"There is a shelter under our company for everyone to evacuate – please see, this is the place where we evacuate and drill, and if there is damage to large machinery in the factory, we will notify everyone through this channel."

In the factory under the jurisdiction of the Aurora Corporation, a man in a worker's uniform has a slight smile on his face and talks to those around him about how to use these emergency evacuation routes. He pulled a metal pipe from the side with his hand and pointed at it:

"When the siren of 'Wu' comes out of this pipeline, you have to evacuate the factory according to the previous drill and reach the location of the shelter as quickly as possible."

“…… Please note that the use of the shelter will be included in the year-end assessment. This will not only prevent you from losing your life in the event of a machine failure, but also help the company avoid certain risks. ”

"I see, Director."

Old Kohler said with a flattering smile on his face to the supervisor in front of him. The supervisor, dressed in a worker's uniform, couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the somewhat absent-minded workers around him.

Belief in the true Creator had a great impact on the mental state of these workers, and most of the workers who were listening to him were followers of the true Creator, while the rest were largely numb and didn't know what they were thinking.

The supervisor in the worker's uniform was none other than Klein in disguise. Moretti, who uses the Faceling's abilities to bring his appearance closer to the workers, prepares himself to tell them about the ways in which they can survive the calamities that may follow.

Because Crane can't be sure if the Lord of the Storm will descend with the true Creator. He now had some doubts that the frescoes on the temple of the true Creator that Little Sun had brought back from the Forsaken Lands were the most realistic portrayal of the angels who had eaten the ancient sun god.

The ugly monster with thunder and lightning and a dark cloud and an octopus head is the perfect description of the Storm Lord's appearance.

Next to the portrait of the Lord of the Storm are the even more sinister portraits of the Eternal Sun and the Dragon of Knowledge.

After learning about the secrets between the gods, Klein gradually wondered if the seemingly "profane" portraits could be the most authentic appearance of the gods, and the appearance that is now widely circulated is what they have been glorified.

After all, the Storm Lord is a mythical creature by nature, and judging by his previous actions against a pollution that completely destroyed an urban area, Crane has completely lost faith that the Storm Lord will be benevolent to the civilians of Beckland.

Once the True Creator and the Lord of the Storm fought in Beckland, the aftermath of the battle between the gods would be enough to wipe out the affected area. Therefore, before the True Creator arrived, Crane was ready to use the exercise to let them hide in the shelter.

According to Gao Wei, the Witch Sect will rush to complete its goal in Beckland with its royal collaborators within ten days, that is, to bring desperate disasters to most civilians with the help of the haze above Beckland.

Of course, in this respect, the smog dispersed by the Storm Church before the previous George III Investiture was quite successful in dispelling the smog in Queens and Joewood, but at the cost of the smog that gathered around the East End.

And because of this, Klein. Moretti was so eager to organize the exercises, and it wasn't just him who played the role of the company's director. There are also many extraordinary people of the Aurora Society who are secretly using various methods to promote the importance of the shelter.

Although tonight, the members of the Aurora Society will all withdraw from the ships that are bound for the sea in Beckland. But before that, most of the members of the Aurora Society who have now believed in the true Creator and have carefully studied the Aurora Society's new teachings still need to exert their residual heat.

Unfortunately, that's all we can do...... Thinking of the area next to the East Side that had been completely annihilated by the Storm Lord, Crane closed his eyes in some pain. Taking advantage of his knighthood in Beckland and his meeting with the King, he had advised His Majesty on the routes and methods of temporary refuge in densely populated areas such as factories and schools.

Although the King adopted the opinion of "Baron Moriarty" as he would any other reasonable decree, Klein did not think that other factory owners would take the same time and effort to publicize as they did. For them, workers are more like parts in a factory, and their lives and deaths have nothing to do with the factory owners.

Rather than spending a lot of gold pounds and events that would have earned them to organize exercises, it is better to wait until the workers die to pay pensions.

And if the worker has no family...... Oh, that's good, even the money for the pension is saved.

Of course, the factories and economies that joined the former Workers' and Business Alliances under the auspices of Aurora have also organized one or two exercises, but only because they will not spend any other time and energy on the drills, let alone set up special shelters and passages in each industrial zone like the factories and charity schools under Aurora Corporation.

Klein. Moretti walked through the factory cubicle and casually pulled a piece of his own uniform from the side to exchange it with his uniform. By the time he walked out of the factory, he had already re-transformed into "Sherlock. Moriarty", became the honorable hereditary baron.

Klein stepped into the carriage that the royal family had given him after he received his knighthood, and headed in the direction of Daylight Manor.

The wheels turned, squeaking over the ground. The sound made Klein's mind drift slowly, as if it had gradually drifted to the sky.

The sound of the horse's hooves striking on the stone-paved road was unusually crisp. Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Beckland, a-for-tat negotiation is underway inside the Red Rose Manor, which originally belonged to Prince Edsak.

"So, my dear Panatia." While gently tapping on the table in front of him, Gao Wei had a grim smile on the inscription on his face, "You should know what will happen if you cause smog in advance." ”

"If the despair you bring is not great enough, and the emotions you gather are not enough, our Lord will not be able to come to the world smoothly. What you've achieved in this way is fundamentally different from what we agreed at the beginning – why do you think we can still work closely together? ”

"There's no time, Lord Gao Wei."

Panatia bit her lip, but there was no hint of panic in her voice. Compared with Gao Wei, who had a scarlet light in his eyes and a little "crazy look" unique to the Aurora Society on his face, Panatia bloomed like a flower bone, and the expression on his face was cold and ruthless:

"First of all, for the sake of our close cooperation, we will provide the necessary sacrifices to the true and respected Creator." Panatia said in a sincere voice to Gao Wei in front of her, because she knew that no organization in Baekland could perform a huge sacrifice so skillfully except for the Aurora Society.

This catastrophe is also her role in digesting potions, the sharp knife of the royal family to clean up Bakeland, and the basis of the cooperation between the witch sect and the royal family.

Panatia didn't know what the royal family, or even George III himself, had promised to the Witch Cult, but she knew it was important enough to even relate to the primordial witches they believed in.

Therefore, when the number of sacrifices was seriously insufficient, Panatia could only grit her teeth and swallow it, deciding to sacrifice the low-level witches of Beckland and the members of the Gnosis Society.

Even if this would greatly damage the interests of the lower members of the Witch Sect, what did it have to do with her?

After completing this collaboration, especially when it comes to the gods descending and she can still complete this cooperation, Panatia can even get the Potion Master material for promotion to Sequence 3 directly in the Witch Sect.

And after becoming the ageless witch of sequence three, she can be regarded as a high-level person who can speak even in the witch sect.

And the most important thing is that the conditions mentioned by Panatia do not contain the extraordinary characteristics of assassins and witches, even if all the members under Sequence 7 are dead, it is a big deal to cultivate assassins and witches again, and there are still people waiting to drink potions elsewhere.

"You're going to take ordinary people as sacrifices?" Gao Wei's eyes flashed with a hint of banter:

"Come on, it's terrible that you can kill thousands of people in this disaster, can you still find ten thousand people to sacrifice to my lord?"

"I believe that the despair of those who are going to die because of this haze, coupled with the spirituality of those witches of Sequence Seven that I have provided to you, is enough to bring down the revered true creator. This allows us to give the maximum concessions. Panatia's eyes were still sincere, and there was no sign of fraud at all.

"Including their extraordinary characteristics?" Gao Wei's eyes moved slightly, but then he was vetoed by Panatia:

"I can only afford to pay for their lives, but not the extraordinary traits. Like the true Creator of your faith, our faith is equally strong, although the objects of our faith are different. The characteristics of the Primordial Witch cannot be leaked out in large quantities, this is our bottom line. ”

Firmness...... Gao Wei suddenly laughed, and his actions made Panatia's heart tighten.

Panatia looked at Gao Wei in front of her, waiting for him to bargain with herself. However, Gao Wei showed a smile after the smile, and said to Panatia in front of him:

"Yes."

Hearing Gao Wei's words, Panatia was obviously stunned for a moment, and then heard Gao Wei's next words:

"But you need to prepare for the ritual we all wish to take place as soon as possible, it's been five days since the last time the Lord of the Storm God descended, when will you allow this to happen enough for our Lord to come?"

Gao Wei urged.

"Within five days." Panatia agreed to Gao Wei's conditions with unexpected decisiveness, and decisively agreed to his request.

Hearing Panatia answer in such a tone, Gao Wei raised his eyebrows as if he had foreseen something, and turned to walk outside. Panatia watched Gao Wei in front of him leave, and clenched her right fist hard.

"I hope you will offer the sacrifice you said."

The firelight flickered, illuminating Panatia's gloomy face.

"Ince. Zangwill. After a while, Panatia gritted her teeth at Ince, who was beside her. Zangwill said: "What is the current state of that pen? ”

Ince. Zangwill's voice was calm and he said to Panatia beside him, the cold light beneath the earth stretching his shadow:

"In four more days, you can advance it by one day."

"By that time, the haze in Beckland will be at its peak after the rains. By then, the disease you can spread won't kill more than 20,000 inhabitants, but 10,000 will be enough. ”

"Okay." Panatia quickly put a smile on her face, adjusted her state again, and walked back to the ground:

"In a few days' time, I'll go and get the prince. He'll help us with the initial propagation time, heh- damn it, it's also called Gao Wei, why is this guy so difficult? Ince. Zangwill, is Gao Wei secretly kidnapping our witches? ”

The coldness and anger on Panatia's face just now basically came from this.

“…… 0-08 There is no way to penetrate the protection of the true Creator. ”

“…… Damn it. ”

"But if he's just a guy with a crazy guy, you won't work with him." Ince. Zangwill said in a deep voice to Panatia in front of him, as if to comfort Panatia in front of him:

"Thanks to the fact that he is a believer in the true Creator, in this case, I am afraid that only these guys dare to fight against the Lord of the Storm."

"Lord of the Storm......" Panatia's eyes showed a little resentment, but in this resentment there was also a fear that could not be concealed:

"He had come down directly from God before...... What exactly is going on in Beckland? Will it even let the Lord of the Storm descend directly, God? ”

"......" Ince. Zangwill was silent for two seconds: "Our plan will take time, and with the help of another member of the True Creator, we can leave Backerland quickly." ”

"I hope it doesn't happen again when the disaster begins......" Panatia gripped the lamp next to her and crushed it. In her heart, there was a faint hint of worry and panic.

I want to continue to move up the ranks...... Can't stop yet...... Panatia stretched her snow-white slender neck and walked upwards with heavy steps.

——

"Five days, no, four days."

A mysterious voice said.

"The greatest malice in the history of mankind will open its noose, and this civilization is about to go down irreversibly in the love of the high-dimensional overlookers."

"High-dimensional down-seeker, who are you, high-dimensional down-seeker?"

"You are not alive, just as you are not dead; You don't die, just like you never lived. ”

"High-dimensional Lookdowner, when are you going to show me your demise?"

"You are forever in the middle of life and death, and your observations are meaningless—your heart is in eternal decay."

(End of chapter)