Angoulême, who had been running with Imre and Valentine to the church of St. Robles for more information and the latest orders, was suddenly blinded by the sun, as if he had been in the dark for too long to adjust to the light.

It took a few seconds for him and his teammates to raise their heads and look at the sky.

It was still late at night, and Trier was instantly on a sunny afternoon!

Feeling the warmth of the sun, Angoulême felt cold all over his body, feeling that the problem had completely exploded and that disaster was coming.

The next second, they heard a series of explosions from the Rist Docks, from the Candid Market, from the Susit Steam Train Station, from the nearby yards and warehouses.

The rumbling movement echoed, and even after a short distance, Angoulême and the others saw the rising red flames and the burning buildings, and heard the sound of gunfire, cannons, and shouts.

The whole market area was thrown into chaos all at once.

The army rebellion in Erato was also distracting the extraordinary forces of Trier in order to make the insurrection lurking in the market area smoother? This is certainly not the same group of people as the general strike march on the docks and factories after dawn......

What's going on! Angoulême changed direction with a solemn expression and hurried towards the place where the explosion was most dense.

Imre and Valente followed.

Breeze Ballroom, 2nd Floor Cafe.

Gardner. Martin changed into a set of silver-white full-body armor from his previous collection, stood at the window, and smiled at Angoulême in a brown double-breasted coat. Morality. François and his men stayed away from the area.

The old Savoyard can already think of places like Rist Docks and Candid Man's Market.

He showed the hidden power of the Predator Cross in the market area without any reservations, in order to create the greatest chaos in the shortest possible time.

At this time, whether it is Blake, the "bloody palm" in charge of the honest man's market, Vincent at Rist Docks. Lorraine, Parsifal, who managed the yard, and Faustino, the butler who infiltrated the Suthitic steam train station, were all leading a team to set fires, detonate explosives, shoot, and destroy and kill indiscriminately.

"Fortunately, we were well prepared enough to complete the ceremony even if we were forced to advance." Gardner. Martin turned his head and said to Olsen, the "superintendent" who was standing not far behind him.

Olsen, who looked like a hungry bear, was still carrying his little brown suitcase.

Olsen said in an indifferent voice, "You didn't kill that witch?"

Gardner. Martin smiled:

"There's no need to kill such a stupid witch, she can't destroy anything, and, if you really want to do it, I'm not sure to solve her in a very short time, you know, witches have a strong ability to survive, and that will make us miss the opportunity."

"As for the other people in question, Albus was sent by me to the military camp in the Elato district, Lumian ......."

Speaking of Lumian, Gardner. The smile on Martin's face became more and more obvious.

He pulled down the visor of his helmet and looked out the window again.

In the bright sunlight, the flames of the Candid Market had turned the sky red, and there were shouts, shouts, gunshots, and explosions everywhere.

Gardner. Martin lifted his chin slightly, half-closed his eyes, and contentedly waited for the drama to be pushed to a climax.

The ceremony is nearing completion.

In the world of the painting, the westerly sun in the sky becomes more and more real, overlapping with the faint shadows.

Similar changes have taken place in every building here, and street vendors and pedestrians are no longer rigid and empty, running around in a chaotic way, looking for a place to hide.

The market area in the painting underneath and the real market area on the ground gradually become reality, and the other is rendered by flames like an oil painting, and the two become more and more similar, and the "projections" in the spiritual world are intertwined with each other.

Suddenly, they flipped up and down as if they were illusory, and the market area of the world in the painting came to the surface, no longer forming a complete seal with the rest of Trier, and the real market area became a mural in a cavern, connected to the underground.

The real Trier, the Breeze Ballroom was covered in a deep darkness, and the surrounding seal effect was weakened to a minimum.

In the depths of darkness, the three-headed and six-armed giant Lumian was attached to the mysterious gate, hearing it creak heavily, and seeing it slowly open backwards with blood and rust, revealing a gap that seemed to be burning with invisible flames.

Thundered!

The whole of Trier shook, and the sun-lit sky seemed to be dusk, covered with burning clouds.

...….

Erato district, inside Cloich Roswanstein.

The sleeping Earl of Puifer, Huo Ran, woke up from his dream.

He saw a little blood-stained sunlight peeping through the thick curtains, and heard the cry of cruelty and madness.

The entire beige castle, with its old bloodstains, was shaking, as if some behemoth was shaking its foundations violently.

Feeling the call and attraction from the depths of her soul, Puiver jerked out of bed and rushed out of the bedroom with a look of excitement.

He was so anxious that he didn't bother to put on his slippers and change out of his dark red cotton dressing gown, and ran down the corridor to the stairs with his bare feet and swaying the hem of his clothes.

I don't know how many nights he wished he could wake up like this.

That means that he has finally been recognized by the remnants of the spirit of his ancestors, that the time has come for the mysterious leader of the "Esoteric Society" to prophesy that the time has come, that the Sauron family has seen the hope of regaining strength, and that other Sauron is no longer plagued by the curse and can be reborn!

Count Puiver knew that this might not be a good thing for him, but he did not flinch or hesitate.

Isn't everyone in the Sauron family who chooses to live in the Red Swan Castle or who doesn't move out as an adult already mentally prepared for this?

Becoming the vehicle of the Ancestor's resurrection and merging with him is the glory of the members of the Sauron family!

Count Puiver descended the stairs and entered the labyrinth of the underground.

In the darkness behind him, next to the stairs, a figure stepped out.

It was Elose, who had changed into a beige hunting suit at some point, and her long brown and red hair was tied into a ponytail.

The young girl, who had the blood of both the Sauron family and the Einhorn family, stared at her cousin's back, and followed behind unhurriedly and silently.

...….

Market District, 3 White Coat Street, inside apartment 601.

After seeing the sun appear and hang in a westerly position, Franka and Anthony. Red was momentarily in a state of confusion.

It's two o'clock in the middle of the night, what sun is out?

What's going on?

Why is there such a strange phenomenon?

Franca and Anthony were awakened by the sound of explosions and gunshots in the market area, and the latter shivered visibly and instinctively tried to dodge.

But better than ever, he barely managed to control himself after making the decision to stay in Trier earlier.

The two glanced at each other, and both saw the surprise, doubt, and worry in each other's eyes.

"Did that catastrophe strike?" Anthony. Red asked in a deep voice.

Franka frowned:

"In the prophecy of the corpse of Cobuval, the catastrophe was accompanied by rain and water, and now it is ......"

Before she could finish speaking, her spirit suddenly sensed it, and she looked out the window again.

She saw a distinct shadow of the building opposite, overlapping and quickly separating.

At the same time, Franka's head was dizzy, as if she had fallen weightlessly and had not had time to use the Assassin's "feathering technique".

Anthony. Red felt the same way, and he said solemnly, "Affects everyone indiscriminately?"

"The effect of the ritual?"

Start the ritual of the disaster?

Franka was about to propose to leave the apartment, and as she approached the Church of the Fool on the Ravigny Docks, she checked the current situation when she felt that two items in the clothes pocket suddenly changed.

She quickly made a judgment based on her location: one was the palm-sized statue of the "Original Witch", which made Franka feel unusually cold even if it was separated by clothes;

The other is an ancient silver mirror she had obtained from the underground, an object that connected to a special mirror world that was trembling slightly, as if it had been stimulated by something, or resonated with the current environment, something not far away.

This...... Franka's eyes lit up.

Combined with the fact that the two items were moving at the same time, she suspected that there was something related to the high-ranking person of the "witch" path around!

……

In the monastery of the Sacred Heart, which has become the sun, the cry of a baby is constantly heard.

It was a starry sight on the face of the "magician" lady, and it seemed that there were a large number of insects crawling in and out of the shape of a gate, and the surface of the "justice" lady's skin was covered with gray-white scales, which made her have to "soothe herself".

And the dazzling sunlight also made the two big Arcana cards instinctively close their eyes, and in front of them, layer after layer of void was staggered, and one starlight after another was stacked, blocking the spreading blazing "far away".

They are all familiar with the forces that are coming:

That is the divine power of the "Eternal Sun"!

Although this true god did not leave the astral plane and descended into reality, he indirectly "borrowed" a little power through the "Moon Lady" who gave birth to the gods, and through the baby she had just born.

The power of God!

The "magicians" and "justices" who were struggling to support did not panic, because they had companions.

When they found out that "Lady Moon" was hiding in the Sacred Heart Monastery, they prepared for the worst.

Stopped on the "Blue Avenger" at Lavigny Pier, Alger, a sailor's sailor and with dark blue hair, stood on the bow of the ship, and saw the sky suddenly brighten, and the sun hung in the west.

Worried, and a little excited, he took out an item.

It is a card with a front depicting Russell the Great with his hands held aloof and a triple crown on his head, with elements such as lightning, wind, and waves behind it.

"Tyrant" card!

This is one of the blasphemous cards made by Russell the Great.

"The Hanged Man" Alger made a special trip to Trier and did not participate in other directions, in order to prevent the biggest accident!

According to the prior communication, preset branding, and skillful prayer, as a "sailor" through the sage, he can use the "tyrant" card to temporarily inherit the power of a certain one, so as to fight against the sun in the sky without affecting the stability of the astral plane.

Whoa!

As Alger bowed his head in prayer, and as the "Tyrant" card lit up, Trier's sky suddenly darkened, and countless droplets of water clicked to the ground in the sunlight.

Rain, torrential rain.