Chapter 139: Unsealed!
Wayne glanced at the information on the panel again, and determined that except for these few hints, the others were all skill information that had been upgraded before, and his face couldn't help but show some doubts.
The deceptive talent is formed by distortion after being eroded by the power of an unknown origin......
During his promotion, was there any Origin Power that eroded his body?
Could it be the power of calamity that distorted Tina?
Other than that, Wayne couldn't think of any other possibility.
However, his talents have all been deformed, and his promotion has been completed, so why is he still here?
"Brother, can you promise me one thing?"
Wayne came back to his senses and looked at the well-behaved girl sitting in front of himβshe had the same black hair and red eyes as him, she was about fifteen years old, and she was in good health......
"Can you tell me, your name?"
"Huh?"
The girl was stunned for a moment, her face bulged again, as if her long-brewing emotions had been interrupted by his words, and she said in a muffled voice: "Estelle Loft, bastard brother, when are you going to pretend?" β
"Estelle ......"
Wayne read it a few times, not knowing if it was his delusion, and there was a faint throbbing in the depths of his heart, as if there was something in it...... But when I looked closely, I didn't find anything.
"You just said that let me promise you one thing?"
"Humph!" Estelle tilted her head away, pouting as if she didn't want to talk to him.
"Tell me about it."
Wayne didn't care about her attitude, it was a fantasy or a dream, he just wanted to get out of here quickly.
Back at the Clown Theater, he has to check the situation outside so that he can determine the future path as soon as possible.
It was clear that after the corpse blast had mistakenly killed the inquisitors, it was no longer possible for him to stay in Cust.
"Can you promise me if I leave the family in the future...... Well, don't forget about me? Estelle's anger came and went quickly, and as she spoke, she quietly looked at his expression from the corner of her eye, looking very worried about his refusal.
Well?
Wayne frowned subconsciously, just looking at this like a request is nothing, but in combination with the memories obtained from the predecessor - there is indeed no existence of her!
Or, to put it into account, to forget all the memories about her?
"I knew I couldn't ......," Estelle noticed his expression and lowered her head a little gloomily.
"I promise you!"
Without waiting for her to continue, Wayne spoke.
"Really?" Estelle looked up happily, "You agreed?" β
Wayne nodded, "Well, agreed......"
I don't know why, he faintly felt in his heart that this illusion was probably not caused by the promotion ceremony, but the girl in front of him......
A big smile appeared on Estelle's face, and she reached out with only her little finger exposed, "Pull the hook." β
"Forehead ......"
"Pull the hook!"
Wayne looked at her smiling face and laughed along, stretching out his little thumb to hook it with her, and his thumb was covered as if he had pressed a handprint.
"You must remember, Brother Wayne......"
"Uh-huh?"
As soon as Wayne was about to say something, he saw the space around him blur, and even Estelle's clear face slowly overlapped with countless phantoms......
Is that really the case?
After a few moments, Wayne fell into a deep sleep again.
[Congratulations, you have awakened your natural ability ......]
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At this time, outside the high walls of the southern part of the city-state of Caster.
From time to time, some city-state residents who fled for their lives with lanterns were rescued by the priests of the Church of the Storm outside the high walls, guiding them to join the ranks of the Storm of Faith.
"Woo...... Praise the Storm ......"
"It's terrible, the whole city-state is out of control, those people are like crazy, they kill people when they see them......"
"There are still many people who have not escaped, and have been polluted by the red moon and become monsters. If it weren't for the clouds behind obscuring the red moon, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to escape. β
These people have experienced the crisis of Red Moon pollution, the attacks of aberrant strains, and the harassment of thugs and thugs...... When the people who saw the Storm Church, the tight strings in their hearts were loosened.
"Praise the Storm Lady!"
Bishop Nayik saw the Pillar of Divine Light disappear over the Krims Cathedral, and his face showed a look of admiration, "He really did it. β
"Your Excellency?"
"It's OK to ......"
Bishop Nayik saw the black malicious lightning within the high walls, "First focus on rescue, and at the same time set up a rune circle in the Ruhr neighborhood to seek the protection of the Storm Lady." β
"Understood."
The Guardian Knight, dressed in the dark blue full-body armor of the Church of the Storm, nodded heavily, then turned and waved at the army of clerics behind him.
"Let's go!"
"For the glory of the Lady of the Storm!"
Tens of thousands of majestic Storm Church troops shouted in unison with serious expressions.
Immediately afterward, the army marched in a neat line toward the city-state of Caster, under the watchful eyes of the clergy who had been left behind, as well as those who had fled from the city.
"Woo ......"
"Let's hope everyone else is safe......"
"Praise the Storm!"
"Praise the Storm Lady!"
Those who fled from Custer were still haunted by what was happening in the city-state.
If it weren't for their luck and quick escape, I'm afraid they would have been more than lucky.
Bishop Nayik glanced around, and saw these ordinary people, as if he had seen the scene of the future Storm Church standing in the city-state of Custer, and the faithful going back and forth to pray for protection. A smile unconsciously appeared on his face, the long-cherished wish of the bishops of the East Continent and the West Coast of the East Continent had finally come to a successful conclusion today......
"May the Lady of the Storm bless them!"
As he whispered, faint blue fluorescence fell through the clouds above the city-state of Custer, and a gentle wind swept through the entire army of clergy.
On the other hand, the investigators of the secret investigation department in various parts of the city-state have also made some achievements at this time.
The Sealers and Retreating Inquisitors, led by Balats, were the fastest, reaching deep into the residential areas of the Idrisu neighborhood, killing dozens of rioters who had taken advantage of the situation, and along with the distortion of the distorted ones that had appeared in the clouds.
"Balats, is it okay for Master Nefa to stay there alone?"
"Huh?"
"I always feel that the situation over there is not very good......" An old investigator who has been retired for many years looked at the black lightning over the church with a solemn expression.
After one glance, Balatz turned his head and continued to march deeper into the Idrisu neighborhood, and said in a hoarse voice, "Hurry up, be sure to get rid of all the aberrations before dawn." β
"Attention to all groups, once a second-level aberration is found, warn as soon as possible, and I will go over to solve it!"
"Yes!"
Balatz sighed in his heart, although he didn't know Nifa's purpose, but in the current situation, he could only choose to trust her to be careful.
Otherwise, the Secret Division, which was already traumatized by Ales' departure, will find it even more difficult to continue in the future.
The Warhead led by Abbott in Basil and the Logistics Department led by Dolph in the Ruhr did the same, trying to restore order to the neighborhood as much as possible.
"Lacey, what was that pillar of light just now?"
"It must be Archbishop Andrews praying for a response ......from the dawn," Lacey hesitated, "it seems that something is going on inside the cathedral, too." β
"Who would attack the cathedral at such a time?" Marco flicked his ponytail and looked much more relaxed, "Tonight's events are so weird, it doesn't always feel like the Ernst family's handiwork." β
"Of course not them."
Yegor carried the black knife and killed the aberrations that appeared around him one by one, and frowned: "Lacey, apart from the last time Wayne went to the cathedral on a mission, has Tina changed recently?" β
Lacey looked at the small figure in the cathedral and was silent for a long time, "Except for the clown doll she is holding in her hand, there is no change from before." β
"That's weird......"
"I think it's strange too," Marco touched his chin as he heard their conversation, revealing a thoughtful look, "Although Tina has also been distorted before, it has never changed as much as it does today. β
"And have you noticed, after the Joker got out of control, Tina's appearance was very wrong."
At this point, Marco paused, considering the words that would best describe his thoughts, "I, it feels like she's being manipulated......"
"Control?!"
Lacey and Yegor chuckled in their hearts, and after looking at each other, they seemed to see what each other was thinking - Ales!
"What do you say, Minister?"
"Hmm...... Quite possibly! Yegor's brow furrowed, "No one in this city-state knows Tina better than him, and do you remember how many days she left?" β
"Three days!" Lacey said with certainty: "I remember very well, on the third day of Tina's departure, Ah ...... He asked you to tell me to come and pick her up. β
"What are you talking about? What three days? She? Marco looked at them suspiciously.
"It seems to be ......"
Yegor exhaled a long puff of smoke and stared in the direction of Krems Cathedral, "I seem to know the purpose of Chief Nephas's stay there now......"
"But why is he?" Lacey was shocked in his heart, "Moreover, Albert and Deputy Director Balatz have already checked and confirmed in the Laos neighborhood before, how can he hide it?" β
"The developer is not a panacea, and there are many abilities that can evade its effects." Yegor's voice was low, "If it's really him, what happened tonight...... It was explained through ......"
"Huh?"
"I'm afraid it's caused by that incident, and yes, even I have experienced the tragedy of more than half of the casualties in the Investigation Department, and I can't let go of it, let alone his ......"
"What, who are you talking about?" Marco was angry, he understood every word the two of them said, but when combined, he couldn't understand who they were talking about.
Lesie ignored him, forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, gritted his teeth, and said, "Then do you want to go over there now?" β
"No need!"
Yegor shook his head, looked at the figures of Dolph and the others in front of him, and followed him, "Whether it's him or not, it's not there that we can participate in." β
"But what about Tina and the Joker?"
"When that time comes, you can only withdraw from Custer temporarily."
Withdraw......
Lacey bit her lip and glanced back at the cathedral in the distance, where the figures of two white hairs and black eyes, one large and one small, seemed to coincide, making her feel even more uncomfortable.
Tina, I'm sorry......
"Ahh
Marco couldn't help but shout angrily when he saw them walking away as if they were all right, to ease the restless curiosity in his heart.
Damn, it's all at this time, what kind of dumb riddle are you playing?
Hmph, I won't share any secrets I have in the future - I'm going to kill you!
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At the same time, inside the Krims Cathedral.
Ales walked slowly through the corridor painted with the mural of the Church of the Dawn's victory over the goats, and came to the door of the confessional, "Come out. β
"Old fellow, is he your old friend?"
Two figures in black robes slowly emerged from the shadows in the corners.
One of them, the bumpy figure, was Claire, who had left a letter for Wayne to be careful, and she looked at the figure in front of the confessional door and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Director Alex?
I learned from the other puppets that he was dead...... Didn't die?
The person next to her did not answer her question, but looked at Ales, who had lost one of his arms, and sighed with some emotion, "What about Andrews?" β
"Dead."
Ales dragged the taboo with his intact arm, slowly turned around, faced the two of them, and pulled out a smile, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time. β
"Well, it's just a pity that I didn't catch up, and I saw him for the last time......"
Another figure pulled down the hood on his head, revealing an equally old face, which was none other than Old Jack, the retired investigator that Blackjack had pretended to be.
"Old Jack, I've been waiting for so many years, and I'm just one last step, haha......"
"Hahaha......"
Under Claire's surprised gaze, two old men with old faces and gray hair slammed their fists together and laughed in unison.
Who can tell the old lady what the hell is going on?
Inexplicably, she was taken to the Krims Cathedral, and saw two mysterious and obviously uneasy old fellows who looked like they had succeeded in their plans......
"So, you ...... Is it a gang? β
Ales glanced at her, retracted his smile and asked, "Immortal?" β
"Ang," Claire clasped her hands in her arms, her mind spinning rapidly, and some bad premonitions faintly arose in her heart.
These two old guys get together, I'm afraid they don't have a good heart, right?
"Didn't Menor tell you about me?"
Menor?
Claire's thoughts were interrupted, and then she remembered that Menor had asked her to send a letter to the Director of the Secretarial Division, saying that she was an old friend......
"Of course, he mentioned it, and he specifically asked me to say hello to you."
"Well, let's come along, just ......"
Ales nodded noncommittally, then pushed open the door of the confessional, took a deep breath and said, "Did you bring that thing?" β
"Of course."
Old Jack quietly had an extra statue in his hand - the upper body was a majestic humanoid, and the lower body was eight wrists like octopus tentacles, each wrist was covered with sunken eyes with a strange red glow, and on the back of the statue there was a pair of open flesh wings.
It's ugly......
Claire subconsciously turned her head sideways when she saw the statue, especially the dense eyes.
Well?
That is, a totemic statue with an Origin Spirituality?
Claire's heart was shocked, the reason why she turned her head to the side just now was actually a preventive reaction transmitted to her body by her own origin!
"...... on the Serres side"
"They're all dead. Those VΓ‘zquez people, who wanted to influence the altar in the city that never sleeps, were slaughtered by me. β
"Really? It's really cheap for them to let them die so easily. Ales snorted and walked into the confessional first.
"Let's go."
Old Jack gestured to Claire next to him, and walked in with Ales.
"What are you going to do here? No, don't say it. That," Claire didn't follow, but took a cautious step back, "can I wait for you outside?" I promise, promise not to run away. β
Old Jack looked at Ales in front of him, and saw that he didn't look back, and he already knew that at this point, it was impossible to change the plan, and sighed in his heart.
"It's late."
As he spoke, his arm shot out several tentacles around Claire and followed him into the confessional chamber.
"Hey, old fellow, I've been so cooperative with you in the past two days, just let me go at this time......" A hint of vigilance flashed on Clea's face, and instead of struggling, she begged for mercy with a pitiful look.
She knew very well that the strength of this old guy alone was not something she could escape.
What's more, there is a significantly stronger Ales in front......
Damn, that bastard at Menor must know something, and it was premeditated for me to leave Crane's setup on the ground and come to Custer temporarily, right?
"Are you sure that taboo is here?" Old Jack ignored her, walked quickly to Ales' side and asked.
"Hmm."
Ales looked at the dim, windowless confessional, illuminated only by a few wall lamps burning with candles.
A few dark oak tables stretched neatly from the doorway to the deepest part, where a row of carved screens blocked the view from the outside world, and behind that was a place for the ascetics to listen to the sins or troubles of the faithful.
"I've had the investigator detect it before, and here it is."
Ales motioned for him to put down the statue, his eyes suddenly darkened, and his body exuded an extremely dark and terrifying malice, poking out in all directions.
"Taboo 0-34 Resuscitation Coffin!"
"Taboo 0-34 Resuscitation Coffin!"
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After a fruitless investigation, Ales had to resign to fate, using the oldest methods to summon him to obtain the forbidden object, hoping for a response from it.
"Ales, you ......"
Old Jack frowned, using this method, even if they find the resurrected coffin, I'm afraid they will face a taboo that can get out of control at any time......
Taboos!?
Claire's eyes widened, and she suddenly remembered that the parchment that Wayne had said before that they would lose forever was written on a forbidden object, the name......
"So, you stole the epoch relic from the Eternal Society?"
"Steal?"
Seeing that the old Jack who had no effect of stopping him, he couldn't help but laugh, "That epoch relic is a forgery, and Ales and I already know the content on it." β
"Know? How do you know...... Did Menor tell you? Claire was surprised.
"Well, it's him, and that was nineteen years ago. I remember that at that time, Ales, I, were adventuring with Menor, whom I met by chance, near the city-state of Jado in the Western Continent......"
"Adventure?"
Claire blinked, it turned out that they had known each other before......
But why did Menor never tell her this?
"Yes," Old Jack sighed with a look of reminiscence on his face, "At that time, we didn't know each other, Menore ...... at that time."
"Found it!"
At this moment, Ales interrupted his conversation, and several black lightning bolts shot out of his body towards a bulge above the screen.
There was no expected roar of the wall shattering, and the moment the malice touched the wall, it quietly disappeared as if it was swallowed.
"Old Jack!"
Before he could say more, Old Jack had already picked up the statue and threw it there.
As Claire watched, the statue with its Origin Spirit slowly melted into the wall.
Yikes!
After a sound like a leak, the wall twisted and rippled, rippling in circles and circles.
Immediately after, I saw a pitch-black thing slowly pop out of it, and it was a coffin with a black whole and a strange creature pattern engraved on the top.
The creature seemed to be composed of countless nebulae, coiled armstrings connected to form an indiscreet humanoid creature, and the position of its eyes was pitch black, as if it could draw a person's gaze into it.
"Resuscitation ......" Ales carefully looked at the appearance of the resuscitation coffin, and his heart was full of emotion.
However, he didn't dare to pronounce the full name of the forbidden object again, lest this powerful forbidden object fall out of control.
"According to what was said above, to use it, you need to sacrifice the original power." Old Jack seemed to think of something, and hesitated: "If you don't have enough strength, I'm afraid you'll ......"
"No, I've got everything ready."
Ales waved his hand and glanced back at Clea, a smile on her pale face, "Let's begin, Old Jack." β
Claire was stared at by his black eyes, and couldn't help but ask, "You plan to use the power of that forbidden object to resurrect?" β
During her time at the Eternal Life Society, she had seen some accounts of taboos.
There is a passage that describes the Forbidden Item 0-34 Resurrection Coffin, which came from the Endless Firmament, fell into the Forbidden Sea, and was taken out by the monsters of the Depths. It has the terrifying ability to revive dead creatures, and the creatures it revives will be reborn, and the course of life will be extended infinitely until the epoch changes.
And after the change of epochs, there is no record of what will become of the resurrected.
"Huh."
The corners of Ales' mouth widened, making his smile even more eerie, "It's your honor to witness all this. β
Bah!
Claire scolded secretly, she didn't want to witness this, what a bullshit honor.
Ales looked sideways at Old Jack with a complicated expression, "Let's get started!" β
Old Jack sighed, and the arm that grabbed Claire slowly moved in the direction of the resurrection coffin.
"Wait, I'm ......" Clea's face changed, and the Origin Force frantically warned her to stay away from the forbidden object.
"Taboo 0-34 Resuscitation Coffin!"
"Contraindications ......"
Burst!
"Uh," Claire froze, looking down at the dark arm that pierced her chest, "You-"
"So, what are you waiting for?!" The malice on Ales's body was a little deeper, and dozens of black lightning bolts poked out towards the surroundings, and his heart had become angry!
Hearing his words, Old Jack quickly moved Claire over the resuscitation coffin, "I'm sorry, Ms. Claire, I'll apologize to you if you're still alive......"
"I ......"
Before she could say anything, she felt a sharp pain coming from her body, "Ahhh
Poof!
There was a muffled sound, and Clea's entire body was crushed by the giant hand, and blood dripped down her intact feet onto the pattern on the top of the coffin.
"Menor said that when the Immortal Society sealed it, they used a special sealing method, and only the blood of the person who possessed their Immortal Society seal could unseal it."
Ales stared at this scene coldly, "I originally wanted to wait for the right opportunity for them to come to break the seal again, but I didn't expect that the Church of Dawn would set up many priests in this cathedral. β
"If it weren't for Tina, maybe I would never have gotten it......"
As the blood dripped onto the coffin, the black paint on it slowly melted, revealing a touch of silver-white color inside, and the top became the color of the blue starry sky, and the pattern became more agile and deep.
"Unblocked!"
Thank you Yi Yi Yijian and Meng Huai Yu for their rewards, thank you.
That's it for today, and I'll add more to it tomorrow and the next two days. At present, I owe you four chapters, and the monthly pass is very powerful, thank you for your support.
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