"Dear Mr. 'Fool', I have slain the believers of the Primordial Moon, and I have found ......"

Crane sat on his throne with the wake of the somewhat reckless Mr. "Moon" Emlyn White from his sleep, and listened to Mr. "Moon" to hear the news from him.

Believers of the "Primordial Moon" ...... "Primordial Moon" not the vest of the fallen Mother Goddess? Are you really letting Emlyn White, the person you are watching, and your followers kill each other?

It's really hard to understand, the concept of the outer gods...... Good idea of equality...... Klein gently rubbed his temples and said to Mr. "Moon" in front of him:

"I see."

His tone was low and calm, as if Emlyn White had crushed an ant not to a believer in an evil god, a benefactor to an evil god.

After finishing his prayer to Mr. Fool, Emlyn took a deep breath.

After he handed over the information of the completion of this mission to his family, he was still a little worried about whether he would be contaminated by the evil god because he killed the cultist of the evil god he believed in—it was not a good feeling to be polluted by the evil god, and Emlyn had almost lost control once before.

Crane was already sitting on top of the gray mist, and he pondered whether to ask the Fallen Mother Goddess about her intentions, but then he pressed the idea.

In any case, Crane is still quite wary of the outer gods and the fallen mother goddess.

Now, judging from the information provided by the goddess of the night and the true creator, it is very likely that his good friend Gao Wei is also a member of the outer gods, so the attitude of the fallen mother goddess towards herself and the earth is very debatable.

Maybe...... Crane sank his consciousness and left above the gray mist, allowing his spirit to return to his body.

He also thought about the worst-case scenario, but now that the outer gods have invaded the earth, whether it is the fallen mother goddess or the high dimension who is likely to be the outer god, they have no influence on the earth at present, which is the biggest evidence that they have good intentions on the earth.

Still don't have the strength...... If the sequence was high enough, I wouldn't have to worry about so many things. Crane sighed slightly, and sat down at his desk and lit a candle.

It wasn't that there was no brighter gas lamp at his hand, but Crane looked at the candles that melted as the flames burned, and he felt a special sense of peace in the slightly dimly lit room.

"Do, do, do."

There was a soft knock on the door, and Crane turned his head and looked at the door with some confusion. The next moment, a voice rang out outside Klein's door.

"Mr. Dantès, is there anything wrong? Can I help you? ”

Richardson? How did he get here? Well, did you see the fire in my house?

However, it was already the second half of the night, and he was still awake......

Klein thought for a moment, and then said softly to Richardson outside his room:

"There's nothing wrong with me, Richardson. Ah, come over a little bit. ”

Later, I may be able to use him to come and get in touch with the Eastern Bailang Restoration Association in the southern continent. This is not only about Mr. Azik, but also about the belief in death spread by the goddess.

"Here it is, Mr. Dantès."

Richardson walked in in a nervous tone, and Klein keenly noticed that this personal valet from the Southern Continent and with Southern Continent blood had dark circles on his face, even if he was brown, he couldn't hide the dark circles under his eyes.

Klein stared at him, knowing roughly what he was worried about.

After all, it was the middle of the night after he had been woken up by Mr. Moon's prayers, and Richardson looked as if he hadn't slept all along.

He was worried that those people would find him...... Klein once again showed a gentle smile, stretched out his hand, and said to Richardson in front of him:

"Sit down."

Richardson was immediately a little restrained, and he shook his head slightly:

"Mr. Dantès, I ...... I'm just a servant. ”

His subtext is that he is not qualified to sit with his master.

"Close the door, that's what I ask of you."

Crane said in a commanding tone, "Don't worry, it's hard for me to sleep when I wake up—I've been to the Southern Continent before, and it has a little to do with what I was going through at the time. Hehe, I'm old. ”

"Just excuse me, talk to me, and help me pass the time until morning."

"Ahh......h

"Thank you, Mr. Dantès."

He raised his head, a little afraid to look at Dawn Dantès in front of him. He watched as Mr. Dantès remained silent, and then he mustered up the courage to say to him:

"Mr. Dantès, I ...... I would like to resign from my position as a valet. ”

Really...... Klein sighed secretly in his heart, and his admonition was to no avail. Seeing Richardson's somewhat lost soul, Klein was a little unbearable, and suddenly had an idea.

What am I worried about...... I don't need to worry about my identity being exposed, with the Night Church backing me, even if my identity is exposed, I won't have any big problems because of the church......

Klein straightened the cross around his neck, looked at Richardson gently, and smiled in the dim light:

"Is it because of the guy just now?"

"Yes...... Yes? What do you say Mr. Dantès? ”

Richardson watched his secret exposed, and he immediately denied it in a panic, and Klein laughed:

"Thanks to my bodyguard, she was sharp and spotted the intruders at night."

Excuse me, Miss "Trial". I can only let you carry this pot for the time being...... Klein silently said to Hugh with some apologies in his heart. In fact, Hugh was now sleeping soundly in his room.

Godopus ...... No, Mr. Dantès, that will get you in trouble. Richardson was a little anxious: "He's a member of the Black Skull Party......"

He was about to go on and tell Dawn Dantès, the billionaire Black Skull who had just arrived in Beckland, what kind of power he had in Beckland, but Dawn Dantès only raised his hand slightly.

"It's just an ordinary partisan."

It is estimated that the news of the fall of the Black Skull Party will appear in Beckland's daily newspaper tomorrow...... Klein smiled:

"I'd like to hear about your past, Richardson."

"Although I didn't stay in the Southern Continent for a long time, I still have a deep impression of it. I know, in your habits, you believe in death. But now the Southern Continent also believes in the Creator, and this is also the faith that you have inherited from ancient times. ”

Klein took this opportunity to tell his belief in the "persona" of the Creator and Richardson, on the one hand, because the Church of the Creator now has the reputation of the Orthodox Church - due to the power of the real Creator and the support of the Black Emperor, the God of Steam and Machinery, the Goddess of the Night and other gods, the Church of the Creator has become a church recognized by all gods for a while.

Even the Church of the God of War, including in the Vosak Empire, is reluctant to be an enemy of the true Creator, and Badhair, the god of war, has seen the terrifying power of the ancient sun god. Naturally, he was happy to see the true Creator and the Lord of the Storm check each other and give Him the opportunity to wrest the power of the night from the goddess of the night.

This is undoubtedly very rare, considering that the major churches are hostile to each other, and the only one recognized among all countries is the Steam Church - of course, the price paid by the Steam Church is that their church is relatively weak and can only exist as a vassal of other churches.

Klein looked at the silent Richardson and noticed that he was moving a little. Klein just smiled and continued to say to Richardson:

"Richardson, the Lord is merciful. The authority of all gods is vested in the Creator, even the Grim Reaper, who has always believed in the Southern Continent, was once the subordinate god of the Creator. And now the Creator allows the people of the Southern Continent who are under His protection to continue to believe in the Grim Reaper—the Lord is willing to protect people, not caring whether people believe in Him or not. ”

By contrast, the East Byron Restoration Congress, now distributed in Beckland, is more of a completely independent party to a terrorist organization. Now that West Byron has been restored, a large part of the top officials of the East Byron Restoration Congress have also entered West Byrang, wanting to contribute to the establishment of order.

Although there were many people who wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to seize power, even the current Pale Empress did not have the legitimacy of the blood of Azik Eggers stationed in West Bailang. He was the son of the Grim Reaper - a title that Azik still retains in his teachings on the goddess of death, of course.

In order to add her own anchor, coupled with the need to attract the god of war, who seems to be a little too conservative, to attack her, the goddess of the night has created a move in Sibailon that she begins to accept the belief in the "god of death" and is ready to accommodate the uniqueness of the "god of death".

In fact, the belief of the goddess of death is still cut from that of the goddess of the night, so as not to let these superfluous anchors affect her state. His plan was to work with Mother Earth to kill the God of War, and then merge Uniqueness and Essentia in order.

"Mr. Dantès, you ......," Richardson muttered, his tone a little cowardly, but finally plucking up the courage to tell his story to Dwayne Dantès.

Crane nodded lightly as he listened to Richardson's story, and other thoughts welled up in his mind.

O Southern Continent......

Klein smiled slightly after Richardson finished speaking:

"I hope that this situation will not happen again in the Southern Continent now, the Lord's teachings have been spread in the Southern Continent, and your compatriots will also have the power to protect themselves."

"Mr. Dantès, this is still a very difficult thing." Richardson looked at Dawn Dantès, sighed deeply, and said to his employer persistently:

"Sir...... I understand your kindness, but I still don't want to get you in trouble. While it seems to you that the Black Skull is most likely a tiny part, there is no need for you to get into so much trouble for me. ”

Richardson hesitated, but said firmly. He thinks his employer is a good man, and he can't let this rare Northerner who listens to him get into trouble.

Crane listened to Richardson's words and was silent for a moment.

"The Lord said, 'The righteous are on the earth, and our good deeds are prayer to God; We are to symbolize the gate of righteousness going forward, as the righteous of the Lord do.'" ”

Klein drew a cross on his chest:

"You are innocent, child. I've heard the names of the Black Skulls - they have blood on their hands, and even you, who believe in death, have betrayed the doctrine to you. ”

He smiled gently:

In the same way, I cannot tolerate these people who have tarnished the Lord's teachings to continue to behave recklessly in this world. There is no distinction between high and low life, and for them, I will let them be punished by those who believe in the 'Grim Reaper'. ”

Richardson opened his mouth, but finally couldn't speak. He knew what punishment would be for those who betrayed the faith in the doctrine of the Grim Reaper.

- Blood for blood, tooth for tooth.

The doctrine of the Grim Reaper is inherently bloody and cruel, which is why many Runnes consider them uncivilized. However, Richardson still believes in the teachings of the Grim Reaper.

After all, hatred had spread to generations of people in the Southern Continent as early as when the Southern Continent was colonized

"Go back and rest—you're tired too." Klein said to Richardson in front of him in the form of a command:

"Don't be afraid, child, the wicked will be punished. Tomorrow I will explain to Walter and Asnia that I will give you half a day off. ”

Klein winked his eyes at Richardson, like a playful middle-aged man. Looking at his employer's expression, Richardson felt a little clogging in his chest, and he nodded vigorously, unable to say anything more.

……

In the firelight, a dark figure emerged there, wearing a black soft hat on his head, quietly staring at the firelight, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"A 'Sorcerer' ......"

"Are the current 'sophists' so high-quality? I have the impression that if the 'Sophist' is offended, the person who offends him will be hung in the sky as jerky even if he does not become a secret puppet. ”

Amon apparently thought of the actions of two extraordinary people of the "soothsayer" path, and lamented the luck of his students.

"Heh, Hazel, you're in luck."

Amon smiled casually: "Interesting, so funny......"

"It seems that the main body made me come to Beckland correctly, to become a 'parasite' of rats, and a 'magician' who does not control secret puppets...... It's really good. ”

Amon laughed, and where he was, a flock of crows flew.

"Beckland—what else will this stage have?"

After a few moments, Amon was no longer there.

The manuscript was a great success!

(End of chapter)