It had been raining heavily in the sky, and towering trees had obscured the sky, making it impossible to see through a single light.

It's hard to tell the difference between day and night.

A man in tattered clothes walked across the muddy ground, his footprints leaving a hot, charred mark on the ground, and there seemed to be flames still remaining on it.

The rain fell on him and immediately became a steaming mist, and the man became the only sun in the rainforest.

After a long time, the man raised his head and muttered:

"Why am I here? Why pursue promotions? ”

The air around them seemed to begin to grow cold, and a circular portal appeared in mid-air, and a blue liquid gushed out of the portal, and a shark appeared, holding a letter in its mouth.

The man extinguished the flames on his body, he opened the letter and saw what it was:

"My loyal servants,

The plan to slay the demigods is about to begin, so wherever you are, go to Beckland and assist my departer, Lewis. Harvey made the plan.

I will be watching you in the dark. ”

The man's body was on fire again, and the letter was burned, and he felt a feeling of worship and fear slowly entering his body, and the whispers in his ears gradually disappeared.

"'Mr. Red Dragon', the place where you are is my sanctuary!"

……

On a small island away from the sea, it is home to many large and strange creatures, and a rainbow lizard sticks out its tongue to prey on a piranha with a single horn.

In the sunlight, it was as if there was water shattering in the air, and Tifana's figure emerged in the sunlight, looking up in the direction of the sun.

A bat with wings burning with blue flames flew out of the air, holding a simple letter in its mouth.

Opening the letter, Tiffana saw what it contained:

"My loyal servants,

The plan to slay the demigods is about to begin, so wherever you are, go to Beckland and assist my departer, Lewis. Harvey made the plan.

I will be watching you in the dark. ”

Her body shuddered for a moment, and then she put the letter away.

"I can't live up to Mr. Red Dragon's expectations, and if I take the 'Pleasure' potion, I will be able to advance to Sequence Six."

Tifana's heart was getting heavier and heavier, and she was in danger of losing control without fully digesting the potion.

"What Mr. Dependant said may not be entirely true, if I am lucky enough, I can help Mr. 'Red Dragon' do more."

……

Beckland, 13 Aort Street, in a humble house.

Miss Windsor knelt on the ground, her head bowed, as if praying fervently to something.

It was the middle of the day, but the room was gloomy and terrifying, and star-like objects fell from the roof and fell on her.

To Windsor's ears, the almost insanely mad whisper was so gentle and moving, like a lover's whisper in the ear.

After a moment, Windsor muttered:

"Yes, he is about to depart to find essentia for you, and will open the passage for your arrival."

……

In a dimly lit room, the glow of candles reflected the golden bricks.

In the shadows, a man examines the dirt in his fingernails, his face gloomy. He didn't remember his habit of digging with his nails, and he didn't think he would do such a vulgar thing.

"Wait...... Don't run! ”

The quill in the man's hand suddenly broke free and flew towards the desk in the room, where there was clean manuscript paper.

The quill scribbled quickly on the paper, and the man hurried after him before he even had time to lift his trousers.

By the time he grabbed the quill, there was already an extra row of handwriting on the paper:

"The time of Inszangwill's death has come, and the weak transcendents who were once teased by him will be found here......"

"It's good that I didn't finish it." Ince who didn't lift his pants. Zangwille breathed a sigh of relief, and he added below:

"The above is just the delusion of a third-rate writer, and the real script is Ince. Zangwill successfully advances to Sequence 4, and the Church of the Night, which once abandoned him, finally regrets it and begins to pay the price for their short-sightedness.

And sequence four is far from Ince. At the end of Zangwill, he will become an angel, or even a true god, and no one can stop him......"

Looking at his finished work, Ince. Zangwill was in a much better mood, and that was the script he needed.

Although, this script has no details for the time being, and it lacks rationality, and there are still a lot of stories to fill. However, he had reason to believe that under the protection of both the Witch Sect and the royal family, his path to promotion would be extremely easy.

……

At dusk, Lewis had just returned from the National Police Department, and although he had been assured by Earl Hall, his suspicions had not been completely cleared.

"As long as there is no special high-order transcendent to make a move, no one will be able to investigate the sequence five I killed, as well as the demigod of the 'Black Emperor Path'.

They repeatedly investigated me, not necessarily to find out the truth of the matter, but more like vested interests were beating me in order to make me give up more interests and compromise with them. ”

Lewis has reason to believe that sooner or later alternating current will spread to the world, but these things are still a long way off.

What's more, his mind is not at all about making money as a businessman, and getting the seal 0-08 is more important than making money.

After all, this is a world dominated by gods, and in the eyes of the gods, big businessmen are not nobler than ordinary people, and high-ranking transcendents do not take many risks.

A cold feeling struck him, and Lewis turned on his vision to see a three-legged mouse crawling over and delivering him a letter with a red cover.

"The last of Mr. Red Dragon's dependents has also come to Beckland, and the news of Miss Sharon has not been delivered until now, and it seems that it will not come."

Lewis sighed, and he went into the gray fog to write the letter, perhaps, tonight was the time to act.

Once he gets the seal 0-08, he will immediately find an excuse to leave Beckland and use the power of the seal to achieve his goals.

Sending all the letters, Lewis changed into a black cloak and hid his face under it.

He checked what he was carrying again to make sure there were no problems with his actions tonight.

Lewis already had an idea of how to get into George III's mausoleum.

Entering George III's mausoleum requires teleportation spells, and most of these spells are on Cherry.

"Thanks to the well-informed Mr. Azik, it would have been difficult to find a way into the tomb of George III even if he had found it."

(End of chapter)