"There are betrayers among us."

Amanis, whose face was hidden in the darkness of the night, spoke to the true Creator who had hung himself upside down beside him.

"The high-dimensional overlooking ones don't belong to us in the first place, and this can't be considered a betrayal."

The True Creator said to the goddess of the night in front of him, "For the outer gods in the starry sky, betrayal seems like a matter of daily order. We can't expect the mercy of the starry sky, even if the high-dimensional overlooking ones have an inexplicable preference for the earth. ”

"......" The Goddess of the Night was silent for a moment, and beside him was the eternal gloom of the Godforsaken Lands:

"I'm just a little disappointed, Creator—I don't mean the High Lookers, I mean George III."

"You're calling me the same tone you used to use again." A smile appeared on the face of the real creator, although this smile was particularly oozing against the background of the huge blood-red eyes.

"A thousand years ago, when you were an ancient sun god, I didn't think we were from the same homeland."

"Human ...... I saw the deal between the High Dimensional Lookdown and George III in a state of secrecy, but the High Dimension Look Down apparently saw me as well. George III agreed to the request of the outer gods, who, like us, would stop at nothing to get promoted. ”

"The Hypervisor acquiesced to our surveillance, and I didn't expect Him to pull the Fallen Mother Goddess into our camp."

“…… This is normal, we are not different in nature. ”

The True Creator was silent for two seconds and said to the goddess of the night in front of him.

The little humanity that remains that led Him to make such a choice is precisely the innate malice of humanity on the path to godhood...... Time is running out, and when I come, I will try to bring the Lord of the Storm into the sea and reduce the loss of ordinary people in Bakeland. ”

He groaned.

"Night, after getting ready to come, I'm going to go into a period of madness. The rest is up to you. ”

"Okay, I'll continue to watch over the high-dimensional overlookers during this time, in case something goes wrong. We must tie the interests of the Higher Lookers to us, and we must not allow Him to ally the old days beyond Earth. ”

Amanisis stood in thick darkness, looking up at the starry sky shrouded in clouds.

George III ...... I can understand your idea of working with the outer gods, but what you're doing is one step closer to the abyss of humanity's destruction......

Thinking of the vision that the high-dimensional seeker had manifested to him before, the gods who cooperated with the royal family were not only the "primordial witch", but also the "superstar master" who was now outside the world.

However, George III's payment after secretly communicating with the stars was much more than Beckland...... After he agreed to the request of the Super Star Master, it was equivalent to handing over the lives of ordinary people on half the continent to the "Super Star Master".

George III paid for the support of the Superstar Juggernaut in exchange for his ability to gain a foothold on the ground, a secret that the Goddess of the Night could see with her own eyes after the High Dimensional Seeker informed the Goddess of the Night.

This means that half of humanity on Earth will become a number in the superstar domination project, and even the role of anchor will be completely lost.

What would the earth look like if George III were made a true god...... The goddess of the night furrowed her brows, as if she had made up her mind.

At the same time, among the monasteries of the Southern Continent, the atmosphere has been noticeably different these days.

Several people were bathed in the darkness and seemed to be preparing for a long conversation all night. Seeing that the surroundings were a little too dark, the fiery red figure sitting in the first place with an arrogant sitting posture snapped his fingers, and in an instant, a brilliant fire appeared around several "people", illuminating the faces of several of them.

The "man" at the head was none other than Medici, whose rather handsome cheeks were covered with two charms on the two mouths that originally belonged to Sauron and Einhorn, making them unable to make a sound.

In the corner of the spell, there are two lines of words:

"The spell is sponsored by the Peer Affection."

"The alliance between the gods is indestructible!"

To the left of Medici sat a rather quiet man—a man, but in fact his cheeks were quite beautiful, and he had a quiet feminine temperament.

Silver hair was scattered behind His back, and these strands of hair flowed to the earth like a river of mercury.

He is Ulorius, the "Angel of Destiny"!

Ulorius looked at Medici in front of him, and there was no expression on his face.

At this time, Ulorius was only wearing a simple linen robe, but he showed the most holy appearance among the people.

Of course, among the several people, the only one who had a holy aura beyond Ulorius was Mr. A, who was dressed in a white robe and had a beautiful and beering chin like a woman.

At this time, Mr. A was standing opposite the two of them, humbly following behind Megoos, who showed a kind and gentle look on his face, while Megooss was sitting quietly, and next to Mr. A, a little girl wearing a close-fitting nun dress, was also standing next to Megoos.

Although Eyya is still young, she has now become a "secret prayer person" because of her previous experience in the gang and Mr. A's careful training. Now the children of the entire monastery are basically managed by her.

She looked at Ulorius and Medici, who were chatting, and did not disturb the conversation of the two angels, but silently stood there motionless with the lamp in her hand.

"Hurry up, don't stand there, A." Medici looked at the two of them and said to him impatiently. Mr. A pulled a chair from the side and sat down after receiving the order of the Angel of War.

When Medici's gaze turned to Eyya behind Mr. A, Aiya sat down obediently. Seeing the scene in front of him, Medici nodded contentedly and patted his hands gently.

"The Lord has come."

The sharpness in his flame-like eyes was like the fire of war that once galloped on the earth, full of terrifying aggression.

Ulorius, who was sitting on the side, quietly looked at Medici in front of him, and still didn't say anything.

"Your Excellency Megoos." Medici's movements were slightly restrained, and he rarely looked at Megoos in front of him with serious eyes:

"You should already know that the child you are carrying is the Lord's heir—though you don't believe in the Lord."

"I will give birth to him." Megoos gently stroked her belly and said to Medici in front of her:

"Please don't worry, Lord Angel of War...... He is my child, I don't believe in Him, but I love Him. ”

The red figure was silent for two seconds, and nodded slightly:

"The serpent and I will protect you until the Lord is born. You have to be ready, for the Lord...... Maybe there will be a god from an enemy country who will disrupt the Lord's coming. ”

"He is my child, Your Excellency the Angel of War." Megoos repeated his words: "You don't need to say more, I will do everything in my power to protect him." ”

"I was able to leave my family for him. Even if someone doesn't want him to be born, I will protect him with my life. ”

“…… Good. ”

Medici nodded slightly, and couldn't help but show some doubts and worries in her heart. But soon, the slightest hint of worry was dissipated by the fire in his heart, and he gently stroked the rose beside him with his hand and crushed it.

He continued to speak to the two of them, giving them as much detail as possible to deal with them, at this very moment. Ulorius, on the side, turned his head to look into the distance, his eyes seemed to have crossed the limits of space, and he saw a sudden change in the possibility of some fate.

"Beckland."

Ulorius murmured softly, so low that even the Medici beside him could hear him.

In the distance, above the ocean, a ship had approached Bakeland. The dark night is like ink that paints the sea deep and dark. At night, the glow of the fires in Beckland's all-night factories resembled a terrifying ghost.

Triss stood in the captain's room, looking at Bakeland in front of her with a gloomy expression.

In front of her was a chart, and beside her stood a young man dressed in a sailor's suit.

This young man is Edsak, just Edsak.

Looking at Triss who was busy beside him, Edsak opened his mouth and wrote something more in his notebook.

"What are you doing?" Triss looked away from the map and looked at the Prince of Money beside her. Edsak was stunned for a moment, then closed the notebook with his right hand and replied:

"I'm writing some journaling."

"Diary?" Like a fool, Triss looked at Edsak in front of her: "Is there really a normal person who can write a diary?" Aren't you afraid that what you've written will be divined? ”

"......" Edsak sighed, "I'm just writing about my experience." ”

"Experience?" Triss smiled and taunted Edsak in front of her: "That's right, it's a good legend for the down-and-out prince to become a pirate - you still want to be an actor, or a famous writer?" ”

“……”

Edsak was silent for a moment, but still said to Triss in front of him, "I will return to Beckland, one day." ”

"You're still not giving up?" Triss looked at Prince Edsak in front of her and said to him, "You want to take back your destiny from the hands of His Highness the Overlooker?" Come on, it's impossible, your fate is completely different than before. ”

"And some things are lost and lost, and you can't get them back if you want to."

With that, Triss sneered, "Is there any use for you to go back to Beckland?" Did your good father finally let you go, and you still want to go back to being his pawn? ”

“…… No. Prince Edsak was silent for a moment, then said to Triss beside him. He clenched his fists and opened the diary in front of him with his hand, he looked at his handwriting one by one, and gently stroked his diary with his hand:

"I thought about it for a long time."

"It's not right for my father to do that. House Augustus was supposed to be the guardians of the kingdom of Rune, not tyrants like their fathers. Edsak's tone was rather mournful, as if he remembered the images he had seen before:

"Beckland now has the most populous workers, but they do not sell as much of their goods as Trier; The factory owners and the aristocracy colluded and oppressed the people; The price of grain is constantly rising, and we eat the grain imported from abroad, but we ignore the ...... of the peasants."

"You're not from House Augustus now." Triss reminded, "You're just a pirate at sea now—do you still want to overthrow the kingdom of Rune and bring the people to rebel against the royal family?" ”

"Commoners can't resist the royal family."

Edsak shook his head, "However, with His Highness the Overlooker, we may be able to establish a qualified leader in the Kingdom of Rune and lead humanity to a better life - Sequence 0, the extraordinary path of blasphemy, which I never knew before." ”

"Heh, then I'll wish you success." Triss shook her hand and walked outside gracefully: "I want to be promoted, I want to become a man back - you want to protect the people, I just want to live better, but I'm different, I want war, I want victory." ”

“…… You live freely.

Prince Edsak looked at Triss as she walked outside, and a look of despair hung on his face. But soon, he regained his spirits and looked at Beckland, who was not far away under a cloud.

"I'm back, Beckland."

He whispered, making his way to the cabin. In the cabin lay a pitch-black cross coffin, on which there were a large number of charms with fine lines, completely sealing the breath in the coffin.

In the gap between these fine lines, a thick darkness flowed through the air, and it seemed that there were monsters breeding in the darkness.

Looking at the blackness in front of him, Edsak's heart couldn't help but feel a response full of despair.

It was a despair rooted in Beckland.

Just by seeing this darkness, Edsax felt a sense of depravity rise from the bottom of his heart. A clear flash of light flashed across his heart, reawakening his heart.

Edsak took a deep breath and lifted the plank above the coffin with some difficulty, his eyes dazed. Immediately, he glanced at the void with some surprise, recited the name of the one who looked down in his heart, and then opened the "light curtain" he had just obtained and began to record.

"Edsack Records of Dimension Walker."

"Time: December 12, 1349, coordinates: Beckland Waterfront."

"Now begin the mission of His Highness the Overlooker."

"After 12 rated hours, liberate 'Anomaly 014'!"

Concentrate:

"Anomaly 014" neta a big-eyed seal-like and magical item and anomaly of activity

(End of chapter)