Chapter 721 Mr. Door
After a pause, Bernadette said with some emotion in her rare tone:
"Father has reached an agreement with 'Night'. The Brass Book of Terensost, which is the unique evolution of 'Judge', will belong to South Intis, but we need to find Larion and take it back."
"As the price of the deal, he needs to leave reality and go to the Star Realm to open up a kingdom of God, fill the gap left by 'Storm Lord' and 'God of War', and work with 'Night', 'Eternal Sun' and other positive gods to stop the erosion and penetration of the original barrier by the outer gods of the starry sky."
"This is inevitable. The Seven Gods have changed too much. The kingdoms of God that fill the barrier in the Star Realm are difficult to maintain. New gods must be added."
Renekton nodded. He was not surprised that 'Night' asked Roselle to go to the Star Realm to plug the cracks.
If the fallen 'Storm Lord' continues to stay in the Star Realm and the 'Storm Abyss', he will only be eroded and polluted by the outer gods and become a part of their reality.
There are not many beings who can replace the positions of "Lord of Storms" and "God of War". Compared with "True Creator", "Eternal Sun Hunter" and "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" are undoubtedly more inclined to Roselle.
While thinking, Renekton reminded:
"As the backup for the resurrection of the 'God of War', the former patriarch may have the characteristics of the 'Hand of God'. In order to end the war of gods as soon as possible, 'Night' and Lilith will not deliberately intercept these characteristics."
Bernadette nodded slightly and said, "I will pay attention to this matter. Arianna, the dean of the Monastery of Night, will also provide some help."
Renekton nodded, skipped the topic and said, "They went to the astral realm just after the coronation ceremony. What's the status of Nan Intis now?"
"The subsequent affairs are handed over to Bonois and Nast. In the words of their father, this is a kind of training for them, and as long as the ceremony is completed, they can be promoted to 'Enlightener' and 'Duke of Entropy' at any time."
Bernadette spoke like chatting. She suddenly paused and looked at Lawrence beside her. The "traveler" of the Abraham family had woken up. He is now a half-human, half-god "mystic."
After getting familiar with his body again, Lawrence reached out his right hand into the void, and the space in front of him was suddenly shrouded in shadows, twisted, cut into two parts and hiding one part.
This change in space was silent, and there was no objective measurement sign, but if you look closely, you will find that the trees on both sides of the road have become closer.
This spatial hiding lasted less than two seconds, and everything returned to normal.
After revealing his body, Lawrence's figure suddenly became illusory, turning into one illusory door after another, one layer after another, layer upon layer, countless.
His body kept appearing behind one "door" after another, as if walking in the angle of reality, as if close at hand, but difficult to touch.
After using all his extraordinary abilities, Lawrence stopped, walked to Renekton, and said excitedly:
"Since the Fifth Epoch, there has been no 'mystic master' in the Abraham family. It has been more than a thousand years. Today, more than a thousand years later, I finally succeeded!"
"Finally, I can ask the question that has troubled our family for thousands of years."
"The answer to the question may not be as bad or as lamentable as you think."
Renekton reminded him at the right time, but Lawrence, who was already immersed in his emotions, did not listen.
Seeing this, Renekton shook his head slightly. Persistence always wins over reason. For some things, only when you reveal them yourself can you be content.
He turned his head to look at Bernadette and said, "Give him a full moon effect. This is a regret that the Abraham family has lasted for one or two thousand years."
"Mr. 'Door'?" Bernadette nodded in understanding and said nothing more.
She did not have much good feelings towards Mr. "Gate" who had tempted her father to go to the moon and was polluted. She even felt a little disgusted. If it were not for the pollution, her father would not have changed his temperament, and all the things that happened later would not have happened.
Starlight scattered from her fingers, gathered in the air, dyed with a layer of crimson, and turned into an illusory red moon.
Although it was a full moon effect created by relying on her own knowledge of mysticism, the full moon created by Bernadette, who was already an angel, was not worse than those "crimson scholars".
The crimson moonlight sprinkled on his body, and Lawrence's ears echoed again.
Unlike before, this time, he finally heard clearly what the other party was saying. Although the voice was very vague, it was still constantly stimulating his spirit, making his head swell and sting, but this was all within the scope of tolerance.
"Save me, save."
"Don't save me, don't save me, don't."
Lawrence's face became very bad for a while, pale, weak, and wanted to laugh and cry. His body was shaking slightly uncontrollably, and he said in a choked voice: "So this is the reason why our family has been declining for thousands of years. It's just a cry for help."
Looking at the sad-looking Lawrence, Renekton whispered a reminder:
"It's not a full moon yet. It's when He is in the best condition. You can try to communicate with Him."
After a long breath, Lawrence nodded and said:
"I understand. The reason why you happened to appear here at this time is to prevent me from doing something irrational, such as helping Mr. 'Door' return to reality?"
"Don't worry, although it has been the long-cherished wish of the Abraham family for thousands of years, I won't lose my mind because of it."
Renekton shook his head and explained: "The return of Mr. 'Door' is inevitable, and it won't be too long."
Lawrence stared at Renekton for a long time before retracting his gaze. He didn't believe it, nor did he question it. He just looked a lot older in these two minutes.
He sighed again, collected his mind, clasped his hands together, and prayed earnestly:
"Great Gate of Ten Thousand Doors, the guide of the endless starry sky, the key to all mysterious worlds."
"Great Gate of Ten Thousand Doors"
recited Mr. "Gate"'s honorific name twice in a row, and Lawrence suddenly stopped, his eyes looked a little dazed, and he tilted his head slightly, as if listening carefully to something.
Renekton and Bernadette looked at each other, and neither spoke.
Under the increasingly deep crimson moonlight, little by little, the starlight emerged, swaying in a very regular manner, outlining one symbol after another, amplifying Mr. "Gate"'s whisper to Lawrence, and echoing around:
"After thousands of years, there is finally someone from the Abraham family who can talk to me."
"You, what's your name?"
The voice was normal, even kind, completely different from the voice that just screamed to save me or not save me, as if it was a different person.
There was a hint of doubt in Lawrence's eyes. The complex emotions in his heart made him not think too much. Instead, he answered according to the other party's words:
"Lawrence, Lawrence Nord Abraham."
"Lawrence, I remember."
"As a descendant of the Abraham family, I can barely see some conditions on your body. Your body seems to have suffered serious injuries before. Although it has recovered under the transformation of the 'Mystic Mage's' potion, it still leaves some effects. Your life span will be shorter than that of a normal demigod."
"The best way to solve this problem is to continue to be promoted and become an angel. I remember that the Abraham family still has several sealed objects corresponding to the characteristics of the 'Planeswalker'. Except for the 'Box of the Elder Days', the rest can be used." "
To be able to become a demigod in this era, you must have been protected by some existence. It should not be a big problem to shatter a seal."
The voice echoed in his ears and made Lawrence's eyes wet unconsciously. Mr. "Door"'s words sounded normal, and there seemed to be no problem at all, if he had not heard the other party's scream for help before.
Lawrence nodded with a complicated expression and said,
"I know that I have no plans to continue to advance. I am old and my relatives have passed away. Death is a relief for me."
"What supported me to advance all the way to demigod is the obsession to ask you a question, an obsession and curse that has troubled the Abraham family for nearly two thousand years."
Mr. "Door" sighed in his ear with a complicated tone, as if he was regretting, helpless, and sighing:
"Being lost in the depths of darkness and storms has caused some mental problems for me. I often become crazy, constantly roaring and shouting, and conveying some information to the outside world."
"And as descendants of the Abraham family, you are undoubtedly the people who are most likely to hear these voices."
"But, whether I have malicious intentions or not, no matter what the reason is, the gap in status makes people who are not at the demigod level hear my voice as if they heard the evil god's mumbling, or crazy, or out of control."
"Only when the moon is full, my mental state will be better and I will restrain my voice, but this is also the time when my spirituality is the strongest and I am most connected with you. Even if I try to restrain myself, some of the roars and shouts I once made will be missed and transmitted to your ears."
"This is the reality of the curse. Can you accept it?"
Lawrence shook his head blankly, and said with some uncontrollable emotions:
"I don't know, I just suddenly feel that our Abraham family's persistence for thousands of years is like a joke."
"No, your persistence is meaningful. At least, now you know the reason and the problem, you can start to think of ways to solve the problem."
"For example, you can let the rest of the family members be like you, avoid the roars when I am crazy, and live a normal life."
Mr. "Men"'s words are clear and organized, like a kind elder who cares about the younger generation. It is not like He said that He would often go crazy. Chapter 722 Stars
Lawrence sighed and glanced at Renekton and Bernadette who were standing silently on the side. He continued with Mr. "The Door"'s words and asked,
"But your whispers still exist, and family members may still hear your voice when the full moon comes, and then go crazy or lose control."
"If I want to completely lift this curse that has plagued the family for thousands of years, what should I do?"
Mr. "The Door" was like an elder facing a stubborn junior. He sighed and said,
"There is only one way to help me get rid of the troubles of darkness and storms. In this way, I can have the energy to control and improve my mental problems and stop making crazy roars."
Lawrence asked, "How to do it?"
"Arrange a ceremony, recite my honorable name, and then sacrifice one 'Mystic', one 'Weird Mage', and one 'Parasite'. I can use the temporary aggregation of these three paths to produce certain qualities to get out of the predicament."
"But this is too difficult for the Abraham family today. It is almost impossible. You don't have to force it."
"Just live a good life. You don't have to become an extraordinary person. With the wealth accumulated by your family, you can live an ordinary and happy life as an ordinary person."
Lawrence smiled bitterly, "I understand."
The crimson moonlight around him shattered into pieces, revealing the light of dusk again, shining on the ground and on Lawrence, revealing an indescribable sense of desolation and desolation.
After a long while, Lawrence regained his composure. He turned to look at Renekton and Bernadette, and asked,
"What do you think? Is there something wrong with the ancestor? The roar at the beginning and the "He" who talked to me later are completely different."
Bernadette nodded and said with a firm tone,
"It is certain that Mr. 'Men' has a problem. His normality is just a disguise. It was He who seduced and tricked my father into going to the moon, where he was polluted by the 'original moon', which led to the things that happened later."
"Among those who followed my father, there was also a member of your Abraham family. You should be familiar with the changes in his later years."
Lawrence smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I have had this guess, but the tone of the ancestor made me waver in my belief."
Renekton saw Lawrence's doubts and entanglements, and did not persuade him, but suggested,
"Being polluted does not necessarily mean turning into a crazy monster. It may also be replaced by another self without knowing it."
"Now that you are a demigod, you are no longer afraid of the full moon. You can go find some vampires and record their extraordinary abilities to create the full moon effect. Listen to Mr. Door's voice at different time periods, and then compare them."
"I understand. I will do that." Lawrence nodded solemnly in response, and then fell silent. After
a few simple exchanges, Lawrence said goodbye and left. He had to go back to the Abraham family to convene the elders to discuss the follow-up.
After Lawrence left, Bernadette suddenly asked:
"You seem to be deliberately pushing this matter forward, both by giving reminders and by helping him contact Mr. 'Door'."
"After knowing about Mr. 'Door's affairs, even if the opinions within the Abraham family have reached a consensus, there will inevitably be some people who want to rescue Mr. 'Door' and restore the glory of the family."
Rekton nodded and said calmly:
"Keeping secrets is not my authority. Since they have raised the question, I will naturally give the answer. It is unnecessary not to stop them from seeking the truth. As for providing certain help, these all have clear prices."
"As I said just now, Mr. 'Door' will inevitably return. Without Him, the 'Lord of Mysteries' cannot appear. This is unacceptable to all beings, except those in the starry sky."
As he spoke, Rekton suddenly paused, turned his head to look in the direction of Conston City, a hint of silver flashed across his eyes, and he instantly became extremely deep.
This change did not last long. When his eyes were clear again, Renekton turned his head to look at Bernadette and reminded her:
"0-02 has appeared. Its information comes from the city of Constance."
Upon hearing this, Bernadette's body instantly became ethereal and decomposed into a stream of complex knowledge, which quickly surged and approached the city of Constance.
Looking at Bernadette leaving, Renekton stopped where he was and did not move. He tilted his head slightly and listened attentively. The sound of the illusory steam train running seemed to echo in his ears, but there was no steam train station or track nearby.
"Isn't it too coincidental that everything everyone is looking for has appeared all of a sudden?"
He whispered to himself, and Renekton's body suddenly became transparent, illusory, and turned into a pile of bubbles.
Under the light of dusk, these bubbles reflected dreamy colors, scattered and flew away in a flash.
Somewhere in the colorful spirit world, a silver track suddenly extended from the void, constantly moving forward, and extending into a twisted color block.
Amidst the rumbling sound, a dark steam train emerged from the void and moved quickly on the silver track.
Inside the moving train, in the dimly lit carriage, black cables as thick as little fingers hung from the top of the carriage, intertwined in a mess, hanging one bloody and rusty head after another. These heads kept shaking with the steam train, rubbing against each other with sparks and making metallic collision sounds.
Among the many heads hanging, there was an ancient silver mirror with strange patterns, which was tightly bitten by several heads, as if they wanted to bite it into pieces and swallow it into their mouths.
A kind-looking head turned over, holding the tightly bitten silver mirror, and spoke in the voice of Horamick Haydon:
"What happened just now?"
A layer of water waves swayed on the mirror, and then one after another Feysac words with bright red liquid flowing emerged:
"Several rules here have been replaced, which just destroyed the hidden environment of the train and made us fall out of that strange state."
"It is unknown who did it, but the angel under the seat of the 'Knowledgeable' has arrived in Constant City." The head that
looked like Horamick Haydon snorted disdainfully:
"Humph, that hypocritical sage, the authority of reality and civilization belongs only to the 'Stars', and will eventually return to the 'Stars'!"
The surface of the silver mirror swayed again, and new words emerged one by one:
"It's my turn to ask, who are the 'stars' you're talking about?"
A head that looked like Horamick Haydn suddenly approached the silver mirror, revealing a strange smile, his facial expression became distorted, black oil kept dripping from the corners of his mouth, and his tone became crazy:
"Do you really want to know?"
"Of course it's the great superstar master, the creator of the stars in the universe, the embodiment of the rules of reality, and the ruler of all civilizations!"
Following Horamick's voice, the light in the steam train suddenly flickered, no longer dim, but as blue as the starry sky, as if countless stars were flickering, one after another were reflected, and connected into a twisted and evil face.
On the surface of the silver mirror, all the words disappeared instantly, and the mirror surface was dim, as if covered with a layer of gray-black gauze, reflecting nothing.
The head of Horamick hanging in the air was no longer crazy, and turned back, saying at the same time:
"Give up the struggle, why don't you join us? We are connected to each other, as one, sharing power, knowledge and faith with each other, this is the ultimate form of civilization."
"You are very special, more special than most of the Level 1 seals, even more special than some Level 0 seals. Only those stupid 'steam' believers will only treat you as a Level 2 seal."
"This is why I like you, otherwise you would have become our food like those useless things."
The silver mirror that was bitten by several heads was silent and motionless, like an autistic child.
Boom!
A huge collision sounded, and the steam train seemed to hit a solid barrier, shaking violently, turning over and over, and making a mess.
Arrodes, who was bitten by several heads, was thrown out and hit the glass window, causing cracks.
On both sides of the silver mirror, a pair of illusory little hands condensed and slapped the car window vigorously, as if trying to break the cracked window.
Its action failed, and several black cables hung from the top, tying it into a ball.
On the surface of the silver mirror, a layer of water waves swayed, and bright golden words emerged one by one:
"My master is here to find me. You wait to be made into a model toy by my great and supreme master!"
Above the gray fog, Klein saw this scene through the prayer light and was somewhat amused. He looked down at the mirror on the edge of the table that he had casually taken out from the historical pores. There were colorful fireworks on the mirror, and there was a little man waving his little hands excitedly and rushing towards him below.
"Great and supreme master, you finally came to find me. I was almost eaten by that madman, but I also got a lot of information from him, no, it should be it, um, them, from them."
"I saw it."
Looking at the words that appeared on the mirror, Klein nodded gently and responded.
After Renekton informed him of the situation, he immediately came to the gray fog, and summoned the magic mirror Arrodes with the help of the special "Source Castle". Then, with the help of its connection with the main body, he used the "curtain" to exert influence and cleverly grafted the track of the steam train to the steam train station in Conston City.
As for why it was Conston City, he didn't quite understand, but the real vision above the gray fog made him see the difference in Conston City. It seemed to be affected by something, and the rules were in an extremely unstable and extremely strict state. Chapter 723 0-02
In the steam train station of Constanton City, stars emerged one after another, densely packed, dazzling, and quickly formed a ball of rotating star sand, completely wrapping the steam train that suddenly appeared, melting bit by bit.
On the surface of the dark steam train, debris kept falling, revealing the cables underneath, entangled, squirming, and turning into a monster with countless black tentacles.
Silently, the surrounding gravity became stronger, and the ground underfoot burst out with a huge suction force, causing the buildings on the ground to collapse one after another and stick tightly to the ground.
Even the starlight became heavy, falling down bit by bit, and was completely sucked by the ground, unable to rotate or float.
Freed from the shackles of the starlight, the steam train completely disintegrated, turning into a pile of mechanical parts and countless cables, and began to squirm and aggregate, forming a huge, hideous face, and the appearance of Horamick Hayden could be vaguely seen from the facial features.
This huge face kept changing, roaring, and making a piercing roar.
It continued to grow larger and heavier, while generating a strong gravitational force that sucked the surrounding objects towards itself, rotating around it, forming a terrifying "storm".
Above the gray fog, Klein stood up from his seat and quickly drew his gun to shoot.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
One after another, the soul-controlling bullets were fired, and through the light of Arrodes's prayer, they sank into the "storm" that was constantly tearing and gathering the surrounding things, gathering bigger and bigger.
The terrifying "storm" that seemed to pull up the entire Constant City suddenly stopped, and the carriages, goods, walls, and bricks that were rotating around it lost the traction of gravity and fell to the ground one after another.
The bright starlight surged and drilled out from the cracks in the ground. The pieces of starlight reunited inside, revealing the figure of Renekton.
It stretched out its hand and pulled it forward, and the light of dusk emerged. A long table and figures were condensed.
This was the scene of the ancient sun god being eaten, which came from the mysterious magic "Feast of Betrayal" created by the mystical knowledge of the death of the ancient sun god!
"How daring! He used this 'Mysterious Reappearance' without keeping it secret. Is this a provocation to the 'Eternal Blazing Sun' or the 'True Creator'?"
Above the gray fog, Klein sighed in a low voice. The images he saw through Arrodes' prayer light began to shake, as if they were disturbed by something.
On the edge of the table in front of him, on the quietly lying mirror, one silver-white Rune word after another appeared:
"Many eyes have been attracted by this 'mysterious reappearance', and even the underlying rules of the changes in Conston City have been disturbed."
"Master, I think he, um, "He" should be intentional. There are too many big figures gathered in this city, including the secret angel serving 'Night', Emperor Roselle's eldest daughter Bernadette, the former Patriarch of the Church of the God of War Larion, and the former Archbishop of the Church of Steam Horamick Haydon. This is obviously an abnormal situation."
"He may want to use this 'mysterious reappearance' to connect with those real masters to attract more people and gods to cast their eyes and make this place more chaotic."
Klein nodded and said calmly: "It's possible."
Above the disappeared steam train station in Conston City, as the scene of the Feast of Betrayal appeared, the huge face floating in the air suddenly twitched, and the whole face became distorted, as if it would split at any time.
The parts that made it up became uncontrollable, as if every gear and every coil had its own intelligence, instinctively wanting to betray the whole and go out on its own.
Silently, the light around it dimmed, as if it was covered by an invisible shadow.
The betrayal of many parts on the huge face was distorted, magnified, and then split uncontrollably, becoming independent individuals one after another, growing different faces and hostile to each other.
As the huge face split, the items that were originally contained inside fell out one after another, including bright gems that sparkled with starlight, golden gloves made of machines, and ancient silver mirrors with strange patterns.
This spiritual and individual separation allowed Horamick Haydon to briefly regain a little bit of himself. He looked around and at Renekton with a blank look, as if he didn't understand what was going on.
"God War. Pollution of Starry Sky"
He muttered to himself in a daze. With only his face left, Horamick Hayden suddenly looked at Renekton and said,
".Are you here to kill me?"
Renekton nodded, stretched out his hand and pulled out a long spear of ancient style from the void. From the tip to the handle, it was burning with balls and balls of blood red.
There were no extra words. The dark red spear flew out of his hand the moment it was formed, ignoring the distance and directly appearing on Horamick Hayden's forehead. The
bloody dark red flames rose up instantly, completely covering it, and were decomposed and dissipated bit by bit.
This attack was magnified countless times, and it was extremely powerful, as if it could directly kill an angel.
Horamick Hayden, who was pierced by the dark red spear, quickly lost his breath, but when one foot crossed the red line of death, it got stuck and could not really die.
In the mayor's mansion of Constanton City, a brass book flipped spontaneously, and then, mercury words floated on it, spontaneously compiling strict and tight legal provisions.
At the bottom of the existing legal provisions, mercury words simply wrote: "Death is prohibited here." This legal provision involving the underlying rules of the world seemed to have exhausted all its power, and the book that had been constantly compiling legal provisions stopped for a moment.
A pool of silver metal liquid seeped out from the surrounding void, flowing quickly, trying to wrap the brass book that was thrown on the ground. The brass book disappeared at the moment it was about to be wrapped.
On the other side, in the streets of the city, the figures of Bernadette and Arianna emerged from the void in no particular order.
The latter nodded to Bernadette and said calmly:
"0-02 seems to have become silent after modifying the underlying rules here. It may have temporarily exhausted its power."
"I'm looking for it."
Bernadette replied calmly, her eyes flowing with a deep blue and purple brilliance, outlining one mysterious symbol after another, quickly collecting and interpreting the information in the city.
With the addition of spiritual consciousness, she soon found some abnormal and discordant information.
"In the City Lord's Mansion, besides Larion and 0-02, there are other people there."
As soon as the voice fell, her and Arianna's figures disappeared at the same time, one turned into a huge and pure information flow, and the other was erased as if erased by an eraser.
After the rule of death was invalidated, Horamic Hayden fell into madness again. It extended black cables from its head, like tentacles, reaching into the separated faces one by one, connecting them together again.
Under the influence of the power of the "stars", their consciousness and spirit were unified again, forming a whole.
"No, not completely unified, it's more like forcibly stitching the parts that were twisted and separated by Roselle."
As Renekton whispered, Horamic Hayden's face, which had expanded to the size of a hill, showed one different face after another. They kept struggling and roaring with a strange rhythm.
In the sky, the stars suddenly became brighter and brighter, and bigger.
There was a burning smell in the air, and the sound of violent friction sparks rang out, and a red meteor shower was summoned.
At the same time, the disturbance of gravity and electromagnetics caused chaos and closure of the secret passages hidden in the void around them, and the gravity of the ground suddenly increased. Even the extraordinary people who were good at flashing became unable to move, and could only wait for the meteor shower to fall.
Silently, the falling meteors disappeared one after another, as if they were wiped off the canvas, leaving no trace.
In less than a minute, all the meteors falling from the sky were wiped out. A disaster was easily resolved before it really came.
In the city of Constanton, everyone hid in the house, hid in the basement, or looked out through the window nervously, or prayed to the gods over and over again, hoping that this strange disaster would pass quickly and that they would not be affected.
In the city outside the oriel window, a series of dull, unclear, and colorless lights stood out. Anything touched by the light disintegrated silently, turning into pieces of debris falling to the ground, and even the colors evaporated quickly.
In the attic of a three-story building, two small heads leaned against the glass window, quietly looking outside.
A teenage girl in a floral dress and a little boy of eight or nine were lying in front of the attic window. The little girl covered her mouth with one hand and the little boy's mouth with the other, not daring to make a sound.
They just saw a drunk man on the street across the street silently shattered into a pile of colorless powder.
In their terrified eyes, a ray of light flew towards this side, towards them.
The surroundings suddenly darkened, and there was a layer of dark fog everywhere. The whole city fell into a dead silence.
After a long silence, the little boy moved his body tentatively, then pushed the older girl next to him and asked:
"Latil, are we dead?"
The girl called Latil shook her head blankly: "No, I don't know."
In reality, the place where Conston City was originally located, the entire city disappeared, leaving only a huge pit.
With the disappearance of Conston City, the people who were originally hiding in the city were revealed one by one. Chapter 724: All Parties
Looking at the figures that emerged after the city below disappeared, Klein stood up from his high-back chair reflexively.
The Seagod's Scepter flew into his hands spontaneously, and the black velvet "curtain" turned into a cloak and draped over him, as if ready to attack at any time.
At the place where Conston City was originally located, Amon, who was wearing a black classical wizard robe and a monocle on his right eye, looked up at the starry sky, smiled slightly, and nodded gently, as if greeting Klein above the gray fog.
Klein's face darkened, and his eyes fell on a brass book held in Amon's hand. His intuition as a "fortune teller" told him that this book was the source of the abnormality in Conston City.
Opposite Amon, an old man who was over 2.6 meters tall, had a gray beard, and wore a square soft hat confronted Him with an angry look.
He wore a loose robe with a black background and white edges. His bulging muscles made the loose clothes bulge. His eyes were light blue and his wrinkles were few. He had a temperament that looked down on everything.
Klein searched in his mind and could not find any information about this person. However, judging from the temperament and height of the other party, he was most likely a high-ranking member of the Church of the God of War.
At the edge of the mottled long table, silver words spontaneously emerged on the surface of the mirror that Klein took out from the cracks in history:
"Master, he is the former Patriarch of the Church of the God of War. After the God War ended and the God of War fell, he destroyed all the Level 0 Sealed Artifacts of the Church and fled with the Sealed Artifact 0-02, the Brass Book of Trunsoest."
"It is very likely that it is the resurrection trick left by the God of War when he fell."
Glancing at the information given by Arrodes, Klein asked, "0-02 is the brass book in Amon's hand?"
"Yes, Master, that book evolved from the uniqueness of the 'Judge' path. It has the characteristics of being alive, but most of the time it is at a very low level, with only the instinct to compile and improve the laws."
"The first half of it presents almost all the major underlying rules, and the second half is blank and needs to be written by oneself. The legal provisions can be freely compiled. After being publicized, these legal provisions will take effect."
"It hates twisted rules without aesthetics and hates being found for loopholes."
"Sorry, Master. I can't see any more information because of the uniqueness."
At the end of his words, Arrodes added a small expression of grievance.
Klein nodded without any expression and said, "Okay."
He was more worried about Amon than the Brass Book of Terensost that evolved from the uniqueness of the "Judge".
I don't know what Amon, who has mastered the three copies of Sequence One and the uniqueness of "Error", wants to do with this book.
The uniqueness of the "Judge" is only needed by Roselle. I hope the emperor won't cheat me. With a low sigh, Klein sat back in the high-backed chair, his eyes fixed on the city of Constanton below.
Above the huge dark pit, Amon's body ignored the influence of gravity and stood in mid-air. He looked at Larion who was staring at him angrily, and said with a smile:
"The God of War has fallen. You can consider joining the Church of Night. In this way, you will still be an angel protected by God, and you will even continue to serve as the Patriarch of the Church of the God of War."
Larion snorted coldly and said, "Mythical creatures like you who don't have devout beliefs will not understand. The 'God of War' will eventually return from my body."
Amon pulled the corners of his mouth and chuckled,
"Every one of my clones believes in myself very much."
"Of course, I really can't understand a paranoid like you. Maybe you can get along well with my brother, although he was just acting at the beginning. Unfortunately, he is no longer my brother now, and I can't call him paranoid anymore."
While Amon and Larion were talking, streams of information poured out from the void, quickly converging to reconstruct Bernadette's body.
When Bernadette appeared, Roselle looked over and stared at Amon, staring at the brass book in his hand.
As Bernadette appeared, Amon withdrew his gaze from Larion, turned to look at Bernadette, and chuckled:
"Oh, you are finally here, I thought you and your father were not interested in this rule book?"
"Will a thief give away what he stole?"
While speaking, Bernadette looked at Amon calmly.
Amon was not angry at Bernadette's words. He still kept a calm smile on his face and said,
"Why not? Using things you don't need to exchange for something you do need, this is a deal that satisfies both parties, isn't it?"
"The previous war of gods gave those guys in the starry sky an opportunity to further erode the barrier left over from the original. Now is the last bit of time in the Fifth Epoch, and everyone is busy saving themselves, or saving the world. On this point, we are all on the same side."
"The 'Hanged Man' has basically gotten rid of his madness and mastered the authority of his mind. Even if I recall those characteristics that I can disperse now and skip the ceremony and directly become an 'error', the state will be a little worse at most." "So, why don't you give up the Fool and support me?"
"I become the Lord of Mysteries, and I can also lift the seal of the Western Continent, allowing you to return to your original form and become the Demon of Knowledge."
Amon said the last sentence while looking at the deep starry sky above his head.
Above the gray fog, Klein looked at this scene with a slightly strange expression on his face. He couldn't help but complain in his heart, what is this? Trying to turn my allies against me in front of me?
After muttering something in his mind, Klein looked down at the mirror on the table and asked casually,
"What do you think they will choose?"
On the mirror, layers of water waves swayed, and after a long while, silver-white words in Rune language appeared one by one:
"I'm sorry, Master, I can't see the answer to this question."
Arrodes' words seemed to have a hint of crying, and then new words appeared below:
"But I will always follow you unswervingly. You can definitely take back the authority stolen and occupied by Amon and return to the throne of the great master above the spiritual world."
"Really." Klein whispered, and stopped talking. He looked at Renekton, who was still in a stalemate with the monster that Horamick Haydon had turned into.
He whispered with some doubt, "Even if it's just a clone, his status won't decrease. He is deliberately hanging Horamick Haydon. Why?"
Originally, above the city of Conston, countless information torrents gathered into light, interweaving into a "storm", tightly wrapping the mountain-like head and tearing it apart.
On the heads trapped in the center of the "storm", faces were highlighted, and their eyes, mouths and other places were lit up with blazing white light at the same time, as if there was a sun hidden inside, constantly emitting light from the cracks.
One after another, blazing white rays gushed out, sweeping towards the information torrent that set off the "storm" around.
These are rays from the starry sky, which can directly destroy the body and information structure, create mutations at the genetic level, and bring irreversible damage and pain.
The disturbing information storm was pierced by rays one after another, causing cracks in the originally stable invisible barrier.
The huge head with faces highlighted suddenly became empty, found and passed through the secret passage hidden in the void, and escaped from Renekton's siege.
Outside the disturbing information torrent, a hill-like head emerged from the void, and the faces highlighted on it quickly disintegrated and reorganized, turning into a dark steam train, ignoring gravity and floating in the air.
It was as if a silver-white light composed of a vast amount of imaginary things emerged out of thin air, forming a silver track that led nowhere, carrying the steam train to the distance.
The torrent of information left behind by the steam train quickly gathered together, condensing into a series of hazy glimmers composed of a vast amount of imaginary things. These lights intertwined into a vortex, filled with countless vortices of light, shadows and steam. A
strong attraction came from the vortex, pulling the silver track and steam train in front of it trying to get away from here.
This is the aggregation effect between extraordinary characteristics, which was magnified to the extreme by Renekton's own status and the uniqueness of "Perfect".
The aggregation effect that was supposed to exist passively turned into a substantial attraction at this moment. Tentacles composed of pure information stretched out from the vortex and stretched out to the steam train in front.
The invisible tentacles kept pulling the steam train in front and tearing the silver track, as if to drag it into the vortex of light and shadow.
Under the pull of the extraordinary characteristics, the color of the steam train was evaporating, and the faintly glowing crumbs the size of a fingernail kept falling off the train and merging into the vortex behind.
As time went on, this trend became faster and more obvious.
At the front of the steam train, Horamick Haydon's face stood out, as if even his expression was pulling forward to resist the suction behind.
Gradually, this face separated from the carriage behind, and the tentacles of glittering starlight connecting them were pulled into thin lines and then broke.
Horamick Haydon's face left a residual image in the air, and with bits of stardust, it sank into a void of starry sky.
Without his resistance, the remaining silver rails and steam train quickly disintegrated under the huge suction, turning into pieces of starlight-like crumbs that merged into the slowly rotating vortex behind.
Then the vortex filled with light, shadow and steam collapsed quickly, disintegrating into pure and complex information flows, following the pure colors like roots hanging from the star realm and returning to the perfect place in the star realm. Chapter 725 Speculations
On the huge pit left by the disappearance of Conston City, only Amon and Bernadette, who were still in a stalemate, remained here.
Larion, the former Patriarch of the Church of the God of War, gave up the idea of taking back 0-02 from Amon and left directly. Arianna followed closely behind, as if she was going to get rid of the Patriarch completely.
Amon looked at the silent Bernadette and asked, "What do you think?"
Bernadette shook her head calmly and said, "I refuse."
As she spoke, thick green vines fell from the sky, covering the surrounding area like a rainstorm.
"What a pity." Amon shook his head and sighed.
His figure, along with the brass book in his hand, became virtual and disappeared on the spot.
He cheated the rules and cheated time. What remained was only the phantom a few seconds ago. The real Him had already left with 0-02.
Above the gray fog, Klein frowned. He hadn't noticed that Amon had replaced himself with an illusion. Amon seemed to be stronger than before. I doubt that he had really become a "mistake". He didn't hold the ceremony and relied on his father's psychological treatment to maintain his sanity.
While thinking, he saw Amon's figure appear at the bottom of the huge pit, next to the magic mirror Arrodes.
"I didn't take 0-02, but just a clone?"
While talking to himself, Klein used the "Box of the Old Days" to swap Arrodes' position with the microorganisms in the nearby air and sent it to Bernadette.
At the bottom of the pit, Amon raised his hand and pressed the monocle at the position of his right eye. He looked up and exchanged a glance with Klein. Without making any attempt to invade the Source Castle, his figure disappeared directly on the spot.
On the other side, Bernadette looked at the magic mirror Arrodes who was trying to float himself, and said after a little thought:
"Are you the seal of the Steam Church, the magic mirror that likes to ask people questions?"
On the surface of the silver mirror, layers of water waves swayed, and one Intis word after another emerged:
"Yes, learned and wise lady, but the Steam Church no longer exists, and I have found the master I want to follow and serve for the rest of my life."
"So, can you not send me back to the church?"
"If possible, it would be best to send me to the great and supreme 'Fool', or you can send me to German Sparrow, 'Admiral of the Stars' Cattleya, and let them take me to see my master."
"In exchange, you can ask me one, no, three questions, any questions. The great Arrodes knows everything, except for matters involving the gods."
Bernadette was silent for a moment, staring at the magic mirror Arrodes floating in front of her, and suddenly smiled:
"First question, what is Amon's real purpose in taking 0-02?"
The silver mirror's surface suddenly darkened, not reflecting anything. This state lasted for a long time before the silver mirror's surface began to shake again, and then silver Intis words emerged one after another:
"0-02 is a thing that evolved from uniqueness. I can't see it clearly. The same is true for Amon. He who contains uniqueness, what I can see is very limited."
"But I can make screening and speculations based on the existing phenomena. Although I can't guarantee 100% accuracy, there won't be too much deviation."
Bernadette nodded gently and said, "Okay."
After getting Bernadette's reply, the magic mirror Arrodes made the words on the silver mirror's surface dissipate, and quickly outlined new words:
"Amon is only one ceremony away from becoming a god. Although He himself said that he could skip the ceremony and become a god directly, if he had a choice, He would definitely not do so. Even with the help of the best psychologist in the world, the risk is still too great."
"According to the information I saw from the 'Evangelist', the essence of the apotheosis ritual is to make the promoted feel a little bit uncoordinated, unnatural and abnormal, so that the spirit that was originally integrated into all things can pop out a little, regain a little self-awareness, and no longer lose itself."
"Regarding 'errors', the 'Ancient Sun God' described it as a Trojan horse of fate, a termite of time, a loophole in the rules, and the embodiment of all errors."
"And 0-02 represents the uniqueness of the 'Judge' path of order and rules. According to previous encounters, when it is activated to a certain extent, it can change the underlying rules of the world."
"So, my guess about Amon taking 0-02 is that He wants to use the power of that book to complete his apotheosis ritual in a roundabout way."
"Ma'am, are you satisfied with this answer?"
Bernadette nodded lightly, and then asked the second question: "What happened to Horamick Haydn, the former archbishop of the Steam Church?"
On the surface of the silver mirror, the water light continued to ripple, and after a long time, the words appeared:
"It was polluted, parasitized, and replaced silently. That thing came from the starry sky. It said it served the 'stars'."
Bernadette nodded slightly and asked, "What else?"
New words soon emerged on the surface of the silver mirror:
"It is only close to Sequence Two, but not yet at the level of an angel. However, the level of pollution is very high, and even a portion of the characteristics of an 'Enlightener' have been polluted and controlled. However, now that portion of the 'Enlightener's' characteristics have been recovered by the 'Knowledgeable'."
"It seems to be looking for something. I don't know the details, but that thing seems to be in a certain sea area in Feynappot. It should have determined the specific location, but because it has been tracked, it can only keep circling around Loen, Lenburg and other places."
"Madam, are you satisfied with this answer?"
Bernadette nodded slightly without speaking. She reached out and took out a silver whistle from the void, put it to her mouth and blew it. No sound came out, but there were spiritual fluctuations around.
Bernadette said to the air in front of her: "Send it to Cattleya's ship." The next second, the silver magic mirror in her hand disappeared, leaving only a slowly disappearing afterimage.
Above the gray fog, Klein, who had a full view of the scene through the prayer light, breathed a sigh of relief, but soon became nervous again.
If Arrodes's guess is correct, then Amon has begun to impact the true god level. This will be my last relatively peaceful life. Once Amon becomes a "mistake", the first thing He will do is to snatch Sefirah Castle from me. To be precise, it should be to take Sefirah Castle away, but the corresponding fate will still be borne by me.
I must become a "miracle master" as soon as possible and fully master Sefirah Castle, so that I can take some initiative in the subsequent competition.
Gathering his thoughts, Klein put down the Seagod Scepter and the "curtain", and his figure quickly faded and disappeared in the palace above the gray fog.
In the misty sea, in the captain's room of the "Future" that had just set sail from the port of Russell, Cattleya's inspiration was suddenly touched. She turned her head to look at the desk covered with a nautical chart. On it, there was an ancient silver mirror, and on both sides of the mirror were eyes decorated with gems.
"A mirror? Sent by the queen?" Cattleya whispered to herself as she approached.
The surface of the silver mirror immediately spread out circles of water light, and silvery-white words in Intis language emerged:
"Hello, I am the magic mirror Arrodes who follows the great master of the spirit world. Can you please send me back to my master?"
"The great master of the spirit world?" Cattleya asked back with some doubt.
Words continued to appear on the silver mirror: "Yes, He also has some other names, such as 'The Fool'."
"Mr. 'The Fool'." Cattleya's eyes widened in astonishment, but she soon calmed down and asked, "Why should I believe you?"
Words appeared on the silver mirror:
"You can go and verify it directly. You have the ancient aura of that place, I can see it."
"Wait a minute, you don't have to verify it. The people who are coming to pick me up are coming soon."
At the end of the text, there were several little people with cheering expressions.
Cattleya frowned slightly. The little people's expressions used by this mirror made her feel familiar, as if she had seen them often.
Before she could ask, new words appeared on the mirror:
"You have asked me two questions, it's my turn to ask questions."
"The first question: In fact, you have always been a little girl who has not grown up in your heart, right?"
The expression on Cattleya's face froze. If this mirror was not suspected to be a follower of Mr. "The Fool", she would have sunk it to the bottom of the sea.
Arrodes didn't care about Cattleya's expression at all, and continued to show characters one by one:
"Refusing to answer or answering incorrectly will be punished. Not answering after the time limit is considered a refusal to answer."
After a short silence, Cattleya sighed. She planned to sacrifice this strange mirror directly to Mr. Fool.
Before she began to arrange the ceremony, a figure suddenly appeared by the window of the captain's room.
He was wearing a white shirt, a black vest, a half-high silk hat, and a revolver in the gun bag on his waist.
"German Sparrow?"
Seeing who was coming, Cattleya was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted, pointing to the silver mirror on the table and said:
"Are you here for this strange mirror?"
Klein glanced at the magic mirror on the table. Arrodes asked Cattleya the question, paused for a moment, and then nodded in response:
"Yes, just give it to me, no need to answer its questions."
Cattleya nodded slightly, turned her body sideways, and signaled Gehrman Sparrow to take it away himself.
After leaving the "Future", Klein took the magic mirror Arrodes and teleported to the Rorsted Islands. He went to the settlements that Anderson had chosen for the residents of Silver City and Moon City for a field investigation.
After all, they are my first batch of formal believers, so I still need to invest more. As his thoughts floated, he looked down at the magic mirror in his hand and asked casually:
"Why did you behave so obediently in front of Bernadette, without showing any evil instincts?"
On the silver mirror, jumping golden characters emerged one by one:
"Her father has been staring at me. If I dare to ask any bad questions, I will definitely turn into a pile of debris in the next second."
"In this way, I can no longer serve the great master. I cannot die before I follow in your footsteps."
Even if it was just words, Arrodes was also expressing his excitement with all his strength. This enthusiasm made Klein a little difficult to adapt to this mirror. Sometimes the social cow makes people socially anxious.
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