Chapter 4 Meeting
Deep in the Forsaken Lands, at the top of a mountain, stands a huge cross between the real and the unreal.
There hung a vague figure upside down, ancient stakes piercing through his body, stained with blood still flowing but not dripping, nailed to the shelf.
At the bottom of the cross, Ulorius, the "Angel of Destiny" in a simple linen robe and waist-length silver hair, slumped down, praying with her eyes closed and soft and reverent.
Adam, whose face was half covered by a pale golden beard, walked over step by step, stopped in front of the huge cross, raised his head, and quietly met the upside-down figure.
He held the "Magic Mirror" Arodes in one hand and the second "Blasphemy Slate" in the other, his eyes clear and his expression flat.
I don't know how long later, the hanging figure on the huge cross suddenly faded, and spread into a shadow curtain that connected the sky and the earth below, and behind the curtain seemed to hide a pair of indifferent eyes looking at the whole world.
In the next second, the shadow curtain cracked open, and there was no light inside, faintly echoing the illusory sound of the tide.
Adam then raised his left hand, allowing the ancient and mysterious "magic mirror" to shine with a shimmer.
In the glimmer of light, a viscous but illusory black liquid rushed and dispersed, and an infinite sea that seemed to contain all colors and possibilities emerged, seemingly within reach, but unable to affect reality in any way.
Immediately afterward, Adam placed a second "tablet of blasphemy" into the illusionary scene.
The illusory sight of the sea at infinity swayed gently, surrounding the second "blasphemous slate" and creating a certain connection with it.
- The second "Blasphemous Slate" was incarnated by some of the corpses of the ancient sun god who was very close to the old rank, about the same as the owner of the "Chaos Sea".
Seeing this scene, Adam's left hand moved slightly, causing the "Magic Mirror" Arrodus to fly up and fall towards the "Angel of Destiny" Ulorius at the bottom of the huge cross.
He himself took the second "tablet of blasphemy" with subtle changes, and walked into it step by step through the cracks in the curtain of shadows.
The curtain of shadows snapped shut, faded and vanished, leaving only a huge empty cross in its place.
During the whole process, no one spoke, everything was done in silence, and the "Angel of Destiny" Ulorius did not try to open his eyes.
At the same time, Amon became a god and used the first "blasphemous stone tablet" to block the passage of the "fallen mother goddess" invasion, and the "Lord of the Storm" smashed the imaginary Church of Bones and Adam's identity.
After a while, Ulorius the "Tail Eater" opened his eyes and set his eyes on the "magic mirror" Arrodus, which had fallen on his lap.
On the surface of the "Magic Mirror", silver words stood out in the swaying illusory water waves:
"You should know what it's like to be devout and chase a great being, right?"
Ulorius nodded with a slightly indifferent expression.
"So, can you send me back to my Lord?" On the surface of the magic mirror, the silver words squirmed and recombined to form new sentences, "When you are done answering, you can ask me two questions." β
Ulorius looked silently at the ancient mirror, and did not speak for a long, long time.
Finally, "Magic Mirror" Arodes couldn't help but have a new question:
"Why didn't you answer?"
Ulorius looked at himself in the mirror and replied calmly:
"I haven't figured it out yet. β
"Three questions ......" On the surface of the "magic mirror", the silver light slowly outlined two words.
............
Beckland, on the lawn of a single-family house.
Will Ansettein, who is already more than two years old, happily chases a big golden cat with shiny fur on his short legs, followed by a nanny and a maid.
Since the birth of this "snake of fate", Alan Kreese's career has been improving day by day, and now he has a private hospital that specializes in providing medical care to the upper class.
Running and running, Will Ansettin stepped on a slippery spot. With a snort, his body involuntarily leaned back.
He took a few steps back and stepped on a rock.
This provided the forward tendency to keep Will Ensettin in a miraculous balance.
The child, who was visibly fat, was wary of what had happened to him, because he was lucky enough to step on a slippery place.
A familiar figure quickly reflected in His eyes.
It was Sherlock Moriarty in a half-height silk top hat and a black double-breasted coat.
Will Unsetin turned his head sharply to look at his nanny and maid, and saw that they were unaware of the stranger on the lawn.
"I always felt like you would say, 'Cry for help, no one can hear.' The swaggering two-year-old looked back and grunted.
Without waiting for Klein to respond, he spread his hands again and said:
"Anyway, congratulations on becoming the King of Angels.
"Bullying kids doesn't fit who you are now. β
Klein laughed and said:
"Do you know how to fool fate?"
Will Unsetin raised his head, glanced at Klein warily, and said:
"Giving me fake ice cream is not the same as fooling fate. β
At this point, He complained:
"Why don't you squat down? At my age, if you keep your head held up like this, it will not be good for the development of the cervical spine. β
Crane didn't have the shelf of the new Angel King, and crouched down with a smile so that Will Unsetin could look at him.
Will Ansettin took the nanny's palm and said:
"Unless I've been promoted to Sequence 0 to become the 'Wheel of Fortune', any fooling of me is not the same as fooling fate. β
Klein asked thoughtfully:
"You haven't found a place to contain the 'Dice of Probability'?"
"Nope. Will Ensetin shook his head and added, "I have a hunch that it's coming." β
Klein looked at the chubby two-year-old child carefully for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled:
"If I give you and the 'Dice of Probability' to Ulorius, will he be promoted to Sequence 0 soon?"
Will Unsetin glanced at Klein and said:
"He also needs to wait for opportunities to accommodate it, and the opportunity needed to be the 'wheel of fortune' is not the same as the opportunity to contain the 'dice of probability'. β
As he spoke, Will Unsetin pursed his lips:
"If you only ask for the uniqueness of the 'fool', then the corresponding ritual can be simplified and will not be so difficult.
"In this case, skillfully using the abilities of the 'Trojan Horse of Destiny' and making a certain amount of sacrifice will give you the opportunity to fool fate.
"However, when you try to promote Sequence 0, even if you have accommodated uniqueness and absorbed the extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 1 in three copies, you have to really, uncompromisingly, hold a ritual to allow the corresponding things to completely converge and undergo a qualitative change. β
That's right...... In other words, choosing to accommodate uniqueness first is just a trick, and in the end you have to really fool time, history, or fate...... Klein bowed his head lightly and said:
"I kind of get it. β
He then smiled and added:
"Enjoy your childhood, I don't know how long it will last. β
After saying that, Crane's figure suddenly became transparent and disappeared on the lawn.
Will Unsetin's other hand, which was not holding the nanny, instinctively grabbed forward twice, and then weakly retracted it.
And so it went...... It's really rude, I didn't prepare a gift for a visit......" The kid couldn't help but mutter.
............
Beckland, North End, St. Samuel's Church.
Crane, who had taken on the form of Dawn Dantès, walked into the large prayer hall and sat down in a corner.
He looked at the emblem of the night on the altar, buried his head, clasped his hands, and began to pray:
"The goddess of the night, exalted above the stars, eternally older than eternity, Thou art the Mother of Secrets, the Empress of Doom and Fear......"
During the prayer, Crane's body and mind gradually settled and became peaceful with his eyes closed, as if he had entered a half-dreaming state.
I don't know how long later, an endless darkness appeared in front of his eyes, and clumps of night herbs and deep sleep flowers were at his feet.
It's so quiet that even breathing makes it seem like it's noisy to the sleepers around it.
Before Crane could take a look around, a figure suddenly descended from the depths of darkness.
There is no difference between the sky and the earth, but the figure seems to come from the red moon or stars hanging high above.
He wore a long black dress that was layered but not complicated, and was adorned with countless sparkles, as if draped over the starry night.
His head was faint and difficult to see, only a woman.
"Long time no see. The figure spoke softly before Crane could speak.
His voice was like a night's lullaby.
Klein saluted in a gentlemanly manner:
"Is this speaking to the former 'Master of Mystery', or am I hanging above the 'Source Castle'?"
Klein was pretty sure it was a dream, but a dream didn't mean it had to be fake.
The projection of the "Goddess of the Night" said with a little smile:
"I'm not sure where you're hanging above that light door. After leaving there, I never went back. β
Really...... Klein sighed to himself, affirming the origin of the "Goddess of the Night" Amanisis from the details.
"The three cocoons of light that were broken were next to each other. He replied simply.
The projection of the "Goddess of the Night" in the dream world stands in the quiet rippling darkness, giving people a very unreal feeling.
He said softly:
"The people there are candidates for the resurrection of the 'Lord of Mysteries,' but he doesn't know what happened and he loses control of many things.
"If it weren't for that, I would have died long ago, living as the 'Master of Mysteries', and you and Russell would not have had a chance to return to reality. β
This shows that the fall of the "Heavenly Venerable" is relatively complete, and it can only rely on the residual will within the extraordinary characteristics and the mechanical arrangement of the "Source Castle" to resurrect it? Klein sighed and smiled:
"I can already hear Him whispering in my ear. β