"Next, are you going to Moon City with me?"

Hearing the High Priest's words, Klein half-turned his body and pointed to the solidified gray mist with the lantern he was holding in his hand:

"When did you start trying to open this barrier? What's the catch? ”

He had almost determined that the High Priest was just parasitized, and that he was not currently being controlled in his mind, nor was he deceiving him. At the same time, Crane once again asked for the cross from Medici's hand, causing it to glow with a golden glow as warm as the sun.

The Extraordinaires of Moon City stared intently at the golden cross in Crane's hand, their eyes and faces dyed golden with the light. They knew it was the Lord's belongings, but they also knew that it was probably the Lord's relics.

In this way, it is impossible for the high priest to lie to him, whatever the reason.

The high priest Nim said calmly:

"It was originally an oracle of the Lord, who told us to try to find a way through this mist while we were on guard."

"After the curse of the earth, we took this as the main direction in search of hope, but there was no real gain, no matter what method we used, this solidified fog did not react......"

Speaking of this, Nim hesitated for a moment and said:

"It's not completely unresponsive, but it's not the reaction we want."

Crane saw hope at once, kept his pace of speech normal, and asked:

"What's the reaction?"

Nim said, "More than 1,730 years ago, the high priest at that time had an inspiration in the face of the cruel fact that nearly two thousand years of attempts in Moon City had been fruitless. ”

"He felt that he could not treat this mist purely as a barrier to be opened, or a seal to be breached, but as a great being."

"He designed the honorific name, the prayer and the corresponding symbols for this mist, and it was here that he performed one ritual after another, trying to communicate, trying to pray."

…… This is really an idea that normal people can't think of...... I didn't think of it just now...... Sure enough, after so many years, there must have been a lot of people with strange thinking in Yuecheng...... More than 3,000 years of time is not given for nothing...... Klein sighed in his heart, nodded slightly, and said:

"Feedback after that?"

Nimes replied in the affirmative in a nasal voice, and continued:

"Once, the high priest changed the first sentence of his name to 'Eternal and Unchanging Mist...... and then, at the end of the ceremony, he faintly heard a sound from deep in the mist, but unfortunately, he couldn't hear it clearly, and he couldn't try to decipher the specific meaning."

"Since then, we have had countless ceremonies, and we have found that not every response has been made, and even if there is, it may not be so timely, and you need to be patient."

"You designed a name for the seal?" Medici was surprised, "That's good, how did that high priest of yours have a brain?" ”

So this gray mist is a kind of seal? You seem to know more than we do...... Nim glanced at the red-haired man quizzically, unsure whether he was complimenting or belittling, so he nodded and did not speak.

Crane's mind was spinning rapidly, and he asked as he pondered:

"How many times will it succeed?"

"There is no pattern, sometimes it succeeds at the first time, and sometimes there may not be feedback in a month." High Priestess Nim sighed and said, "We've made a lot of improvements, but none of them are useful. ”

"Did you hear what those voices were saying?" Crane asked instead.

"No, maybe our sequence is not high enough, and our strength is not strong enough." Nimes shook his head.

If that's the reason, then I can give it a try...... Klein pondered for a few seconds, then politely requested:

"Please tell me the time, approximate location and materials of your ceremony, I want to give it a try."

……

Colin looked at the young man in front of him calmly, and said in a calm tone:

"Darek, you're here again today in the Round Tower, and you came here yesterday, what are you looking for?"

Darek was suddenly called by his name, and reflexively put down the hardcover book in his hand, his eyes a little dazed.

Hearing the Chief's words, he tried his best to think, but it felt as if he was just repeating the process of "coming to the Round Tower, finding something, leaving the Round Tower". He himself was very strange that he had been looking for something, but had forgotten what he was looking for.

Between the bookshelves of the Round Tower Library, an old man and a young man stood like this, less than two meters apart.

"I ...... I'm supposed to be in ...... Looking for something ......"

Colin nodded, and asked again, "So what are you looking for?" ”

"You've been coming here every day since last week, staying here for a few hours and then leaving. Sometimes it's me, sometimes it's the other elders who talk to you, but you don't seem to have any memories of the past, and every time you come it acts like it's the first time. ”

"Today is the fifth day." After the sunrise and sunset, Silver City received a clock from the outside world from the "Fool", which could more accurately record the time and date changes, Colin paused, his tone unchanged, "You remember it well, what have you forgotten." ”

Forgot something? Derick's gaze was glazed for a moment, a little unbelievable to his ears:

"I ...... Coming every day? ”

Colin looked at him in silence.

Derrick was a little unsure of what the chief meant—in Silver City, there was only one person who could do such a thing, but they couldn't say each other's names rashly—and they both felt that the scene was somewhat familiar, and some strange images vaguely appeared in his mind, it was the process of entering the round tower again and again, which reminded him of the "loops" he had gone through when he met Jack a long time ago.

Is it His Highness the "Angel of Destiny" who trapped me?

But...... What did He ask me to come to the library every day? What are you looking for?

Darek was puzzled, he didn't know where he had done something wrong, nothing had happened in Silver City recently, and the prayers to the Lord and the "Fools" and some small rituals had never gone wrong, why would the "Angel of Destiny", who had never interfered in the internal affairs of Silver City, suddenly make a move and use "loop" to hint at him?

But after all this experience, Deric was no longer a teenager, he quickly looked at the ancient book he was holding in his hand—a general education textbook about the history of Silver City, and he blinked, feeling as if an inspiration had slipped out of his mind quickly.

Derick turned to the Chief and asked earnestly:

"Chief, may I ask what books I've been reading in the library these days?"

Colin looked into Derick's eyes, then at the general education textbook in his hand:

"That's it."

“？”

"Every day you come here, you come back to this place, open the book, and look at the contents in a daze." Colin Iliad said slowly, "That's one of the reasons I think you're stuck in a 'loop'...... You're repeating the same action all the time. ”

“……”

Darek's eyes widened.

The Chief doesn't seem to be affected by the "loop", and can even observe and summarize his behavior patterns, and the Chief's implication is nothing more than to let him think about it himself, what he is looking for must be in this book, but only he knows.

Derrick immediately lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand.

I saw that the general education textbook of mythology and history in his hand happened to be specially borrowed by him for the other members of the Tarot Society a long time ago, and there were soft nail marks on the edge of the page that he had left for recording at that time.

The page that is currently on the page is also about the records of the ancestors of the Silver City on "the Lord who created all things, the all-knowing and all-powerful God", and briefly introduced the "eight 'kings of angels' who surrounded the Lord...... With the help of the Fool, Derrick has learned the names of these men and passed on the truth of the Cataclysm to the Chief, which is something they are familiar with.

This page doesn't look like a problem...... Derrick carefully read the page back and forth several times, but found no clue.

What exactly is the "Angel of Destiny" trying to imply to me?

“…… The Lord was surrounded by eight kings of angels, and they are also recorded as ......"

Derrick frowned, and went through the page again. He stared at the end of the page with an unfinished sentence, and finally hesitated to turn the page.

- The first line reads "Angel of Time".

Darek stared at the lines, thoughtful, silent, and finally, slowly, closed the book.

"Angel of Time"? Amon?

Did Amon reappear in Silver City? This time, why is it not Mr. "Fool" who is alerting, but the "Angel of Destiny" who should theoretically be under the command of the same lord reminding himself?

There were too many bad thoughts flashing through Darik's mind, and Daerik looked at the chief standing not far from him, and suddenly felt fear in his heart.

- Is the chief credible?

Could it be that the Chief has been parasitized by Amon?

Was he asking me what was wrong with me, or was he testing me to see if I had found Amon?

The lack of intelligence was frightening, and Darek's scalp tingled, and he couldn't know what kind of expression he should look at Chief Colin now, and at the same time, he thought of one more thing - if he joined the "loop", how many times did he realize that something was wrong?

"What's wrong with you?" Colin looked at him a little strangely.

"Nothing." Darek licked his lips, his voice a little dry, "It's nothing......"

Colin glanced at Darik suspiciously, didn't ask anything, and when he didn't want to speak, he quietly turned and left.

Daerik's Adam's apple rolled, he wasn't sure if he was right, but he didn't dare to keep his guess alone in his stomach. So, after Colin left, he quickly moved his fingers, inadvertently leaving a small scratch under the name of the "Angel of Time".

Then, he closed the book and placed it neatly on the shelf.

……

After one attempt after another, as the altar projection disappeared, Nim, the High Priest of Mooncity, pondered and said to Gelman Sparrow, who had made the strange lantern:

"It doesn't seem to work today, you can wait until tomorrow to try again, and it won't take more than two months at most."

At this moment, Klein's mind was full of another question:

Could it be that it is the perfunctory use of historical pore images that makes the ritual unsuccessful?

He examined himself deeply and decided to listen to the words of the High Priest of Moon City, and try again tomorrow, and when the time comes, he must ask the other party to bring the real materials.

He was about to nod his head when a vague voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

The voice came from the depths of the gray mist, layered, faint, and unusually vague.

Got an effect? This ritual really works, but the delay is too high...... Crane was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately raised his right hand and pressed it down slightly, signaling the extraordinaries of Moon City not to speak.

He immediately held his breath, gathered his thoughts, and began to listen intently.

The sound that reverberates in the gray mist seems to come from a number of different objects, intertwined, sometimes interfering with each other, canceling each other, sometimes overlapping, and resonating.

Gradually, the voice became a little clearer in Klein's ears, especially the moment of resonance.

It seemed to be a familiar language, and it seemed like countless people were chanting a name together.

That name is:

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun".

“…………”

When he heard the voices in the depths of the gray mist, Klein trembled slightly, and the back of his head instantly went numb.

The sensation spread quickly to the top of his head and to all parts of his body, causing tiny bumps to rise on the surface of his skin.

This is the second time he has heard the name "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" from "others" in the real world!

On the edge of the legendary "Western Continent", outside of his vanished homeland, Crane hears for the first time in the real world the incantation that causes him to "cross", hears one of the most important secrets hidden in his heart, and hears the Oriental honorific name to which one he doesn't know which existence he points to.

He stood there, his mind almost blank, and the voices of chanting and shouting, sometimes vague and sometimes clear, echoed in his ears:

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun......

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun......

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun ......"

When the voices grew lower and lower, almost gone, Klein finally regained his thoughts.

As a pseudo-god who has done a lot of "bad things", his first reaction was:

"I changed 'Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun' to 'King of Yellow and Black in charge of good luck', will I be punished by God?"

A lot of strange thoughts popped up uncontrollably in Crane's head, and then he quietly tilted his head, wanting to see if the extraordinaries of Moon City and the others had heard the prayer from the gray mist just now.

At the moment when he turned his head, Crane's expression froze suddenly.

He saw the Extraordinary Man of Moon City rubbing his eyes, then he narrowed his eyes and took out a monocle from his pocket, wiped it, and brought it to his right eye.

"......" Crane was a little numb, he forgot about other things for a moment, and his eyes were fixed on the extraordinary.

High Priest Nimes sensed the anomaly of the oracle, and he glanced back and explained to Klein:

"This is a decoration that has become popular in Moon City recently."

"It can also be used as an adjunct device for the treatment of eye diseases...... It is said that this is one of the items of the 'Fool', and we all enjoyed it. ”

The last sentence added by the high priest was out of place, obviously made to slap the "fool's" oracle, but when it fell on Klein's ears, he got goosebumps on his back, and even his hair stood on end.

He looked at the extraordinary person who was not good-looking, and only felt that every expression and movement of the other party, and even the subtle ups and downs of the corners of his mouth, seemed to have turned into a sneer from Amon.

TBC

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Southern Continent.

"You said that your food factory is willing to sell some of the compressed grain that was squeezed before and is about to expire at a low price?"

Richard crossed the papers in his hand and replied to Audrey's words without raising his head: "What did you say was the name of the food factory you wanted to buy...... Oh, you go buy it - you go buy it, hahahaha, but buy some of it first, don't too much, buy it and show it to me first. ”

Letty Orr didn't know why, but when she heard that the angel was willing to help her check the quality of the food, she smiled anyway:

"Thank you."

Immediately afterward, she looked around the room and saw no sign of Tawfik.

The Sage has recovered, only last week, but is still reluctant to be in the place where Letty Orr is.

"Is there anything else going on?" It's busy.

There was a slight noise outside, as if something was going on. Letty quickly shook her head and smoothed the folds of the light-colored apron on her knees with her hand: "No, I'm going to go to the hospital to continue working, by the way, Kaja's affairs are also for you to continue to pay more attention to, she is a very good child, and she can do crafts." ”

Richard flipped through the documents written in all the Tan languages, Audrey had not learned this kind of language, and could not understand the content on it, so she could only judge from Richard's expression that the things on it did not seem to be something she liked to see.

"Oh, I know what you mean."

Richard nodded: "I'm thinking about the factory, gathering the girls for them to learn crafts, making handicrafts is the best way, but we don't have much money right now...... Well, if I have money, I'll send a resentful soul to build a factory school when I go back. ”

Letty breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you. ”

She stood up and got up to leave, and then she saw Richard stand up first, flicking the three papers in his hand out the window.

"A middle-class aristocrat who looted the people's fat and ointment to curry favor with the Northern Continent, a plantation owner who waited for an opportunity to sell the country and send money to the Northern Continent to send slaves, and a man who paid workers up to 6% of their wages and did not pay for work-related injuries."

"The family has a lot of property, adding up to more than 500,000 pounds...... I'm so happy it's finally time to liquidate these guys! ”

The Angel of Temperance stood up and stretched, a sunny smile on his face.

It was as if he was going to do something he had been waiting for, and his whole being exuded a joyful aura that would make the ruins full of small flowers. I saw Richard leisurely walk to the bedside, looking at the bustling people on the street below, and the three documents he threw out fell like three pigeons, attracting the attention of the emotional crowd below. Under the gaze of the people, the white dove turned into hemp rope and hung the three men standing on the high platform with precision, and hung them on the protrusions of the buildings on both sides of the street.

Under the action of huge force, with just a snap, the vertebrae of the three people were all instantly broken, and their necks grew sharply.

The severed spine was barely connected by flesh, and the tongue spit out uncontrollably, stretching longer and longer with the neck.

"After the property is liquidated, it will be distributed by household according to the list of poor households and workers, and there are no street lights...... No street lights! Modernization construction also has to be put on the agenda, send someone over to learn some technology from Intis, there is no street lamp always feel that something is missing......"

"Well, the children of this family are still young, they haven't enjoyed the dirty money of their parents for a few years, they were sent to an orphanage for a good education, and when they grow up according to the convention, they tell her the real situation of the family and let her choose, the only son of this family has inherited part of the family property? Very good, very good, after being caught, I will work for 20 years, accept labor reform, deprive myself of political rights for life, and decide whether to be a civilian or a ...... depending on the results of the reform."

Richard yawned and beckoned to the stunned Letty:

"Help me get that stack over there."

"Well, today I will hang up the rich people who have saved up for a long time before. Don't stand still and save time. ”

(End of chapter)