Distractions were surging, and these were not things he should consider.

As a fourth-tier transcendent, he can live to be 200 years old without accidents, and as for the low average age of fourth-tier four, this problem is easy to solve.

It's really not good, hide in the barren mountains and mountains, sit and watch the ups and downs of the world, and laugh at the vicissitudes of the world.

............

"But who can escape from the whirlpool under the tide of this great era?"

The Stars clearly records the six epochs of the world, and according to the rules of the epoch calendar that began with the Pale Epoch, two thousand years are one epoch.

It is now the end of the Fifth Age, and in 2,000 years it will be the end of the world.

"Heh, I don't necessarily live that long, I don't need to think about it so much. ”

Charles straightened his loose hair and covered his face with newspaper again, his fingers rubbing the rough edges of the newspaper.

Because, under the street lamp, the spiritual world is overlapping.

The void rippled again, and the rhythm of extreme silence rippled black ripples.

Colorful spots of light mixed with gray and black spread out in all directions.

Lines of handwriting gradually appeared on the note.

After the ripples subsided, his eyes diverged for a few seconds, and he leaned against the street lamp again, covered his hidden movements with his trench coat, retrieved the note, and sat back on the bench.

"Kiel Cotter, the action is the same, and on May 13 he took the abyss to welcome the return of the Lord. ”

"Praise be to the Lord of death, the one who lives forever. ”

"Beware of the gray angels, the false gods steal the glory that belongs to the Lord, and the day of the Lord's return is the time of his fall. ”

"Proclaim the name of the Lord, Nas. ”

The hand that spread out the note was shaking, and a chill gradually flooded the whole mind, so that the back was wet and full of cold sweat.

There's a lot of information between a few paragraphs.

With an embarrassed expression, his body became colder and colder......

"Kiel Cotter is his father's name, so he is indeed a stranger. ”

"It seems that my father did participate in an unknown secret organization. ”

"The prayer, the Lord of death, the one who lives forever is the second half of the name of the stranger. ”

"The description of fate in the first half does not appear, and the entry about the stranger is imprinted in the mind by watching the stranger. ”

"The complete entry is the Weaver of Fate, the Key to the Destiny of All Beings, the River of Destiny of the Afterlife, the Lord of Strangers, the Master of Death, and the Eternal Death of Life. ”

There was a faint pain in the corner of his forehead, and he slowly began to rub it, and several guesses suddenly appeared in his heart.

Guess one, the believers of the stranger do not know the prayer in the previous paragraph.

Guess two, this is requested by the stranger, only the latter paragraph.

Guess three, what the stranger is hiding about.

"The return of the Lord?"

According to the epochal division method, the end of the Quaternary Pale Era was marked by the exile of the stranger.

As for where the exile went, it is not mentioned in the archives, so it is not clear where it will be returned.

As for the identity of the stranger, this is not something for Charles to consider.

............

Whether or not to turn into the abyss is still a mystery and needs to be carefully considered.

If you don't go to the abyss to be suspected, if you go to the abyss, you will be liquidated by strangers, and the anger of a high position is not something that his fourth-level profession can bear.

"Grey Angel?", Charles had never heard of.

As you look into the distance, there are more and more pedestrians.

At the beginning of the war, people experienced initial hesitation, but eventually they returned to their jobs.

After all, people are forgetful and selfish, and they are relatively indifferent when they do not touch their own interests.

Horrifyingly, the people of Port Will seem to have become accustomed to the presence of Elsie's army.

This morning, the army was led by the local people to capture the rebels, and the wrinkled and greedy gaze of the passers-by made people palpitate in their hearts.

Charles was furious, furious, and though he was an Elsi, he hated such a betrayer of his countrymen.

In all the years that Port Will was occupied, the rebels tried so much to gain control of the city.

The reason was in the numb masses of Port Weil, who forgot yesterday's victory in the lower city.

It is a cold and cruel fact to betray patriotic warriors just for their own interests.

............

Perhaps this is the loneliness of the guerrillas in all countries during the war, who silently endured unprecedented loneliness and estrangement.

No one understands, no one helps the people in the occupied areas, they are all the same selfish and indifferent.

The partisans watched as their comrades who resisted the invasion together were betrayed by their compatriots in the occupied areas, and then one by one they died under the slaughter of bayonets.

It is sad that the people of the occupied areas are even so numb that they laugh at the rebels.

But they still haven't given up, they're still looking, they're still loving the country, they're still loving the people, maybe they're lonely warriors.

No one understands, no one helps.

As the roar sounded, "What can I do to save you, numb and selfish people of the occupied areas?"

............

Thoughts are like chaos, war confuses everyone, death and the insignificance of life even the Charles.

"This does not bode well. ”

The newspaper still covered his face, casting a shadow, and Charles had a question, "Will this note have a identification mechanism?"

"In case the rest of the transcendents observe a note or ....... ”

Turning his head suddenly, the void under his vision was like a dark mirror, and the inky crow stood there, looking at him with interest.

The charr uses psionic cloaking to temporarily block the crowd's view of the charr area.

After thinking for a moment, he bowed, "Hello! I'm Charles Coat, the son of Keir Coat. ”

The color of grief overflowed, "My father died in an extraordinary conflict, and I am willing to take over his mission and mission, and I am willing to give my life for the glory of the Lord." ”

The crow stood there, an unknown whirling in its dark eyes, pursed its lips, held back a glance at the Charles, and slowly disappeared in front of him.

The dark mirror image gradually calmed down in front of me, and the space returned to silence.

............

Charles was a little lonely, and his eyes became deeper and deeper, "Maybe the crow still doesn't believe me, after all, I'm a strange transcendent, and besides, I have successfully transferred to the path of destiny." ”

In just a dozen days after the crossing, Charles had accumulated a huge amount of negative pressure.

Or that he has a serious mental illness and needs to see a psychiatrist when he has time.

Otherwise, as negative emotions accumulate, Charles will eventually become cold and insane, even losing their minds.

............

He was also going to go to the bell tower to see the clues of the arms investigated by the gold medal white hand, but he stood up and staggered suddenly.

The body was under the influence of the unknown, and it was a suffocating and terrifying breath.

It was a power of the same origin as Dead Silence.

There is a hint of holiness in the band.

But it was still terrifying, and the entry "gray angel" suddenly flashed in his mind, and his face showed an embarrassed expression.

"Careless, I should have thought of it a long time ago. ”

Since the two are opposed, they must know each other very well. ”

"The crow flew away not because he didn't believe me, but because he had an enemy. ”

"Damn, why am I so unlucky. ”